Yan Ning didn't have the slightest pity for these zombies.

They used to be powerful in the ancient city of Huangsha, but I don't know how many poor people were tortured to death by them, and now Yan Ning gave them a happy death, I'm afraid they were all cheap.

He Ziyin stood stunned, a wave of anger welling up in his heart.

Why, why did Yan Ning, this little brute, have to oppose me! When he was in Longhu Mountain, he cheated me, and the purple armor zombie guards who slaughtered me in the ancient city of Huangsha, the Great Dao of the Immortal Sect, why can't this layman understand it!

"Yan Ning!"

He Ziyin's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Today you will definitely die!"

Yan Ning was still immersed in the joy of obtaining a large number of zombie essence blood, and was interrupted by He Ziyin's inappropriate voice, and suddenly felt slightly unhappy: "What's the matter?

"-you-mom!"

Rao is He Ziyin is so good-tempered, he couldn't help but scold his mother angrily, he stomped his foot fiercely, and the huge force almost shattered the bluestone slab under his feet!

His body rushed towards Yan Ning like a cannonball!

Before Yan Ning could move, those resentful spirits who were sincerely following Yan Ning stopped them, and the two hundred resentful spirits formed a high wall of black qi, blocking between Yan Ning and He Ziyin.

When Yan Ning saw this scene, he couldn't help but change his face, and hurriedly shouted: "You are not his opponents, come back!"

It's a pity that He Ziyin's speed was too fast, and before those resentful spirits could react, he waved the folding fan in his hand, and one after another golden light hit the wall, and every time the golden light fell, several resentful spirits screamed and scattered!

At this time, those resentful spirits understood He Ziyin's strength, and hurriedly dodged it, He Ziyin sneered: "A group of wastes who don't measure themselves!"

"You all step down, protect my friends, and leave He Ziyin to me!"

Yan Ning gave an order, and all the resentful spirits retreated to Li Feifei's side and protected Li Feifei in it.

Li Feifei's eyes reflected a majestic back, this man was holding a long knife, moving forward, as if as long as he was in front of him, even if the sky fell, he could carry it!

This is Yan Ning!

Yan Ning's eyes burst out with unprecedented battle intent, he roared, stepped forward with the Stygian Breaking Knife, and fought with He Ziyin, and in the blink of an eye, he had already fought for more than a dozen rounds, and he was even up and down for a while!

He Ziyin was Yan Ning's most powerful enemy he had ever encountered other than Fan Wusu, and even the falling dust holding the Dome Breaking Nail was inferior to him.

The opponent is an elder of Longhu Mountain who has lived for hundreds of years, and Yan Ning is just a Maoshan orphan who has been cultivating for less than two years and has become a monk halfway!

"Aren't you a disciple of the Wu Sect, where is your golden needle? What about your Northern Emperor Divine Curse? Come out and face me!"

He Ziyin had a cruel and crazy smile on the corner of his mouth, and the golden light in the folding fan shone brightly, faintly gaining the upper hand.

"Since you took the initiative to ask for it, I don't satisfy you, I'm afraid everyone will say that I discriminate against yin and yang people. So...... Pick it up!"

Yan Ning sneered, and slashed at He Ziyin, He Ziyin really used a folding fan to respond, Yan Ning used his strength to retreat back dozens of meters, and at the same time, he had already pinched out the Dao seal in his hand:

"The cave reaches the three realms and shines on the eight wildernesses. The demons rebuke, and all the ghosts perished. With a wave of self, the sect of ten thousand transformations. Urgently recruit the Northern Emperor Mighty God to break through all evils with one palm!"

The huge palm shadow instantly formed in front of Yan Ning, but Yan Ning's offensive would not be so simple, just listen to him recite the mantra of seventy-two golden needles, and those seventy-two golden needles all flew into the palm shadow of the Northern Emperor's divine might!

A palm shadow with seventy-two golden needles, just thinking about it makes me numb, who would dare to take it hard?

But He Ziyin dares!

He Ziyin, who was red-eyed, originally looked down on Yan Ning's Northern Emperor Divine Curse, even if he added the golden needle escort, he had absolute confidence that he could smash the Northern Emperor Divine Curse in one fell swoop!

I saw He Ziyin suddenly lower his head and put the folding fan behind him, his skin aged rapidly, and the back of his hand became extremely rough, and the wrinkles were like the bark of an old tree.

Suddenly, he raised his head, and an extremely old face appeared in front of Yan Ning, and Yan Ning was immediately frightened back half a step: "Grass, it's so ugly!"

He Ziyin ignored Yan Ning's taunt, and the Dao duel in his hand was pinched quickly, and in the blink of an eye, all the kung fu had been beaten, and then, he read in a cold voice:

"The wind and rain are thundering, and all things are created. I returned to the Xuantian Era six today, and flew away and the god symbol hit the stars. Gold, wood, Saturn, and water and fire, the magic is clever to shake the heavens. At the beginning of the handover, the end of the handover, the Taiyi Zun holds great power. I will fly to the road ahead, and I will hurry with the order. Dragon Tiger Mountain Xuanyin Creation Hand, Edict!"

I saw that in mid-air, a blood-red hand slowly condensed and stopped in front of the Beidi Divine Curse, and then in Yan Ning's shocked gaze, he pinched the Northern Emperor Divine Curse in the palm of his hand!

A huge sound came, and the blood-colored big hand actually crushed the Northern Emperor Divine Curse!

"Hahaha, Yan Ning, it's really unexpected to be able to force me to this point, but you have to die today!"

He Ziyin looked up to the sky and laughed, not preparing to give Yan Ning the slightest time to breathe, so he controlled his big hand and slapped it towards Yan Ning!

However, he originally imagined that Yan Ning's frightened expression did not appear on Yan Ning's face, but instead saw the trace of battle intent in Yan Ning's eyes!

War!

Yan Ning was not afraid at all, and actually jumped high and met He Ziyin's blood-colored big hand head-on!

"You...... Looking for death!" After He Ziyin was surprised, he worked harder, his face was bruised and protruding, and he was ready to correct Yan Ning on the spot!

Yan Ning had seen this big hand, when he was on Longhu Mountain, Zhang Daofeng had used this trick to wipe out Jiang Wu's Sky Swallowing Python on the spot, He Ziyin would know this trick, Yan Ning was not surprised.

The reason why he dared to meet him head-on was because he had absolute confidence that he could destroy this big hand!

"The Jade Emperor has a few edicts, and the law is true. The golden light is intertwined, shining on the dry kun. I have broken the soul and subdued all souls. Thousands of demons and gods!"

The mantra of the Yitang White Tiger Slash echoed in the sky, and He Ziyin said disdainfully: "Just rely on the Yitang White Tiger Slash, you want to take over my Xuanyin Creation Hand?"

A smile appeared on Yan Ning's face in mid-air: "The Immortal Breaking Knife may not work, but what if it is replaced by Kunwu!"

Before the words fell, Yan Ning's heart moved, and he summoned the Kunwu Sword from the Sumeru Ring, replacing the Immortal Broken Sword held high in his hand, at this moment, the wind and clouds changed color, and the dark sword body of the Kunwu Sword actually let out an earth-shattering roar!

What rushed out in the next second was not the white tiger He Ziyin originally thought, but a guy with a dark body and horns on his head, half dragon and half tiger!

This strange beast shadow, without any hesitation, rushed towards the huge palm in mid-air, and when the two parties met, the big hand summoned by He Ziyin was scattered by the monster without the slightest resistance! )

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