Chapter 604

In the martial arts arena outside the door, on the ring.

Ning Mo bowed slightly, and said calmly, "Senior Brother Huang, please give me your advice."

offstage.

An inner disciple said: "I bet that Ning Mo won't be able to hold on to the three moves in the hands of Junior Brother Huang."

"I guess Junior Brother Huang can defeat him with one move. The gap is too big. Then Ning Mo is just asking for humiliation!"

"Junior Brother Ning is being polite, please."

Song Yan had a gentle smile on his face.

"Chimo!"

Ning Mo suddenly pulled out the long sword behind his back, and immediately, a chilly aura permeated the entire arena.

Subconsciously, Song Yan's eyes fell on the black long sword in Ning Mo's hand. Compared with the past, the cold aura emanating from this long sword became stronger and stronger. Could it be that this is a growth weapon?

"Senior Brother Huang, be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Mo slashed at Song Yan with his sword.

As soon as the sword came out, the cold aura that permeated the ring instantly became stronger several times, as if the air was about to be frozen by this cold aura.

Song Yan, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt that as Ning Mo slashed out with his sword, an evil will came straight to him, burrowed into his head, and wanted to devour his soul.

"Humph!"

Song Yan snorted softly, the little sword in the lake of spirit shook slightly, a circle of golden light rippled, and immediately wiped out the evil will that broke into his sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, Ning Mo's sword was only three centimeters away from his throat, and he could stab him to death with just a slight push forward.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. They never expected that this Ning Mo was so powerful.

"when!"

With a crisp impact sound, the long sword in Song Yan's hand was lifted upwards, and Ning Mo's long sword flew away.

He looked at Ning Mo with cold eyes: "You want to kill me?"

The evil will invaded just now. If it were someone else, he would have been hit by it long ago, and then he would stab him in the throat with a sword and die. He couldn't figure it out. He helped Ning Mo many times, but why the other party wanted to kill him?

A look of disappointment flashed in Ning Mo's eyes. It was obvious that he regretted not stabbing Song Yan to death with a single sword, but he said: "Senior Brother Huang, don't misunderstand, it's just because your strength is too high, I dare not hold back, absolutely no Kill your heart!"

Facing Ning Mo's sophistry, Song Yan was very disappointed. The simple and honest young man had become cunning and vicious.

Although he took Ning Mo's opportunity, he also helped him heal his sister and saved him from Wu Yu's hands. Therefore, he thought he didn't owe him anything, but now, the other party has murderous intentions towards him , since you want to kill me, then I have nothing to hold back.

boom!

The surging sword intent in his body exploded, and Song Yan merged with this world again, and the cold breath could no longer affect him in the slightest.

The long sword struck out like lightning.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

In an instant, Song Yan slashed out nine swords in succession, each sword was indescribably wonderful, and each sword contained great power.

However, Ning Mo blocked it, but his body retreated to the edge of the ring.

The tenth sword, Song Yan slashed out again.

Seeing this, a tyrannical look flashed in Ning Mo's eyes, but in the end, he suppressed the tyranny and stepped back from the ring, looking at Song Yan with a strong hatred.

Zong Shan announced at the right time: "Huang Liangsheng won nine points, and he is the first place in this inner sect competition!"

Suddenly, bursts of cheers came from below the ring.

And Song Yan took a deep look at Ning Mo. When he slashed out the tenth sword, he clearly felt that there was an aura of tyranny in Ning Mo's body that was about to erupt, but he was suppressed by him. With reservations.

In the ensuing competition, Ning Mo overwhelmed everyone and scored eight points, becoming the second place in the inner competition.

Yin Zhengyang was third and Gu Xie Huayu was fourth.

As for Duanmuzhi, he was actually defeated by the one who advanced last, and fell to the tenth place.

At the end of the big competition, the prizes will be given out in public.

The top ten prizes are three broken rank pills, one hundred thousand taels of silver, and one first-grade spiritual weapon.

The top three rewards are doubled.

When Zongshan was presenting awards to the top ten of the inner sect, Sikong Mu's figure quietly appeared in Yanwu Square.

His lips moved slightly, and Zong Shan, who was presenting the award, couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and then returned to normal.

After the awards were presented, Zong Shan suddenly said, "Huang Liang, Ning Mo, Yin Zhengyang, you three, come with me!"

"yes!"

The three responded quickly.

Led by Zong Shan, the three came to a quite elegant courtyard.

A young man in a purple robe stood there.

"Sikong, I brought you the man, so I'll leave first!" Zong Shan said politely.

"Trouble Manager Zong!" Si Kongmu nodded, and then, his eyes fell on Song Yan and the three of them, with a bit of scrutiny.

Wearing a purple robe, he should be a core disciple.

Song Yan was a little puzzled, wondering why this core disciple wanted to meet the three of them.

"Two people died in the inner sect in the past two days, are you all aware?" Sikong Mu asked as he looked at the three of them.

All three nodded as usual.

"I suspect that the murderer is hiding in the inner sect!" Sikong Mu continued, but the content of the words is quite worthy of scrutiny.

"What does Senior Brother Sikong mean? Are you suspecting us?" Yin Zhengyang said dissatisfied. He had been a disciple for a long time, so he naturally knew Sikong Mu as a core disciple.

"No, to be precise, I suspect the two of them!" Sikong Mu landed on Song Yan and Ning Mo, with a little playfulness: "The death of the two inner disciples must have been heard by you. , the flesh and blood were sucked away, after checking the classics in the sect, I suspected that someone had obtained the inheritance of the Devouring Demon Lord, and used the Devouring Demon Art to devour the flesh and blood of those two disciples."

Then, Sikong Mu told the three people the story of devouring the Demon Lord.

"There are such terrible magic skills in the world!" After hearing this story, Yin Zhengyang couldn't help sighing.

Song Yan said: "This Devouring Demon Lord has a backbone, he would rather die than surrender!"

"Hmph, this kind of devil is more than worthy of death!" Ning Mo snorted coldly.

"Okay, I've already reported this to the headmaster, and I've asked for a treasure from the headman. You just need to put your true energy into it. If there's no response, it means you haven't practiced devouring the treasure left by the demon lord." If there is a response to the exercises, it means that you have obtained the inheritance of the Devouring Demon Lord."

While speaking, Sikong Mu took out a transparent bead: "Which one of you will come first!"

"I'll come first!"

Yin Zhengyang walked over, directly took the bead and injected true energy into it, but the bead didn't respond at all, indicating that he was not suspected.

"It's your turn!"

Ning Mo didn't move, but Song Yan came up with a playful look, directly took the beads from Yin Zhengyang's hand, and then injected the true energy into his body.

Still no response.

"Come here!" Sikong Mu's eyes fell on Ning Mo, with a trace of sharpness.

A hideous look suddenly appeared on Ning Mo's face, and he stared at Sikong Mu with resentment: "Unexpectedly, you found me so quickly, yes, I did obtain the inheritance of Devouring Demon Lord, what do you want to do with me?"

"It should be executed immediately!" Sikong Mu's eyes became more and more fierce.

"Haha, good, good!" Ning Mo couldn't help laughing desolately, after laughing, he looked at Song Yan: "Huang Liang, my sister doesn't know that I practice devouring magic, so she is innocent, can you Can't help me take care of her!"

"This can be!"

"Thank you!" Ning Mo said gratefully, and then, a black light suddenly gushed out of him, swallowing himself instantly.

Seeing this, Sikong Mu's expression changed drastically, and he reached out to grab Ning Mo, but in the end, he caught nothing. Where was Ning Mo's figure at the same place, Sikong Mu's expression became extremely ugly for a moment.