The swords collided, and the light splashed in all directions, inspiring bursts of ripples and ripples, which were violently dispersed.

"Click!"

Wherever the ripples and ripples reached, the ground cracked and cracks appeared.

During the collision, Xia Huang and Ning Ye's bodies shook for a moment, and then separated again.

It wasn't until the figures separated, and between the two, that the qi waves burst out and dispersed.

Feeling the furious aura contained in the tumbling waves, the surrounding crowd changed color.

It is hard to imagine that Xia Huang and Ning Ye have staged such a fierce confrontation at such a young age.

For!

Ning Ye stepped on the ground, like a cheetah, bowed slightly, the blade of the knife dragged the ground, and streams of black mist emerged from his body, like a magic whisker from the dark night, exuding a deep and cold aura.

"Night Knife Technique!"

"The night is coming, and the body and soul are destroyed. It seems that Ning Ye is going to be serious. ”

Looking at this scene, the surrounding crowd let out exclamations and discussions.

Ning Ye's body had already jumped out, and the black mist emerged, as if the night was falling, and the long knife swung violently, slashing down towards Xia Huang.

Like an inkstone being overturned, the black mist is surging, rolling like thick ink, enveloping the surroundings.

Xia Huang's figure was also shrouded and submerged in it.

"Shrouded in the dark night of the quiet night, scratching the blind face, then you will almost become blind!"

"Yes, do you remember that in a selection competition in the palace, a strong player was completely abused and lost miserably after being shrouded in the dark night of Ningye. ”

"How should Xia Huang be broken?"

Ning Ye's dark night sword technique is obviously well-known and feared by everyone in the Mujing Palace, causing discussions.

Xia Huang stood in the black mist.

As far as the eye could see, there was a burst of darkness, as if you were really in the night.

"Prepare to die. ”

Behind Xia Huang, a pair of eyes slowly emerged in the darkness, like a predatory beast, casting a cold gaze at Xia Huang.

Ning Ye emerged from the darkness.

The long knife slashed down in darkness.

His eyes bloomed with a cold luster, and Ning Ye seemed to have seen a picture of blood splattering.

It's just that

Seeing that the long knife was about to be cut off, Xia Huang, who was facing back, seemed to have foreseen all this, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Huang reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Blood Drinking Sword.

Three inches out of the sword.

A touch of Danshan sword intent!

Suddenly, it was like an invisible mountain range, towering and heavy, between Xia Huang and Ning Ye.

"Not good!"

Ning Ye's expression changed greatly.

But it seems to be too late.

In the middle of the field, eyes converged on the tumbling black fog, waiting for the results to surface.

The black fog slowly dissipated.

A standing figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the crowd around him was in an uproar.

Ning Ye's long knife had fallen.

I saw Xia Huang standing upright, with Ning Ye in one hand, carrying Ning Ye, who was already delirious.

Ning Ye's feet were mopping the floor, his body was paralyzed, his hair was scattered, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were slightly open, and he didn't know if he was still conscious.

There was silence in the crowd.

Ning Ye was defeated.

This is the pride that can rank among the top ten of the young generation of Mujing Palace, and he has lost so badly.

Looking at Ning Ye's tragic situation, many people couldn't help but gasp.

Throwing Ning Ye on the ground, Xia Huang's gaze went straight to one of the disciples of Nanyang Pavilion.

"Song Lengfeng, do you remember Fengyi?"

Xia Huang's indifferent voice sounded.

This is the end of the book, and the protagonist is ultimately invincible and the king of the heavens and all worlds (the end of the book).