"You're finally here." Zuo Jingming looked at Yan Ning and smiled pleasantly, as if the person in front of him was already his caged bird, a turtle in an urn, and let him slaughter it.

The wind blows, and the leaves are rolled up all over the sky. The wind whistled and blew on the mountain, as if it knew that something was about to happen, and the whistling became more and more urgent, as if it was about to puncture people's eardrums, sharp and urgent.

Yan Ning forced himself to calm down, his hand unconsciously touched his scabbard, and when he touched the familiar lines, he dared to put down a piece of his heart slightly, and pretended to be calm in front of Zuo Jingming.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. In the duel between the two, if the difference in strength is too great, then it only takes a few eyes to meet to determine the winner.

"I guess you know why I'm standing here?" Zuo Jingming said.

"Sorry, I don't know." Yan Ning pretended not to know, but he was secretly accumulating strength inside, waiting for a glimmer of life to defeat Zuo Jingming.

Zuo Jingming naturally saw through Yan Ning's little trick and sneered: "You don't think you can go back alive today, right?" If you know each other, end yourself, otherwise if you wait until I draw my sword, you will die an ugly death. ”

Yan Ning was silent, taking advantage of the gap between Zuo Jingming's words, he drew his sword with his backhand, and jumped forward at great speed and stabbed him in the chest with all his might. Zuo Jingming didn't expect Yan Ning to make such a quick move, so he only had time to pick up the scabbard to resist, and was forced to take two steps back by Yan Ning's strength.

Although it was unexpected, that little injury was not painful or itchy for Zuo Jingming, at most it made him breathe disordered. In less than a moment, he had recovered.

However, Yan Ning no longer had a chance to sneak attack.

It was Zuo Jingming's turn to fight back.

He snorted coldly, shook his sword, and immediately raised the sword shadow in the sky. The surging sword intent struck towards Yan Ning, and Rao was she thought that she was dodging fast enough, but she still suffered internal injuries and spit out a mouthful of blood.

And this has not yet used Zuo Jingming's seventy percent strength.

"I said it a long time ago, let you end it on your own, and you can still die a decent death."

"It's a pity you didn't listen."

"You said that you should be a disciple of the Xianle Sect, but you still want to confuse my eldest brother."

"I can't keep you."

Every time Zuo Jingming said a word, he swung a sword. The sword shadows were like dense nets like Yan Ning's cover, even if she dodged carefully and used twelve strengths, she was still scarred and embarrassed.

Yan Ning gasped and looked at Zuo Jingming fiercely, with deep anger hidden in his eyes. She had never been so humiliated since she was conscious, like a lamb that was only to be slaughtered and had no room to fight back. She finally understood that in the face of absolutely powerful strength, any conspiracy and trickery was child's play, and even before she had time to think carefully, she was tossed by Zuo Jingming and was powerless to fight back.

"Ink Dye won't approve of you doing this." Yan Ning stood up with the scabbard, "What's more, you took his jade card to trick me into coming here." ”

"Slut, stop talking!" Zuo Jingming shouted angrily, and his handsome face began to distort, "Do you know what kind of person Mo Dye is?" He is smart, witty and decisive, and he will not be bound by feelings. Only when the Demon Sect is in the hands of people like him can it be carried forward and fulfilled, and only then can we fulfill the long-cherished wish of our Demon Sect to dominate the rivers and lakes. When the time comes, where will anyone in the world dare to say that we are evil and dare to scold us for being demons? We set the rules, and everyone must honor us as kings. ”

"But you've ruined it all! The ink dye changed, he began to lie, he began to stop caring about the Demon Sect, and even wanted to escape from the Demon Sect. And it's all because of you! Ink Dye is destined to become a hero, and you must not be a stumbling block on his way to domination! ”

Speaking of which, he didn't want to listen to what Yan Ning said anymore. He drew his sword again, and under the reflection of the slanting sun, the sword flashed, and the cold light was dazzling. He no longer teased Yan Ning, but just forced Yan Ning's feet with a sword, so that she had to walk towards the edge of the cliff step by step.

Yan Ning was in a hurry, he was only two steps away from falling off the cliff, and this cliff was bottomless, and if he fell, he was afraid that he would fall to pieces. Now that Huahua is not around, she doesn't know what will happen if she dies in this world, whether to return to the original world, or...

Gone forever.

It's just a little bit worse. Zuo Jingming raised his hand and was about to swing down, when suddenly a chaotic stone hit his wrist, and his sword swung off.

"Jingming, stop!"

Mo Ran hurried from the gorge and rescued Yan Ning at the last moment.

Zuo Jingming was shocked, didn't he already send someone to drag the ink dye, how could he still come? But when he saw the person next to the ink dye, he understood that he had already installed a secret guard beside Yan Ning to protect Yan Ning's safety.

He had already been so obsessed with Yan Ning that he even sent his own henchmen to her.

"Big brother, why don't you still understand? This woman will hurt you after all. Zuo Jingming said bitterly.

Yan Ning couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, this Zuo Jingming's eyes saw that Mo Ran liked him. He was just entrusted by Bai Zi'an, and he happened to think that the destruction of the garbage place of the Demon Sect would be destroyed, so he would let him do whatever he wanted.

"Jingming, you listen to me first, put down the sword." Mo Ran coaxed Zuo Jingming, usually Jingming listened to him and persuaded him well, it should be fine.

However, he underestimated Zuo Jingming's determination, and his left hand luck waved towards Yan Ning, and the residual momentum rolled up the wind and sand on the ground. He shouted at Ink Dye, "Even though I know you're going to blame me for this, this woman must not stay." ”

Yan Ning was hit by the force and fell off the cliff, even though Mo Dye had already used the fastest light skills to rush to the edge of the cliff, he couldn't even catch the corner of Yan Ning's clothes.

"Jingming, why are you here!" Mo Ran looked at Zuo Jingming, his eyes full of anger for the first time. He slowly took off his mask, revealing a handsome and brilliant face, if Yan Ning was present at this time, he would have been surprised that the ink-stained face was five points similar to Bai Zi'an.

"The person who really wants to destroy the Demon Sect is not Yan Ning, but me! I connived at her to do all this! ”

Zuo Jingming was shocked by the ink-stained words and retreated, and muttered in his mouth: "Impossible! How could you possibly do that? Aren't you supposed to be like me, wanting to let the Demon Cult dominate the world? ”

"No, this place that is rotten from the roots, how can I possibly let it grow uncontrollably that day? I didn't have a choice when I first came to the Demon Sect, but now that I have a choice, I naturally want to get everything back on the right path. ”

"I'll explain all this to you later."

"Now, I have to save Yan Ning."

With that, Mo Ran jumped off the cliff. He couldn't wait for someone to search for whether Yan Ning was still alive, and as long as he jumped down, Zuo Jingming would definitely let people come to him.

He won't let Yan Ning die like this.