Four hundred and sixty-eighth chapter hell(2/2)
Compared to the three elders of the Ren family, Ning Yi is a cultivator on another level.
Compared with the cultivation base, Ning Yi's cultivation base at the third level of the peak is nine times that of Wei Sheng. This is still Wei Sheng who has entered the far realm and reached the peak of the first level in a short period of time. Compared with the magic weapon, Ning Yi's Blood Evil Shura Umbrella is only released
The bloody light caused Wei Sheng to retreat steadily. Even Ning Yi, who had battle experience and killed countless people, was far better than Wei Sheng.
From the very beginning, Wei Sheng was suppressed in all aspects. The sword intent that he had always been proud of was the blood light released by the Blood Demon Shura Umbrella. He suppressed the Blood Demon Shura Umbrella without knowing what it was made from.
Even the void can be corroded, which is extremely terrifying.
Wei Sheng never gained an advantage.
He didn't even fight back once. He knew that the other party didn't use all his strength. Otherwise, he would have died a long time ago. Cat and mouse banter? He didn't know.
There was only one thought in his mind, draw the sword, draw the sword, draw the sword.
Every ray of his sword was like a line of defense. Although it could only block the blood light for a little while, he could only keep releasing his sword intent, one sword after another, to buy himself the slightest bit of time.
The disgusting smell of blood penetrated his nose, as if reminding him that he was so close to death.
The spiritual power was consumed at an alarming rate, and Wei Sheng soon felt exhausted.
Ning's eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement, and the heat was coming.
With such a perfect soul, Ning Yi didn't want to leave any flaws. He deliberately left some room for it, just because he wanted to push Wei Sheng to the extreme state. The soul in the extreme state would become stronger, and the strength of the Shura that was refined would also be stronger.
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The moment he had dreamed of had arrived, and even a ferocious person like Ning Yi couldn't help but get excited.
The Blood Demon Shura Umbrella suddenly radiated a sudden surge of light, and the blood light flourished.
The last sword in front of Wei Sheng, who had long been at the end of his rope, was like fragile glass, shattering in an instant.
The bloody light broke through the last line of defense and struck the black sword in Wei Sheng's hand.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Chapter completed!