A Huge Sensation
"If you want to fight, let's fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Hearing Deng He's long-winded words, Ning Yue snorted coldly. With a thought, 98 flying swords appeared around him instantly.
"Soul Breaking Sword, go!"
Moreover, Ning Yue flicked his wrist and threw the Soul Breaking Sword to the center of the 98 flying swords, making up 99 flying swords!
"Ning Yue, have you lost your mind? You want to pose a threat to me with just over 90 flying swords? "
Sensing the numerous flying swords floating around Ning Yue, Deng He was stunned at first, but then he smiled and said, "If you had 99 heaven-class supreme-grade flying swords, you might be able to pose a little threat to me. But 98 mystic class flying swords and one heaven-class inferior-grade flying sword are not even qualified to carry my shoes."
"Nine in One Sword Formation!"
Ning Yue couldn't be bothered with Deng He and directly controlled the 99 flying swords to attack Deng He.
The Soul Breaking Sword as the eye of the formation, together with the 98 mystic class flying swords, instantly burst out a powerful combat power.
"The power of this sword formation is actually so great!"
Feeling the power that burst out of the sword formation, Deng He was finally moved.
Deng He had never expected that a sky-high price of an inferior-grade flying sword and 98 mystic class flying swords could actually compete with a martial artist in the advanced stage of Yin-Yang Realm!
This was only 98 mystic class flying swords. If they were all heaven-class flying swords, the scene would be so beautiful that Deng He didn't dare to imagine it.
"I must get the cultivation method of this sword formation!"
Deng He secretly made up his mind to get the cultivation method of the sword formation no matter what!
While Deng He was secretly thinking, the 99 flying swords had already arrived by his side.
"I'll collect your flying swords first and see what other trump cards you have."
Deng He's lips curled up, and he wrapped the Yuan Qi in his sea of consciousness around his wrist, grabbing at the Soul Breaking Sword with a backhand.
Deng He had seen a lot of sword formations. He was very clear that to break a sword formation, he only needed to destroy the eye of the formation completely.
Therefore, Deng He's first thought was to collect the Soul Breaking Sword because this was the easiest way to break a sword formation.
"Good chance!"
Seeing Deng He's action, Ning Yue's eyes lit up. He immediately controlled the remaining 98 flying swords of the Profound Rank and gathered all their power on the Soul Breaking Sword.
Ding!
However, Ning Yue had obviously underestimated Deng He's strength.
Even with the power of 98 flying swords of the Mysterious Rank, the Soul Breaking Sword still failed to gain any advantage in the fight with Deng He. Instead, it fell straight into the distance.
"Damn it! Retreat! "
At the critical moment, Ning Yue had no choice but to abandon the Soul Breaking Sword and the remaining 98 Profound Rank Flying Swords and quickly flew into the distance.
"You want to leave? It's not that easy. "
Deng He sneered, and a powerful aura burst out from his body. Almost in an instant, the ninety-nine flying swords, including the Soul Breaking Sword, were all smashed into two halves!
Ka-cha Ka-cha!
The sound of flying swords breaking constantly resounded in this area.
"Ning Yue, you can't run away. If you know what's good for you, surrender as soon as possible so that you can avoid a lot of unnecessary pain."
Deng He said loudly, "Otherwise, I'll peel off your skin and pour some salt water and chili water on it."
"Pfft! Old fart, you actually want me to surrender? "Ning Yue spat out a mouthful of saliva and said coldly," If you have the ability, then come after me. "
"Hehe, since you're so arrogant, I'll let you know what it means to be a martial artist at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm."
Deng He's body gradually became illusory as he finished his words.
Buzz!
The next moment, Ning Yue felt the space in front of him shake. As expected, Deng He appeared from the void!
"Run. Why don't you run?" Deng He crossed his arms in front of his chest and stared at Ning Yue with interest.
"Who said I'm going to run?" Ning Yue raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I just want to change a place to fight."
"Change a place to fight? Hahaha!"
Deng He laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "You're a martial artist at the intermediate Primal Core stage. Aren't you ashamed to talk to a martial artist at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm like this?"
"Why would I be ashamed?" Ning Yue said calmly, "Moreover, although you're a martial artist at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm, you might not be able to gain an advantage."
"I might not be able to gain an advantage?" Deng He pointed at his nose and laughed wildly. "Are you sure … it's not good!"
However, before Deng He finished his sentence, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, he finally understood why Ning Yue was so unexpectedly calm.
Rumble!
Not far away, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar.
Then, several terrifying auras shot up into the sky!
Even though Deng He's cultivation had reached the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm, his face became serious at this moment.
"Damn it, who's messing around? How dare they provoke a sixth-level demon!"
Deng He was so angry that he swore. His heart sank to the bottom.
At such a close distance, even he did not dare to say that he could escape from several sixth-level auras!
Swoosh!
Suddenly, a huge figure dashed over from afar.
"Why is it only the early-stage of the Yin-Yang Realm?"
Deng He murmured to himself after sensing the aura emitted by the giant figure.
"No! It's the Heaven Devouring Hound! It has a pair of purple-gold wings on its back. It's the king of the Heaven Devouring Hound clan, the Purple Gold Heaven Devouring Hound! "
Suddenly, Deng He's eyes revealed a look of surprise.
"Ning Yue, let's go!"
The Dark Emperor did not care about Deng He's shock. He did not even look at Deng He and did not linger in this area at all.
When he came to Ning Yue's side, he shouted at Ning Yue, "There are four sixth-level demon beasts behind us. It'll be too late if we don't leave now!"
"Damn!"
Although Ning Yue was prepared, he still gasped when he heard the Dark Emperor's words.
Four sixth-level demon beasts. With his current strength, there was a high chance that he would be blasted into smithereens if he encountered them.
Without any hesitation, Ning Yue leaped up and landed firmly on the Dark Emperor's back.
"Deng He, let me remind you that there are four sixth-level demon beasts behind us. Good luck!"
After advancing to the early-stage of the Yin-Yang Realm, the Dark Emperor's speed increased significantly and he disappeared from this area instantly.
Deng He was dumbfounded as he watched Ning Yue disappear.
Forget about four Tier 6 demonic beasts, even if it was one, he would not be able to handle it.
"Ah! Uncle Deng, save me! "
At this moment, the Ninth Prince's cry for help rang in Deng He's ears.
Swoosh!
Deng He turned around hurriedly.
However, as soon as he turned around, he saw an extremely bloody scene.
A peak rank six demonic beast with wings on its back stepped on the Ninth Prince's body, turning him into a pancake.
Stab!
Situ Wen, who was next to him, did not fare any better either. He was torn into two by another sixth-level demon beast and blood splattered everywhere.
"Damn it! Ning Yue, I'm going to chop you into pieces! "
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