"Rouxue, here I come."
Xiao Ning's voice echoed in the empty hall, as if carrying an unspeakable heaviness.
Sitting on the throne in the front was Rong Rouxue. A faint smile suddenly appeared on her expressionless face, and that smile revealed a subtle hint of playfulness.
"Now you don't even call me sister, Ning'er, have you really thought it through?"
Her voice was gentle, but like a sharp sword, it pierced Xiao Ning's heart. However, Xiao Ning's face was serious and his tone was still serious, without any fluctuation.
"Let's not waste time on idle talk. Since I chose to come here, it means I'm already aware of it. Whether I win or lose, I won't know until I fight."
Seeing this, Rong Rouxue's smile instantly disappeared, replaced by a stern look, "Okay! Ning'er, since you are so determined, I will not show mercy!"
As her voice fell, a powerful aura gushed out from her body, like a raging torrent, sweeping across the entire hall. She stood up suddenly, waved her right hand, and her figure disappeared instantly like light and shadow, and Xiao Ning disappeared with her.
The hall suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the elders looked at each other with astonishment on their faces. At this moment, Li Changsheng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly sighed.
"Ning'er, why are you doing this?"
However, at this time, Xiao Ning could no longer hear Li Changsheng's sigh. He only felt dizzy, as if the whole world was turned upside down in an instant.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had already left the magnificent palace. Now he was alone on a blank piece of land that stretched as far as the eye could see. The surroundings were dead silent, without a trace of life.
Just as Xiao Ning was calmly thinking about the situation in front of him, suddenly, an extremely strong pain came like a tide, as if something hit his chest heavily. This sudden pain caught him off guard, and his body involuntarily fell back.
He stared with eyes wide open in astonishment, looking at his chest in disbelief. He saw that the clothes there had been torn apart, revealing his strong chest muscles, and on the chest muscles, there was a clear palm print.
However, this was just the beginning. Just as Xiao Ning was struggling to stand up, another wave of attacks came like a storm. This time the target of the attack was his calf. The severe pain instantly spread throughout his heart, causing his body to lose balance and fall to one knee.
He endured the pain and raised his head with difficulty, trying to see the other person's position. However, the moment he raised his head, a fierce kick came like a meteor, kicking straight at his face.
The force of this kick was so great that Xiao Ning couldn't resist it at all. He was kicked dozens of meters away like a kite with a broken string. He fell heavily to the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Faced with such an elusive attack, Xiao Ning had no time to launch any effective counterattack. He struggled to get up from the ground, his body swaying unsteadily, as if he might fall down again at any time.
At this moment, a cold voice came from a certain direction:
"Ning'er, you can't even take my most basic attack. Do you think it's necessary to continue fighting?"
Xiao Ning was breathing heavily. At this moment, he finally understood how powerful Rong Rouxue was. As the only Mahayana cultivator in the world, killing him was easier than stepping on an ant.
However, it was precisely because she showed mercy to her men that Xiao Ning had a chance to survive and also gave him some different ideas.
He struggled to get up from the ground, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand. The shocking red color made his face look even paler. Although his body was severely injured, his eyes did not show any sign of retreat, but became more fierce.
He took out the Divine Round Earth Core Rod from the ring on his finger without hesitation. The rod exuded a mysterious light, as if it contained endless power. Xiao Ning held it tightly in his hand, held it horizontally in front of him, and posed as if ready to attack.
In the dark, Rong Rouxue was watching all this silently. When she saw Xiao Ning still refused to give up in such a difficult situation, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
"I'll never give up until I hit my head against the wall!" She whispered to herself, with a hint of helplessness and regret in her tone.
As soon as she finished speaking, a violent storm-like attack suddenly swept towards Xiao Ning. This series of attacks was like thunder and lightning, unstoppable, and Xiao Ning seemed so small and fragile in front of this powerful force.
Although Xiao Ning tried his best to resist, his efforts were obviously in vain. He was beaten without any ability to fight back, and his body flew everywhere like a kite with a broken string. From his chest to his back, from his arms to his thighs, every part of him suffered unprecedented injuries.
For Xiao Ning, this battle was simply a dimensionality reduction attack. He had not even seen Rong Rouxue, but his body had already suffered serious trauma. The fear and despair in his heart followed him like a shadow, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
No one knew how much time had passed before the violent storm-like attack finally came to a halt. Xiao Ning was like a puppet whose strings had been cut. As the attack stopped, his body seemed to have lost its support and fell heavily onto the hard ground, making a dull "bang" sound that seemed to shake the entire space.
"Ning'er, why are you so stubborn? Have you loved Yourong Xuanya so much that you're willing to risk your life just for her?"
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