Chapter 43: Prestige (2)

"You're not poisoned!"

Looking at the towering back in front of him, he still couldn't believe his eyes, lying on the ground and pondering repeatedly.

"The poison should have flinched at this time, why are you still intact! Tell me!

His words were actually full of questioning tones, because he didn't believe that Ning Hongyuan could crack his poisonous blade at all, even if Ning Hongyuan, as a swordsman eighth-stage martial cultivator, compared to ordinary people, the poisonous attack lasted a lot longer, but after such a long time, Ning Hongyuan was unscathed.

How is this possible? In terms of poisonology, he has long been greatly admired by the Nine Poison Old Man, because he is one of the disciples of the Nine Poison Old Man.

This time he went to the Divine Sword Sect to make trouble, originally for revenge, in addition to revenge, he wanted to replace the old man of the Nine Poisons and become a new generation of heroes who are invincible in this heavenly domain!

And to become a hero, you must have a base, and his eyes are aimed at Ning Yiwu's Divine Sword Sect!

This was a series of plans, and it was based on this that he took the lead in attacking the Divine Sword Sect.

"Yes, I'm not poisoned!" Looking at the other party's confused eyes, Ning Hongyuan replied succinctly.

"And what's the deal with the injury on your arm?"

"That's what I deliberately acted for you to see!"

"What!"

At this moment, he finally realized it completely, and finally was able to know why Ning Hongyuan did not have poisonous hair at this moment, but stood in front of him alive!

The white-robed man looked at Ning Hongyuan with horror in his eyes, he was surprised that Ning Hongyuan used what method he used to dodge his dark blade, and what he was afraid of was that he was a fish and meat at the moment, Ning Hongyuan was a knife warrior, and his life was completely controlled by Ning Hongyuan's thoughts.

But he didn't want to beg for mercy.

He was not a fool, he knew that in front of a person like Ning Hongyuan, if he begged for mercy, it would make Ning Hongyuan hate him even more.

He understands that in order to achieve his goal, he does not care about the lives of others, and this kind of behavior has no value of being forgiven by people like Ning Hongyuan, but he still wants to live!

Because only by living, it is possible to take revenge, to have everything!

Dead there is nothing.

Ning Hongyuan saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, how could he not know what he was thinking, "Don't beg for mercy, it's useless, your future is only a dead end!"

When the white running man heard this, his expectant gaze suddenly turned as dim as a dead fish's eye, and in a hurry, he was actually preparing to jump over the wall in a hurry, condensing the true yuan in his throat, and preparing to take advantage of Ning Hongyuan's opportunity to face the stage at this moment, and spray a poisonous blade at Ning Hongyuan to achieve the goal of ending up together.

But when he was about to do this, he was hit in the heart by Ning Hongyuan's "Wind Soul Palm" again, and he didn't even have the last strength to condense the true yuan.

"Tell you not to move!" Ning Hongyuan said coldly.

"Please... Let me live!" After a long time, he actually changed his way, begging for Ning Hongyuan's benevolence through this pitiful way of begging for mercy, because he had always known that Ning Hongyuan was a benevolent person.

But he was wrong, although Ning Hongyuan was benevolent, he was benevolent, not a woman's benevolence, otherwise his hands would not have been stained with nearly forty-nine human lives, and this also included women's.

"Hmph!" Ning Hong was far from talking nonsense with him, but instead gave a martial salute to the heroes and heroes standing on the chairs.

At this moment, everyone in the Divine Sword Altar was convinced by Ning Hongyuan's strength, and no one suspected that Ning Yiwu was cheating in holding this grand event.

"Sure enough, it is a man who has inherited the bloodline of the Ning family, and he actually has such skilled fighting skills!"

"It seems that it is reasonable for Ning Yiwu to hold this grand event for his son!"

"Rare, rare!"

Everyone was impressed by Ning Hongyuan's skilled combat skills at this moment, and they were not afraid of danger, attacking the east and west, combining virtual and real, and all kinds of combat rules in actual combat were vividly interpreted by this young martial arts junior.

There is no doubt that Ning Hongyuan has won the appreciation of these elders, the admiration of the younger generation, and the favor of female martial cultivators with the experience he has gained in the Death Forest in the past three years.

Even those arrogant elders have reined in their former arrogance at this moment.

The red-robed elder stood up and looked at Ning Hongyuan's figure, "So young, under such a high-profile gaze, he can be so calm and composed!

"How did he win?" asked the blue-robed old man, who was sitting next to the red-robed old man, with such curiosity.

"You didn't see it clearly?" the red-robed old man asked in astonishment.

"Of course I didn't see clearly! Your perception and pupil power are far superior to mine, how can I see more carefully than you!"

"I'll tell you when I go back!"

As for why Ning Hongyuan was able to win this battle, there began to be different opinions in the field.

Everyone has their own unique opinions, some people say that Ning Hongyuan won with extraordinary strength, some people say that the person was afraid of Ning Yiwu so he was scared half to death at the beginning of the battle, and some people say that Ning Hongyuan has made up his killing intent and will never allow defeat, it is a belief in his heart that has created such a victory.

All kinds of discussions gathered together, but no matter how they discussed, one thing had become a foregone conclusion, that is, Ning Hongyuan's victory at this moment was indeed a victory, and it was a dignified victory, without the help of any external force, and won this battle of life and death with extraordinary strength.

Located in the northwest corner of the Divine Sword Altar, Xiahou Xiaomei said that she was good at getting to the bottom of things, but she was negligent in cultivating martial arts on weekdays, and this time after seeing Ning Hongyuan's victory, she didn't understand why Ning Hongyuan was able to win, and asked eagerly towards Xiahou Wan: "Sister, didn't Ning Hongyuan just hit that dark blade?"

In addition to what she wanted to know about such a question, the rest of the Xiahou sisters standing next to her all wanted to know the truth.

The sisters' eyes were all focused on their own second sister Xiahou, who had the most outstanding pupil power, expecting her to give a satisfactory answer, after all, Xiahou Wan's "Blood Soul Eye" could observe extremely faint details of the battle.

Their Xiahou family is also an excellent martial arts family, and Xiahou Wan has perfectly inherited the family's innate pupil power, "Blood Soul Eye", this special pupil power can not only detect the flow of true elements in the human body, in addition, this pupil technique also has a very terrifying feature, which can slow down the fragments of time, that is to say, some extremely fast fragments that cannot be observed by ordinary pupil techniques, but Xiahou Wan's eyes can capture them.

In fact, every woman in their Xiahou family has this kind of pupil technique, but it is a pity that only Xiahou Wan has perfectly inherited the innate bloodline of the family, which is the "blood realm inheritance" in the mouth of the Demon Venerable.

"This is just a trick by Ning Hongyuan!" Xia Houwan replied in a crisp voice.

"Trick of the eyes!, Could it be that Ning Hongyuan already knew that the person had already set up an ambush?" asked Xiahou Xiaomei so curiously.

Xiahou Wan nodded lightly, "Yes, Ning Hongyuan's pupil power is probably much more powerful than mine, maybe his perception ability is extraordinary, in short, he has already noticed the moment when the thief made a preemptive strike, the poisonous blade hidden behind it!"

"In other words, he was injured on purpose, but just now I saw that he was obviously hit by that poisonous blade! What is going on?" Xiahou Xiaomei was still extremely puzzled in her heart.

"That's just Ning Hongyuan deliberately getting hit in order to paralyze the enemy, but he wasn't actually poisoned at all!"

"But what about the scars?"

"That's just that after he avoided the dark blade in an instant, he condensed the true yuan into the shape of a blade and cut his left arm, but in fact, he dodged the dark blade with an extremely subtle body technique, when the thief turned around and found that Ning Hongyuan was injured, he felt that Ning Hongyuan had already been poisoned by him, so he lowered his guard, and in the next strength fight, he took this opportunity to drag Ning Hongyuan down!" Xiahou Wan's ring finger was slightly raised, her eyes focused on Ning Hongyuan, and she explained to her little sister like this.

"Drag down Ning Hongyuan!" Xiahou Xiaomei still didn't understand the deep meaning.

"Because in the next game, he thinks that Ning Hongyuan is highly poisonous, so he plans to start a strong fight with Ning Hongyuan, delaying time to facilitate Ning Hongyuan's poisoning, but he didn't expect that Ning Hongyuan was actually poisoned by him at all, but it was just a trick to deceive him at the beginning, so that there was the next scene!"

After hearing her second sister's explanation, Xiahou Xiaomei suddenly realized, "So that's the case, Ning Hongyuan really has a wealth of practical experience, this is really not easy!"

After hearing such a detailed explanation from her second sister, Xiahou Xiaomei's eyes were a little more recognized and expected.

Xiahou Wan's gaze did not take away from Ning Hongyuan's body at all, nodded and said: "Actually, this is nothing, these are just very simple combat skills, the sound of the east and the west, the indulgence of lust, the combination of virtual and real, these are all the combat qualities that we and other martial arts cultivators must have, but what surprises me the most is that Ning Hongyuan can actually have these combat instincts in such a crowd, this is not something that a twenty-five-year-old young man can do!"