Boom!
Boom!
He Wen seemed to know what the Dark Emperor and the Metal Devouring Demon Lion were thinking.
He Wen's aura was suddenly unleashed!
Hiss!
Even though Ning Yue was prepared, he was still shocked when he sensed the terrifying aura that He Wen exuded.
Peak Fourth Grade Human Supreme!
He Wen was not an ordinary Fourth Grade Human Supreme, but a Peak Fourth Grade Human Supreme.
Furthermore, he was only one step away from advancing to the Fifth Grade Human Supreme.
It was no wonder the others were shocked.
His cultivation was infinitely close to the Fifth Grade Human Supreme, and He Wen's battle prowess was probably comparable to some ordinary Fifth Grade Human Supreme.
"Looks like I have to use the Red Demon Sword."
Taking a deep breath, Ning Yue shook his wrist and quietly took out the Red Demon Sword.
However, Ning Yue had used a secret technique to seal the Red Demon Sword, causing it to only reveal the level of a King Grade Middle Grade flying sword.
As expected, when they saw Ning Yue withdraw a middle grade King Rank flying sword, none of the martial artists in the entire Core Hall placed their attention on it.
The King Grade Middle Grade flying sword was not considered a high-grade flying sword in the Core Hall at this moment.
"Ning Yue, enjoy the pleasure that He Wen brings you, hahaha!"
Seeing Ning Yue's serious expression, Jiuding The Venerable could not help but laugh maniacally.
Awesome!
Really too awesome.
Thinking about how Ning Yue was about to be killed, Jiuding The Venerable wanted to laugh.
The arrogant brat had finally fallen for his scheme.
"Eh."
Ning Yue opened his mouth and turned to Jiuding The Venerable. "Do you think that He Wen will definitely be able to kill me?"
"Of course it's true!"
Jiuding The Venerable replied without hesitation.
If the Fourth Grade Human Supreme Martial Artist, He Wen, was defeated by Ning Yue, then Jiuding The Venerable would probably go to hell.
Through the exchange between Ning Yue and Zhang Jun, Jiuding The Venerable had a rough idea of Ning Yue's true strength.
It was between Third Grade Human Sovereign and Fourth Grade Human Sovereign!
With Ning Yue's strength, He Wen didn't even need to use his full power to kill him.
However, even a lion would use its full strength to capture a rabbit. Naturally, Jiuding The Venerable would not allow He Wen to hold back.
"Jiuding The Venerable, since you think so highly of He Wen, why don't you bet another thousand Royal Grade Origin Crystals?"
Ning Yue smiled lightly and said, "If He Wen defeats me, I'll give you 2,000 Royal Grade Origin Crystals. If He Wen is defeated by me, you'll give me 2,000 Royal Grade Origin Crystals."
"Oh, you want to bet Royal Grade Origin Crystals with me? You're a Half Step Supreme Martial Artist and you have Royal Grade Origin Crystals. "Jiuding The Venerable raised his eyebrows and said.
"Of course I have Royal Grade Origin Crystals."
Ning Yue interrupted Jiuding The Venerable and took out a storage bag. "There are 2,000 Royal Grade Origin Crystals in here. As long as He Wen wins, it's yours."
"Hmph! Don't try to fool me with low-quality Origin Crystals. "
Jiuding The Venerable coldly snorted and immediately unleashed his perception.
Ning Yue did not stop Jiuding The Venerable. Instead, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at Jiuding The Venerable.
"You're lucky. I wonder where you got so many Royal Grade Origin Crystals."
After a while, Jiuding The Venerable retracted his perception and said in a deep voice.
Whoosh!
Many martial artists in the Core Great Hall stared at the storage bag.
After Jiuding The Venerable admitted that there were Royal Grade Origin Crystals inside, everyone was slightly surprised.
Royal Grade Origin Crystals were very precious.
Ning Yue, a Half Step Supreme Martial Artist, could actually carry so many Royal Grade Origin Crystals with him?
It was too abnormal.
"He should be a young master of some big family or a genius of some big sect."
"That's right. That must be it. Otherwise, he wouldn't carry so many Royal Grade Origin Crystals with him."
"Jiuding The Venerable has offended Ning Yue. Both sides will probably suffer."
"It's impossible for both sides to suffer. Jiuding The Venerable's influence in the Core Great Hall is stronger than Ning Yue's side."
"Although that's the case, Jiuding The Venerable probably won't dare to let He Wen kill Ning Yue."
“”
The discussions in his ears made Jiuding The Venerable's expression turn ugly.
Although Jiuding The Venerable also thought that Ning Yue was a Young Master Gong from some big family or sect, he still decided to kill Ning Yue!
Ning Yue had offended him. Anyone who offended him must die!
"He Wen, I'll give you another thousand Royal Grade Origin Crystals. You know what to do."
Jiuding The Venerable threw another storage bag to He Wen and said in a low voice.
"I know what to do."
He Wen received the storage bag and casually threw it on the ground. He said, "Ning Yue, I'm different from Zhang Jun. I always attack first when facing an enemy."
Whoosh!
As his voice fell, He Wen rose from the ground and charged towards Ning Yue at an astonishing speed.
"Let's try a palm strike."
Ning Yue did not use the Red Demon Sword immediately. Instead, he formed a hand seal with his right hand and threw a palm strike.
Bang!
The two palms collided.
A crisp sound rang out.
In the next moment, the two figures retreated backward.
"Puchi!"
After stabilizing his body, Ning Yue spat out a mouthful of blood.
As for He Wen, his expression only turned a little ugly.
"As expected of a Grade 4 Sovereign. You're really powerful."
Ning Yue said as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"You're not bad yourself. You managed to block a palm strike of mine."
He Wen was very dissatisfied with the fact that he only gained a slight upper hand in the first strike.
In He Wen's opinion, a Grade 4 Sovereign like him should be able to kill Ning Yue with a single strike.
He did not expect Ning Yue's resistance to be so strong. His punch, which contained 80% of his strength, only pushed Ning Yue back a few feet.
"I did not use my full strength in the previous strike. You won't be so lucky for the next one."
He Wen said coldly.
"Sorry, I did not use my full strength in the previous strike."
Ning Yue shrugged.
"You're courting death!"
Hearing Ning Yue's arrogant words, He Wen let out a low roar and waved his hands. In an instant, he tore through the void and disappeared.
"Tore through the void?"
Seeing He Wen disappear, Ning Yue slightly knitted his brows and took two steps back.
At the same time, Ning Yue held the Red Demon Sword in front of his chest and poured the energy from his sea of consciousness into it.
"The ignorant are fearless. You want to block He Wen's full strength with a King Middle Grade Yuan Crystal?"
Jiuding The Venerable looked at Ning Yue's actions and said in disdain, "He Wen also has a flying sword, and it's a top-grade King Flying Sword. From the looks of it, he doesn't even need to use a top-grade King Flying Sword to kill you."
"Ning Yue, take my fist, Soaring Eagle Fist!"
In the next instant, He Wen suddenly appeared in front of Ning Yue. He clenched his right fist and threw it out.
"Why should I take a punch from you?"
The corner of Ning Yue's mouth curled up. He gripped the Red Demon Sword and slashed it down.
The speed of Ning Yue's sword was extremely fast, so fast that it was terrifying.
Before He Wen could react, the Red Demon Sword slashed his wrist.
Crack!
An extremely crisp sound rang out in the Core Hall.
Accompanying this crisp sound was a miserable shriek like that of a pig being slaughtered.
"Ah!"
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