One hundred thousand years ago.
Ning Jie took the mother and daughter towards Tianfeng City, and he did not let his guard down along the way.
Although he has now been promoted to the Dongming Realm and is confident in his own strength, he is also aware that Wu Jin's power should not be underestimated, especially in Tianfeng City, where the Wu clan must have many minions.
"My benefactor, Tianfeng City is just ahead. Do we really want to go in?"
The mother looked at Ning Jie with some worry, her eyes full of fear.
"Don't worry, I'm here, but it's better to be cautious and observe the situation first." Ning Jie said solemnly.
After entering Tianfeng City, the city was in a state of depression. The once prosperous streets were now deserted, many shops were smashed, and the people hid in their homes and dared not go out.
Occasionally, you can see a few people from the Wu clan patrolling the streets. They have fierce eyes and the weapons hanging around their waists emit cold light.
Ning Jie brought the mother and daughter to an abandoned house. He asked them to wait there while he went out to investigate the situation.
He moved carefully through the city, covering the entire Tianfeng City with his powerful spiritual sense.
After a while, Ning Jie got a general idea of the situation.
Judging from their aura, the one with the highest cultivation level among these people is at the Spirit Transformation Realm. As for Wu Jin, he is not here at all.
Returning to the abandoned house, Ning Jie said to the mother and daughter:
"I've roughly understood the situation. The one who killed the city lord should be the one in the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Let's start with him."
The mother nodded and said, "My benefactor, everything is up to you."
The little girl Yaoguang also clenched her fists tightly: "Big brother, I believe you can avenge Daddy."
Ning Jie brought the mother and daughter to the City Lord's Mansion without any concealment.
At this moment, two Witch Clan minions were chatting at the door.
"Have you heard? Lord Shuangdao Luosha has made great contributions recently, and Lord Wu Jin has rewarded him with many good things."
"Yeah, I'm so envious!"
Ning Jie suddenly appeared behind the two minions like a ghost, and the powerful aura suppressed them in an instant, causing them to kneel on the ground.
"Tell me, where is the Twin Blade Rakshasa?"
Ning Jie asked coldly.
"You... who are you? We won't tell you."
One of the minions said this in a somewhat stubborn tone.
Ning Jie's eyes turned cold, and the man instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist.
Seeing this, another person shouted:
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you! Lord Shuangdao Luosha is in the tavern west of the city. He drinks there every day! Please spare me..."
Before he could finish his words, he also exploded.
Ning Jie walked towards the west of the city without saying a word.
When he arrived near the tavern, he saw a burly man sitting at the door of the tavern with two long swords beside him. This man was the Double-Blade Rakshasa.
The blades of the two knives shone like silver moons, emitting a cold murderous intent. They were the Silver Moon Twin Knives. The Twin Knives Rakshasa was holding a wine jug and pouring wine into his mouth, his eyes revealing ferocity and arrogance.
Ning Jie, holding the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron, slowly walked towards the Double-Sword Rakshasa.
This Dinghai Shenzhen was placed in Ning Jie's hand, emitting a faint halo, as if it sensed the upcoming battle.
The Dual Blade Rakshasa sensed Ning Jie's approach. He put down the wine jug, picked up the Silver Moon Dual Blades, stood up, and grinned:
"Who are you? How dare you act so presumptuously in front of me?"
His voice was like thunder, echoing in the quiet street.
"You don't need to know who I am, just know that I'm here to send you to death."
Ning Jie's tone was cold and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Haha, you're so arrogant! So you're here to die? Come on then!"
The double-blade Rakshasa brandished his two swords and rushed towards Ning Jie.
The twin silver moon blades flashed coldly in the sunlight, instantly transforming into two silver streaks of light that slashed towards Ning Jie. The two streaks of light moved at an extremely high speed, creating a sharp gust of wind that seemed to tear the surrounding air apart.
Ning Jie's eyes focused, and he flashed, easily avoiding the attack of the double-blade Rakshasa.
The Dinghaishenzhen iron danced in his hand, turning into a black barrier, blocking the subsequent attacks of the double-bladed Rakshasa. Every time they collided, there was a deafening roar and sparks flew everywhere.
When the Dual-Blade Rakshasa saw that his attack missed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.
He roared and unleashed his special skills.
The two silver moon swords swung crosswise in the air, and silver blade lights shot towards Ning Jie like raindrops. These blade lights were densely packed, covering all the space around Ning Jie, like a huge silver net, trying to trap Ning Jie.
Ning Jie was not in a hurry. He used his magical power "Three-Part Bright Moon".
In an instant, three bright rays of light emanated from his body, and the light was as bright as the moon.
The light enveloped him, not only increasing his strength but also making him faster. Holding the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron, he shuttled through the sword light like lightning. Every time he swung the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron, he could accurately disperse a sword light.
Seeing this, the Double-Sword Rakshasa was shocked.
He hadn't expected Ning Jie to be so powerful, easily able to neutralize his attack. He gritted his teeth and decided to use all his strength. He poured all his spiritual energy into the Silver Moon Twin Sabres, and the blades glowed even brighter, a faint vortex of spiritual energy even appearing around the blades.
He rushed towards Ning Jie again, and this time, his speed and strength were even greater than before.
The silver moon blades slashed towards Ning Jie with the power to destroy the world. This strike seemed to split the entire tavern in half.
Ning Jie felt the power of the attack from the Twin Blades Rakshasa, but he didn't care at all.
He raised his spiritual power to the extreme, and the Dinghai Divine Needle spun in his hand, forming a huge spiritual power storm. He faced the attack of the double-bladed Rakshasa and shouted, "Break!"
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