Chapter 142 The demon clan kills gods!
'I see.'
Ning Yuan suddenly realized that the angel spirit had such magical ability.
It really is a god-level martial spirit. It really cannot be viewed with normal thinking.
Qian Renxue moved her jade feet closer to Ning Yuan's face and said calmly, "Let's start!"
Ning Yuan showed a faint smile on his face, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Qian Renxue's jade feet.
Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed. She didn't expect Ning Yuan to dare to resist!
Is he not afraid of death? At this moment, Ning Yuan's hand was like an iron clamp, tightly grasping Qian Renxue's jade feet.
The severe pain from her feet made Qian Renxue frown.
"Humph, you're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue no longer hesitated. With a thought, she lowered the Angel Sword without hesitation.
But when she summoned, she suddenly hesitated, and ultimately only summoned half of the power of the Angel Sword.
'What's going on?'
Qian Renxue's face also became flustered.
The sky above Ning Yuan's head was calm and peaceful, and no matter how hard she tried, the angel's sword did not fall.
"you!"
Qian Renxue looked at Ning Yuan in horror. Only now did she realize that her angel mark had been cleared by Ning Yuan long ago, and that Ning Yuan was just acting with her.
The dark elements surged in Ning Yuan's hands, and Qian Renxue was shocked to find that she was unable to mobilize the soul power in her body.
But she was worthy of being the most outstanding genius in the Spirit Hall. She reacted in the split second she was stunned. She moved quickly. With a flash of cold light, she picked up the jade sword and swept it towards Ning Yuan's head.
A black mist appeared in Ning Yuan's hand, and with a "ding" sound, the jade sword was tightly clamped by Ning Yuan's two fingers.
Ning Yuan looked at Qian Renxue calmly: "A servant dares to draw a sword against his master?"
"you……"
Qian Renxue's voice trembled a little. Looking at Ning Yuan, who seemed like a different person, her mind recalled the fear of being dominated by Ning Yuan.
"ah!"
Qian Renxue felt a piercing pain in the hand holding the jade sword, and she instinctively let go of that hand.
She looked at the palm of her hand and found that a layer of frost had appeared in her palm without her knowing when.
Looking at Ning Yuan again, the jade sword had fallen into Ning Yuan's hands. Ning Yuan was holding Qian Renxue's jade feet with one hand and holding the jade sword with the other.
The tip of the jade sword was pointing at Qian Renxue's neck. Ning Yuan only needed to thrust forward lightly to pierce Qian Renxue's neck.
Ning Yuan smiled and looked at Qian Renxue: "The Spirit Hall is not suitable for you, so come back and continue to be my servant!"
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and glared at Ning Yuan. If looks could kill, Ning Yuan would have died a thousand times by now.
"well!"
At this moment, a sigh came from all directions.
Hearing this sigh, Ning Yuan was not surprised but happy. The old man finally came out.
A pressure that was enough to make people despair fell from Ning Yuan’s head.
Under this pressure, it was extremely difficult for Ning Yuan to move.
Qian Renxue's face was not panicked at all at this moment. She looked at Ning Yuan with a complicated expression.
"I gave you a chance before."
What she meant was that she had given Ning Yuan a chance to live before, and now Ning Yuan must die.
Ning Yuan grinned, she raised her head with difficulty and looked at Qian Renxue: "Call me master, and I will pin your grandfather to the ground and beat him up right now."
At this time, Qian Renxue was not angry because of Ning Yuan's words, nor did she care why Ning Yuan knew that the person who came was her grandfather.
In her opinion, everything today was over. In this world, her grandfather was invincible.
Ning Yuan's words were just to express his inner resentment and to take advantage of the situation.
There was no need for her to argue with Ning Yuan anymore.
Because from the moment Qian Daoliu appeared, Ning Yuan's fate was already determined.
"If you beg for mercy now, I will ask my grandfather to give you and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect a decent show." Qian Renxue sighed in a low voice.
She didn't know why she did this. She and Ning Yuan should have been fighting to the death, so she should have killed Ning Yuan first.
But she has been submissive to Ning Yuan for so long that her mentality has slowly changed.
Does she really want to kill Ning Yuan?
No, she actually just wanted to see the expression on this domineering man's face when he called her master.
In her heart, she has already fallen in love with Ning Yuan.
She was obsessed with this boy who was obviously much younger than her, but she was no match for him at all.
This is not a relationship between a man and a woman, but rather a kind of admiration that is a bit like a fan's admiration for an idol.
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At this moment, a sacred light suddenly flashed in the sky, and a golden holy gate appeared out of thin air in the air. The holy gate slowly opened, and an old man in a golden robe stepped out.
The old man looked at Ning Yuan who couldn't even stand up straight and said calmly, "Boy, I'll give you a chance. If you let go of your mind and body within three breaths and surrender, I will spare your life. After three breaths, the entire Qibao City will be buried with you."
"one"
"two"
"three……"
"Old thing!"
Qian Daoliu said expressionlessly: "Three breaths have passed."
“Hehe…hahahaha!”
At this moment, Ning Yuan suddenly burst into laughter, and his body began to change as he laughed.
Among them, the five fox tails of different colors are the most eye-catching.
Ning Yuan released the hand that was holding Qian Renxue, held the jade sword in one hand, and looked up at Qian Daoliu who was floating in the air: "Old thing, I will give you three breaths of time. Submit to me within three breaths, otherwise the God of Angels will no longer have any inheritance today!"
Qian Daoliu frowned slightly. At his level, he could clearly feel that Ning Yuan was different from before.
The most obvious thing is that his oppressive force no longer has any effect on Ning Yuan.
Qian Daoliu shook his head: "Just now I gave you this opportunity because of your talent and Xue'er's attitude towards you. I didn't expect that you still can't see the situation clearly. That's all, you are just a fool. I really feel sad for Ning Fengzhi to have a son like you.
Remember, kid, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was destroyed because of you."
After saying that, Qian Daoliu slowly stretched out a hand and turned his palm downwards.
A golden halo appeared above Ning Yuan's head, and the next second, a huge lightsaber fell from the golden halo.
Ning Yuan was very clear about the gap between himself and Qian Daoliu. He had no intention of resisting Qian Daoliu's attack. He turned into a golden light and flew out.
The huge sword fell down suddenly, but because the speed was too slow, it missed the target.
The giant sword fell to the ground, but there was no trace left.
The Angel's Sword only cuts souls.
Ning Yuan stopped a few meters away. With this flash, he completely distanced himself from Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue quickly stood up. She could still feel the numbness in her feet.
She gritted her teeth and looked at Ning Yuan, wanting to say something, but she knew it would be futile to say anything at this moment.
At this moment, there was no sign of nervousness on Ning Yuan's face, but instead there was a faint smile.
He raised his right hand and pointed the jade sword in his hand at Qian Daoliu in the air.
He suddenly spoke, and although his voice was not loud, it rang in the ears of all the soul beasts.
"The demon race slaughters gods, starting with the angel lineage!"
I'd like to ask for everyone's opinions. What kind of ending do you want Qian Renxue to have?
(End of this chapter)
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