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The entire Illusory Sword Sect was annihilated overnight, not a single blade of grass remained!
His pupils shrank as he thought, "How could this happen?"
Hei Hukui looked at Ning Wufeng's surprised expression, and his heart had some doubts: This matter had spread around outside, so it must be related to Ning Wufeng. Otherwise, why would the Illusory Sword Sect that had existed for thousands of years fall in one fell swoop?
Furthermore, everyone knew that there was an extremely deep conflict between the Heavenly Sword Valley and Ning Wufeng regarding the matter of the Heavenly Sword Valley.
"You really didn't do it?" Hei Hukui asked, a little puzzled.
Ning Wufeng frowned, and said solemnly: "No."
No matter what, the Illusory Sword Sect was guarded by a powerful Essential Pill Stage expert and could be destroyed in one night without even a chance to cry for help. It was clear that the opponent was extremely powerful. Even Ning Wufeng could not remember, who on earth could have that kind of ability.
"Forget it, let them be. I guess I deserve it. " Hei Hukui curled his lips and continued: "Today, Ouye Family's Second Miss is hosting a banquet at Linjiang Pavilion, inviting the young hero of Sword Spirit City to attend. She even specially asked for your presence by name."
"Me?" Ning Wufeng was suspicious, but nodded.
The four of them headed towards the Linjiang Pavilion together. Along the way, they met many people. They all looked at Ning Wufeng to show their respect.
Ning Wufeng rubbed his nose, he did not feel like his nose was covered in dust.
The Sword Spirit City was extremely large, occupying one quarter of the inner city's territory. No wonder it was able to become a power that was on par with the Sword Inquisition Villa and city lord's mansion. The pavilion was a place filled with wine and lanterns, and thousands of objects could be found within.
People came and went, bustling with activity. Many young masters and mistresses from aristocratic families traveled back and forth, surrounded by countless servants.
The Azure Flood Dragon Horse had a single horn that towered as it galloped through the streets. The barbarian swaggered with the huge snake wrapped around his waist, his scarlet tongue hissing. The flirtatious Demon Clan fox twisted her soft body and smiled, causing many to lose their souls.
As expected of the Sword Spirit City, it was indeed bustling.
The Black Tiger Sword Pavilion's Six Tiger King chariot passed through the crowd, and wherever it went, everyone moved out of the way. Black Tiger s were majestic, and their entire body was emitting an extremely vast amount of blood energy, melting into gold rubble. The low roar was like a clap of thunder.
Before long, the imperial carriage stopped in front of a dazzling palace. The two big words "Linjiang Pavilion" were written on the red plaque. It was extremely imposing.
The four doors were wide open as they welcomed the guests.
Under the guidance of the servants, Hei Hukui, Ning Wufeng and the rest entered the Linjiang Pavilion.
"Long time no see, young master Black Tiger." When a well-dressed young master of a Venerable family saw Hei Hukui, he immediately came over to greet him. However, when he saw Ning Wufeng, his eyes showed some fear and he smiled in embarrassment.
Ning Wufeng touched his chin, feeling a little awkward. However, this was good as well, as it was peaceful and quiet.
The few of them sat on the second floor of Linjiang Pavilion. Outside the window, they could see the vast Jianlang River.
"You are Ning Wufeng?" A coquettish voice sounded. Ning Wufeng turned his head to look, to see that it was because of the luxuriously dressed Young Master.
A faintly discernable baleful aura spread out, and it was extremely dense.
"city lord's mansion Wang Batian, with his cultivation of Pseudo-pill Stage, has been following the City Lord Army into the depths of the endless mountains all year round to fight. It was said that he had returned this time to challenge Feng Ruxiao. I might have heard that you defeated Feng Ruxiao, so ? " Hei Hukui said with a sound transmission.
Ning Wufeng nodded lightly.
"So it was you who defeated Feng Ruxiao?" The corner of Wang Batian's mouth raised, revealing a cold smile. His gaze swept across Ning Wufeng's body without restraint, and sneered: "It's nothing more than that."
Ning Wufeng frowned slightly. He was annoyed by this guy and said indifferently: "I'm a small villager from the countryside. There's no need to bother with Eldest Young Master."
He glanced at Wang Batian indifferently, then lowered his head and savored the fine wine in front of him, ignoring Wang Batian.
Wang Batian's thick eyebrows sunk and a fierce look flashed across his eyes. He walked in front of Ning Wufeng, blocked his light, and said coldly: "It's best if you have a bit of self-awareness. If you were to hand over the legacy of the Heavenly Sword Elder, you lowly commoners don't deserve it. "
Hei Hukui stood up, looked at Wang Batian, and said in a low voice: "Wang Batian, he's my friend, you don't have the right to ask him. If you want the Heavenly Sword Elder's inheritance, you can go and look for it yourself."
Wang Batian's sharp eyes stared straight at Hei Hukui, and the corner of his mouth revealed a cold smile, as he said in a deep voice, "It's been a few years since we last met, you little fellow.
He sneered, pointed at Ning Wufeng and said contemptuously: "Back then I gave you a feeling of relaxation, you didn't forget, did you? Could it be that you want to have another try today? "
When the crowd saw that they were in a stalemate, they all revealed expressions of curiosity.
Ning Wufeng heard some people talking quietly beside him.
"Back then, when Hei Hukui's sword body was at its initial stage, he fought with Wang Batian at the city walls. The two of them fought for more than three hundred rounds, but in the end, Hei Hukui did not even manage to touch the corner of Wang Batian's clothes.
"Yeah, I heard that the Black Tiger Sword Pavilion sent people to buy Profound Grade Spirit Dans from the Great Sun City in order to save Hei Hukui's life. "I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, more than ten years would have passed."
Everyone talked amongst themselves, causing Hei Hukui's face to turn ugly. Wang Batian looked down at Hei Hukui, his face revealing a pleased expression.
"If there was a battle today, it definitely wouldn't have ended up like that year." Hei Hukui said in a sinister voice, his throat releasing sets of low roars, the Sword Qi in his body uncontrollably flowing out.
Now that he was more than ten times stronger than ten years ago, how could Hei Hukui be a match for him?
"Is that so? I'd like to see what happens. " Wang Batian laughed in ridicule.
As he spoke, his claw moved as fast as wind and thunder, grabbing towards Hei Hukui at an extremely fast speed. It was obvious that he was an expert who had cultivated his fleshly body horizontally.
Ning Wufeng's face changed, he did not expect Wang Batian to be a dual spirit cultivator. Not only was there a strong Qi and Blood Strength in his body, there was also a surge of violent spiritual energy.
"The Endless Mountain does not seem to be inland. There are many places that are exhausted of spirit energy because of the existence of spatial rifts, and without spirit energy, if you want to defeat the Demonic Beast, you can only train them horizontally." Yan Ling explained softly.
"So, almost all the soldiers in Great Qin cultivate both the body and the spirit. It is said that the's Marshal, who is guarding the Endless Mountain, has a strong body and soul that went into the Essential Pill Stage. "
When physical strength and spirit energy enter the Essential Pill Stage at the same time, it would be at the same level as the Great Qin Marshal. Then if his soul, spirit energy, body and consciousness stepped into the Essential Pill Stage at the same time, what kind of strength would he have?
Thinking about that, Ning Wufeng could not help but lick his lips.
Just then, Wang Batian's claw came over. Hei Hukui tilted his body, and his shoulder caved in at a strange angle as he dodged Wang Batian's claw strike.
"Huh?" Wang Batian let out a light cry. He did not expect Hei Hukui to think of such a strange method of dodging and couldn't help but be surprised.
Ning Wufeng revealed a faint smile. Seems like Hei Hukui's ability to learn and use was pretty strong.
While Wang Batian was still stunned, Hei Hukui turned his hand and punched towards Huang Long, rushing towards Wang Batian's chest. The fist light turned into a tiger claw that radiated a dazzling light.
A faint tiger roar could be heard.
Wang Batian's expression changed as berserk blood energy surged within him and even his skin had solidified into a greyish-white color, like that of a rock. The spiritual energy was transformed into armor in front of his body.
Boom ?
Hei Hukui's punch directly shattered Wang Batian's spirit armor, causing him to retreat more than ten steps.
"What a powerful strength." The surrounding people were all surprised and let out soft cries.
Wang Batian also didn't think that the brat that he had played tricks on back then would be so strong to this extent.
He growled in a cold tone: "I underestimated you."
Hei Hukui's face revealed a brilliant smile, and said: "In thirty years, in thirty years, in the east, in the west, all of the feng shui will revolve, that's all."
"What a great 'Circulatory Cycle Revolution'. I'd like to see how fast you can spin it." Wang Batian roared sinisterly, his entire body surging with a berserk aura, which caused the tables and chairs to tremble incessantly.
Hei Hukui's pupils contracted slightly as a cautious look surfaced on his face.
"Enough!"
A low shout sounded out, and at the top of the stairs, a stunning figure walked up to the second floor, flocking around a dozen people behind her.
Feng Ruxiao also closely followed behind her, glancing at Ning Wufeng coldly.
Wang Batian's expression changed, he snorted and said: "I'll let you off this once, I'll see how you suffer later!"
At this moment, the gazes of the crowd all landed on that breathtaking figure.
Her hair was snow-white and her clothes were fluttering in the wind. Her eyes were filled with cold arrogance, as though no one in Linjiang Pavilion could enter her eyes.
"This is Ouye Family's second young miss, she is indeed beautiful."
"If I can get a smile from a beautiful woman, even if I die, I won't regret it."
Almost everyone was moved by Ouye Qian's noble aura, even Hei Hukui had her eyes opened wide.
Ning Wufeng glanced at her, then retracted his gaze. He had seen many beauties like this. Moreover, the domineering aura of this woman made him feel uncomfortable.
Ouye Qian's gaze swept around indifferently. Wherever she looked, no one dared to meet her gaze. Even the previously berserk Wang Batian was now like an obedient child in front of her.
"Just ?" Just now, I was ridiculed by Miss Ouye. " When Wang Batian saw Ouye Qian's gaze shooting towards him, even his words became a little sloppy. His heart was beating wildly as he thought in his heart: Could it be that she was attracted by my mighty and domineering aura before?
However, Ouye Qian completely ignored him. Her gaze passed through Wang Batian and landed on Ning Wufeng who was behind him.
"You are Ning Wufeng? "Why aren't you looking at me?" Ouye Qian said indifferently. This lowly commoner actually dared to not look straight at her, and was wholeheartedly eating.
A hint of anger surfaced on her beautiful face. Seeing that, Feng Ruxiao could not help but sneer in his heart, and thought to himself: Stinking brat, don't blame me for being rude to you, you asked for it, I only provided you with a platform.
Ning Wufeng raised his head and sized her up. It was true that such a beauty was moving, but her arrogance was too great and did not suit him.
"No, it's just that Miss is too beautiful, causing Ning Wufeng to feel inferior."