The protection from the main body of the Chonghuan Sword is both timely and effective. Ning Xia quickly got out of Jian Ming's torture and was able to focus on the current situation.
She is now basically isolated by some kind of power fluctuation coming from the Chonghuan Sword. Although I can still hear the sound of swords lingering in my ears, it is no longer unbearable. It is as if the sound has been filtered and is still bearable.
Although the spiritual power in the body is still affected and feels stagnant, the senses are still okay. Ningxia was finally not forced to take refuge in a small black box.
If she had a choice, she didn't want to just hide in it. There are many people here, and there are many experts gathered here. There is no guarantee that someone with sharp eyes will notice her strange movements.
She knew in her heart that the exposure of the little black box would bring disaster to her, so she would not use it casually unless her life was in danger.
And as time passed, her idea continued to strengthen, and she used this golden finger more cautiously. If you rely too much on external power, you will one day be swallowed up by this power.
Using the little black box is already her deepest trump card. If Ningxia hadn't felt so hopeless this time, Ningxia wouldn't have put its thoughts on it. Who knew that such a conspiracy would arise in a sword competition.
Now they even discovered that the actual controller of the island, Mrs. Hong Ji, did not seem to be on their side. How could this not make them panic? But everyone is in danger.
Now with the blessing of Chonghuan Sword, Ningxia is temporarily out of trouble. But the road to true escape is difficult. There is no way to guarantee their fate afterwards.
It would be okay if Mrs. Hong Ji wins. Although Ning Xia didn't know what the other party wanted to do, the other party didn't seem to be a murderer, so their lives should not be in danger.
Besides, she has had countless opportunities to harm others over the past many years, but all these years have still passed peacefully. This time he probably won't commit any random acts of murder.
But if that person, the opponent's person, wins, then everything is difficult to guarantee. If given the chance, he would definitely kill everyone here... His eyes said so, and his actions also clearly declared it.
So no matter what the purpose of this big battle is, they must not succeed, otherwise they will surely die. Oh, of course, if he doesn't succeed, he might get so angry that he drags everyone along to be buried with him.
So, how should she survive this "disaster"? This is really a proposition.
However, Ningxia did not know that there was no winner in this game, there had never been one, and it was already doomed.
There is no scene where Madam Hong Ji captures the thief's leader, and there is no part where the thief's leader gets his wish and slaughters them all.
This is a farce whose outcome is already doomed.
Those who are unwilling will especially struggle. Those who know well will follow the trend.
Those who have the ability to win have never entered the game, and those who have no chance of winning really come to die in vain.
No one wins.
"Ahhhh——"
"Kill me. It hurts so much..."
"What is this?! Let's go! Let me go quickly, leave quickly, I don't want you anymore."
"Let me die, ahhhhh-"
here we go again.
Sometimes Ningxia is really curious. When the sound of sword strikes, what kind of scene emerges in the minds of these people? Why are their pleas for mercy so rich?
She felt bad too. But she clearly only felt the discomfort in her body and soul, a simple feeling of pain.
A few screams are understandable. But what these people said next was puzzling. Such pleading seemed to have a corresponding scene and was uttered to someone.
Could it be that it was too painful and caused hallucinations? But one or two are easy to explain, but how can we explain that everyone has hallucinations?
Could it be that the sound of the sword had an hallucinatory effect...but she didn't feel it. Looking at the people rolling on the ground who were worse than dead, Ning Xia felt sad, confused and helpless.
She even noticed with sharp eyes that some monks who had fallen unconscious a long time ago came to life in the sound of swords. When they woke up, they were experiencing the second degree of mental torture.
I don't know if it was because of the increased strength this time or because of something else. Everyone's reaction was more intense, which could be seen from the howls coming from all directions.
Ningxia was protected by the microwaves emitted by Chonghuan Sword, and could only barely hold on. It shows how difficult the situation for others is.
I just don’t know how long it will take this time?
"Ahhh... don't pester me anymore. Give it back to you, I'll give it back to you -"
Not far away, a young man had been howling intermittently for a long time. His voice was hoarse and his voice was hoarse. Now he could only scream a few times sadly.
In fact, he had already passed out in the first round. He was not far from Ning Xia and had talked to him before, so Ning Xia had some impression of him and vaguely remembered him as a somewhat gloomy young man.
His sudden shout attracted Ning Xia's attention, and she looked over immediately. But the next moment, she was so shocked by the other party's behavior that she became speechless.
The boy staggered up from the ground, fell down due to weakness in his legs, and then got up again with difficulty.
From Ningxia's perspective, he could see the other party's crazy face, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was covered with dust. The neat and pleasant face looked particularly ferocious at this time, making people unable to bear to take a closer look.
This guy is crazy. This was Ningxia's first reaction when she saw him.
He reluctantly stood up and stared at the central area. The place there has been covered by white light and green light, so you can't see clearly what's going on inside, and you don't know Jiang Dongliu's current movements.
His dull eyes were a bit scary against his pale face, and his pale lips curved: "...Give it back to you. I don't want it anymore..."
There was a muffled groan, and bright red liquid splashed everywhere, staining everywhere on his robe.
Ning Xia's pupils quickly dilated due to fear, her heart suddenly stopped, the whole world became quiet, and she felt as if she was in a daze.
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A few screams are understandable. But what these people said next was puzzling. Such pleading seemed to have a corresponding scene and was uttered to someone.
Could it be that it was too painful and caused hallucinations? But one or two are easy to explain, but how can we explain that everyone has hallucinations?
Could it be that the sound of the sword had an hallucinatory effect...but she didn't feel it. Looking at the people rolling on the ground who were worse than dead, Ning Xia felt sad, confused and helpless.
She even noticed with sharp eyes that some monks who had fallen unconscious a long time ago came to life in the sound of swords. When they woke up, they experienced the second degree of mental torture.
I don't know if it was because of the increased strength this time or because of something else. Everyone's reaction was more intense, which could be seen from the howls coming from all directions.
Ningxia was protected by the microwaves emitted by the Chonghuan Sword, and could only barely hold on. It shows how difficult the situation for others is.
I just don’t know how long it will take this time?
