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Inside the Wuhun Palace.

Ning Mo's face was hideous and murderous.

Seeing this, Song Yan shook his head, his expression was extremely complicated: "You better go, you are not my opponent!"

After he got the opportunity of Ning Mo, he could actually choose to kill him and never suffer in the future, because the protagonist of a world will always have luck, and if he doesn't kill him, once he becomes an enemy, he will probably have endless troubles.

But he didn't do that because of his kindness.

Later, the Ning Mo brothers and sisters were hunted down, and he did not hesitate to save them, making them troubled and hated by Wu Yu.

After entering the Qingwei Gate, Ning Mo exposed the identity of the descendant of the Devouring Demon Venerable, and was purged by the sect, but he took on the responsibility of taking care of his sister for him.

After doing so much for him, Song Yan didn't expect to get his return, but he didn't expect that in the end, Ning Mo still regarded him as an enemy, and even wanted to kill him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Even so, he decided to give him a chance.

Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Ning Mo's face: "Huang Liang, you think that you have defeated me once, and you have always been better than me, today, I want you to know what a big mistake it is to underestimate me Ning Mo!"

"Groan!"

The black sword came out of its sheath, and suddenly, a cold and evil aura permeated, almost freezing the air around it.

Taking a step, the Devouring Demon Sword in Ning Mo's hand pointed directly at Song Yan's chest: "You, are you ready to die?"

Seeing this, Song Yan knew that Ning Mo was determined to kill him.

To those who want to kill him, he will only kill him as well.

"Groan!"

Song Yan also drew his sword.

The sword pointed diagonally to the ground, and suddenly, with Song Yan's body as the center, a warm breath of perseverance appeared, and as soon as the evil and cold breath encountered this breath, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and quickly retreated, and finally retracted back to the body of the Devouring Demon Sword.

Although Ning Mo's cultivation has reached the late stage of the Grandmaster.

However, his cultivation came from plunder, not his own, and he was never so easy to use.

Song Yan once saw a martial arts book called "Dragon Babu" in the apocalyptic world, the protagonist Duan Yu accidentally learned the Northern Shengong and absorbed a lot of internal force, he was young, but his internal strength was more than a hundred years.

However, his internal strength comes from others, so his combat effectiveness is very scummy.

Now, although Ning Mo's situation is better than Duan Yu's, it is not much better.

All he could rely on now was the strong True Qi and the evil Devouring Demon Sword.

"Die!"

Feeling that his aura was suppressed, Ning Mo's face couldn't help but sink.

The figure flickered, turning into a black lightning, and the Devouring Demon Sword in his hand burst out with unparalleled momentum.

"Puff puff!"

The black sword qi was overwhelming, densely packed, and completely enveloped Song Yan.

These sword qi all carried an evil and cold aura, and hundreds of sword qi attacked together, and Song Yan only felt a stiffness all over his body.

The mind moved.

The immortal true qi in the body roared, and the stiff body instantly returned to normal.

Immediately, he stepped out, and the sword in his hand stabbed out with a sword on the left and a sword on the right.

"Dangdang!"

The seemingly invincible black sword qi was easily blocked by Song Yange, and it couldn't pose the slightest threat to him at all.

"Although your sword qi is strong, it is flashy, and it is okay to deal with ordinary people, but when you meet me, it is just in vain!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan stabbed out a few swords again, and the sword qi in the sky suddenly disappeared.

"This is just the beginning, you really think this is my real strength!"

Ning Mo sneered, but a trace of jealousy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He had used the move just now to kill a late stage of the Grandmaster, but this move was used to deal with Song Yan, who was only in the middle stage of the Grandmaster, and it didn't cause him any damage.

"Take me another trick to devour the world!"

Rumble!

In the next moment, Ning Mo erupted from all over his body with streams of black mist, this mist was black, extremely viscous, and suddenly, within a radius of 100 meters, it was shrouded in black fog.

"This trick is still a little interesting, but if I want to break you, it's just a snap of my fingers!"

Song Yan stepped into the black mist without hesitation, and Gu Xie Huayu, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but have a look of worry on her face.

"Dangdang!"

A series of crashing sounds came from the black fog, and after a while, the black fog shattered, and a black figure fell out and fell more than ten meters away, it was Ning Mo.

Seeing this scene, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Gu Xie Huayu's mouth.

Soon, the black mist completely dissipated, Song Yan held the sword in one hand, stood in place, looked at Ning Mo more than ten meters away with an indifferent expression, and said, "What other tricks do you have, just use it!"

"Wow wow!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, Ning Mo's chest rose and fell sharply, and finally spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and his face turned a little pale.

"Why isn't your qi and blood affected by my devouring magic skills?"

Song Yan smiled: "My true qi, all my body qi and blood are completely controlled by myself, I am willing to let you suck it, you can suck it, otherwise, you don't want to suck it away!"

"I see, it seems that I underestimated you!"

Ning Mo slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, his expression became extremely determined.

Song Yan nodded: "Indeed, people who have learned powerful exercises are not necessarily strong, only those who control themselves perfectly are truly powerful, your strength is obtained by plundering others, even if you are ten times stronger, you are not my opponent!"

"Shut up!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, Ning Mo was reluctant to admit it.

"Boom!"

The qi and blood all over his body suddenly burned, and then, black flames rose from his body.

"Die!"

"Whoosh!"

Ning Mo disappeared in place, turning into a thin black line.

In an instant, Song Yan ushered in waves of crazy assassinations in all directions.

"Dangdang!"

Song Yan waved the one in his hand unhurriedly, the speed seemed not fast, but he blocked all the assassinations.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Mo attacked more than a thousand swords.

It's a pity that he failed to pierce Song Yan's defense, and as for the damage, there was no damage at all.

Sou!

His figure fell more than ten meters away, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"If there is no move, I will have to make a move!" Song Yan played with taste.

"Huang Liang, what you give today, you will definitely be repaid again another day!"

Hearing Ning Mo's words, Song Yan knew that he was already planning to escape, so he shook his head with a smile: "You don't have a day to come!"

Ning Mo pursed his lips disdainfully: "Although my strength is not as good as yours, I want to leave, but you can't keep me!"

"Then you try!" Song Yan said.

"Farewell!"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Mo disappeared directly in place.

The next moment, his figure appeared ten miles away.

But immediately, the expression on his face became horrified, because a few meters away, Song Yan was looking at him with a smile.

"How are you going to catch up with me?"

Song Yan's gaze fell on a jade pendant on Ning Mo's chest: "What you rely on should be the jade pendant on your chest that has teleportation! However, I can also teleport, so you are destined to not be able to escape my pursuit!"

[Author's digression]: Second change

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