But there was also a voice that kept ringing in Ning Xu's ears.
It has nothing to do with Yun Ruohan.
His existence only proves more and more, whether it is Ning Yanxin or Jun Muyan.
It is still him who will be abandoned in the end.
The pain and hatred in Ning Xu's heart rolled like magma.
The Demon Slaying Sword in his hand was lifted suddenly, and stabbed fiercely towards Yun Ruohan's heart.
"Big Brother!!"
However, the Demon Killing Sword suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Ning Xu suddenly realized something, and suddenly turned his head away.
Under the hazy night, the girl dressed in blood stood up at some point.
The long hair like a waterfall was blown up by the mountain wind and scattered in the air messily.
His pale face was stained with blood, but it became more and more fat and crystal clear.
Ning Xu's pupils contracted violently, and he murmured three words: "Jun Muyan!"
Looking at the girl who was scarred but still stood up.
Ning Xu didn't know how she was feeling.
Does he want Jun Muyan to die
The hatred in his heart told him, he wanted to!
But what about after killing Jun Muyan
What is left of his life
Ning Xu closed her eyes, hiding the pain and resentment in her eyes.
The next moment, the Demon Slaughter Sword suddenly lifted up, already facing Muyan's direction, and slashed down in the air.
So far, what is there to hesitate
He has no way out.
Jun Muyan must die!
Seeing the roar of the Demon Slaughter Sword Qi, Muyan stood quietly on the spot, motionless.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and swung a sword lightly.
This sword is really an understatement, weak and weak.
But the overwhelming demon-slaying sword energy dissipated without a trace in an instant.
For the first time since the battle, Ning Xu showed a shocked expression on his face.
"what have you done?!"
The Qijue Sword hangs obliquely, almost touching the ground, slowly approaching Ning Xu's direction.
Every time you take a step, a layer of air waves will be rolled up on the tip of the sword.
In the end, the girl's figure became more and more blurred in the air waves, as if she was about to completely merge into the air waves.
Muyan's gaze scanned the surroundings.
Everyone in Xiaoyaomen, except Chu Moli, was seriously injured by Ning Xu's hands.
And her master has been reduced to ashes.
No matter how amazing her medical skills were, she couldn't bring him back to life.
Muyan's gaze finally landed on Ning Xu.
At this moment, there was no trace of reluctance or hesitation in her eyes, only cold heartlessness remained.
"Ning Xu, haven't you always wanted to make a break with me? Now I'll do it for you!"
The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, but every word was like knocking ice and jade: "Today, I will personally cut you under my sword!"
Ning Xu restrained the shock on his face, and sneered: "Jun Muyan, have you forgotten the despair that you just had no power to fight back under my hands?"
Swish!
Qijue Sword cut out with one sword, like cutting out a bright galaxy in the night sky.
"Then now, I will return the same despair to you!"
Ning Xu only had time to hear such a sentence.
It felt like the surroundings suddenly fell into a dead silence of nothingness.
Yes, obviously he is still in the Fengtian Mountains, and the night sky, mountains, and the broken Baie City are all still in front of him.
But he felt that he seemed to be blocked from all five senses.
Then throw it into an isolated space.
Ning Xu was on guard with all his body and mind, looking around vigilantly.
Swish! !
Jian Guang seemed to appear out of thin air, brushing past his neck.
Ning Xu dodged with lightning speed.
The tip of the sword narrowly brushed against his neck, causing a burst of burning pain.