Sun Ning knew her thoughts and smiled lightly at her.
Pei Cuiliu's behavior actually made him look up to this woman.
He raised his head slightly, glanced down in a condescending manner, and looked coldly and indifferently at Hong Taichu, a young man in gray clothes a few feet away, walking forward step by step.
Hong Taichu also slowly stood up, and finally spoke for the second time since he appeared, his voice still as cold as ever: "I didn't expect you to dare to come, but you didn't disappoint me."
Sun Ning said: "But you disappoint me."
Hong Taichu said: "Really?"
Sun Ning said calmly: "Your strength is pretty good, and you have the qualifications to challenge me. But your method is too despicable and has offended me."
"Hahaha...you are really crazy!"
Hong Taichu suddenly laughed wildly, and his voice was louder on purpose: "Do you think that I, Hong Taichu, just want to challenge someone pretending to be a disciple of the Master?"
"In this huge Sirius plane, there are actually very few real geniuses. The powerful ones on the Great Saint List are just a bunch of vulgar trash."
"Only you can make me a little bit interested. Especially after I heard that you casually hit Long Dongqing to serious injuries."
"You are so courageous. Under such circumstances, you actually dare to come to Longyang City! I know that you hide your identity and will not show up easily, so I have to use this method to force you out!"
At this point, Hong Taichu laughed again and again: "Today, you are dead!"
Listening to his instructive words, the crowd came to their senses one after another, and their expressions slowly changed.
"This person... is Sun..."
"He is... Sun Ning? He is actually Sun Ning who was hunted down by Qin Tian's arrest order?"
"This man is so brave, he dares to come to Longyang City!"
The crowd suddenly erupted into an almost frightened voice.
Sun Ning's name is really too big.
He killed the Qin Tianjian envoys one after another, and the latest time, even the respected Lord Da Si, a saint-level existence, died in his hands!
There was a faint hint of bright color in Pei Cuiliu's wonderful eyes.
In fact, she had a vague conjecture in her mind - the plane was huge, but such a young man with such abilities could only be counted on one finger.
"Yeah?"
Sun Ning smiled calmly, but there was a gloomy look in his eyes.
Since he dared to come to challenge in public, in full view of everyone, he was already prepared for his identity to be exposed.
But before the battle, Hong Taichu deliberately guided and exposed his identity. The main purpose was, of course, to disturb his state of mind.
Secondly, there is also the idea that even if I defeat him, I will not be able to escape the Qintian Prison’s pursuit.
Hong Taichu wants to make this life-and-death arena truly the place of death for Sun Ning!
With such a design, Sun Ning would naturally use real fire.
"I don't want to have any more verbal disputes with a dying man. Let's fight! Let me see what skills you have to overturn the entire Yuanjie battlefield!"
As soon as he finished speaking, only a crisp sound was heard.
Clang!
Since Hong Taichu appeared, the green steel sword in his hand was unsheathed for the first time!
The blade of the sword was dirty, as if it had been stained with endless blood but had not been wiped dry.
The moment the long sword was unsheathed, a strong smell of blood spread out. This smell of blood even caused a strong wind to blow up his clothes and hair.
Hong Taichu obviously knew how powerful his opponent was, and he drew the Shura Sword without hesitation.
Hong Taichu suddenly rose into the sky like a big bird. At the moment when he rose rapidly, red vortexes rolled up on the Shura sword. Black gaps flashed around the long sword. The huge power had reached the space.
The extent of the crack tear.
"Wow!"
Hong Taichu was condescending, slashed angrily with his long sword, and a red skull shot down. It was so fast that it turned into a red beam of light.
The momentum was so great that at this moment, thousands of tiny cracks opened in the arena of life and death, like a spider web.
"Nothing more than that!"
Sun Ning did not dodge and snorted coldly.
He raised his right hand lightly, and a golden palm appeared in the sky, like the hand of Buddha, exuding an unforgettable and strange aura.
The Shura Sword and the Buddha's hand intersect fiercely in mid-air!
Violent and fragmented shock waves shot out, striking hard around the battlefield, cutting out a full circle of ravines up to two feet wide.
The flow of light in two colors, gold and red, completely covered the entire arena of life and death.
It is no longer difficult for ordinary people to see the scene in the battle circle!
Only those powerful masters, semi-saints and even saints can use their spiritual consciousness to see that the red skull quickly dissipated, and that big golden hand was like a rock.
Sun Ning laughed and flew up.
He waved his hands one after another, and strands of mana crisscrossed in front of him. He vaguely heard him say faintly: "Take another move from me!"
He pushed up with both hands fiercely, and a golden sledgehammer that could hardly be distinguished as authentic, but was clearly made of magic power, shot towards Hong Taichu in mid-air.
Wherever the sledgehammer hits, the space cannot bear its force, and a black hole with a diameter of about one and a half feet, like a cave, appears directly.
A peak half-sage murmured: "What a powerful method! What a powerful magical power! This kind of skill is unusual even in the fairy world."
There was a saint whose face changed drastically, and he asked himself if he faced this move, he might not be able to escape completely, and he would most likely be injured.
"The face of Shura..."
His body turned over and over again in mid-air. Hong Taichu's upward momentum not only stopped, but also became condescending.
Facing the golden sledge that roared towards him, tearing apart the space, his body swooped down like a meteor. With a slight tap of the Shura Sword in his hand, a blood-colored air wave shot out from the tip of the sword.
This air wave quickly grew in size and turned into a human face in the blink of an eye.
Judging from the facial features, this face is not much different from Hong Taichu's, but his aura is more fierce and fierce.
Murderous aura circulates, cruel and ferocious, and so evil that it is impossible to look directly at him.
The golden magic hammer was completely swallowed up by this big face in an instant.
The violent explosion spread from the void to the ground, the space shook violently, and the ground shook violently. The violent shock waves spread out in all directions, and the sharp energy was like thousands of sharp knives, shooting towards the crowd in all directions.
The crowd had no time to escape.
Seeing that countless people were about to be killed, under the burst of energy from the two of them, an old voice suddenly sounded from the clouds: "Ding!"
A ball of red light as bright and dazzling as the scorching sun suddenly burst out, covering the sky. Not even a single bit of the terrifying energy erupted when the two men were fighting was left out, and it was all wrapped around the life and death arena, without any leakage.
At the same time, a light red silk-like physical air curtain surrounded the mountains in all directions, forming a powerful defensive barrier.
Unless the barrier is torn apart, the energy on the battlefield can no longer harm the crowd watching the battle. (To be continued)