"Sect Master, Lord Thousand-Faced Shadow Demon lost contact half an hour ago. ”

A man in black bowed down and said.

Wu Yazi opened his eyes slightly, frowned and said: "The demon of the world is back, I thought that Jiang Ning was young and young, and he would not have too high cultivation, and the Thousand-Faced Shadow Demon was enough to deal with him, but since Shao Peng's defeat, there is a need to reestimate his strength, and I can even feel that his aura is approaching here, and he will take crazy revenge on the Dark Martial Sect." ”

He pondered for a moment, and then suddenly said, "He has come." ”

Outside the villa, Jiang Ning stood with his hands in his hands, and in front of him, several disciples of the Dark Martial Sect blocked the way.

"Dark Martial Arts, the trespasser is dead. ”

The first disciple warned in a deep voice, and the rest of the disciples gathered their dark energy, ready to attack.

Jiang Ning completely ignored them and slowly walked towards the villa.

Seeing that Jiang Ning didn't listen to the warning, the Dark Martial Sect disciples immediately attacked, and more than a dozen Dark Martial Artists rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

The figure paused halfway, and they were surprised to find that their bodies could not move, as if they were controlled by an invisible force.

A chill flashed in Jiang Ning's eyes: "I can't help myself." ”

With a wave of sword qi, more than a dozen Dark Martial Sect disciples flew out upside down, and a faint blood mark appeared between their eyebrows, but blood spurted out from the back of their heads, and their skulls were pierced by sword qi.

The corpse fell to the ground, and Jiang Ning had already walked into the villa.

The villa was very large, and there was silence, as if it was empty, Jiang Ning stopped, and he saw a blood-red blade held in Shao Peng's left hand.

"We meet again. ”

Shao Peng's hand clenched the blood drinking knife, his domineering spirit was raised to the peak state, and he said coldly.

Jiang Ning said lightly: "You are not my opponent, get out of the way." ”

Shao Peng smiled coldly: "Then you have to ask the blood drinking knife in my hand first!"

Before the words fell, the Blood Drinking Knife swung out, and a red light slashed straight in.

There was a loud bang, the dust was flying, and the domineering sword qi split the ground into a bottomless ravine, and the dust raised covered Jiang Ning.

Shao Peng put away the knife, his eyes were like electricity, and he quietly waited for the smoke and dust to dissipate.

Jiang Ning stood proudly, and the ravine cut by the sword wind came to an abrupt end at his feet.

Shao Peng frowned slightly, that knife was already the embodiment of his strongest domineering, but it couldn't hurt Jiang Ning in the slightest, and the gap between the two levels was fully revealed.

He took a deep breath, his domineering aura condensed on the blade again, and rushed towards Jiang Ning, the blood drinking knife was behind him, and it was marked from his waist, and a knife wind slashed out.

Jiang Ning raised a finger, the sword qi condensed at the fingertips, and with a seemingly random tap, there was a sound of metal staggering in the air, Shao Peng, who was rushing forward, staggered back, and the sword wind was shattered by Jiang Ning's finger, and he was also shocked by the remaining force.

Shao Peng suppressed the internal injuries, and there was still blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Ning flashed over, and his fingertips emitted one hundred and eight sword qi, instantly enveloping Shao Peng.

In Shao Peng's pupils, countless sword lights flashed, he roared wildly, the knife in his left hand rotated rapidly, and the domineering sword wind attached to it formed a defensive barrier, and the sound of metal clashing sounded again, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sword qi blade collided in the air, and more than 100 times between the lightning and flint.

With a pop, the last sword qi pierced through Shao Peng's left shoulder, and he fell backwards again, blood gushed out, and the hand holding the knife in his left hand trembled.

"Your left hand meridians are damaged, and you are no longer able to use your left hand knife, and the victory is decided. ”

Jiang Ning said coldly, raised his hand and sent out a sword qi that hit Shao Peng's chest.

Shao Peng opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out upside down and fell to the ground, and soon lost consciousness.

"Shao Peng is the most talented martial artist in the Dark Martial Sect, and he doesn't even have the ability to force you to use the sword, the strength of the demon outside the world is really unfathomable. ”

An old man walked out of the villa, and naturally he was the Sect Master of the Dark Martial Sect.

Jiang Ning frowned slightly, he couldn't sense the breath of a martial artist from the old man, the sect master of the Dark Martial Sect was naturally not an ordinary person, there could only be one explanation, that is, Wu Yazi had reached the realm of sending and receiving freely and returning to the basics.

"Demon of the world, you dare to come to the Dark Martial Sect alone, and you are quite courageous, but you want to fight against the entire Dark Martial Sect on your own, isn't it too self-conscious?"

Jiang Ning said coldly: "I don't like to owe others, and I don't like to be owed by others, if I provoke me, I must pay the price, and the Dark Martial Sect will disappear from today." ”

Wu Yazi's face was as usual: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Ning said lightly: "Yes." ”

Wu Yazi's pupils contracted for a while, deliberately revealing the realm, I thought that Jiang Ning would be afraid, but he obviously felt his confidence, could he really be fearless?

"You are still young, you don't know the status of the Dark Martial Sect, behind the Dark Martial Sect, there are the three strongest families among the Huaxia Martial Artists, can you compete with the entire Huaxia Martial Dao?"

Wu Yazi changed his strategy, trying in vain to use his power to make Jiang Ning afraid.

Jiang Ning pulled up a smile: "The Huaxia Martial Arts World has nothing to do with me, even if it is an enemy of the whole world?"

Wu Yazi appeared angry: "Don't be ashamed!"

An extremely strong aura erupted from his body, and the clothes on his body were windless, and his palms were raised, ready to go.

In front of the extremely deterrent aura, Jiang Ning was as steady as Mount Tai, and the sword qi ran for a week, tearing and cutting the aura of the cliffless son.

The two had never fought each other, but the battle of breath was even more intense.

Wu Yazi's eyes changed from confidence, to doubt, from doubt to fear, and finally from fear to fear.

His incomparably powerful domineering aura was impossible to exert in front of Jiang Ning, and the sword qi that was even more powerful than domineering instantly cut his aura into dust.

Wu Yazi retreated continuously, as if shrouded in a sword aura, and if he didn't retreat, he would only end up in a different place.

Jiang Ning stepped forward, and within one step he arrived in front of Wu Yazi, his fist was swung out, Wu Yazi's breath was disordered, and he couldn't parry, and he was hit in the chest by Jiang Ning's punch, and all the true qi of the protective body was shattered.

Without waiting for Wu Yazi to re-condense his domineering energy, Jiang Ning punched again, Tiangang's qi was extremely strong, and the sharp piercing with sword qi pierced Wu Yazi's body.

Wu Yazi flew upside down, blood surging in his chest, he looked at Jiang Ning in horror, and shouted in a hissed voice: "If you dare to kill me, you will be hunted down by all the martial arts families in Huaxia!"

"I've been hunted down by the whole world, and I still care about how many martial arts families?"

Jiang Ning walked forward coldly, without any intention of stopping.

Wu Yazi felt that the footsteps of the god of death were approaching, and changed from a roar to a pleading: "Please don't kill me, no matter what you ask, I will promise you!"

Jiang Ning stood still in front of him and said lightly, "No need." ”

Before the words fell, a cold light flashed, Wu Yazi's pupils quickly dilated, and a blood mark quickly expanded in his throat, and then a puff of blood mist burst out.

After killing Wu Yazi, Jiang Ning glanced at the villa: "The Dark Martial Sect will become history. ”

A sword aura swung out, and the entire villa turned into ruins.