I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

It is almost impossible to react to the black stick in the face of others.

Ning Xuan's figure flashed, and he easily avoided it.

Ning Wuquan didn't care, his hand was raised, and the black stick swept away!

The gilded pattern flickered, and a huge pressure squeezed towards Ning Xuan.

Ning worriedly looked at the attacking giant stick quietly: "I entertained you with precious food, I thought that you could push your cultivation to the extreme point in the early stage of Martial Venerable, and your foundation and strength should be completely solid... Now, if you are only as capable as you are at this moment, I am afraid I will be disappointed. The

black stick that attacked suddenly stopped in place and began to dissipate.

After half a hologram.

Ning Wuque's spiritual power completely erupted: "Tiger Roaring Mountains and Rivers!"

"Roar..." A deafening tiger roar suddenly came from the black stick.

The black stick flickered wildly, melting at a terrifying speed ... In just an instant, the black stick disappeared, and in its place was a huge white tiger.

"The spirit of the remnant soul of the white tiger of the half-step Martial Emperor is worthy of my sacrifice of the mountain and river sword." Ning Xuan's voice was a little excited to meet his opponent.

But in fact, there was no joy in the depths of Ning's worried eyes, only fear.

"Roar!"

There was another tiger roar, and the white tiger jumped, and instantly appeared in front of Ning Xuan, and the tiger claw slapped it fiercely.

Ning Xuan's body suddenly erupted into a wave of qi... Black and white began to sweep in all directions.

The mountain and river sword was even stabbed out instantly.

The tiger claw and the mountain and river sword did not touch, and when the distance between the two was still half a zhang, the tip of the sword appeared an arc-shaped light curtain... The aftermath of the collision that was enough to kill Wu Zun in the early days spread wildly in all directions.

"Shocking the sky!"

Ning Wuque was not idle, and took advantage of Ning Wuque's resistance to the white tiger to punch out, and the distance was not far away.

Ning Xuan's left hand pushed out towards the sky.

A terrifying pillar of spiritual power rushed out.

"Boom..." The

pillar of light collided with his fist, and the sound was deafening.

Looking closely, it is not difficult to find that the pillar of light emitted by Ning Xuan is slowly being forced to retreat, yes, forced to retreat!

Ning Wuque, who had the upper hand, breathed a slight sigh of relief: "It seems that I am slightly better." "

Ning Wuquan only needs to load a trace of spiritual power to maintain the black stick, and the rest, that white tiger spirit devours the spiritual qi, and uses the material of the black stick to face the enemy on its own, which is equivalent to Ning worrying about one dozen and two.

"Slash the soul!" Ning Xuan's expression did not change, and the sword blade suddenly reversed.

"Roar..." The white tiger was overjoyed, with a roar, and the tiger's claws pressed fiercely towards Ning Xuan.

"Oh..." The

giant sword swept across the sky, a thick dead qi swallowed all directions, and the frozen heaven and earth, the black color also expanded rapidly.

The tiger's claw pressed less than halfway through, and then suddenly froze in place.

Ning Xuan gently waved his sword blade with his right hand: "Even some remnant souls that Yu Wei can't withstand dare to be presumptuous?" The

giant sword flashed, and it slashed down towards the white tiger.

"Divine Soul Attack and Kill..." Ning Wuque's expression changed slightly, and he was just in a stalemate with the pillar of light, and his figure moved sideways to block the giant sword.

The blade in Ning Xuan's hand spun again: "Your opponent, it's me... Flying flowers! The

black color spread again.

"Not good..." Ning Wuque suddenly stopped and looked back.

Just saw that the endless sword qi spread.

That vast sword qi did not attack, but continued to fuse, turning into, a sword lotus!

The speed of fusion was even faster, and in just a few moments when he turned back, thousands of sword lotuses were already across the sky.

Gladiolian, very beautiful.

The mixture of black and white, just the right fusion, looks like a snow lotus from a distance, fragile and beautiful.

But Ning Wufeng, but perceived a mortal threat.

Without waiting for him to sense more, the sword lotus rotated wildly, like a gear spinning towards him, and in an instant, it was close to his face.

The black stick is not in his hands now... He could only blast towards Jianlian with one punch.

"Whoops..." Where

his fist collided with the sword lotus, sparks splashed everywhere, like the collision of gold and iron.

But in an instant, a smell of blood emerged.

Sword Lotus, tearing Ning Wujie's skin... His physique is indeed strong, but the sword lotus that is not weak is even weaker.

"Give it to me, broken!" Ning Wuque seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and his strength exploded.

With a "bang", the sword lotus turned into powder.

However, Ning Wuque's expression couldn't help but change drastically... Troublesome.

He sensed that the fist that had been broken open by the sword lotus before, and the dead qi spread wildly... That dead qi would corrode his spiritual power and would erode his vitality and life.

He had encountered opponents who eroded his vitality, and he had encountered many times the means that could corrode spiritual power.

But compared to Ning's... Power, world of difference.

If he didn't care, at most half an hour, the eroding dead qi could kill him.

In this case, he may be able to forcibly force the death qi away... However, more sword lotuses had already approached, and thousands of sword lotuses had already surrounded him!

What's more, in the distance, Ning Xuan had once again condensed thousands of sword lotuses that were about to attack!

It is worthy of being an opponent that he is afraid of and spends a long time to gain momentum.

One move of flying flowers, any sword qi of the combined sword lotus, is enough to kill any fellow realm! But in Ning Xuan's hands, the complete sword lotus was overwhelming!

"Ahhh... Roar..." A wailing tiger roar mixed with pain sounded.

Follow the sound.

The greatsword has already hit the white tiger... Under the giant sword, the white tiger began to dissipate without any resistance.

Finally, he changed back to the black stick.

If Ning Wuquan didn't have strong enough means, he might be able to declare defeat and die a very tragic death in the Sky Sword Lotus!

After all, the moment he was distracted, the Heavenly Sword Lotus completely surrounded him, and he had no chance to escape the encirclement of the Sword Lotus.

Lose? Ning Wu doesn't think so.

Really.

Without waiting for the Sword Lotus to go further, Ning Wuque's roar sounded from the very center of the Sword Lotus.

"Eye of God, open it to me!"

Heaven and earth froze instantly, and even the Heavenly Sword Lotus actually stopped spinning.

Ning Xuan's eyes showed countless jealousies, and what he feared the most was the God Eye!

The effects of the Divine Eye are numerous, but there are only two that are worth fearing.

First, seeing through all the spiritual power trajectories, under the eyes of the gods, Ning Wuque could see through the weaknesses of all his magic methods, and broke the attack with an extremely relaxed posture.

Second, extinguish the law!

The God Eye has the ability to destroy the ten thousand laws of the Law Destroying Eye!

Gladiolian is the most centered.

"This is..." Ning Wuque, who opened his divine eyes, did not have the slightest joy, but instead showed an ugly appearance.

Under the eyes of the Annihilation Law, he saw that at least five hundred miles around him were occupied by extremely rich dead qi and vitality.

Dead air, eroding everything.

Life...... For him, it will draw out his life and life!

Moreover, in the eyes of the gods, the weaknesses of those sword lotuses were even looming and difficult to distinguish.

It is impossible to seal the spiritual power of Ning Xuan with the eyes of the gods... Unless he could first seal the countless vitality and dead qi around him.

"If I don't have momentum, even if I open my eyes, I'm afraid I will lose in an instant..." With heart palpitations whispering, Ning Wuque gritted his teeth slightly to forcibly suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

He took out the black stick and smashed it towards the frozen sword lotus.

The sword lotus has been frozen, naturally unable to press the counterattack, it is simply crushed... Ning Yu continued to fly the black stick, and the sword lotus around him rapidly decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ning Xuan became more and more jealous in the distance: "The Eye of God..."