Ning Luo was at Martial Qi Level Three, yet Ye

Qingtang could be evenly matched with him

No, it was not a tied match either. The situation

before them was clearly Ye Qingtang suppressing

Ning Luo.

Twisted Qin Huans eyes were widened.

Regardless of whether it was Ye Qingtang or

Ning Luo, both of them displayed a frightening

combat ability which had exceedingly surpassed

that of the inner sect disciples, even to the point

that Qin Huan could not see the tracks of Ye

Qingtangs and Ning Luos attacks clearly

Boom!

A loud explosion caused the Xuanling Sect

disciples to return to their senses.

At that instant, Ning Luo had already drawn out

his sword, which clashed with Ye Qingtangs

Demonic Blood Sword.

The sword aura swept across the surroundings

instantly.

The expressions of the Xuanling Sect disciples

changed, and they immediately retreated

backward.

The amount of power from the battle between

Ye Qingtang and Ning Luo was not a joke, and

they could be chopped into pieces if they were

just a little careless.

If they innocently embroiled in this disaster, there

was no one they could find to reason when they

died without a trace.

Haha Ye Qingtang, youre really not an

ordinary person. Youre only at the Third

Heaven of Martial Qi Level Two but could force

me to draw my sword out. Youre truly not

simple

Ning Luo laughed as he looked at Ye Qingtang.

However, Ning Luo had not finished his

sentence yet when Ye Qingtangs left fist was

hercely thrown on Ning Luos face.

Boom!

Then, Ning Luos face was a little twisted, and he

was flung several meters away from Ye

Qingtangs punch.

You After steadying himself, Ning Luo

wiped the blood from the corners of his lips as

haze clouded his eyes.

You? So full of b*llsh*t. Ye Qingtang sneered

coldly.

Haha Ning Luo guftawed suddenly. Forget

it | originally wanted to play with you, but

since you dont know how to appreciate my

kindness, there is no need for me to be merciful

already.

Really? Show me your best then. Ye Qingtang

uttered.

Since Ye Qingtang had already confirmed that

Ning Luo was a Yunxiao Sect disciple, she made

up her mind to kill him right there and not allow

him to flee back to Yunxiao. Otherwise even

she would not be able to stop history from

repeating itself.

Youre so confident, Ye Qingtang. Could it be

that you thought Ive already done my best?

Ning Luo asked.

A bunch of nonsense! Ye Qingtang shouted

coldly. Then, she leaped up and slashed the

Demonic Blood Sword down at Ning Luo,

wanting to split Ning Luo into two.

At that instant, Ning Luo was motionless in face

of Ye Qingtangs mighty aura as he snickered.

Youre a mere red spirit root, and theres no way

you can understand the Paragon Skill Just this

fact itself has already sentenced you to death.

As he spoke, his aura changed drastically.

In the dense forest, the surrounding temperature

dropped, and there seemed to even be snowflakes

descending slowly.

The Paragon Skill?!

Zhu Changge, Qin Huan, and the other

Xuanling Sect disciples who were hidden far

away could not help but quiver in the extremely

cold temperature. A hint of terror emerged in

their eyes at that moment.

Although it was said that there was a chance of

understanding the Paragon Skill from yellow

spirit roots onward, many cultivators were

nowhere close to understanding it even after an

entire lifetime.

Not mentioning cultivators with yellow spirit

roots, even those with green spirit roots might

not be able to understand the Paragon Skill

throughout their lives.

For example, while Xuanling Sect had disciples

with green spirit roots, Feng Moli was the only

one who understood the Paragon Skill!

As the group panicked, frost formed all over the

ground.