Chapter 736 Too Much Self-Confidence Is Not a Good Thing

Inside the Wuhun Hall.

Ning Mo's face was ferocious and murderous at the same time.

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

After he got the opportunity of Ning Mo, he could actually choose to kill him to avoid future troubles, because the protagonist of a world will always have luck, if he is not killed, once he becomes an enemy, he will probably have endless troubles.

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

Later, when Ning Mo's brothers and sisters were hunted down, he rescued them without hesitation, causing troubles and being hated by Wu Yu.

After entering Qingwei Sect, Ning Mo exposed his identity as the heir of Devouring Mozun and was purged by the sect, but he assumed the responsibility of taking care of his sister for him.

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

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 to let you know what a big mistake it was to underestimate Ning Mo." !"

"Chimo!"

The black long sword was unsheathed, and suddenly, a cold and evil atmosphere permeated, almost freezing the surrounding air.

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

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

For those who tried to kill him, he would just... kill him too.

"Chimo!"

Song Yan also pulled out his sword Zi Dian.

The Zidian sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and suddenly, with Song Yan's body as the center, an indomitable and warm aura appeared. When that evil and cold aura encountered this aura, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and quickly backed away. Finally, it retracted to the whole body of the Devouring Demon Sword.

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

However, his cultivation was obtained by plundering, not his own, and it was not so smooth to use.

Song Yan once read a martial arts novel called "Dragon and Babu" in the doomsday world. The protagonist Duan Yu accidentally learned the magic of Beiming and absorbed a lot of internal energy. At a young age, his internal energy is more than a hundred years old.

However, his internal strength comes from others, so his combat power is very scumbag.

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

All he can rely on now is his strong true energy and the evil Devouring Demon Sword.

"Go to hell!"

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

With a flash of his figure, he turned into a black lightning bolt, and the Devouring Demon Sword in his hand exploded with unmatched aura.

"Puff puff puff!"

The black sword energy was overwhelming and dense, completely covering Song Yan.

These sword qis all carried an evil and cold aura, and Song Yan felt his whole body stiffen when hundreds of sword qis attacked together.

With a thought.

The undead zhenqi in the body circulated suddenly, and the stiff body returned to normal in an instant.

Immediately, he took a step forward, with the Zidian Sword in his hand stabbing out with a left and a right strike.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The seemingly invincible black sword energy was easily blocked by Song Yange, and could not pose any threat to him at all.

"Although your sword energy is strong, it's flashy, and it's okay against ordinary people. When you meet me, it's just a waste of effort!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan stabbed out a few more swords again, and the sword energy all over the sky disappeared in smoke.

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

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

He once used the move just now to instantly kill a late-stage master, but this move was used to deal with Song Yan, who was only in the middle-stage master, and it did not cause him any damage.

"Take me another move, Demon Swallowing the World!"

boom!

In the next moment, black mist sprayed out from Ning Mo's body. This mist was black and extremely thick. Immediately, within a hundred meters radius, everything was covered by thick black mist.

"This trick is a bit 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 a look of worry flashed across his face.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

A series of crashing sounds came from the black mist. After a while, the black mist shattered, and a black figure fell out, falling more than ten meters away. It was Ning Mo.

Seeing this scene, Gu Xie Huayu couldn't help but smile.

Soon, the black mist dissipated completely. Song Yan held the sword in one hand, stood on the spot, looked indifferently at Ning Mo, who was more than ten meters away, and said, "What tricks do you have, just use them!"

"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 pale again.

"Why is your qi and blood not affected by my Devouring Demon Art?"

Song Yan smiled: "My true qi and blood are completely controlled by me. I am willing to let you inhale it, so you can inhale it. Otherwise, you will never want to take a sliver away!"

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

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

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

"Shut up!"

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

"boom!"

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

"die!"

"Whoosh!"

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

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

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Song Yan waved the purple lightning in his hand calmly, the speed seemed to be not fast, but he blocked all the assassinations.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Mo made more than a thousand sword strikes.

It's a pity, but it failed to pierce Song Yan's defense, and as for the damage, it didn't hurt at all.

Whoosh!

His figure landed more than ten meters away again, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Is there another move? If there is no move, I will do it!" Song Yan played with taste.

"Huang Liang, what you give today, you will repay twice as much in the future!"

Hearing Ning Mo's words, Song Yan knew that he was already planning to escape, so he smiled and shook his head: "You have no future!"

Ning Mo curled his lips in disdain: "Although I am not as strong as you, I want to leave, but you can't keep me!"

"Then try it!" Song Yan said.

"Farewell!"

As soon as the voice 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 Song Yan was looking at him with a smile a few meters away.

"You... how did you catch up with me?"

Song Yan's eyes fell on a jade pendant on Ning Mo's chest: "You should be relying on the jade pendant on your chest that has teleportation! But, I can also teleport, so, you are doomed Can't escape my pursuit!"