Hanging pot cave sky.

Conference on Taoism.

In the sky, the young master of the Spirit Sword Sect, Yu Kong, looked at Ning Cheng, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Wu Ruochen, even if you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy at this moment, I can't spare your whole body."

"Villains have a lot of nonsense." Ning Cheng shook his head helplessly.

"Has the battle started yet?" Ning Cheng asked.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will send you away!"

The young master of Lingjian Sect was so excited.

He had just broken through the golden elixir stage and had no way to find someone to establish his authority, but he didn't expect Ning Cheng to come out looking for death at this time.

If he had read the novel at this time, he would even think that he might be the protagonist of the legendary novel?

Are there always those desperate villains who come out to challenge me?

In the sky, the heads of many sects watched with cold eyes. This was an impossible battle to win.

"Junior brother...if you are defeated, just crush the ground talisman and leave. Remember this!"

Before the battle started, the senior brother gave Ning Cheng a charm.

When Ning Cheng saw this, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head. The Immortal Emperor was here, how could ordinary people escape?

"Thank you, senior brother, but Wu doesn't need this thing. To kill a piece of trash, there is no need to do this..."

At this time, the senior brother's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Damn it, if I hadn’t grown up with you, I wouldn’t have known that you pretended to be mean without even breathing!

"Get away! Otherwise I'll kill you too!"

With a loud laugh, the pressure of the golden elixir on the young master of the Spirit Sword Sect burst out, and the energy of heaven and earth surged around him.

"This is the core sword art of our Spirit Sword Sect, die!"

In the sky, countless spiritual energy gathered into thousands of sword shadows, and the attack released by a Jindan monk was enough to destroy a mountain!

All around, many people could not help but change their expressions slightly.

Golden elixir monks are considered to be absolutely powerful in the entire Xuanhu Cave Heaven!

"Noisy."

Ning Cheng raised his hand and clenched his fist slightly, without even moving.

When everyone saw this, they all thought Ning Cheng was crazy.

Do you think you are an immortal emperor?

Raise your hand and crush the opponent?

Just the next second.

A cry of surprise sounded.

In the sky, the countless flying swords originally summoned by the Young Master of the Spirit Sword Sect did not fly towards Ning Cheng, but flew towards himself!

"What!"

This is a scene that no one expected!

"No, the technique has changed!"

Upon seeing this, the young master of the Spirit Sword Sect hurriedly wanted to remove his spell.

But it was too late.

One after another flying swords pierced his body without any emotion!

"No!!!"

Jian Wuhen, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, did not expect that the originally good situation would end like this.

My son has just entered the Golden Core Realm and is not yet stable. It is very likely that he cannot control this energy and has suffered the backlash of his own magic!

No one thought that Ning Cheng was so lucky.

However, only one person at the scene narrowed his eyes slightly.

He is the Dark Immortal Emperor.

It's all such a coincidence.

Even he couldn't feel anything.

But is this really possible?

A golden elixir monk activated a spell, and then was counterattacked by the spell.

If this is the case, this golden elixir monk can escape.

Why do you stand there like a target?

When the thousand flying swords completely penetrated the young master of the Spirit Sword Sect, there was not much life left in him.

But he did not perish.

There was blood at the corners of his mouth and face.

One blow and he was seriously injured and dying.

He didn't know why this was the case.

His technique first lost control, and then he tried to escape, but found that his legs seemed to be imprisoned.

There is no way to act at all.

With just one blow, he lost everyone's face!

He was embarrassed.

The entire Lingjian Sect didn't dare to look at him head on!

Today was supposed to be his day of glory.

But I never expected that it would become what it is now!

"No! I'm going to kill you!"

The young master of the Spirit Sword Sect, who was covered in blood, pointed his finger in the air, and a flying sword emerged again.

All it takes is a sword.

This sword is enough to kill Ning Cheng.

The monks at the Golden Core stage are absolutely crushing against the monks at the Qi Condensation stage, that’s for sure!

After releasing a sword, he quickly retreated. With a sword, it was absolutely impossible to lose control.

Sure enough, the flying sword transformed from spiritual energy tore through the void crazily and headed towards Ning Cheng.

"Hahaha, die!"

Everyone knows that the battle is over.

Ning Cheng, who was locked by the flying sword, had no chance of survival!

Ning Cheng still didn't move.

He raised his hand and punched out!

This punch was like hitting the air, without releasing any energy.

It's like a pale and feeble punch!

"Hahahaha, where are you hitting with this punch? Is it the air?"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, good luck cannot continue to win...

The next second.

The originally ferocious spiritual energy flying sword stopped one meter away from Ning Cheng. The sword body trembled crazily, and then the spiritual energy collapsed and turned into fragments scattered in front of Ning Cheng's eyes.

"How is it possible! The spiritual energy is gone?"

The young master of the Spirit Sword Sect spit out a mouthful of blood again!

Anger hits the heart!

wrong!

I was definitely too anxious just now, so I didn't release enough spiritual energy.

That's why the spiritual energy sword was broken.

He consoled himself frantically.

In the sky.
To be continued...