But there was also a voice that kept ringing in Ning Xu's ears.

It has nothing to do with Yun Ruohan.

His existence is only proved more and more, whether it is Ning Yanxin or Jun Muyan.

It is still he who will be abandoned in the end.

The pain and hatred in Ning Xu's heart rolled like lava.

The demon-killing sword in his hand suddenly lifted up and stabbed Yun Ruohan's heart fiercely.

"Big Brother!!"

However, the demon-slaying sword suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Ning Xu suddenly realized something and turned his head sharply.

Under the hazy night, a girl dressed in blood suddenly stood up.

The long hair like a waterfall was blown up by the mountain wind and scattered messily in the air.

The pale face was stained with blood, but it became more and more creamy and crystal clear.

Ning Xu's pupils contracted violently, and he murmured three words: "Jun Muyan!"

Looking at the scarred girl but still standing up.

Ning Xu didn't know how he felt.

Does he want Jun Muyan to die?

The hatred surging in his heart told him, he thought!

But what happens after killing Jun Muyan?

What is left in his life?

Ning Xu closed his eyes, hiding the pain and resentment in his eyes.

The next moment, the demon-killing sword was suddenly raised and slashed in the direction of Muyan.

So far, what is there to hesitate about?

He has no way out.

Jun Muyan must die!

Seeing the demon-killing sword energy roaring towards him, Muyan stood quietly on the spot, motionless.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and waved a sword lightly.

This sword is really an understatement and weak.

But the overwhelming demon-killing sword energy dissipated without a trace in an instant.

For the first time since the battle, Ning Xu's face showed a look of shock.

"What did you do?!"

The Qijue Sword hung low and slanted, almost touching the ground, and slowly approached Ning Xu's direction.

Every time he takes a step, a layer of air waves will roll up from the tip of the sword.

In the end, the girl's figure became increasingly blurred in the air waves, as if she was about to be completely integrated into the air waves.

Muyan's gaze swept around.

Everyone in Xiaoyao Clan, except Chu Moli, was seriously injured at the hands of Ning Xu.

And her master has been reduced to ashes.

No matter how amazing her medical skills were, she couldn't bring him back to life.

Muyan's eyes finally fell on Ning Xu.

At this moment, there was no trace of reluctance or hesitation in her eyes anymore, only cold ruthlessness remained.

"Ning Xu, haven't you always wanted to end things with me? Now I'll make it happen for you!"

The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, but every word was like striking jade on ice: "Today, I will kill you with my sword with my own hands!"

Ning Xu suppressed the shock on his face and sneered: "Jun Muyan, have you forgotten the despair you felt when you were unable to fight back at my hands just now?"

Whoosh!

The Qijue Sword slashed out with one strike, as if cutting out a bright galaxy in the night sky.

"Then now, I will return the same despair to you!"

Ning Xu only had time to hear this sentence.

It felt like the surroundings suddenly fell into a dead silence of nothingness.

Yes, he is clearly still in the Fengtian Mountains, and the night sky, mountains, and broken Baie City are all still in front of him.

But he felt as if he had been blocked from all five senses.

Then throw it into an isolated space.

Ning Xu was on full alert and looked around vigilantly.

Wow!!

The sword light seemed to appear out of thin air and brushed past his neck.

Ning Xu dodged with lightning speed.
Chapter completed!