Chapter 398: Zhang Ning's Death

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The young man who fell to the ground foamed at the mouth, bleeding from his seven orifices, and let out an angry roar when he looked up to the sky.

In the gray space, the number of fire ravens is getting smaller and smaller, and there are wrecks everywhere.

In the same way, the amount of blood is becoming scarcer and thinner.

1,000 wounded and 800 self-inflicted.

Ye Lingtian had been exhausted by the tragic confrontation until now, and both of them had almost run out of oil.

"Ye Lingtian, you forced me, today is either you die or I die!" A hoarse voice came from the blood, and the thin blood mass began to gradually condense into a human form, and it was Zhang Ning with a pale face.

At this moment, his face was hideous, and his voice was a little hysterical and crazy, "No one has ever forced me to be like this!" Never! Ye Lingtian, I must break you into pieces! ā€

Ye Lingtian's indifferent voice echoed in the space: "Is it useful to say this?" You can come out and talk about it. ā€

Although he is also very weak, even foaming at the mouth, he believes that in this gray space, this is his home field, and he has an innate advantage, even if he tries his best, as long as he kills Zhang Ning, it will be considered a victory.

"Really?" Zhang Ning suddenly smiled evilly, pinched a seal with one hand, and a cloud of blood churned on the surface of the whole person.

"Not good!"

Ye Lingtian always paid attention to the movements of this mortal enemy, and when he saw Zhang Ning's movements, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he tried his best to urge the fire crows to surround and devour him.

Quack quack!

The remaining fire ravens surrounded them, trying to devour them.

"Don't you think it's too late?" Zhang Ning smiled evilly on his face, and only heard him shout softly: "Explosion!" ā€

Rumble!

A huge wave of blood flew, and the entire gray space trembled.

Zhang Ning, he actually chose to blow himself up!

The sword-shaped blood formed by the huge blood condensed scattered in all directions, turning into a circle of blood cloud impact.

Poof!

Like the sound of a balloon being punctured, Ye Lingtian's Fire Crow Technique was broken like this!

This was the first time he had experienced a broken pupil.

Any secret technique can be broken by someone, and the fire crow's technique was broken, and the secret technique backfired, causing even more serious damage to his already injured body.

Burst!

Ye Lingtian opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and blood flowed from his eyes.

The gray space was broken, Zhang Ning's figure appeared, and the whole person looked very pale.

The two of them were still standing under the water, as if they had never left.

This is a battle of gods and souls, and the pupil technique of the Fire Raven Art binds the two in the gray space, unable to break free.

There, Ye Lingtian was fighting at home and had a natural advantage.

However, Zhang Ning's strength was so strong that he even thought of using such a method to forcibly break through the control of the pupil technique.

Vicious!

He is cruel to others, and even more cruel to himself!

This kind of lose-lose approach, one bad thing is death.

Those who dare to gamble with their lives are either crazy or ruthless.

The corners of Ye Lingtian's mouth twitched, and he felt a little pity in his heart, such a situation was flattened by him, this Zhang Ning deserved to be his old enemy.

The latter stared at Ye Lingtian coldly, with a faint smile on his face as a victor: "If you have any other tricks, just use them." Before you die, I'm going to convince you to lose. ā€

"Don't be complacent!"

Ye Lingtian drummed the true yuan, and looked up to the sky with a long roar, like a dragon chanting straight to the nine heavens.

The blood in the Seven Apertures suddenly stopped, and the injury began to recover rapidly, and he urged the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique to quickly repair his body.

As if in response, a dragon groan was heard in the extreme distance under the water, and a small black shadow broke through the waves.

"That's" This time it was Zhang Ning's turn to show nervousness.

The unknown is what he fears most, and although he never thought he would lose, he will never allow any accidents to happen.

The voice from a distance should be Ye Lingtian's back hand, so he made a decisive move to cut off this kind of accident.

"Hey, let you make many arrangements, you can't escape death today, suffer death!"

Zhang Ning's figure flickered, he pulled out the flying sword he was carrying, and rushed towards Ye Lingtian with a large afterimage.

He didn't want to wait any longer, and if he waited any longer, he would be more surprised.

The flying sword spewed cold light, and a layer of fine runes on the blade flickered, and the blood light on the flying sword could still be seen underwater, and I don't know how many people's blood had been sucked, which was daunting.

Sou!

The next thing under the water flew extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it flew in front of Ye Lingtian, just blocking the way of the flying sword.

While!

The flying sword slashed at the flying black object with a dull crashing sound.

The flying sword slammed upside down and flew out, but the Sky Burning Stick was unscathed.

The collision erupted, and a series of pearl-sized bubbles floated away.

"Burning the sky!"

Ye Lingtian saw the coming thing clearly, and he was immediately overjoyed.

A stick intent appeared at the bottom of the water, didn't the Burning Sky Stick go down to find its own opportunity?

Why did it come up so quickly, could it have been completely absorbed?

Now is not the time to doubt, it's good that the Burning Sky Stick is back, so what am I afraid of?

"It's not certain who lives and who dies, look at the stick!"

Ye Lingtian's expression was greatly invigorated, and he grabbed the Burning Sky Stick with all his strength, urging the Burning Heaven Stick Method to strike hard.

The long-lost familiarity came to his heart, and the long stick took up an arc, stirring the water to attack Zhang Ning.

There was a slight creaking of the bones of his arms, and there was a sharp pain in the muscles and meridians.

"How could it be" Ye Lingtian showed a look of surprise.

With his second golden body, such a situation actually appeared, it was really because this Sky Burning Stick was too heavy.

Weighs more than 10,000 catties!

The previous Heaven Burning Stick was definitely not so heavy, and after only a few hours, it was actually completed this amazing transformation, and Ye Lingtian became more and more happy in his heart.

It seems to be an understatement, but it seems to be fast and slow.

Zhang Ning's face was solemn, and the flying sword in his hand was raised and thrown, shooting towards Ye Lingtian.

It's a lose-lose game again.

"A sword flying immortal!"

This sword is tricky and weird, without a trace, and unlike the heavy and heavy work of the Burning Sky Stick, the flying sword takes a light and weird angle.

If this sword was hit, Ye Lingtian would definitely die in Huangquan.

With this sword, the enemy will be saved.

No one will joke with their own lives, Zhang Ning believes, even if the other party has a heavy weapon? Don't you have to take it back like that?

There was a hint of sneer and determination in his eyes.

He even calculated Ye Lingtian's next series of moves, and he had a prepared backhand.

You're in control.

Zhang Ning was full of confidence in himself, and this invincible posture could be seen on the faces of many monks.

Laugh at!

The flying sword directly cut through Ye Lingtian's lower abdomen, and a bright blood flower bloomed in the water, getting bigger and bigger.

Zhang Ning showed a stunned look, "He actually didn't stop?" Worst! ā€

The Burning Sky Stick struck with the power of the sky and the earth cracking, only a dull sound was heard, and Zhang Ning's head was smashed like a watermelon.

His body suddenly cracked, accompanied by a terrifying sound of flesh and bone splitting, and he was blasted by Ye Lingtian.

Zhang Ning, dead!