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"What!"

Everyone's hearts trembled. They originally thought that Ming Yu was at the end of his strength and had almost no fighting strength, but who would have thought that Ming Yu's sword strike contained such a powerful force that it directly blew Luo Ling away and even wounded him!

All of a sudden, everyone's gaze turned towards the youth standing in his original spot with the Acheron Sword in his hand, whose eyes were completely still.

They were very puzzled. This youth … How did he do it?

"Get out of my way!"

At this moment, Luo Ling, covered in mud and dirt, stood up. His pair of deep purple eyes scanned the surroundings and a terrifying murderous aura spread out, making everyone fall back in fear.

Luo Ling looked at the dust cloud 50 meters away from him. There, Ming Yu was walking towards him with a Acheron Sword in his hand.

Feeling the aura of death coming from Ming Yu, Luo Ling felt a strong unwillingness to die.

He had the strength of 6900 lions, he was Luo Ling, the strongest person among Nether Mansion young generation, the future successor to the Palace Chief! But now, he was repelled by the youth's casual strike. How could he accept this reality?

"Everything just now was just an accident. The battle has only just begun. Prepare to die, you piece of trash!"

Saying that, Luo Ling once again raised his spear and shot forward. Deep purple true energy with a thick killing aura coiled around the spear body. It actually turned into the shadow of a death spear in mid-air and came attacking.

"The afterimage of the dead soul!"

This move was also a High Grade Martial Technique of Spirit Level. Although it was not as berserk as the Death Soul's destructive power, it was still extremely fast and had a tricky angle. Every spear was filled with deadly killing intent.

Furthermore, Luo Ling had Shadow Steps, so when he used the afterimages of the dead spirits, his figure was also like a ghost. Suddenly changing from left to right, constantly changing, causing the trajectory of his spear to be even more unpredictable.

At this moment, Ming Yu's Divine Lake water had already rushed into his Divine Court and activated the Dark Soul Touch. He continuously tried to determine the trajectory of Luo Ling's spear, predicting his subsequent changes.

Although his Divine Lake water was consumed crazily in this state, he was able to see through Luo Ling's killing intent.

The Sword Qi of Death was being stimulated more and more, and Ming Yu's entire person's Sword Intent was constantly growing, his sword moves were even more threatening!

Everyone could clearly see the shadows of the spear in Luo Ling's hands flying. The Acheron Sword in Ming Yu's hands danced like afterimages. Every sword strike would bring out a dark green sword qi, forcing back Luo Ling's powerful killing move.

Amidst the sword dance, the cyan sword beam that Ming Yu slashed out became more and more violent and the green light gradually became brighter!

Right now, he could summon out four hundred Sword Qi of Death and the amount of sword qi was still increasing!

The Acheron Sword Sword did not slow down at all, and its sword suddenly slashed down vertically. In a state of panic, Wu Tie raised the Death Soul Spear and barely blocked the attack, the dark green sword ripples shot out in all directions from where the spear shaft and sword blade met, the terrifying death qi pierced into the hearts of everyone, shocking them.

Everyone was shocked, this Ming Yu was much stronger than they imagined!

It was only after careful consideration that everyone realized that all of this made sense.

Since Ming Yu had the ability to snatch the Acheron Sword, then he must have some exceptional qualities. To be able to beat Luo Ling was in itself a display of strength!

Originally, they wanted to easily snatch the Acheron Sword in Ming Yu's hands, but now it seemed how laughable it was!

However, the veins on Luo Ling's forehead stood out as he roared: "You forced me!"

Sensing the Sword Qi of Death that was about to freeze over his soul, Luo Ling's rage reached its peak. With a roar, he pushed Ming Yu away, and with madness in his deep purple eyes, he tore off the mask and revealed his true appearance to everyone!

"Hiss …"

When everyone saw Luo Ling's face clearly, they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Luo Ling's pair of eyes were deep purple and exuding an aura of death. His face was deathly pale, but his lips were dark purple. The teeth in his mouth actually had a sharp triangular shape, like a ferocious fang!

Because Luo Ling had been cultivating in the Nether Enlightenment Art all year round, his body had already been severely corroded. Even his face began to turn into a beast and became this horrifying!

It was precisely because of this that he wore a black mask to hide his identity from others. But now, his eyes were only focused on Ming Yu. No matter the price, he had to kill Ming Yu!

A black pill flashed in Luo Ling's hand, and he threw it into his mouth to chew.

In the next moment, Luo Ling's eyes revealed a pained look. Both of his hands hit the ground and the zhenqi in his body became chaotic, as if it was following a specific meridian path and moving crazily within it.

Immediately after, Luo Ling's skin gradually turned gray. His body began to wiggle and expand crazily. His black clothes were almost burst open and in the blink of an eye, his body had expanded to a height of three meters!

Long, unkempt hair covering his shoulders, a grey-green face, deep purple eyes, terrifying lips, fangs, and a body that was covered in muscles after mutation …

At this moment, Luo Ling had completely become a terrifying demon, a killing machine!

"This is …" "Netherworld Pill!" Someone finally came to a realization as he muttered to himself.

Another person asked, "What is a Netherworld Pill?"

The man said in a trembling voice, "The Netherworld Pill is a forbidden pill that consumes one's potential. Once consumed, it will consume one's own blood essence and would not be able to recover for half a year. However, after consuming the Netherworld Pill, one's strength will increase dramatically and their physical strength will be astonishing.

After hearing the explanation, many people understood that this kind of Forbidden Medicine could only injure the enemy one thousand times and harm oneself eight hundred times. But no matter what, the current Luo Ling was incomparable to the past!

Everyone's hope of obliteration ignited instantly. After this kind of state, Luo Ling would be extremely weak and without strength, and Ming Yu would also be seriously injured from his bombardment.

At that time, when both of them were injured, if they were to fight for the Acheron Sword again, the chance would increase greatly!

"Die."

His voice became as shrill and weird as a ghost. His body was incredibly heavy, but the moment his toes touched the ground, he shot out at an even faster speed, like a cannonball, towards Ming Yu!

However, Ming Yu did not dodge or evade. Luo Ling's strength was increasing explosively, and he, wasn't he the same as well?

A pair of evil and cold eyes bloomed as the Acheron Sword slashed out with his hand. Ming Yu was forced ten steps back after stepping on the ground, but he still managed to block off the impact of the Death Soul Spear in Luo Ling's hands.

As Wu Tie swung his spear in front of him, it actually caused the air in front of him to explode, causing Ming Yu to retreat continuously. During the exchange, Ming Yu was also injured by Luo Ling's berserk Zhen Qi, but every time he was pushed back, Ming Yu would come again in an even stronger posture. Even though he was wounded all over, he still did not retreat or show any cowardice!

Ming Yu's power rose bit by bit as his sword qi skyrocketed!

Four hundred Sword Qi of Death … 500 lines... Six hundred lines!

Six hundred Sword Qi of Death, that was the limit that Ming Yu could activate now!

Although it had only triggered a fifth of all the Sword Qi of Death, it was enough to deal with Luo Ling!

Under Luo Ling's three meter tall body, Ming Yu looked extremely insignificant. However, he grew braver with each battle, his eyes suffused with the green color of death. The three-foot-long green light in his hand was constantly being violently slashed, and it actually forced Luo Ling to retreat step by step.

Looking at Ming Yu's god-like figure at the scene and listening to the heavy sounds of exchanging blows, everyone was scared out of their wits!

Their expressions all changed!

Originally, they thought that Luo Ling possessed the same level of ability as Ming Yu. However, under these circumstances, Ming Yu used an even more violent and brutal manner to push Luo Ling back.

This youth was actually creating miracles. Just when they were surprised by Ming Yu, Ming Yu's actions again and again challenged their cognitive limit, constantly breaking their bottom line of surprise!

"NO!" Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! "

Luo Ling waved the Death Soul Spear in his hands crazily and stabbed it towards Ming Yu's head. However, Ming Yu did not dodge and the six hundred Sword Qi of Death exploded and sent the Death Soul Spear flying.

Then, the Acheron Sword stabbed into Luo Ling's right shoulder. With a flick of his wrist, it swung outward. With a "Si La" sound, Wu Tie's entire right arm was torn off by Ming Yu using his Acheron Sword!

That thick right arm was extremely heavy, and as it fell on the ground, it struggled, wriggled, and twisted. In the end, it began to emit white smoke, shrinking back to its original size.0

The intense pain and what actually happened in front of his eyes made Luo Ling dumbfounded!

He used all the power in his body, and even took a Forbidden Medicine, but he was still defeated by Ming Yu …

At this moment, Luo Ling suddenly realized that he was never Ming Yu's match!

He previously said that he would behead Ming Yu, but now, not only did he not possess this ability, but under Ming Yu's Acheron Sword, his heart was no longer filled with madness and unwillingness. Instead, it was filled with fear!

The crowd in the distance was extremely shocked. They never expected Luo Ling to be so powerful, yet he was still defeated by Ming Yu.

For a moment, everyone present remembered this teenager with a Acheron Sword!

In the arena, Ming Yu's eyes were cold as his Acheron Sword rushed out and slashed at Luo Ling's neck …

"Whoosh!"

However, at this moment, an indiscernible cold light came from the side and headed straight for Ming Yu's forehead!

Just at that moment, Ming Yu suddenly changed his move and stabbed out his sword, shattering that cold light. At the same time, Ming Yu felt a violent power coming from the Acheron Sword, which sent his entire body flying behind him.

The sudden change in the arena caused the spectators who were hiding in the mountains to feel astonished.

Originally, they thought that Ming Yu would directly behead Luo Ling with a single sword strike. However, how could Ming Yu fly behind himself midway?

The next moment, a figure flew over from the distance and appeared in front of Luo Ling, answering the questions on everyone's mind.

Everyone looked over and saw an old man wearing a black and purple cloak.

His figure was gaunt like a light breeze, seemingly about to be blown away at any time. The face hidden under the cloak could only see the wrinkles on his mouth and nose, but his facial features could not be clearly seen.

However, no one would underestimate this old man, because a dense, unbreakable, pitch black Evil Qi had suddenly emerged from his body. Just from sensing this aura, one's heart would wildly jump, face would turn pale, and his willpower would constantly be worn away!

The only thing that the old man exposed was his hands.

Those two hands had long since become skin and bones, revealing a dark black color. They were like two bones stained with poison, looking especially frightening.

If he wasn't mistaken, he was the number one figure of the Nether Mansion, the Palace Chief of the Nether Mansion!

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