Chapter Eighty-Three: The Power of Time

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While speaking, Ning Haoran flipped his wrist, and when he landed, he held a crystal light giant axe in his hand, and the spiritual light on it flickered faintly, and it was extraordinary at a glance.

"This axe is good. Zhao An couldn't help but admire.

A hint of pride flashed on Ning Haoran's face, and he gently touched the axe, and said, "This axe contains thirty percent of fine iron, which is naturally not comparable to your low-level magic weapons." In fact, you and I have no grievances, there is no need to be so-for-tat, blame you for not opening your eyes and provoking people who shouldn't be provoked. ”

Facing the sun, a faint red glow shrouded the axe, and it was obvious that there were a lot of lives that died under this axe.

"Have you ever tried cutting off your own head with this axe?" Zhao An suddenly spoke, looking serious.

Ning Haoran's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say?"

Zhao An smiled slightly and said, "What I mean is very simple, I just want you to die!"

The next moment, Zhao An's pupils shrank suddenly, and his black eyes suddenly became slender, like the eyes of a snake, and his eyes suddenly emitted a strange light.

There was no time to react at all, while Zhao An's pupils shrank into a thin line, Ning Haoran was like a demon, the whole person seemed to be controlled by something, his expression and body froze in place, his whole body was motionless like a puppet, and the whole person was completely frozen in front of Zhao An's eyes.

"......"

A sound that seemed to gasp for cold air, and as if it was a snake came out of Zhao An's mouth, and then, the Yunhai Sect, which was originally full of immortal energy, suddenly had no aura, but was filled with a dead and salty taste, and even a trace of decay.

As far as the eye can see, the sky has been gray all day, and the surroundings have become very cold, and there is not the slightest anger between heaven and earth.

On the stands, several elders of the Yunhai Sect were of different shapes, with stiff smiles on their faces, like puppets, controlled by invisible thin lines, unable to move for half a minute.

And the most interesting thing is Han Da, I saw that Han Da was tilting his head sideways at this time, and at a position half an arm away from his face, there was a mouthful of thick phlegm that paused steadily in mid-air, obviously just spit out.

In the blink of an eye, except for Zhao An, everyone's time was stopped! Listening to the sound of his own breathing in his ears, and looking at the paused movements and expressions of everyone around him, in an instant, Zhao An felt that only he was the king of this time!

He could even kill everyone if he wanted to!

This is the power of time!

Although he had practiced many times when he was in the forbidden land before, but now that it was really applied to the battle, Zhao An's heart still felt unbelievable.

Although it was only a short period of three breaths, this terrifying power was not at all comparable to his previous ability to slow down!

Without hesitation, Zhao An performed the longitudinal wind technique under his feet, and the whole person rushed towards Ning Haoran like the wind.

Although the time left for Zhao An is only a short three breaths, after three breaths, everything around will return to normal, but for Zhao An, it is enough for him to kill Ning Haoran!

Between the rushing of his body, Zhao An unceremoniously grabbed Ning Haoran's wrist and lifted his hand upwards violently, and the cold light of the axe suddenly shot out, slashing at Ning Haoran's neck.

Ning Haoran looked ahead blankly, ignoring the danger in front of him at all, not to mention hiding, not even a trace of change in his expression.

"Cheap for you. Zhao An snorted coldly, and between the swings of his right hand, Ning Haoran's head was like tofu, and it was easily cut horizontally by a giant axe.

One turned around, and just when Zhao An stood back in place, the time of three breaths came in a hurry!

Zhao An's slender pupils instantly changed back to their original appearance, and the smell of dead and salty in the air suddenly dissipated, and the rich aura once again filled every corner of the stands.

"Senior Brother Zhao, come on!"

"Senior Brother Zhao will win!"

"Lao Ning, give him some color and take a look, don't be soft!"

The noisy voice came into Zhao An's mind again, and in the extreme quiet, this sudden burst of sound shook Zhao An with a slight headache.

The thick phlegm on the stand had already fallen to the ground, and at this time, Han Da was picking his nose, looking around with a bored expression, his legs twitching one by one, obviously for Zhao An's level of competition, he couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

"Lao Ning, do it, what do you want!"

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Ning Haoran make a move, and finally someone couldn't help but shout loudly.

After all, just now for Zhao An, it was a full three breaths and a murderous kung fu, but in the eyes of everyone, the two of them clearly just stood on the stage, and when they saw that they didn't move each other, they had a trace of doubt in their hearts.

Zhou Ze hid in the crowd, tiptoeing, and also stretched his neck curiously to look over, but under this look, Zhou Ze's face suddenly changed, his eyes stared straight at Ning Haoran, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Impossible...... It's impossible!"

Zhou Ze muttered softly in his mouth, his steps kept retreating, and his eyes were full of horror.

And at this moment, all the elders in the stands also stared at Ning Haoran, and their eyes fell on Ning Haoran's body.

Among the disciples of the Yunhai Sect, there are many people who can observe words and expressions, and when they saw that the elder's expression changed, someone suddenly made the surroundings quiet, and looked at the stage one by one in confusion.

"Bang"

Suddenly, Ning Haoran's head flew up into the sky suddenly, bleeding like an infusion, and under the huge impact, the head flew up several feet before falling straight down, and rolled to the side with a grunt, but the face of the head was still a quiet and proud look.

Specks of blood spilled in the air, fell around, and splashed on Zhao An's face and body.

Zhao An's eyes were cold, and the blood on his body made him look even more terrifying. Slowly raising his head and looking at the remaining few people, Zhao An smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and said slowly,

"The junior brother also wants to challenge a few senior brothers, and ask a few senior brothers to teach ...... It would be better if we could do it together. ”

What the!

Everyone around was stunned, and everyone looked at the stage in amazement, unable to believe their eyes.

Obviously, Ning Haoran was fine last moment, but in the blink of an eye, his head actually fell off by himself!

It's just weird!

Several elders even looked horrified, and glanced at each other, but they all saw confusion and incomprehension in each other's eyes.

There is a huge Yunhai Sect, and no one can see clearly when and how Ning Haoran died. After all, no matter how fast Zhao An's speed was, it was completely impossible to kill people in the blink of an eye.

Just when everyone was shocked and speechless, there was a person who was trembling with excitement, and his eyes were flashing with terrifying essence, staring at Zhao An deadly.

"Ahem...... Phew! This move, this move is too powerful! Lao Tzu has to fight him!"

Han Da put one hand on Li Ziming's body, and because he was too excited, he almost hugged Li Ziming in his arms, and Li Ziming's face was pale and his lips trembled.