Inside the Wuhun Hall.

Ning Mo's face was hazy and murderous.

Seeing this, Song Yan shook his head, his expression was extremely complicated: "You go, you are not my opponent!"

After he got the chance of Ning silent, in fact, he can choose to kill him forever, because the protagonist of a world will always have luck and don't kill him. Once he becomes an enemy, he will suffer endlessly.

But he didn't do it because of his devotion.

Later, brother and sister Ning Mo were hunted down. He even rescued them without hesitation, causing troubles and being hated by Wu Yuji.

After entering the Qingwei Gate, Ning Mo exposed the identity of the Devourer of Devils and was cleaned by Zongmen, but he assumed the responsibility of taking care of his sister for him.

Having done so much for him, Song Yan did not hope to get his return, but did not expect that Ning Mu would still regard him as an enemy and even kill him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Even so, he decided to give him a chance.

After hearing the words, there was a smirk on Ning Mo's face: "Huang Liang, you thought you had defeated me once, and you have always been better than me. Today, I want to let you know how much wrong it is to look down on Ning Mu. ! "

"Moan!"

The black long sword came out of the sheath, and suddenly, a cold and wicked breath filled the air, almost freezing the surrounding air.

Stepping out, Ningmo's devouring sword directed at Song Yan's chest: "Are you ready to die?"

Seeing this, Song Yan knew that Ning Mo was iron-hearted and wanted to kill him.

For those who want to kill him, he will only kill him.

"Moan!"

Song Ye also pulled out his sword.

The sword obliquely pointed at the ground. Suddenly, with Song Yong's body as the center, a tenacious warm breath appeared. When the evil and cold breath met this breath, it resembled a mouse when it saw a cat. Back to devouring the sword.

Ning Moxiu had reached the late Grand Master though.

However, his cultivation was based on plunder, not his own, and it was not always so easy to use.

Song Kun once saw a martial arts novel called "The Eight Dragons" in the Doomsday world. The protagonist, Duan Yu, accidentally learned the Beiming magic, and absorbed a lot of internal force. He was young, but his internal force exceeded 100 years.

However, his internal forces come from others, so his fighting power is very scum.

Now, although Ning Mo's situation is better than Duan Yu, it is not much better.

All he could rely on now was his strong indignation and evil devouring the magic sword.

"Go to death!"

Feeling his breath was suppressed, Ningmo could not help sinking.

The body flickered and turned into a black lightning, and the devouring sword in his hand burst into an unparalleled momentum.

"Oh!"

The black sword air was so overwhelming and dense that it completely covered Song Kun.

All of these sword qi brought evil and cold breath, and hundreds of sword qi attacked together.

My heart moved.

The immortality in the body is working suddenly, and the rigid body returns to normal instantly.

Immediately, he stepped forward, the sword in his hand stabbed left and right.

"Dangdang!"

The seemingly unbeatable black sword spirit was easily blocked by Song Yange, which could not pose any threat to him at all.

"Although your sword strength is strong, but it is flashy, it is okay to deal with ordinary people. When you meet me, it is just a waste of effort!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yong pierced a few swords again, and the sky's sword gas suddenly disappeared.

"This is just the beginning. You really think this is my real strength!"

Ning silently sneered, but a jealousy flashed deep in his eyes.

He used the same trick to kill a late master, but this trick was used to deal with Song Zheng who was only in the middle of the master, and did not cause him any harm.

"Take me another trick to swallow the world!"

boom!

The next moment, Ning Mo sprayed a thin black mist all over his body. This mist was black and extremely viscous. At once, within a hundred meters, it was covered by a thick black mist.

"This trick is a bit interesting, but I want to break you, it's just between my fingers!"

Song Xun stepped into the black mist without hesitation, and the aunt Gu Xiehuayu, who watched the battle, couldn't help flashing anxiety.

"Dangdang!"

A series of impact sounds came from the black mist. After a short while, the black mist shattered, and a black figure fell out and fell more than ten meters away. It was Ning Mo.

After seeing this scene, Gu Xiehuayu could not help but smile.

Soon, the black mist completely dissipated. Song Kun stood alone with a sword, looking at Ning Mo more than ten meters away, and said, "What other tricks do you have, please come!"

"Wow!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, Ning Mo's chest suddenly fluctuated, and finally spit out two blood, his face paled for a few minutes.

"Why your blood is not affected by my devouring magic?"

Song Yan smiled: "My whole body is full of vitality and blood is completely controlled by myself. I am willing to let you inhale, you can only inhale, otherwise, you don't want to **** a little bit!"

"So it seems, I look down on you!"

Ning Mu slowly stood up and wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, at the same time, his expression became extremely decisive.

Song Zheng nodded: "It is true that people who have learned powerful exercises may not be powerful. Only those who have perfect control of themselves are truly powerful. Your strength is obtained by plundering others. Even if you are ten times stronger, it is not me. opponent!"

"To shut up!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, Ning Mo was reluctant to admit it.

"boom!"

His whole body of blood suddenly burned, and then a black flame rose from his body.

"dead!"

"Oh!"

Ningmo disappeared into place, turning into a thin black line.

Suddenly, Song Yan was in all directions, ushered in a wave of crazy assassinations.

"Dangdang!"

Song Yan waved his hands in a panic, his speed seemed unpleasant, but he blocked all the assassinations.

In an instant, Ning Mo attacked and killed more than a thousand swords.

Unfortunately, it failed to pierce Song Kun's defense. As for the damage, there was nothing at all.

Huh!

His figure fell back more than ten meters away, eyes full of unwillingness.

"Are there any tricks? If there are no tricks, I will do it!" Song Yan played with taste.

"Huang Liang, given today, the next day will surely make you pay back more!"

Hearing Ning Mo's words, Song Kun knew that he had already planned to run away, and shook his head with a smile: "You have not come to Japan!"

Ning Mo said with a scornful expression: "Although I'm not as good as you, but I want to go, you can't keep me!"

"Then you try!" Song Yan said.

"Farewell!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ning Mo disappeared directly into place.

The next moment, his figure appeared ten miles away.

But immediately, the expression on his face became horrified, because a few meters away, Song Zheng was looking at him with a smile.

"How did you catch up with me?"

Song Yan's eyes fell on a jade pendant on Ning Mo's chest: "You should rely on the jade pendant with teleportation on your chest! But I can also teleport, so you are destined Can't escape my hunt! "

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