Ning Luo was a martial artist with three cultivation bases, but Ye Qingtang was able to fight to a tie with him...
No, it wasn't a draw either. In the current situation, it was clear that Ye Qingtang was suppressing Ning Luo.
"Pervert..." Qin Huan's eyes widened.
Whether Ye Qingtang or Ning Luo, the terrifying combat power displayed by the two has far surpassed their current level. Even Qin Huan couldn't even see Ye Qing clearly with his naked eyes. Tang and Ning Luo's attack trajectory...
"boom!"
An explosion brought the disciples of Xuanlingzong back to their senses.
At this moment, Ning Luo's long sword was out of its sheath in his hand, and it was bombarded with Ye Qingtang's bloody sword.
Immediately, the sword energy raged, cutting in all directions.
Zhu Changge, Qin Huan and other disciples of the Xuanling Sect changed their complexions and immediately retreated.
Ye Qingtang and Ning Luo's lingering prestige in the battle was no joke, one mistake could cut them into pieces.
If you suffer from such an innocent disaster, and your body dies and your path disappears, who will you turn to for reasoning
"Hehe... Ye Qingtang, you are indeed an extraordinary person. With only the power of the second or third level of martial arts, you can force me to draw a sword. It's really not easy..."
Looking at Ye Qingtang, Ning Luo smiled.
However, before Ning Luo finished speaking, Ye Qingtang swung his left fist, which landed hard on Ning Luo's face.
"boom"!
At that moment, Ning Luo's face was a little distorted, and he flew into the air, and was sent flying more than ten meters by Ye Qingtang's punch.
"You..." After Ning Luo stabilized his figure, he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with gloom.
"What are you, you talk a lot of bullshit." Ye Qingtang said coldly.
"Hehe..." Suddenly, Ning Luo laughed loudly: "Forget it... I wanted to play with you, since you are so ignorant of flattery, I don't have to show mercy."
"Really, use all your strength and let me see." Ye Qingtang said.
Now that Ning Luo has been determined to be a disciple of the Cloud Sect, Ye Qingtang has made up her mind that she must let him die here, and she must never let Ning Luo escape back to the Cloud Sect, otherwise... even if she is herself, she will no longer be able to stop history from happening wheel.
"Ye Qingtang, you are so confident, do you think that I have done my best?" Ning Luo said.
"Nonsense!" Ye Qingtang shouted coldly, flying up in an instant, and the Blood Fiend Sword slashed down. The force of this sword was to split Ning Luo in two.
At this moment, facing Ye Qingtang's strength, Ning Luo was unmoved, and said with a cold smile: "You are a mere scarlet spirit, unable to realize the supreme martial arts... just because of this, you have already been sentenced to death."
While speaking, Ning Luo's momentum suddenly changed dramatically.
In this deep forest, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and in a trance, it seemed as if snowflakes were falling.
"Supreme Martial Skill?!"
At this moment, Zhu Changge and Qin Huan, the Xuanlingzong disciples who were hiding far away, began to tremble involuntarily under the extremely cold temperature, and a look of panic appeared in their eyes.
Although, since Huang Linggen, he has had the opportunity to comprehend the supreme martial skill, but how many warriors in this world have not even touched the threshold of the supreme martial skill in their entire lives.
Not to mention the Huang Linggen fighters, even the green Lingen may not be able to comprehend the supreme martial arts throughout his life.
For example, in the Xuanling Sect, there are also disciples of the Green Spirit Root, but in the entire Xuanling Sect, Feng Moli is the only one who has comprehended the supreme martial arts!
As the few people panicked, a piece of frost quickly condensed on the land.