Chapter 298

"I wanted to come up and teach you a lesson for a long time. Now that you are courting death, I will fulfill you..." The corner of Jin Lin's mouth showed a ferocious expression, and a blue sword shadow in his hand had already shot at Ning Cheng.

When the sword shadow just shot out, it was still a blue and barking sword energy. After a short while, waves of sword pattern waves formed around Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng knew immediately that Jin Lin was stronger than all the cultivators he had beaten on this stage before. Moreover, the opponent's sword pattern waves are somewhat similar to his axe pattern. This kind of corrugated True Essence Killing Intent was the most difficult to form. Ning Cheng had a deep understanding of the Axe Intent and clearly understood this.

At the same moment, Ning Cheng's Xuan Xuan spear flicked, and Xuan Bing's thirty-six sword beams blasted out.

"Qiangqiang..." Intensive symphony of killing intent rang out from the arena, and the dense sword patterns landed on the net of spear beams formed by Ning Cheng Xuanbing's thirty-six spears, and could no longer advance an inch.

Jin Lin couldn't believe it. During the frantic agitation of his true essence, the sword patterns slammed into Ning Cheng's gun mang net wave after wave.

"Boom..." The sword pattern wave finally burst open, completely tearing Ning Cheng's Xuanbing thirty-six spears. The powerful backlash caused Jin Lin to retreat a few steps away.

Ning Cheng didn't move, but he also admired Jin Lin's strength in his heart. Ordinary Xuandan cultivators can cultivate to the level of Jinlin. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are few opponents at the same level.

However, Jin Lin's expression changed. The sword pattern wave he had just instigated so frantically couldn't even shake Ning Cheng in the slightest. This Ning Cheng was really terrifying. It could be seen that Jiang Jun and Elder Hua Ding were right. Ning Cheng was definitely stronger than him.

"Pick up my sword again..."

As Jin Lin spoke, the blue sword in his hand slashed straight down, and the blue sword carried a broad sword beam that was several ten feet tall. The power of this sword glow seems to split the entire arena, and everything under this sword glow will be turned into powder by the sword glow.

One after another blood energy spurted out from the top of Jin Lin's head. Even a fool would know that Jin Lin's sword had unleashed his own potential, and he would even burn his blood essence and chop it down. It could be seen that he did not want to kill Ning Cheng in his heart. It is never resigned.

"Break it for me..." When the huge sword light was still in the air, Jin Lin shouted again with a monstrous momentum. He had already deeply understood the strength of Ning Cheng, and knew that he would never be able to do anything to Ning Cheng unless he brought out his trump card.

"Kaka, bang..." The blue sword beam slammed into the spear beam net that Ning Cheng had just condensed, making a shattering explosion.

Xuan Bing's thirty-six spears were blasted away, and Ning Cheng was driven by this sword that burned blood essence. Go back a few steps. But at this time, the blue and wangwang's sword glow not only did not dim, but instead stretched and widened again. The violent sword intent that swept down seemed to stop when Ning Cheng was shattered into pieces.

Ning Cheng was furious, he didn't take Jin Lin seriously, this guy actually thought he could kill him by burning his blood essence.

Duan Xuan Spear shook and let out bursts of whimpering. Some high-level cultivators understood that the whimper of Ning Cheng's Profound Profound Spear was not only aroused by the spear intent, but the cracks on the spear head were also the main reason. If the gun head is not cracked, the strength of this gun will be more than doubled.

"Boom..." The Xuan Bing Lance slammed on the falling brilliant blue sword light, causing waves of violent vortexes of True Essence.

Jin Lin's chest was blocked, the real essence rolled down, and a mouthful of blood essence could no longer be spit out directly. When he saw that Ning Cheng did not step back. When the long spear in his hand condensed into a shooting mang blade again, a heart sank immediately.

At this moment, he fully understood that he was not one or two points worse than Ning Cheng, but not at all on a level, just like the gap between Xuan Dan and Yuan Soul. Although he was rated ninth, in his heart, even Leng Yu, who ranked third, was not necessarily better than him. And he. There is actually such a big gap with Ning Cheng.

Thinking of the gap between Xuandan and Yuanshen, Jin Lin felt a chill in his heart, how is this possible? Could it be that this person is hiding his cultivation? You are already a cultivator in the Primordial Soul Realm, but you want to hide in the Profound Core Realm?

Just at the moment when his thoughts changed, the long spear had come to Jin Lin's eyebrows, as if passing through a layer of window paper.

An emotion of despair and fear flooded into Jin Lin's heart, and this emotion instantly drowned along with a kind of darkness. disappeared without a trace.

"Pata." Jin Lin's body fell to the ground like a rag.

The surroundings became silent. Although everyone didn't know the rules, it was clear that no matter what level of competition it was. It's all the better looking at the back. Right now, the Profound Core Realm competition has only just started, and it is so exciting. One of the top ten sects, a cultivator of the Red Star Sword Sect who was ranked ninth in the preliminary round was picked and killed by someone.

A moment of silence was followed by bursts of warm roars and applause. The monks watching the battle don't care who you are, what they want to see is blood and excitement.

Tang Guangxi, the elder Huading of the Scarlet Star Sword Sect, clenched his fists, wishing he could immediately take the stage and kill Ning Cheng. A total of two Xuandan cultivators from the Scarlet Star Sword Sect entered the preliminary round, the fewest among the top ten sects. But now these two Xuandan cultivators were all killed by Ning Cheng.

"Tiandaomen Leng Yu came up to learn..." Leng Yu, who had just come down, actually entered the ring for the second time.

This was something that could never have happened in the previous competition, and it actually happened. Now, not only was Ning Cheng disregarding the tacit understanding of the competition, other sects also began to ignore this understanding.

Everyone knows that the strongest final in the Profound Core Realm has already started ahead of schedule. Ning Cheng's behavior aroused dissatisfaction among Xuandan masters from other factions, and this dissatisfaction could only be resolved through the competition stage.

Whoever has the bigger fist speaks.

"I came up just now, and you went down. I hope you don't go down this time, lest you come up next time and I will come up again." Leng Yu's tone was cold and murderous.

Ning Cheng smiled slightly, "You are looking down on yourself. I went down because I was afraid that no one would dare to challenge me again. Since I can't get 80 points no matter what, I don't need to go down for a while, it's a lot of trouble."

"Arrogant..." Leng Yu sneered, and at the same time, his hand shook slightly.

Ning Cheng didn't see any magic weapon, and he didn't see anything plotting, but he could feel a cold killing intent enveloped him.

At this time, Ning Cheng's powerful divine sense function was manifested, and a thin thread, like a long knife, rolled towards Ning Cheng by the waist.

With such a powerful killing intent, even if Ning Cheng was a cultivator in the late stage of the Primordial Soul, once he was caught in such a thin thread, it would be a situation of two halves.

Ning Cheng was stunned, as expected, no cultivator could underestimate him. Leng Yu was just a Xuandan cultivator, yet he was able to wield such a magic weapon that even ordinary consciousness could not capture. This guy is almost as strong as the early stage of the soul, and he is definitely a master who can leapfrog challenges.

Once Ning Cheng dealt with Leng Yu seriously, even a few Leng Yu would not be enough for Ning Cheng to kill.

Before Leng Yu's filaments could be turned into two pieces, Ning Cheng's Profound Profound Breaking Spear had already wrapped around the thin threads, and at the same time, the Profound Profound Breaking Spear in Ning Cheng's hand rolled several times in succession.

The thin line that even divine sense could not detect was instantly wrapped around Ning Cheng's Profound Profound Spear and swept away. Even if Leng Yu forcibly used his divine sense to take back his magic weapon, it would be muddy into the sea, and there would be no news.

A murderous space suddenly formed around Leng Yu, and his heart became cold in an instant. Ning Cheng used a broken middle-grade spiritual tool to collect his top-grade spiritual tool, and also trapped him. At this time, it was easy for Ning Cheng to kill him, he didn't have the ability to resist.

How could a Xuandan cultivator be so powerful? Even in the hands of Primordial Soul cultivator, he can communicate with his own flowing air fog line. Now that his Flowing Sky Mist Line was taken away by Ning Cheng, he had no way to communicate. It's ridiculous that when he came to power before, he still thought about how to teach Ning Cheng a lesson, and then said to Ning Cheng coldly, for the sake of Senior Brother Li Lingfan, I won't kill you, don't take yourself too seriously.

But at this time, he felt that things were completely the opposite, and he didn't dare to move at this moment. He knew that Ning Cheng was going to kill him at this time, and he had no choice at all. He could only resign and wait for Ning Cheng's decision.

"For the sake of Li Lingfan's sake, I won't kill you, you go down." Ning Cheng calmly said what Leng Yu wanted to say before. He let Leng Yu go, but he did not return Leng Yu's magic weapon Liukong Mist Line.

Leng Yu walked off the ring with a pale face, no longer arrogant.

"How is that possible? Leng Yu lost?"

"Leng Yu is the third place in the preliminary evaluation of Xuandanjing, how can he lose? And it's so easy to lose?"

"Nothing is impossible, I can only say that this Ning Cheng is more powerful than everyone imagined. Let's guess, the next person on stage is Deng Xiaoyue, the second-ranked disciple of the Zhanqing Dao Sect, or the first-ranked Qianchanyuan disciple. Nie Xingxian?"

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A beautiful young girl from the Severing Love Dao Sect was pulled by another female cultivator, "Junior Sister Xiaoyue, you are not Ning Cheng's opponent yet, so don't go up. And Ning Cheng has saved my life, maybe it will still be reflected in the future. Senior Sister Die's lover, don't come on stage."

"Yes, Senior Sister Bu." The girl named Bumei replied, but didn't move.

"Nie Xingxian, a disciple of Qianchanyuan, came to teach Brother Ning's tricks." A monk with several incense scars on his head landed on the ring.

Ning Cheng looked at Nie Xingxian suspiciously and said, "Are you a monk, a monk?"

Nie Xingxian touched his bald head honestly, "Yes, I am a monk."

"Since you are a monk, why do you want to come up and compete?" Ning Cheng asked. If it was before, he would definitely not talk nonsense like this. Now Ning Cheng knew that even if he defeated Nie Xingxian, he would not be able to get 80 points. As for whether Nie Xingxian did it or not, it didn't matter at all.

"That's true." Nie Xingxian replied honestly, and in the next moment, he had already sacrificed a gray Zen staff. The Zen Staff brought thousands of stick shadows and rushed towards Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng did not expect that Nie Xingxian looked so simple and honest, but he was so shameless and cunning.

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