On the battlefield of the tragic battle, Ning Que and Nangong Yan looked at each other, the momentum of the two clashed in mid-air, and the surrounding disciples of the Seven Peerless Hall and the Demon Sword Sect all avoided from afar, so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

Suddenly, both of them moved at the same time.

"Dark Sun!"

Nangong Yan shouted angrily, raised the long knife with both hands, and then slashed it fiercely.

A black and red blade suddenly extended from his long knife.

This knife is more than 30 meters long.

Moreover, the black and red sword contains a violent sword intent that kills everything.

When that sword slashed down in the air, the violent sword intent hit Ning Que's mind directly, and he saw a magic knife in a trance, slashing the heavenly sun with a knife, and the heavens and the earth fell into eternal darkness.

"Oh no, I've been affected by the sword intent!"

Ning Que felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and immediately knew that he had fallen into the illusion of sword intent, and if he didn't break free in time, he was only afraid that he would be cut in half by the knife.

At this moment, he didn't dare to have any reservations, and used the sword intent to ward off evil spirits.

A pale cyan swordsman phantom emerged from behind him, helping Ning Que to break free from the influence of the sword intent for the first time, and at the same time, a sword slashed towards the sword gang that slashed down.

A pale cyan thick sword light slashed together with the black and red sword gang more than thirty meters long, and the extremely sharp sword qi and the extremely violent sword qi clashed wildly.

A terrifying storm swept in all directions, slashing the surrounding rocks, flowers and trees.

"You can block my second knife, your name is Ning Que, although I haven't heard your name in the past, I remember you today. Look at my third knife - ghost rain!"

Nangong Yan suddenly drew his knife and jumped up, but this leap was a full jump of dozens of meters, and then his body spun at high speed like a spinning top in the sky, and dark ink-like knives continued to burst out.

There was a dense rain of black knives in the sky, and it was impossible to count how many knives there were.

In this black rain of swords, every sword ray contained a dark and desperate sword intent, and every sword ray was enough to hit a first-class martial artist hard.

Seeing this dense rain of black swords coming, many disciples of the Seven Peerless Sect changed color, and Chang Kun, the core disciple who was ranked first in their Seven Peerless Sect, was defeated by this move.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The dense black knife rain was like countless bombs, bombarding the Red Cliff Mountain, bursting with rubble and dust, such a dense and violent attack made people's scalp tingle.

However, at the moment when the black knife rain fell, the Chiya Mountain was suddenly full of Ning Que's figure.

Some figures were slashed by the sword, and in an instant, new figures were born.

It seems that there are countless Ning Que, and they can't be killed at all.

"What kind of body is this?"

The disciples of the Seven Peerless Hall and the disciples of the Demon Sword Sect who were fighting each other, when they saw the figure of Ning Que who suddenly appeared all over the mountains, they all looked sluggish.

They haven't heard of this kind of behavior yet.

In mid-air, Nangong Yan's face changed slightly, and he came to the conclusion that this was not a body technique at all, but a pure speed that was extremely fast.

Ning Que's speed was so fast that all the swords hit were afterimages.

Suddenly, all the figures all over the mountains disappeared, and Ning Que was missing from Chiya Mountain.

Nangong Yan felt a chill in his heart, and he slashed behind him without thinking about it.

"Dang!"

His knife blocked a ghostly sword from behind in time.

It's just that Nangong Yan had just blocked the sword behind him, and Ning Que's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ning Que looked at Nangong Yan indifferently, a black hole phantom faintly appeared behind him, he took advantage of Nangong Yan's lack of time to withdraw the long knife that slashed backwards, his right hand reached out and grabbed Nangong Yan fiercely, and a terrifying suction force was born out of thin air.

Nangong Yan was caught off guard, and was directly sucked in front of Ning Que by the suction, and was grabbed by Ning Que in the chest.

The next moment, Nangong Yan's eyes widened, revealing a look of fear, and the internal force in his body was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, surging into Ning Que's body along Ning Que's five fingers.

"Ahh

Nangong Yan's face distorted, and a scream of fear came out of his throat.

When Ning Que grabbed Nangong Yan and fell to the ground, Nangong Yan was not only lifeless, but also skinny and skinny, as if he had been devoured by something.

"100 potential points, not bad!"

Ning Que muttered to himself and threw away Nangong Yan's body at will.

At this moment, the disciples of the Seven Peerless Hall and the disciples of the Demon Sword Sect who were fighting all stopped, and they all looked at Ning Que's figure in shock.

Ning Que actually defeated Nangong Yan, which no one could have imagined.

After a while, all the disciples of the Seven Peerless Hall cheered. Ning Que defeated Nangong Yan, then they would win this battle, and they didn't have to die.

The disciples of the Demon Sword Sect looked desperate, without Nangong Yan, their results were already doomed.

However, at this moment, the sky suddenly turned red, and a hundred-zhang-long flame sword suddenly fell from the sky and slashed towards Ning Que.

Ning Que's hairs stood on end in an instant, and an endless death crisis enveloped his heart.

At this moment, he did not hesitate to urge his whole body strength, and also used the secret technique of rage that was not applicable as a last resort, his mind was overwhelmed by endless anger in an instant, his eyes were blood-red, and his skin was faintly cracked with hideous blood marks.

"Boom!"

A sword containing all of Ning Que's power slashed at the flame sword that suddenly descended.

It's just that the flame sword was too terrifying, and with only a slight pause, it cut off the long sword in Ning Que's hand, and then slashed at Ning Que's body, pushing Ning Que all the way forward, smashing one house after another, and finally pushing Ning Que's body to fly out from the top of Chiya Mountain.

Ning Que's body fell from the top of Chiya Mountain, the wind whistling past his ears, and the knife just now almost cut off his body.

He now had a scorched knife mark on his body that went deep into his bones, and the blood was pouring out.

Ning Que endured the severe pain all over his body, forcibly opened his eyes, and faintly saw an indifferent red-haired old man standing on the top of Chiya Mountain, exuding a flame-like aura all over his body.

"Innate master!"

At the first time, Ning Que judged that the red-haired old man was an innate master, and nine times out of ten he was still an innate master of the Demon Sword Sect.

Without saying a word, when he landed about ten meters away from the ground, Ning Que endured the pain, urged his body, and turned into afterimages and swept away towards a dense forest in the distance.

"What? Not dead?"

The red-haired old man couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw that Ning Que was not dead by his own knife, and then jumped down from the top of Chiya Mountain without hesitation, using a wonderful light skill, like a big bird gliding in mid-air, chasing Ning Que.

A day later!

Night!

In the dense forest, in a hidden cave, Ning Que leaned against the wall in embarrassment, his face full of tiredness.

"That Demon Sword Sect innate powerhouse is really difficult, chasing me all day, if it weren't for the complicated geography of this forest, this time would be dangerous...... However, it should be safe here for the time being...... cough cough cough ......"

Ning Que muttered to himself, suddenly covered the wound and coughed, feeling the huge pain coming from the wound on his body, he couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth.

Looking down at a hideous wound on his body that almost spanned half of his body, Ning Que was extremely glad that he had cultivated the Heavenly Silkworm Demon Skill and had vitality and self-healing power far beyond ordinary people, so he could barely bear the knife of the innate powerhouse of the Demon Sword Sect, otherwise he was afraid that he would be killed by a knife.

Of course, the reason why he was able not to die was thanks to the Secret Art of Rage, and it was by relying on the power of this secret technique that he was able to keep himself from being cut in two.

This time, it also made Ning Que see clearly the gap between himself and the innate powerhouse, it was simply too big, and it was completely different.

Even if he is a super-first-class powerhouse, he can already be regarded as a top-level powerhouse. But compared with the congenital powerhouse, it is nothing at all, and he was almost killed by a knife.

"That innate powerhouse of the Demon Sword Gate is still looking for me, and I must advance to the innate ...... before he finds me Fortunately, the traversal function of the Demon Path Upgrader has also been turned on again, and this cave is safe for the time being. ”

Thinking like this, Ning Que didn't hesitate anymore, and as soon as his mind moved, he chose to cross again.