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Hearing the familiar voice, Ning Yue was slightly startled at first, then he shifted his gaze to the Eight-legged Centipede.
The Sword Of Evil had mainly helped the Eight-legged Centipede in the past.
Since the Sword Of Evil was free, it meant that he had already helped the Eight-legged Centipede to victory.
Four Fourth Grade Supreme Martial Artists and one Fifth Grade Supreme Martial Artist.
Could they have been killed by the Sword Of Evil so quickly?
Ning Yue found it hard to believe.
"My god, my god!"
As it turned out, the Sword Of Evil was still very powerful.
Five corpses lay at the feet of the Eight-legged Centipede.
There were exactly four Fourth Grade Supreme Martial Artists and one Fifth Grade Supreme Martial Artist.
"Sword Of Evil, it seems that you are very powerful. Why don't you help the Earthshaker and get rid of Shentian?"
Ning Yue's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to trick Venerable Sword Evil into helping him.
"No way."
The Sword Of Evil held the Low Grade Royal Flying Sword in his hand and floated in the air, showing no signs of making a move.
"Ning Yue, how dare you get distracted while fighting us? I have to say, you are really conceited! "
The conversation between Ning Yue and the Sword Of Evil fell into He Ming's ears.
He Ming was a Third Grade Supreme Martial Artist and was very powerful.
He grasped the fleeting opportunity and appeared in front of Ning Yue in an instant. His fist carried a violent gust of Primordial Qi and ruthlessly punched towards Ning Yue's heart.
Even though He Ming was only a Third Grade Supreme Martial Artist, his punch displayed the combat power of a Fourth Grade Supreme Martial Artist.
In other words, when Ning Yue faced He Ming's punch, it was equivalent to facing a Fourth Grade Supreme Martial Artist.
"Triple Birth Palm!"
How could Ning Yue not notice He Ming's sneak attack?
Before He Ming's fist could reach Ning Yue, Ning Yue poured the Essence in his Sea of Consciousness into his palm and pushed it out.
Pa!
His palm met his fist.
A muffled sound rang out as a figure was sent flying.
Bang!
Only when his body hit the wall did he manage to stabilize himself.
Puchi!
It was obvious that this figure had spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura had instantly dropped to the freezing point.
"Solitaire!"
Ning Yue did not hold back. He stomped his feet on the ground and dashed forward again.
This time, Ning Yue wielded the Red Demon Sword and slashed out an astonishing sword wave in the blink of an eye.
Chi chi!
Wherever the sword wave passed, the air parted.
"No!!"
Looking at the sword wave approaching him, He Ming let out a hysterical roar.
However, reality was reality. The sword wave directly passed through He Ming's heart.
He Ming, a third-grade Human Supreme, died on the spot, just like Lin Yuan.
"I must find a way to obtain the last few forms of the Supreme Nine Purity Sword Art."
Ning Yue muttered to himself as he held the Red Demon Sword.
If not for the first palm strike that heavily injured He Ming, Ning Yue's Solitaire would not have been able to kill He Ming.
The first six forms of the Supreme Nine Purity Sword Art could instantly kill a Manifestation Realm martial artist.
But against a Supremacy Realm martial artist, it would not be so effective. In fact, the effect could be described as negligible.
"Not bad, not bad. Ning Yue, you are indeed very strong."
Seeing that Ning Yue had killed He Ming with a single strike, the Sword Of Evil put away the low-grade Emperor flying sword in his hand and slowly landed beside Ning Yue.
"If we work together, we might be able to …"
"Don't. I'm a human, and you're just an illusory body. How can I work together with you?" Ning Yue interrupted the Sword Of Evil.
"Haha, so what if I'm an illusory body? As long as you find me a suitable body, I can complete the transformation in an instant."
The Sword Of Evil did not get angry. Instead, he turned his head and slowly swept his gaze across the martial artists of the Supreme Nine Purities Temple.
Hiss!
Being stared at by the Sword Of Evil, the martial artists of the Supreme Nine Purities Temple all revealed a look of fear.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Sword Of Evil was much stronger than Ning Yue.
The Sword Of Evil was a ruthless person. He could even kill a fourth-grade or fifth-grade Human Supreme in an instant, let alone these small fries.
"If you want to find a body, find it yourself. I will not do such a wicked thing."
Ning Yue shrugged.
"Hahaha, there are so many people here. Let me see which one is suitable."
The Sword Of Evil laughed wildly and suddenly rushed out. Puff!
Puff! Puff!
The first area that the Sword Of Evil went to was the area where the martial artists of the Supreme Nine Purities Temple were located.
In the blink of an eye, three martial artists of the Supreme Nine Purities Temple were killed.
Apart from the Venerable Mingyang, there were only eight Supremes left in the Supreme Nine Purities Temple. Puff! Puff!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The Sword Of Evil would not hold back.
In the blink of an eye, another four Supremes from the Supreme Nine Purities Temple were killed.
"How boring. The physiques of these martial artists are too weak. They can't withstand my possession at all."
The Sword Of Evil curled his lips and returned to Ning Yue's side. "Too weak. I'll leave them to you. I'll rest for a while."
As he spoke, the Sword Of Evil turned into a shadow and entered one of the King Middle Grade Flying Swords.
"There are still four second-grade Supremes left."
Since Sword Evil had entered the King Middle Grade Flying Sword, Ning Yue did not bother about him. Instead, he slowly swept his gaze across the remaining four second-grade Supremes from the Supreme Nine Purities Temple.
"Ning Yue, y-y-you … what do you want?!"
No matter how strong he was, even Lin Yuan was killed. The remaining four second-grade Supremes were so scared that they almost peed their pants.
"Don't you know what I want?"
Ning Yue said indifferently. "You people from the Supreme Nine Purities Temple want to kill me. Am I not allowed to kill you? What a joke. "
"Ning Yue, it's not us who want to kill you. The one who wants to kill you is Venerable Mingyang. It has nothing to do with us."
The four second-grade Supremes shivered.
"Haha, you guys are smart. You've put everything aside."
Ning Yue smiled. Then, he stomped on the ground and dashed out.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
Ning Yue's sword was extremely fast. Before the four second-grade Supremes could react, he had already stabbed out four times.
Every stab was aimed at the heart of a Grade 2 Human Supreme Expert.
Four stabs and four second-grade Supremes were all killed.
"All of you, come at me together."
After getting rid of all the martial artists from the Supreme Nine Purities Temple, Ning Yue stood in mid-air with the Red Demon Sword in his hand. His gaze swept across the martial artists from the Corpse Sect and Blood God Palace.
"Ning Yue, leave these people to me. You should rest as soon as possible."
At this moment, the Eight-legged Centipede flew over from afar and hovered beside Ning Yue.
The reason why the Eight-legged Centipede didn't attack earlier was that he was cultivating by swallowing royal grade Origin Crystals.
Now that he had recovered to his peak state, he naturally had to share Ning Yue's burden.
"Alright."
After pondering for a moment, Ning Yue said, "Don't hold back. Kill as many as you see."
The Blood God Palace and the Corpse Sect wanted to cause trouble for Ning Yue. If Ning Yue let them go, it wouldn't be kindness but stupidity.
Ning Yue definitely wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
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