"Even if you are also in the Truth Realm, I have a second-order magic weapon!" The big man gritted his teeth, and the huge black broadsword in his hand suddenly raised, and the rolling demonic qi rolled out and slashed down fiercely!

"Boom!"

The demonic qi in this big man's body gushed out wildly, constantly making a roaring sound, and the degree of his demonic qi was already beyond that of ordinary Condensing Truth Realm demon cultivators, and his arrogance was monstrous.

A huge sword ray as black as ink pierced out in an instant, tearing open the air, and slashed towards the shattered river that Mo Ning shot in mid-air.

But at this time, it can be seen. The big man's body trembled slightly, and his body trembled even more as the thick demonic qi in his body gushed out wildly.

Obviously, this person's cultivation in the Condensing Truth Realm was not something he cultivated on his own. Rather, it is forcibly promoted by some method, otherwise this situation will not occur.

"What a powerful momentum!"

The crowds on both sides of the street retreated one after another, their faces were shocked, and they felt the aura that erupted from Mo Ning and the city lord, but they couldn't support it, and their breathing was chaotic.

Their cultivation level was extremely low, and they had not even reached the level of the Expanding Dan Realm, and under the momentum of the two powerhouses of the Condensation Realm of Mo Ning, they were almost suffocated.

"This young man is obviously also a master of the Truth Realm!" everyone looked at Mo Ning, shocked.

At this time, the shattered river in the sky burst out with a wave of destructive aura, and the pitch-black wind blew up, and gusts of strong wind pressure swept away.

The big hand of the broken river and the incomparably black sword slammed into each other, and suddenly a huge roar broke out, like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens.

Where the two met, a terrible gust of wind howled out, and a powerful wind blew in all directions. The black sword stabbed fiercely into the palm of the big hand of the broken river, and a stream of demonic qi gushed out, turning into a sharp sword qi and escaping, and the sword light slowly tore a crack in the big hand of the broken river.

Seeing that the black sword was about to tear the whole thing in half with the big hand of the broken river that Mo Ning had unleashed. Mo Ning's face did not appear the slightest discoloration, the corners of his mouth were slightly lifted, and in the void behind him, two yellow springs spewed endless glow, straight into the sky.

The next moment, the big hand in the sky suddenly bloomed with a dazzling light, one rune after another condensed, a large area of yellow spring water turned into a waterfall and sprinkled, and a breath of destruction formed a terrifying storm.

Mo Ning relied on the aura of destruction that he had perceived before, and condensed the aura of destruction with his own energy, although it was still far from the real power of destruction, but still had a palpitating feeling.

On the ground, the momentum of the big hand of the broken river skyrocketed, and the thick five fingers slowly bent, holding the black sword in the palm of the hand, and pinching it suddenly!

"Boom!!"

The huge True Qi exploded in an instant, and the space was distorted and rippled. A roar resounded throughout the city, and the sky was full of echoes, and some people who had cultivated to be weak were about to split their entire heads, and their ears were overflowing with blood.

The big hand of the broken river directly pinched and exploded the black sword, and a large amount of demonic qi gushed out from the palm, and the yin qi dissipated in the air.

Then, the big hand of the broken river continued to rumble, the huge palm almost covered half of the sky, the true qi was violent, the yellow spring was cathartic, and dense runes surrounded it.

"Roar!"

The burly city lord suddenly felt a terrifying energy enveloping him, and his whole body was shaken, and then a beast-like roar erupted from his mouth.

I saw that on his body, a stream of demonic qi gushed out, and the huge broadsword in his hand flashed with black light, and his aura was much higher than before, reaching the peak level of the early stage of the Condensation Realm, almost reaching the middle stage of the Condensing Truth Realm.

However, the strength of the Great Han City Lord has been improved, but the price in exchange is very serious, the seven orifices have overflowed a large amount of blood, and Chiguo's upper body is also trembling violently, as if he is suffering some terrible severe pain, and the scars are twisted like poisonous snakes, hideous and terrifying.

A long roar came out of his mouth, and the rolling demonic qi in his body surged into his hands, injected into the huge broadsword, and suddenly an extremely thick sword light rushed out, and this sword light was surrounded by a rich demonic qi, which condensed into a group of unjust souls in mid-air, and let out a piercing and terrible scream.

This jet-black sword ray was more than three times larger than the previous sword ray, and in an instant, it pierced through the void and turned into a black streamer and rushed away, and the demonic qi swirling on it evolved into one demon head after another, with a miserable expression, all of them were separated from the sword ray, like a series of pitch-black silk threads tightly binding Mo Ning's broken river power.

"Buzz!!"

Then, a buzzing sound came out, and the demons were entangled in the big hand of the broken river, and a pitch-black sword hole more than five zhang big passed through, and the huge demonic qi poured out like an ocean, and the sharp sword qi rushed straight into the sky, and in an instant, the big hand of the broken river was torn in half.

"Boom!!"

The big hand of the broken river was split in half by the pitch-black sword, but the glow that bloomed on it was more and more dazzling, the dazzling blazing white light was full of light, and the runes of the Yellow Spring diffused out, shrouded in hazy mist.

A large area of demonic energy erupted from the pitch-black sword, trembling slightly, and wanted to pierce towards Moning Cave. But in the next moment, the big hand of the broken river that had been cut in half erupted with a thousand rays of light, like a round of incomparably brilliant divine sun, and a stream of blazing energy was vented, and after a few breaths, there was a sudden explosion.

A shocking sound spread, and the strong wind pressure surged around, the thick true qi and the water of the yellow spring exploded, and the dazzling blazing light swallowed the pitch-black sword light, and the demonic qi suddenly dissipated in these rays of light.

In the sky, a brilliant rain of light unfolded, and the wind surged down, and some of the shops on the side of the street could not withstand the aftermath of this energy, and actually collapsed.

"Who the hell is this boy?!"

The lord of the great Han city was holding a huge broadsword, his face was extremely ugly, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and sweat flowed all over his body like a torrential rain. He looked at Moning, his eyes full of horror.

At this moment, he had almost concluded in his heart that Mo Ning was a genius disciple from a great sect. He had never heard of anyone reaching the early stage of the Condensing Truth Realm at such a young age.

"As far as I know, even if it is a top genius in the Three Extremes Sect, it is only the cultivation at the peak of the Essence Realm. "The Great Han City Lord recalled that some time ago, he had met the top genius of the Three Pole Sect, like a dragon among people, and even had a natural strong aura.

But the top genius of the three-pole gate is compared to Mo Ning in front of him. There is almost a difference of 108,000 miles between the two, and the gap is like a ravine between heaven and earth, which cannot be compared.

"Should we continue to fight?" At this time, there was a hint of retreat in the heart of the city lord of Dahan. Mo Ning's cultivation is even stronger than him, and his identity is even more suspected of being a genius disciple of a major sect.

The thoughts in his heart became more and more intense, and his body slowly retreated, gritting his teeth, and just wanted to open his mouth to mediate.

However, at this moment, an indiscreet voice in the distance suddenly reached the ears of the Great Han City Lord. This voice seemed to be compressed into a silk thread by a special means, and only he could hear it, and the others, even if Mo Ning had a strong divine mind, did not catch this wisp of sound.

"Good!"

Suddenly, a burst of ecstasy appeared on his face, he laughed and nodded fiercely, and then the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, and the demonic qi gushed out all over his body, and the dense scars on his body actually cracked directly, bursting out streams of sticky scarlet blood, splashing on the ground.

The aura on the body of the great Han city lord became more and more powerful, his face was hideous, and he let out bursts of wild laughter, as if he couldn't feel the severe pain on his body, and his whole body was surrounded by demonic energy, and in just a few breaths, his whole person became a bloody person, the scars on his body were cracked, and the blood was like a spring, gurgling out.

"Is this a kind of exercise?" Mo Ning looked at the Great Han City Lord who was constantly improving his aura not far away, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Before, he had indeed heard that some of the exercises among the demon cultivators were to improve their strength by damaging their bodies and lifespan, but there were no big side effects, but most of these exercises were very precious and rare, and he didn't know who gave them to the lord of the Great Han City.

"Roar!" the Great Han City Lord roared, and his burly figure actually swelled up again, and his muscles bulged high. Wisps of demonic qi swirled around his body, it was extremely dark, and the cold aura escaped, he looked at Mo Ning and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, don't think that you are so arrogant because you have a big sect behind you! Lao Tzu also has a big sect behind him, and it is by no means what you can imagine!"

Just now, one person secretly told him about a Demon Sect Law Decision, which can quickly improve his strength. As long as he kills Mo Ning, as a reward, his cultivation can be improved to the late stage of the Condensation Realm!

And the next moment after he finished speaking, the aura on his body surged suddenly, and he actually reached the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, and bursts of violent wind were vented.

However, after the cultivation of this Great Han City Lord reached the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, it seemed that he had reached the limit, allowing the demonic qi gushing out of his body to surge, and his aura could not be raised.

"Boy, let's die!" his face was distorted and hideous, his eyes were staring at Mo Ning tightly, a fiery and excited look appeared in his eyes, the demonic qi in his body was furious, the huge broadsword in his hand trembled slightly, and black light bloomed.

The Great Han City Lord knew the strength of the person behind the scenes, and he was a deacon of a Great Demon Sect in the Western Regions, and his cultivation was unfathomable. His True Realm cultivation was forcibly promoted by that person, and he also gave him top-notch magic skills.