The Ningxue Sword has already locked onto this place.
We were indeed a step too late to assassinate Fang Che!
In this situation, there’s no other choice but to fight to the death!
Fight or not, it’s a dead-end road.
Everyone, fight!
Thus, with a boom, the Ning Family Mansion also erupted with powerful energy.
Soon, thirty human figures shot into the sky, fleeing in all directions.
In fact, just as they expected, even if they didn’t fight, surrendering willingly, they could hide nothing under the Ningxue Sword.
The mont the Ningxue Sword arrived, everything was already predestined!
Seeing so many people rushing out, the vicious energy that burst forth made Ningxue Sword’s heart feel a sense of clarity. These are indeed little demons!
Finally found them, hahaha...
Like snow, the sword waved in the air.
In an instant, thousands of sword lights directly slashed down fiercely.
He didn’t even look and charged directly at six people.
Among those six, one carried another person on their back, desperately escaping, while the other five guarded from the side.
Screams sounded without pause, and the other fleeing people, without exception, were killed under the dense Sword Qi, with fresh blood scattering through the air.
And every living being in the courtyard, none were left!
Even the people in the rooms were killed with a single sword strike.
And the powerful aura of the Ningxue Sword had already enveloped the six who were escaping.
Among them, five let out a mournful howl, screaming out, "Go!"
Then, they simultaneously turned back with their swords, their bodies swelling rapidly, obviously ready to fight desperately to give the Dream Demon a chance to escape.
But who is Ningxue Sword? How could he allow them to play such tricks in front of him.
He struck down with an unreserved sword strike.
Five beams of sword light, like thunderbolts, descended from the skies.
The five hadn’t even made it halfway before they were split into ten pieces from head to groin! And the Sword Qi continued to wreak havoc, shattering the space into fragnts.
The five Nightmare Guards only blocked one move and didn’t even manage to hold it off. They delayed the Ningxue Sword’s attack for less than two seconds!
Clad in white like snow, Ningxue Sword darted off, intercepting the last person.
Not saying a single word, he lightly flicked the sword tip.
The Sword Qi flew out.
A blood hole appeared on the forehead of the last Nightmare Guard.
Eyes filled with hatred instantly turned blank, collapsing powerlessly.
The elderly person on her back, who looked like a scholar, fell to the ground with a puff, face up, currently with eyes wide open staring at Ningxue Sword, an expression of extre venom and viciousness on his face.
The old man was trembling all over, his eyes slowly shifting, looking at the six transford into corpses but originally beautiful Nightmare Guards, showing pain in his eyes.
He gritted his teeth, turning his head, "Rui! Qian! Shan!"
Every word seed to carry hatred as vast as the sky and sea.
Ningxue Sword’s Divine Thought encompassed the whole field, ensuring there was not a single oversight.
Only then did he safely descend from the sky, and Fang Che who ca with him naturally landed simultaneously.
"Dream Demon, is this the real eting this ti?"
Ningxue Sword coldly looked at the old man, speaking indifferently: "I didn’t expect you to look so kind and amiable, I thought your Divine Fragnt appearance was made up by yourself, surprisingly it really does look like that, peculiar indeed."
"A real eting, so what?"
The old man was evidently the Dream Demon, sneering venomously: "Do you think you can kill ? Or do you think that killing this flesh body of mine really ans you’ve killed ?"
Ningxue Sword said indifferently: "Since you can’t be killed, then why haven’t you left this flesh body to escape? Dream Demon, is the flesh body very important to you?"
The Dream Demon’s facial muscles twitched, evidently touched on a sore spot, he spoke cruelly: "So what of it? When the ti truly cos, this flesh body can indeed be discarded."
Ningxue Sword let out a cold laugh: "How many bodies does that make?"
The Dream Demon sneered and didn’t answer.
Ningxue Sword said: "If I estimate correctly, you were countered back by Ninth Brother back then, that original flesh body died, right? The current flesh body was changed after that, wasn’t it?"
The Dream Demon’s eyes revealed a savage glint, still didn’t respond.
"So when that original body died, it made your Divine Soul fall into a coma for three thousand years?"
Ningxue Sword mockingly said: "Then this ti, once this body dies, and a Soul Split is also lost, plus all eight of your Nightmare Guards are also dead... How many years will you be comatose? Three thousand years? Six thousand years?"
The Dream Demon snarled: "The thousand years don’t concern you, I can wait. When I co out again, Rui Qianshan, I will demand the hundred million True Spirits of your Guardian Continent as the price for your actions today!"
Ningxue Sword smiled faintly, eyes sharp: "Ridiculous, who knows if I will still be alive by then, worrying about thousands of years later? Using such words to scare today? Have you nothing else to say? If not, then please get on your way."
The Dream Demon lay on the ground, eyes filled with endless malice.
"Rui Qianshan, all you can destroy is just one of my bodies! That’s it!"
The Dream Demon murmured resentfully: "I am a Divine Divine Soul body, do you really think you have won? Ti is still long, I hope you live a few more years! We shall play slowly."
On the side, Fang Che quietly released the Golden Horned Flood Dragon.
Divine Soul body?
You think I can swallow your split soul but can’t swallow your current original soul?
Try !
Ningxue Sword snorted, speaking indifferently: "Then see you in a few thousand years when we face off again. It’s a pity that these thousands of years, you won’t witness my valor!"
Like snow, the long sword waved, and dozens of sword lights pierced the Dream Demon’s forehead, throat, heart, Dantian...
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