Chapter 114 Fireworks that Belong to Us

As soon as Li Luobing finished speaking, the next second, her eyes suddenly emitted green light, like an evil spirit.

Her body still stood still, but in Ning Wuxie's view, the world in front of her eyes had changed!

The blue light was like a sword cutting through another world. Three feet above Li Luobing's head, countless blue birds and beasts suddenly appeared!

Their bodies were illusory, emitting a ghostly light, and each of them had a fierce and violent aura. They grinned and stared at Ning Wuxie with countless ferocious eyes!

But the people below the ring could not see anything. They only saw two people standing opposite each other without saying a word.

"What's going on? Who wants to admit defeat?" asked a Confucian disciple.

"Something's wrong, I feel like these two are going to have another round." A disciple with a higher level of cultivation pointed out keenly.

"You're still here?! Then why are you standing still?"

Among the Confucian disciples, there were also practitioners who studied the Divine Soul Cultivation Technique. At this time, they said:

"I think they are about to start a battle of souls."

"Did you know that Master Wuyuan had a magical skill a hundred years ago?"

"At that time, in order to exterminate the remnants of the demonic path, he felt that it was too tiring to kill them, so he created a divine soul power, called the Soul-killing Tide!"

"No one in the world has seen the specific effect, because everyone who has seen it has died... But it is said that Master Wuyuan once used this magical power to kill more than a thousand people from a demonic sect in half an hour!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around him took a breath of air.

The battle between gods and souls... It is true that no one knows what happened except the two of them.

Spiritual fighting is more dangerous than physical fighting, because one careless move may drive the opponent insane, and the victory or defeat can happen in an instant.

Everyone in the audience, especially the Confucian disciples who had cheered just now, felt excited again.

Although Ning Wuxie's soul power was not bad, Li Luobing was obviously not weak either.

At this time, Li Luobing was seriously injured and gave a desperate blow. The result was really hard to say!

Xuan'er stood in front of Zhuang Yuerou, staring at the two people on the field. The nails of her right hand had unknowingly pierced into the palm of her hand.

On the field.

Ning Wuxie looked at Li Luobing's prepared expression and the illusory blue beast tide above her head.

God...so scary...

You won't lose...

He thought this...and then chuckled.

What a joke.

He is the soul!

At the moment when he smiled, Li Luobing's eyes glowed again, and the countless illusory beasts above his head all roared and rushed towards Ning Wuxie!

I want to bite his soul and tear it into pieces.

Ning Wuxie laughed out loud and finally said something to Li Luobing.

"Xianzi Li, have you forgotten that I am the honorary elder of the Yaochi Sect!"

Before Li Luobing's expression changed due to these words, Ning Wuxie gently raised a hand to his mouth.

As if blowing out a lamp,

"Huh." He actually breathed.

Then, it got dark.

Li Luobing suddenly panicked. He opened his eyes wide and looked around, but all he saw was darkness!

Can't hear, can't see, can't smell or touch.

It was as if there was only one brain left, thrown into the void where there was nothing left.

"Ning Wuxie!"

"Ning Wuxie!!" She yelled in fear, but there was no reply.

Ning Wuxie looked coldly at Li Luobing, who was stumbling in the distance, and walked towards her.

Above his head, those green beasts all curled up, trembling with their tails between their legs.

With a thought in Ning Wuxie's mind, two invisible fingers seemed to appear and crush them one by one.

"Ah ah ah -" Li Luobing roared in pain.

Her mouth was wide open, her expression was frantic, and she was holding her head. Her beautiful and delicate appearance looked a little ferocious. Her beautiful eyes were already big, but now she tried to open them wide, and she looked a little scary.

Sigh... It really ruined the image... Ning Wuxie shook his head.

Who told you to choose the fighting method between gods and souls?

At this time, he had slowly walked to Li Luobing's ear.

Being shrouded in the dark curtain of the Mysterious Soul Art, everyone had different reactions. Jiang Ren was scratching like a mad dog, while Li Luobing was half-crouching with his head in his hands, his body trembling.

Ning Wuxie found it a bit funny and patted her shoulder, but there was no response.

"Ning Wuxie, you have to be measured!" Chen Tiange in the audience was going crazy with anxiety. What is Ning Wuxie going to do?

If it were any other Confucian disciple, he wouldn't be too worried and would always leave a trace of compassion.

But this is Ning Wuxie, there is a grudge between these two people!

After seeing Ning Wuxie's methods in Lishan, Chen Tiange would not believe that this guy was a good person with a bottom line!

"Confucianism and Renzong are the pillars of righteousness, you must pay attention to their influence!"

Chen Tiange was willing to go all out, just to preserve the last dignity of Li Luobing, the genius.

Of course, Ning Wuxie didn't intend to really obliterate or humiliate Li Luobing.

If he did it, he would have offended an entire sect.

They will also be punished by Confucianism, and 80% of the twelve young sages will be yellow.

When I entered Confucianism, didn't I just want a backer who could fight against the Renzong?

However, he still wanted to torture her.

Another way, a gentler one.

He stretched out a finger and gently brushed away the messy hair from Li Luobing's ears, then leaned down and brought his mouth closer.

He relaxed slightly in the Xuanhun Jue and restored Li Luobing's hearing.

"Your lovely brother is in my hands."

"Guess how he's doing?"

After saying these two sentences, Li Luobing was stunned.

She slowly turned her head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, which was the direction of Ning Wuxie.

However, the next second, Ning Wuxie punched her in the face.

She fell to the ground and fainted.

When one party lost consciousness, the ring was automatically judged as the loser, and the barrier was opened.

Chen Tiange rushed forward like a flash of lightning, picked up Li Luobing, and looked at Ning Wuxie coldly.

"Good boy."

After saying this, he walked out without looking back.

The disciples of the Renzong sect naturally followed him and left in disgrace.

Ning Wuxie was still standing on the ring, looking at the rest of the audience off the stage. They were all Confucian disciples. And Xuan'er who was standing next to Zhuang Yuerou.

The cheers were overwhelming! The Confucian disciples who were usually reserved and gentlemanly could not hold back at this moment! They rushed to the ring and lifted Ning Wuxie high!

"Ning! Wu! Xie!"

"Ning! Wu! Xie!"

They shouted Ning Wu Xie's name, and even planned to carry him around the entire Junzi Mountain! Tell everyone this news!

The Confucian disciple defeated the human sect disciple!

And the opponent is the seventh genius on the human race's Tianjiao list!

Who said that Confucianism has no warriors!

When the battle ended, it was almost dusk.

After being carried around half of Junzi Mountain, it was getting dark. Ning Wu Xie immediately found a gap, put on a piece of clothing and slipped away.

After covering his face and getting out of the crowd, he saw Xuan Er who had been following behind him, a few steps away from the crowd.

Since the battle ended, she has been following the crowd behind, with her eyes locked on Ning Wu Xie.

Even when he got out of the crowd, she was the first to stay in this direction.

Ning Wu Xie rushed forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Missed me, didn't you?"

"Well, brother went to fight without telling me..."

Xuan'er buried her head in Ning Wuxie's chest, shaking her head left and right, as if she wanted to smell his scent all over.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect a fight." Ning Wuxie hugged Xuan'er, touching and kissing her face.

"Brother, congratulations."

"Look at them, they are all cheering for you."

The two sat in the shadow under the roadside tree, watching many Confucian disciples cheering in groups. Many of them didn't go to see the duel, and they didn't even know who Ning Wuxie was, but after hearing the news, they were all equally excited and happy.

Infected by the atmosphere, they also went to the street together to celebrate together.

No one saw Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er, and even if they saw them, they couldn't recognize them.

Ning Wuxie glanced at these people, then turned his head and said, "Where's Xuan'er, isn't Xuan'er cheering for me?"

"Ah..." Xuan'er blushed immediately, a little embarrassed, and looked around embarrassedly.

Of course, she was willing to do anything for Ning Wuxie, but she was a little embarrassed to suddenly make a strange sound.

"Woohoo!" She timidly raised her little fist and cheered softly.

Seeing Xuan'er's cute appearance, Ning Wuxie couldn't help it anymore. He hugged her, lowered his head suddenly, and sealed her bewildered little mouth with his lips.

This was the first time he took the initiative to kiss Xuan'er!

After defeating Li Luobing, he felt so happy that he couldn't be more happy. The pressure of revenge since his rebirth was thrown behind him at this moment!

Xuan'er opened her beautiful eyes wide and moaned. The next moment, her eyes narrowed in intoxication and she responded to Ning Wuxie eagerly.

The two indulged in each other's warmth for about a moment.

Bang!

There was a sudden explosion in the air, and the two were startled and separated.

Not only them, but everyone on the street was startled and looked up.

Bang bang bang!

I saw bright fireworks blooming one after another in the dark night, the dazzling and brilliant flames twisting happily in the sky, and the bright fireworks of various colors formed different shapes, presenting a magnificent scene of flowers in the sky, which was beautiful.

This was to celebrate Ning Wuxie's victory over Renzong. The Confucian disciples set off fireworks at the highest point of Junzi Mountain, and the whole Confucian could see it.

People were frozen for a moment, standing in place, looking up, and the brilliant colors were reflected in their eyes.

"It's so beautiful..." Xuan'er also looked up, being held by Ning Wuxie, and the light of the fireworks was reflected on her pretty face.

"Xuan'er, do you like it?"

"Yes."

"Then I will set off fireworks for you every day from now on."

"No, setting off fireworks every day is boring. Fireworks are meaningful only on special days."

"Is today a special day?"

"Well... not."

"Why not."

"It's not." Xuan'er pouted lightly, "Only things that happen with me can make this day special..."

"Haha." Ning Wuxie understood what Xuan'er meant. These fireworks were not set off for her.

"Then I will make today a little special, okay?"

"?"

"Jiang Ningxuan." Ning Wuxie suddenly called Xuan'er's name, looking a little serious.

Then, he pressed Xuan'er into his arms, leaned over to her ear, and whispered his love.