Chapter 82: The Fierce Battle Continues

With Yang Ning's identity revealed, it seems to have become the center of the vortex of the whole of Kyoto.

Even, even Confucian Shengyu once wondered if Zhu Zhu was mistaken, this kid is probably not as simple as Zhu Zhu said, otherwise he would not have provoked Yin Feng Valley to dispatch a king-level figure to deal with it.

However, Confucian Shengyu, as a peak powerhouse in the mountain building realm, a heavenly king-level figure, didn't take it to heart.

Hiding in the shadows, Ru Shengyu looked at Yang Ning and Yang Zhen who were still fighting not far away, and the more he looked at them, the more frightened he became, because the combat effectiveness of the two really surprised Ru Shengyu.

The fourfold realm and the fivefold realm of the mountain building realm, facing the sevenfold realm of the mountain building realm, there is no pressure, and even in the spare time, he can even send out the power of slashing.

"These two people will grow up in the future, it's amazing......" Confucian Shengyu sighed.

At this moment, a powerful force swept across, and on the entire long street, a majestic force rushed towards Yang Ning and Yang Zhen.

"Noise!" The figure of Confucian Shengyu jumped out of the darkness and blocked the sweeping blow.

"A strong person in the Nine Realms of the Mountain Building Realm, he doesn't feel ashamed to make a move on two juniors." Confucian Shengyu's gray clothes danced in the air without wind, condescending, and his voice penetrated away, only running to the black-clothed man at the end of the street.

The man in black didn't expect that there would be such a strong person secretly protecting Yang Ning.

This alternate Heavenly King was also the one who participated in the battle of Liuyun Kingdom, but because of his identity, he never appeared on the front, although the words of the Nine Hall Envoys at that time were very vague, but in that battle, there seemed to be many people that the Nine Hall Envoys were unwilling to mention, could it be said that they were the people in front of them?

No. quickly vetoed such an idea, because the aura of the person in front of him was only a cut stronger than his own, but it would not make the Nine Palaces jealous.

The black-robed man failed to strike, and when he saw that the other party had discovered him, he immediately hid and melted into the blood-colored sky.

Because he knew that if he didn't make a move, it was likely that the other side would not participate in the war because he was afraid of himself, and if he made a move, he would be completely exposed to the blue sky and white sun, and at that time, if he wanted to kill Yang Ning, it would definitely become empty talk.

Ru Shengyu didn't expect that the other party couldn't hit it with a blow, but he hid it directly, which made him somewhat of a mouse trap, in case he hid in the dark and shot at Yang Ning, if he succeeded, it would really be a chicken and egg fight.

Therefore, you can only be on guard in case the other party makes a move at any time.

Yang Ning and Yang Zhen have already killed the real fire at this moment, with a sword and a halberd, the awe-inspiring killing intent, the unparalleled battle intent, wrapping the entire street, the powerful force, not giving the other party any respite.

Yin Wind Valley, for the two of them, there is a common hatred, and they will definitely not let it go easily.

Even the hundred lives of Yangjia Village can be counted on them.

The sword intent rolled, compared to Fang Tian's painting halberd, the killing sword was even more courageous, and the power of the artifact, as Yang Ning's cultivation became stronger, became more and more terrifying.

"Kill ......"

The sound of killing shook the sky, and on the street, no less than 100 people had gathered on both sides, and the messy fighting stained the sky red.

The blood-stained sky is long, and the blood-colored space is getting stronger and stronger.

Darkness is only the beginning of troubled times, blood red, has become the mainstream of the earth.

All over Kyoto, there was boiling blood everywhere.

No one knows when it will end, only that with Yang Ning taking the lead, the entire long street has become a ruthless meat grinder, more and more strong people are gathering here, and more and more blood is flowing from here.

The mountains and rivers fade, and the sun and moon are dull.

The sky was dark, and in the slightly cool late autumn, there was no hope for the world.

It's been a bleak autumn.

It's an incomparably bleak season.

The heavens and the earth have changed color, and ordinary people have no hope in sight, and the whole of Kyoto has been filled with blood, and there is no place to see any well.

It's miserable.

……

"Kill!" The powerhouse of the Kamikaze Academy roared.

"Killing ......" Although the women in Ice Condensation Valley were somewhat uncomfortable, in the face of such a ferocious Yin Wind Valley disciple, they finally raised their butcher knives.

"Kill ......"

Shake the sky.

Every academy is the elite of the elite, and everyone's talent is the top of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya.

"Jie Ji ......"

Yin laughed again and again, and under the color of blood, the disciples of Yin Wind Valley were even more rampant, because Yin Feng Xuan liked such a genius the most, and every time he sucked one, he greatly improved them, and some people even continued to break through in battle.

"Kill!" It undoubtedly made the anger of the six colleges even stronger.

"Extermination of humanity."

"It's not good to die."

“……”

The invective continued, and the hatred for Yin Feng Valley intensified even more.

……

"How are you?" Yang Ning killed a Yin Wind Emissary, and fatigue began to appear on his face.

Yang Zhen's body was golden and flickering, and Fang Tian's painting halberd was even more indomitable, and in less than an instant, it could sweep nearly ten zhang.

However, the quality of Fang Tian's painting halberd was not as good as the killing sword after all, and outside of ten zhang, he would encounter the stubborn resistance of the magic wheel.

However, Yang Zhen became more and more courageous, and his heroic spirit soared into the sky, forming a relative vacuum around him.

The catharsis of spiritual power is constantly lingering around. The fighting spirit is so full that the whole street is full of ears.

"It's fine." Yang Zhen replied simply. Canglan hegemony, with the blessing of Yang Zhen's unparalleled decision, is even more powerful.

"Peerless—Rage." The flames swept through, burning the surrounding ten zhang space.

Yang Ning took out nearly fifty holy crystals and sent them to Yang Zhen's side.

Yang Zhen was not polite, took it directly, and took out two of them and stuffed them directly into his mouth.

With the replenishment of massive spiritual power, Yang Zhen's long hair flew and became more powerful.

The unequaled decision, which can be inherited by the Heaven Splitting Family, is naturally a top-notch exercise, not to mention the Holy Crystal, even if it is a real Divine Crystal, it can be used instantly.

Yang Ning also replenished his spiritual power, at this time, he was not as good as at that time, he had fallen into the center of the battle, and his greatest need was to maintain his peak state at all times, so that he would not be wiped out in the chaotic battle.

The magic wheel is galloping, and the whole long street is even darker.

"Kill this kid, the valley lord will be rewarded." There will be brave men under the great reward.

This sentence gradually spread as more and more Yin Wind Valley disciples here.

Although most of them were ordinary disciples of Yin Wind Valley, they had already experienced the benefits of sucking blood qi as they continued to suck in the past few months.

Everyone is crazy, one after the other.

The streets were already covered with corpses.

And here, it was the center of a storm, gradually spreading, and the area became larger and larger, and finally half of the city was included.

"A sword of mixed elements."

Yang Ning didn't know how many times he had used this set of sword skills, in short, he was numb, and the collision with the magic wheel would be ruthlessly crushed every time, and even the owner behind him would be hit hard by it.

This was followed by a ruthless sword that ended his life.

There is not the slightest mercy, there is no mud and water.

And on Yang Ning's shoulder, the most outrageous thing is that there is still a small beast sitting.

"What are you?" Yang Zhen was stunned, shocked by Yang Ning's brain circuit.

"The little beast I got from the war." Yang Ning casually explained that the magic wheel approached and was slashed away by a sword.

"Cow." Yang Zhen gave a thumbs up, he couldn't accept it for a while to be able to not forget a little beast when he was in such a chaotic situation, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

However, the scene that followed immediately stunned Yang Zhen.

I saw that the soul of the dead under Yang Ning's sword, the little beast that originally stayed on Yang Ning's shoulder, immediately opened its mouth, and a stream of flames overflowed, and the corpse instantly turned into ashes.

"You're the little beast you got there, and I want one too." Yang Zhen was stunned by this little beast's methods, full of envy. Although he had witnessed the birth of the little unicorn, the two were separated immediately afterwards, so Yang Zhen was not familiar with the little unicorn.

"Hurry up and fight." Yang Ning was also too busy to take care of himself, and the disciples of Yin Wind Valley who had followed one after another rushed over as if they were enchanted.

The unicorn beast seems to be an elf in the dark night, with red hair all over its body, as if it is integrated with blood, if it is not for the occasional flames, it is really elusive all of a sudden.

In fact, Yang Ning didn't want to summon the Qilin Little Beast out, but these Yin Wind Valley disciples were really frustrated, and every Yin Wind Valley disciple who was killed would soon be sucked by other Yin Wind Valley disciples around, because at the stage when a person had just died, the spiritual power in his body had not yet dissipated, and at this moment, the Yin Wind Extinguishing Shot, although it was not as obvious as a living person, would always bring a lot of benefits to the Yin Wind Valley disciples, so Yang Ning could only let the little Qilin make a move, and at the same time kill the other party, destroy the corpse and destroy the traces.

With the addition of the little unicorn, a large space suddenly freed up around the two, and the sword halberd became even more powerful.

"What is this?" An envoy pressed the formation and found the figure of the little qilin, and every time the little qilin made a move, the corpse of the disciple of Yin Wind Valley didn't even have time to land.

"Holy Beast?" The envoy seemed to recall the original battle, and the gaze under the black robe suddenly became grim.

"Kill this brute for me." The envoy roared, the reason why Yin Wind Valley is strong is because it is not only ruthless to the enemy, but also vicious to himself, if the disciples who died here are all destroyed by the holy beast, then more Yin Wind Valley disciples will lose a lot of opportunities to improve.

As the sound spread, dozens of powerhouses above the Triple Realm of the Mountain Building Realm wrapped the little Qilin.

The little unicorn, which was only more than a foot long, was extremely flexible, and when he saw many people surrounding him, he made a voice in his mouth: "Hmm, ......" seemed to be scolding at the same time, and jumped in the air, directly to Yang Ning's shoulder.

Immediately, Yang Ning was surrounded by many black shadows.

"......" Yang Ning was a little speechless, these Yin Wind Valley disciples were so crazy.

Sword drawing.

Yin Wind Valley is not tolerated by the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, but it can still organize such a powerful force, and the Yin Wind Destruction is one of the reasons, but it is more because it has no bottom line, and even its own people are not spared.

It's all about strength.

That's the real roots.

With the little unicorn's move, in the hearts of many Yin Feng Valley disciples, the extermination of the little unicorn was even higher than the order of the valley master.

A fierce sword intent swept in an instant, drawing a circular arc from around Yang Ning and spreading out in all directions.

This sword does not have much power, and Yang Ning is also forced to do so in order not to be surrounded by himself.

However, this sword also achieved the results that Yang Ning expected.

Sure enough, many Yin Wind Valley disciples slashed out with a sword, and they could only temporarily avoid the edge.

However, the sword intent had not yet dissipated, and soon the momentum of re-encirclement was formed.

"Yin wind gust, surround."

A sound sounded, and suddenly the magic wheel flew all over the sky, surrounding Yang Ning and Yang Zhen.

Nearly 100 magic wheels roared, making the surroundings like hell.

"......" Yang Zhen was also taken aback by such a scene.

It's horrible.

Such an act can be called extreme.

"Wushuang—Anger." This is Yang Zhen's newly realized trick, but at this moment, he has to show it.

Because if they are contracted by the formation, they and Yang Ning are afraid that they will be divided by the magic wheel.

Yang Ning was also desperate, the killing sword in his hand shook six times, and he didn't even stop, shaking it again twice in succession.

Eight Ways Collapse Sword.

Yang Ning also recognized the form, and refreshed his cognition of the madness of the disciples of Yin Wind Valley.

Terrible.

Terrible enemies, crazy enemies, are the most dangerous.