The lack of killing intent does not mean that Ding Mo is weak. On the contrary, Ding Mo did this because he did not want to offend the two of them.
However, compared to the five palace envoys and others in the pagoda, they were not so lucky.
After all, these people had murderous intent, especially since these people came from the same place as the Nine Palace Envoys and others who were fighting. Although they were unwilling to kill, they were not treated like Weisi and Wuyang.
Hearing what Ding Mo said, Wei Si and Wu Yang felt as if they had been granted amnesty. After all, no one wanted to provoke such a strong man, let alone knowing nothing about his origins.
"Thank you, senior." After leaving a sentence, the two of them disappeared directly into the clouds under the sunset.
The moment the two left the pagoda, Ding Mo immediately placed a layer of faint shadow at the lower end of the pagoda to seal the passage to the outside world.
Of course, Ding Mo didn't kill him, he just sealed it. If the people inside had the strength to break through, Ding Mo didn't want to kill people for no reason.
"Envoy, the temperature of the flames is getting higher and higher..." The voice was very helpless. Although they were all top experts in the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, after all, there was really a big gap between them and the mountaineering realm.
The heavy rain seemed to completely wash away the bloody storm, and it poured down as dusk approached.
However, nothing changed in Liuyun City due to the arrival of rain. The fighting continued. As long as there was no absolutely overwhelming strength, it would be impossible to stop.
The envoys of the Nine Palaces are determined to win the Star Spirit.
But now it seems that it is very difficult.
Intertwined with thunder, constantly shuttling in the rain, the spiritual power plundering has no rules. The light and shadow of swords are filled with the love and hatred of children in the world.
"A big killing..." Yang Zhen roared. The unparalleled force had already taken away countless lives, but he had no intention of stopping. Because of today's situation, there was not only blood feud, but also hatred between the two sides.
Regardless of whether Yang Zhen had any grudge against Yinfeng Gu, Qin Ningyi's serious injury made it impossible for Yang Zhen to make peace with Yinfeng Gu. The fist is as heavy as a mountain, and the sharp edge of the halberd is stronger than the sword. With every move, a strong man will fall.
Both Demon Sect and Yinfeng Valley are enemies.
Yang Zhen's eyes turned red, his golden divine body, bathed in red blood, strange and crazy in the rain.
Yang Ning's killing sword has harvested countless strong men, but there are still new comers, because in the hearts of the Yinfeng Valley and Demon Sect disciples, he is the target. This is the order of the Nine Palace Envoys, and it is also whether their power can grow. The essential.
Although they don't know the specific role of the star spirit, something that can be valued by the Valley Master and the mysterious high priest is absolutely extraordinary.
Moreover, as early as three nights ago, they had seen the power of the Star Spirit, which at that moment resisted a strong man at the seventh level of the Mountain-Building Realm who had survived the five degenerations of Heaven and Man.
"I'm here to fight you." Finally, in the rain, a man walked out, full of majesty. His body was covered by black robes, and his face could not be seen. However, the magic wheel in his hand was shrouded in black mist. Compared with ordinary strong men, he was stronger. aura.
"Elder brother..." Many strong men from Yinfeng Valley stepped back, giving the two of them a battlefield.
The senior brother was not surprised by the performance of the junior brothers. After all, they combined their divine bodies to kill a strong man who had just broken through the eighth level of the mountain-building realm. This achievement was enough to stand proud of the younger generation.
However, this senior brother is the genius of Yinfeng Valley, especially for himself, and he is the proud disciple of the Nine Palace Envoys. His own strength has reached the peak of the sixth level of the Mountain-Building Realm, the sixth level of the Tianjiao level. Peak is not comparable to Liao Tinghuo.
"You go and rob the divine body, leave this person to me." The voice was low, but loud and powerful in the sound of rain. The rainwater couldn't get close to him, and was actively pushed away by the aura.
"Yes." Dozens of powerful men showed great respect to this senior brother and turned to surround Yang Zhen.
The senior brother took action without me. He seemed to be very curious about Yang Ning. He looked at Yang Ning and said, "A swordsman who possesses a divine weapon, and his body is integrated into the divine object. I have to say that you are really lucky." Senior Brother's magic wheel is floating beside him, and he can launch powerful attacks at any time.
Yang Ning's hand, especially the hand holding the killing sword, had been injured in many places due to repeated battles, and blood flowed along the arm and on the killing sword.
Buzzing…
The killing sword kept chanting softly, and the sound was like some kind of ancient song in the sound of rain, singing endlessly.
"But when you meet me, your glory is destined to come to an end." The eldest brother is calm and powerful. He has been fighting for so long without any disorder.
"Stop?" Yang Ning was also very calm, especially three feet in front of him. The originally white sword space was extremely messy. This was due to the fact that it had undergone several changes and incorporated the original power in the foundation. Yang Ning then said: "I don't know whether it's beautiful or not, but stopping is not something you can decide." The sword was raised lightly, and the bloody sword light went straight to the senior brother.
The two sides can be said to be mortal enemies. There is no need to exchange names at all, and Yang Ning does not need it, because in his eyes, especially in this world of the jungle, there is only the difference between the living and the dead, except of course his own people.
"Huh!" He snorted coldly, and the black robe covered the surrounding area. The magic wheel struck out angrily, and met the sword with unparalleled strength.
The senior brother knows that the sword is a divine sword, but the strength of the person who wields the sword is limited. After all, a strong man who is only at the peak of the second level of mountain building realm, even a swordsman, has limited strength.
Ding!
It emits a heavy metallic trill.
When the two collided for the first time, they were evenly matched, but strangely, the two did not retreat but advanced, closing the distance again.
"Come again..." The senior brother roared, shattering the black robe, revealing his true appearance, a slightly delicate face, but there was a scar on the face, which made this face a little weirder.
But this does not affect his strength. The magic wheel flew over the head and went straight to Yang Ning's chest. It was powerful and powerful, and the meaning of the rules roared, turning into a huge mouth that swallowed the sky, trying to devour Yang Ning.
Both of them were testing and did not use all their strength, but neither attack hit the opponent's vital point.
Hunyuan sword.
The killing sword enlarged and turned into a giant sword that was more than ten feet tall. Blood red penetrated the sky. Seeing the opponent's magic wheel coming, he had no choice but to defend himself.
The terrifying power is constantly intertwined, tearing apart the surrounding space, unable to let the rain get even closer.
"Mountain beyond the mountain." Yang Ning exploded, his combat power increased, his sword intent became even colder, and he pressed the rules towards the magic wheel.
"Is this going to break out?" The senior brother seemed a little surprised, but with a long roar, the combat power also surged.
The realm of the mountains beyond the mountains is the standard for measuring geniuses and ordinary cultivators, and as the disciple of the Nine Palaces of Yinfeng Valley, it is naturally impossible not to understand.
The magic wheel grew larger, and the wind instantly became terrifying, whistling and roaring on the killing sword.
"Hmph!" Yang Ning snorted coldly, knowing that if he could not resolve the battle quickly, he would enter this person's fighting atmosphere. By then, his situation would be extremely difficult, even more difficult than the battle with Liao Tao. fierce.
"Sword drawing technique." Yang Ning directly launched the killing technique.
"The magic wheel roars." The magic wheel turned into a black rainbow, shuttled through the rain, and came to Yang Ning in an instant.
Ding!
The violent collision actually overwhelmed Yang Ning in terms of speed.
The speed of drawing the sword was rare even in the memory of Yang Ning, a strong man with past life memories, but he did not expect that he would meet his opponent today.
"Your sword is indeed extremely powerful, but if you stop the sword at the point where it explodes, there will be no room for the explosion." He seemed very proud, and was a little surprised that he was able to stop the sword.
After all, he didn't see much of Yang Ning's fighting scene, but he still remembered Yang Ning's sword-drawing skills, especially the explosiveness and speed, which made him, the peak cultivation master of the sixth level of the Mountain Building Realm. Be fearful.
After all kinds of exploration, the senior brother finally found a way to solve the problem, which is to use the moment of drawing the sword to intercept the sword light. At this time, the power of the sword drawing technique has not exploded, and it is also the time when the power is at its weakest. At this moment The interception was even more timely.
The sword turned invisible, and Yang Ning's expression changed.
Because he discovered that this person's cultivation level may not be as good as Liao Tao's, but his scheming is several times better than Liao Tao's.
A formidable opponent.
Such comments flashed through Yang Ning's mind.
Snapped!
There was a violent explosion, the bamboo sheath shattered instantly, the killing sword was intercepted, and Yang Ning suffered a violent backlash.
Blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Yang Ning's eyes were extremely solemn, and the sword was lowered feebly.
There was a slight confusion in the three-foot space, but it quickly recovered.
"Haha..." The eldest disciple laughed wildly. Seeing Yang Ning so defeated, he felt happy. After all, in this battle, who was more popular than Yang Ning and Yang Zhen.
However, at this moment, these two people are probably going to hate each other because of his intervention. How can he not be happy?
In Yang Ning's heart, she was constantly thinking. Although the sword just now was intercepted by this person, it was not because of his strength, but because of his speed. No, to be precise, it should be said that the opponent was prepared for it.
"Perhaps, I should take a step further..." Yang Ning said very profoundly, as if even he didn't want to let such power appear in the world.
"ah……"
Yang Ning looked up to the sky and roared, and even the surrounding rain curtains moved away from the sound, for fear of being torn apart by Yang Ning's roar. The sword intent around Yang Ning also gradually changed along with the roar.
Yang Ning has been deliberately suppressing his foundation and constantly compressing it, so that Yang Ning's foundation is infinitely solid, especially the depths of Zifu and Consciousness Sea, like two miniature mountains in reality. Yang Ning dares to believe that this The foundation is unique, let alone this piece of Western Wilderness, even if you look at the entire continent.
As Yang Ning roared, the momentum around him gradually changed.
Her long hair flew and quickly covered her face.
Blood floated gently in the hair, and the faint smell of blood was gradually washed away by the rain.
"Is this?" Not only the senior brother was surprised, but also Yang Zhen, who was fighting a bloody battle not far away, also stared at him.
Because at this moment, Yang Ning looked like he was crazy, especially the sword intent on the killing sword, which was even more violent and seemed to be able to swallow everything. The power of destruction was like pouring sea water, constantly rolling.
The killing sword is called the sword of killing, which is why it is bloody. Killing is not something that any swordsman can control at will. Although the swordsman is invincible at the same level, there are some powers that he still cannot truly control.
As powerful as Ling Tian Jue, this technique is highly praised by many people. So far, Yang Ning has not found a way to truly control this power.
Therefore, when Yang Ning got the killing sword, the power of killing was blocked. Originally, Yang Ning thought that there was no possibility of him using this power. After all, once the killing started, it would be a real river of blood.
However, the sword strike just now made Yang Ning feel a crisis. The sword-drawing technique that he was so proud of could not be truly drawn out in front of this person, and it also suffered backlash, which forced Yang Ning to do this.
Violent power filled his body, and cracks appeared on Yang Ning's sword body.
The aura of killing coming from the killing sword became even more terrifying.
The ancient and bloody scene suddenly appeared in Yang Ning's mind.
"Kill..." The desolate and tragic war song kept echoing, and Yang Ning became more and more crazy.
He raised his sword and slashed.
Everything that the sword light touched turned into nothingness, and even the rainwater was annihilated.
