Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Blood splattered and dripped from the girl's palm to the ground, creating a golden halo.

The silent breath swept over like a wave, squeezing all the air around it.

Pressure...

No, maybe not coercion.

The power is so strong that even without showing any sound it is enough to make everyone afraid and panic.

In an instant, countless people's faces turned pale.

Even though it was faint, they felt it.

...the breath of God.

The corners of Di Cang's mouth were straightened and his facial muscles trembled.

Disgust reached its peak at this point.

He hates...

disgust!

He couldn't bear to see the ants in his eyes having the same status as him.

Di Cang held the sword tightly in his hand. He could no longer bear it and wanted to kill the man with his sword!

"Wow!"

The sword god was shining with golden light, which was particularly dazzling and pure in the dark holy land.

"clang!"

The sound of weapons colliding seemed to be filled with endless chill, making people tremble in their hearts.

"clang!"

"clang!"

The series of collisions continued without stopping.

It all converged into a gloomy and depressing melody, eroding everyone's fighting spirit and reason.

"Not good! Yin Xiu!"

Someone wearing a white mask shouted.

The music composed by the two swords is slowly eating away at their sanity and undermining their will to fight, attempting to turn them into powerless puppets.

So...so scary!

But I just can't stop.

The sword in Ning Xiyuan's hand was so fast that all he could see were afterimages.

Unpredictable and without rules.

As a result, Di Cang could only block subconsciously until now.

how so...

This shouldn't happen!

Di Cang's steps were a little awkward, and the auras of the two people intertwined and splashed, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

He is the most outstanding swordsman in the world, and he has mastered all sword techniques.

but...

There are no rules, no sword moves.

So there is no loophole at all!

"You are not a sword cultivator at all!" Di Cang gritted his teeth.

Not a sword cultivator! ?

What sword?

This is simply an insult to him and to kendo.

Ning Xiyuan: "So what?"

The girl still had a smile on her face, and compared to Di Cang's anger and humiliation, she seemed to be in a state of ease.

Emperor Cang gritted his teeth.

He couldn't really win by relying on the sword, it seemed that he could only maintain the current situation where he was not at a disadvantage.

By strength...

The strange power in the girl was faintly suppressing him.

What was even more unacceptable to him was the familiarity.

The very shallow and rare familiarity and overlap in power.

how can that be!

He knew from the moment he was born that he was different from others, that he was noble, unique, and had a noble mission.

god...

The blood of God must flow in his body, so only he can find the ladder to heaven.

But now, the appearance of Ning Xiyuan has shaken his long-held beliefs.

No one could get into the confrontation between the two.

The air around seemed to be splitting and stirring, constantly renewing itself.

Others' hearts, mouths, and stomachs were churning with nausea.

I'm about to vomit.

But they are not here to watch the fun after all.

Someone attacked Yan Qi'an.

Some people also attacked Yin Ming.

Supreme Realm...

God is above us. Except for a few abnormal people in the Ten Directions Blessed Land, everyone else’s strength will be suppressed below the Supreme Realm after arriving in the Upper Spirit Realm.

But enough.

How many supreme realms are there in the upper spiritual world?

Just by making the first move, he broke their cognition.

The young man who was controlled by the puppet witchcraft was too ruthless and his methods were too tricky, so they couldn't gain any benefit at all.

Blood splattered on the boy's clothes.

Like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Bright and eye-catching.

Killing intent was raging, and they clearly saw excitement in the boy's eyes.

The desire to kill is always frightening.

As if born for killing.

He admitted that Yin Ming had no power to resist the people from Shifang Fudi.

He is known as a genius, but he is not a pervert after all.

The nature of things cannot be blocked at all.

because--

"How dare you! You are not allowed to hurt Brother Yin Ming!"

It was at this time that Sang Ling rushed into the battlefield.

As a result, the rhythm of the entire battle was disrupted, and many people changed direction for fear of encountering Sang Ling.

This is the princess of Kongsang.

only.

Very much loved.

Soon, Sang Ling rushed to Yin Ming. She opened her arms and a proud smile appeared on her face.

Correct.

That's right.

Only she can protect Brother Yin Ming.

She has control over everyone's life and death.

Ning Xiyuan took the time to glance at Yin Ming and raised his eyebrows.

It's not so useless.

At least make this idiot fool around.

Sangzhe frowned, his expression extremely stiff.

To be honest, Sang Ling's act of destroying the plan must be punished, but he couldn't help but worry about Sang Ling's safety amid the swordplay.

The battle came to a strange standstill due to the intrusion of one person.

Including Ning Xiyuan and Di Cang.

Di Cang took a few steps back in embarrassment, his sword stuck in the ground, and he gasped inadvertently.

He had never felt so tired.

So embarrassing.

Ning Xiyuan's attention was attracted by Sang Ling and Yin Ming.

Although she also felt a little tired.

The chaotic forces in the body are like sharp blades constantly stimulating the tendons, veins and nerves.

This body itself cannot contain powerful force.

Countless swords pointed at each other, but Yan Qian'an still walked towards Ning Xiyuan with firm steps.

Perhaps because of the blood on his body, he stopped when he was still one meter away from the girl.

Ning Xiyuan: ???

The air was now thick with the smell of blood, and she couldn't care less if a little bit of it stained her body.

This kid...

But the boy still grabbed her hand, bent down, and licked her wound that was oozing blood with the tip of his tongue.

My palms have been numb for a long time.

But the boy's tongue was warm and soft, sweeping across like a feather, leaving waves of itchiness.

【Wuhu, photo record】

The system clamored to record the scene in front of it.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

On the other hand, Sang Ling's heart was greatly satisfied.

She protected the people she loved.

Just like Yin Ming had once protected her.

besides...

The fierce battle stopped instantly just because of concern for her safety.

She is the Princess of Kongsang!

Her status is so noble.

Sang Ling was so excited that she almost laughed.

"Hahaha..."

Someone did laugh, but it wasn't Sang Ling.

It’s Ning Xiyuan.

His eyes curved with laughter.

Because a long sword was placed on Sang Ling's neck.

Yin Ming hugged Sang Ling's waist, and the sword blade fit her neck perfectly.

Strange runes were jumping and flowing on the sword, and together with the black air, they were entwined around Sang Ling's neck.

Yin Ming looked around at everyone with cold eyes, then set his gaze on Sang Zhe.

"Get out of the demon tribe."

"Or I'll kill her."

Sang Ling widened her eyes.

She couldn't believe that Yin Ming, who had always been so caring towards her, would point a knife at her.

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