The mountain wind is biting and the autumn leaves are bleak.
The devastation all over the ground seemed to be silently telling the tragedy that had just been experienced here.
On the gravel wasteland, two figures stood tall.
They were motionless, as stiff as two statues made of clay and stone.
"You want to kill me?" After a long time, one of them took the initiative to say.
His voice was old and somewhat outrageous, but his appearance was that of a young man in his twenties.
Song Qingyuan saw murderous intent in Jiang Ning's eyes.
Jiang Ning did not deny it and said, "Why don't you want to kill me?"
Similarly, in Song Qingyuan's eyes, he also saw murderous intent.
One moment, the person who was working together to advance and retreat and could leave life and death to the other party, the next moment, all he can think about is how to kill the other party.
People's hearts are unpredictable, that's probably what they say.
"What he said is true." Song Qingyuan did not answer Jiang Ning's question, but expressed the doubt in his heart in a positive tone.
Jiang Ning understood what he was talking about.
Song Qingyuan believed what Xiong Feihu said before he died.
"You already have the answer in your heart, what's the point of saying this anymore?" Jiang Ning sneered, but he opened the wound on his body and grinned in pain.
Song Qingyuan took a deep breath of cold air.
Jiang Ning's words not only did not make Song Qingyuan happy, but instead made him frown, feeling a faint uneasiness in his heart, and even a hint of... fear!
Since the birth of Kyushu Continent, it has never been unified. Now, a man of destiny suddenly appears and will rule the entire Kyushu Continent in the future.
Just thinking about it is incredible!
Not to mention that the unified person is standing in front of him at this moment.
This feeling is simply scarier than seeing a ghost in broad daylight.
At this moment, in Song Qingyuan's eyes, Jiang Ning was the truly ferocious ghost, the source of fear, the creatures in the restricted area and the source of all future chaos.
"You must die!"
In the midst of fear and entanglement, Song Qingyuan said in a strange way.
Jiang Ning was not surprised and said seriously: "Yes, you must die too."
They both want to kill each other.
No, it is confirmed that the other party must be killed!
But reality is often cruel, just like most things in the world will never be changed by someone's will.
Even land gods cannot do this.
In terms of combat strength, both Jiang Ning and Song Qingyuan were seriously injured. If the two of them fought forcefully, it is very likely that their injuries would worsen first and they would lose their lives before the other.
Therefore, this has become the source of mutual fear between them.
Secondly, the battle at Giant Whale Mountain was so extensive and the casualties were so tragic that it had attracted the attention of the city lord's palace.
In the sky, a stream of light visible to the naked eye is speeding towards here.
Even if Jiang Ning could fight to kill Song Qingyuan, what chance would he have of escaping?
The same worry also played in Song Qingyuan's heart.
As the Great Sun God, he was inseparable from the chaos at Giant Whale Mountain. Based on his understanding of Qiu Chaoyang, he would definitely not get any good results if he went back.
So...should we make Kyushu more chaotic in the future?
He was also struggling in his heart.
The two of them still did not choose to take action, but the dozens of streams of light on the horizon were getting closer and closer. Behind the streams of light, there was even more aura that seemed to be that of a semi-immortal powerhouse surging.
Jiang Ning was struggling in his eyes.
This is an extremely difficult choice to make!
Suddenly, the voice of a strong Yangshen realm broke in.
"Boss, reinforcements are coming!" A figure appeared from the top of the mountain.
It was the disabled young man who previously owned Henry Zhang's folding fan.
Of course, he was not disabled originally. The reason why he fell into this fate was all thanks to Jiang Ning.
Fortunately, Yang Shen realm cultivators have strong vitality and have the best elixir given by the city lord, so they can regain their ability to move in a short time.
Otherwise, he can only crawl on the ground like a maggot.
Jiang Ning's attention was attracted by him, and he instantly remembered that he wanted to ask the young man about the fan. He immediately used the same force he used to deal with Song Qingyuan on the young man without even thinking about it.
He turned into a stream of light and headed straight towards the crippled young man.
Song Qingyuan reacted immediately and chased after him.
"Thief, you are so brave!"
Damn it, if the disabled young man dies again, Song Qingyuan may really have to run for his life.
But his speed was still a step slower. Jiang Ning appeared in front of the young man first, and with a murderous intent, he grabbed his neck.
"Zhengchou couldn't find you, but he showed up on his own initiative. Don't come here, or I will break his neck right now!" Jiang Ning walked around behind the disabled young man, using him as a shield to restrain Song Qingyuan's attacks.
They were both seriously injured, but the disabled young man was no enemy of Jiang Ning.
It is not unreasonable to say that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
The disabled young man's body was stiff and he had difficulty breathing, but he did not dare to move.
He had been mentally tortured by Jiang Ning a long time ago. He thought Jiang Ning would die in the fight with Xiong Feihu, but he didn't expect that he was still alive and kicking.
If he had known this was the case, he would not have come to report it even if he was killed!
"Boss...Boss, help me!" The disabled young man's voice was trembling as he spoke.
As much as he hates Jiang Ning, he is now afraid of Jiang Ning.
Song Qingyuan gasped, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost solidified.
He had burned his Yangshen, and now he could no longer stand upright, especially as his internal organs felt like magma had been poured into them, causing extremely burning pain.
"Let him go!" Song Qingyuan said while looking for an opportunity to take action.
Jiangning is not much better.
He was almost like a beast, pressing most of his body on the disabled young man.
Because of his serious injury, Jiang Ning found it very difficult to stand, so he had to have something beside him to support him to barely guarantee that he would not fall down.
"You can let him go, but you need to help me escape." Jiang Ning was not a murderous person. The reason why he tortured the disabled young man was just to find out the whereabouts of Henry Zhang.
If the disabled young man cooperates, he will not kill anyone.
The same is true now. His original purpose of catching the disabled young man was still there, but in view of the changes in the situation at hand, Jiang Ning needs to squeeze more of his use value.
For example, help yourself escape and escape from the Giant Whale Mountain.
Jiang Ning could see that Song Qingyuan was actually not bad in nature and valued friendship. He might be able to use the weight in his hand to maximize his benefits.
However, facing Jiang Ning's request, Song Qingyuan shook his head.
"Sorry, I can't help you."
Jiang Ning's eyes turned cold and he said, "It seems you don't believe I will kill him?"
As he spoke, he used all his fingers to pinch, causing the young man to roll his eyes.
"Stop!" Seeing this, Song Qingyuan hurriedly yelled: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but you can't escape at all. You can change the conditions, or I can be your hostage."
Seeing that he didn't look like he was faking it, Jiang Ning couldn't help but become confused.
"Why do you think I can't escape?" He rolled his eyes and asked deliberately.
Song Qingyuan could tell that he wanted to get information from him, but he didn't intend to hide anything.
Hearing this, he said calmly: "Among the high-level combat forces of Dongjie City, in addition to the Twelve Yang Gods, there are two semi-immortals, plus two divine masters, one of whom is a fortune teller."
He didn't say a name, but everyone knew who he was referring to.
The dead Xiong Feihu.
Jiang Ning frowned, with a bad feeling in his heart, and asked: "Where is the other one?"
Song Qingyuan sighed and uttered seven words.
"Master of the fate-breaking formation, Ming Wenming!"