In two moves, he broke the Xuanyin Creation Hand, and Yan Ning's strength growth was completely beyond He Ziyin's imagination.

"Yin and Yang people, suffer death!"

Yan Ning let out a loud shout, and sent out two more Northern Emperor Divine Curses one after another, and the two huge divine palms struck left and right.

At this time, even He Ziyin didn't dare to resist hard, and with the force under his feet, he actually flew more than ten meters high in one go!

The two Northern Emperor Divine Powers struck together, and the aftermath of the huge explosion suddenly lifted He Ziyin in mid-air, and a huge pit appeared on the mountain, and the smoke and dust were flying, and it could not be calm for a long time.

The disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain standing below were already stunned, this level of explosion was really something that mortals could do? Could it be that this Yan Ning had already reached the level of Dragon Tiger Mountain Great Heavenly Master Zhang Daofeng?

It's just a humanoid bomb, okay!

And the disciples of Xinmao Mountain all cheered with joy, this is their Yan Sanye, a legendary figure! After less than two years of cultivation, his strength is so strong, he has rescued everyone from fire and water, and now he is leading them to destroy the Immortal Sect that has been oppressing them!

In the smoke and dust, a figure flashed, and it turned out to be Yan Ning rushing out of the air!

As soon as his mind moved, the Dark Breaking Knife had already appeared in Yan Ning's hand, and the sharp blade was glowing with a strange blue light, and everyone was a little chilled when they saw it!

Not to mention He Ziyin, who was lifted away, he turned his head and saw the Stygian Breaking Knife, and suddenly it was as if he had been poured cold water from his head, and he hurriedly adjusted his body and forcibly turned around to face Yan Ning.

Yan Ning raised the Immortal Breaking Knife and shouted, "Yin and Yang people, take me one more move!"

He Ziyin almost fainted in anger, Yan Ning, this kid had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and he couldn't get any benefits in his mouth at all, so he could only endure Yan Ning's obscene abuse.

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

The Yitang White Tiger Slash appeared instantly, and this time the White Tiger was even more fierce and powerful than before, and even its size had more than doubled!

"Could it be that this guy is the second generation of immortals, and he doesn't need to use his brains to cultivate?!How long has he only been away from the ancient city of Huangsha, why has he made such great progress?!" He Ziyin was so frightened that his heart was broken.

In fact, Yan Ning didn't expect that his progress would be so great, but he understood why he had made such great progress, all thanks to the Sumeru Ring!

The two hundred purple-armored zombies slaughtered in the ancient city of Huangsha, all their zombie essence blood was sucked into the Sumeru Ring by Yan Ning, and then used for cultivation after purification, Yan Ning thought that he had digested all their essence blood, but he didn't know that a few days later, there was a steady stream of new power in the Sumeru Ring pouring into his body.

It turned out that it also took time for the Sumeru Ring to purify the zombie essence blood, and the zombie essence blood that Yan Ning digested was even only one-third.

After many times of digestion, all those zombie essence blood had been absorbed by Yan Ning, although there was no more significant improvement in the body, but whenever Yan Ning used the Dao method, he always felt that a power that did not belong to this world could gush out of his body at all.

This is the power of the devil.

The white tiger had already pounced in front of him, and He Ziyin had nowhere to hide, so he could only grit his teeth fiercely and threw out his personal folding fan!

The folding fan flew in front of He Ziyin, and opened it by itself, only to see He Ziyin chanting words in his mouth, and one by one the magic seals were punched into the folding fan, and in an instant, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, and a giant folding fan phantom stopped in front of He Ziyin, protecting He Ziyin behind!

This scene is a bit like Zhuge Haoyue's Fengyue fan, but in terms of scale and power, it is much more powerful.

The white tiger hit his head on the phantom of the folding fan, and it shattered inch by inch, and it turned into green smoke and dissipated in the blink of an eye!

When Yan Ning saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Even the natal magic weapon was thrown out?"

The difference between the two is that the weapons they create can be updated at any time, but they can only choose one from beginning to end. And the natal magic weapon will definitely be more pleasing to the heart, making it easier for cultivators to touch the higher level of the weapon realm.

And the natal magic weapon is the magic weapon that grows with the cultivator, one is prosperous, one is lost, the magic weapon is damaged, the cultivator will also be affected to a certain extent, if the natal magic weapon is destroyed, the cultivator will be seriously injured and difficult to heal!

When a cultivator sacrifices his natal magic weapon, he can use some powerful magic techniques, and even kill opponents who are a few points stronger than himself!

Looking at this appearance, this folding fan is He Ziyin's natal magic weapon, no wonder he always holds it in his hand, originally Yan Ning thought that he was pretending to be forced, but now he knows the reason.

Now that He Ziyin was in a hurry, he directly threw out his natal magic weapon, which shows how much of a threat Yan Ning posed to him.

"Come!"

He Ziyin finally landed safely, and hurriedly beckoned, wanting to take back the folding fan.

But how could Yan Ning let him succeed so easily? At that moment, he pointed his sword and pointed at the folding fan in the air.

Phew-

Ninety golden needles shot out in vain in the sky, looking like meteors falling from the sky from a distance.

How dare He Ziyin let this group of "meteors" touch his natal magic weapon, and he couldn't stop thinking about it, but the layers of protective cover in the sky barely blocked the golden needle for a moment, and it was pierced by the golden needle.

At the same time, Yan Ning's attack also came, seeing that the Dark Broken Knife was about to cut off his head, and at the last moment, the folding fan finally broke through the layers of shackles and came to He Ziyin's face.

After getting the folding fan, the first thing He Ziyin did was to block it above his head, and sure enough, Yan Ning's Dark Breaking Knife fell instantly, the knife fans connected, and sparks flew everywhere!

Even Jiang Wujue couldn't help but smack his tongue, when Yan Ning and He Ziyin fought in the ancient city of Huangsha, they were still slightly behind, but now they seem to be pressing He Ziyin hard.

However, Yan Ning knew in his heart that he could play such an advantage entirely because of He Ziyin's light enemy in the early stage.

A master's move, a small mistake may bring irreparable consequences, He Ziyin underestimated Yan Ning's Northern Emperor Divine Curse at the beginning, and he was at a disadvantage.

But Yan Ning's advantage can't last long, once He Ziyin adjusts his state, he will be able to break the current situation back.

So in this battle, Yan Ning decided to fight quickly and kill He Ziyin in one go!

"Stop...... Stop!"

Just as Yan Ning was about to carry out the next round of attacks, He Ziyin suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Yan Ning listened, thinking that He Ziyin deliberately delayed time to adjust his state, and he didn't give him a chance, his mind moved, and the ninety golden needles that had been eyeing him on the side suddenly turned into streamers and rushed towards He Ziyin!

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