Chapter 549 I'll Teach You

Sikong Bai looked at the scene in front of him and frowned. He could naturally smell the aura spreading out from Ning Zhumang's body at this moment, "Great Defying Sword Canon?"

This was a very strange thing.

It was strange because Sikong Bai remembered it very clearly. The Great Defying Sword Scripture he passed down was not a complete cultivation method. There was a loophole in it, and it was precisely this loophole that allowed him to use secret techniques to extract all the energy that the nearly 10,000 disciples of the Exquisite Pavilion had painstakingly cultivated for his own use.

This was the path he had left for himself early in the morning.

He was also confused and confused about whether to use it or not.

Only then did he finally make up his mind to use the path left for him after understanding some things. What he didn't understand was how Ning Zhumang managed to escape the same fate as those disciples. He had clearly cultivated the Great Defying Sword Scripture as well … Could it be that he had noticed the oddity in the sword scripture early in the morning and had relied on his own abilities to fix the loophole in the sword scripture?

At the thought of this, Sikong Bai 's expression turned ugly again.

At the very least, he thought that with his talent, he was completely unable to accomplish this, and the combination of all these strange things instantly made Sikong Bai 's fear even heavier.

However, even if Ning Zhumang was hiding something strange, Sikong Bai had no intention of letting him go. On the contrary, the more he acted like this, the more determined Sikong Bai was to kill him.

The black dragon responded and finally arrived in front of Ning Zhumang.

Ning Zhumang did not panic. The lion behind him, who was also covered in black gas, also bullied him and greeted the black dragon.

When the dragon and the lion met, the black gas in the sky stirred, and roars and roars interweaved.

The Dragon Lion Battle was a ball.

However, it was obvious that the True Spirit summoned by Ning Zhumang, who had yet to reach the Immortal Realm, was far from being a match for the black dragon. After three rounds, the black dragon wrapped itself around him and was unable to move.

However, even at this moment, Ning Zhumang's expression was still indifferent. He looked at the gradually exhausted Black Lion without the slightest emotion fluctuation, as if he was watching a play that had nothing to do with him.

Sikong Bai's eyes gradually narrowed. He stared at Ning Zhumang, and something seemed to light up in the depths of his pitch-black eyes.

He didn't believe that this was Ning Zhumang's full strength. He knew very well his martial nephew's temperament. If he wasn't a little confident, he wouldn't have chosen to fight him at this moment.

However, at this moment, the Black Lion was completely suppressed by the Black Dragon. He couldn't help but let out wailing sounds from his mouth. There were numerous ferocious wounds everywhere on his body made of black gas. At this moment, it was evident that it no longer had any combat strength.

This wasn't as simple as it seemed.

The Black Lion was Ning Zhumang's true spirit. Once the Black Lion died in battle, it would definitely cause serious damage to Ning Zhumang, who was connected to the Heart God. In this way, Sikong Bai could no longer imagine what Ning Zhumang could rely on to defeat him.

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Roar!

The Black Lion, who had been suppressed by the evil dragon, could no longer resist the bite of the evil dragon. It let out a wailing cry as it looked up at Ning Zhumang, who had been standing there all along, puzzled. At that moment, its body turned into fragments and scattered in all directions.

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Sikong Bai asked with a calm brow.

He suppressed his vigilance and narrowed his eyes with killing intent.

The black dragon seemed to have sensed something. After tearing apart the black lion, it roared towards Ning Zhumang.

At this moment, Ning Zhumang finally moved. He suddenly stretched out his hand and held it in the air. At that moment, a pitch-black sword condensed in his hand. He stepped forward and faced the incoming black dragon. With a swing of his sword, sword shadows lit up the sky and wrapped around the black dragon's body.

Seeing this sword, Sikong Bai frowned. He couldn't understand how Ning Zhumang's cultivation could withstand the power of the black dragon. He stared at Ning Zhumang who was killing the black dragon, trying to find some clues from the white-browed, black-haired man.

However, he was somewhat disappointed in the result.

The moment the aggressive Ning Zhumang collided with the black dragon, his body trembled and he was actually sent flying by the black dragon's body. The sword shadow he had just activated immediately dissipated.

The muscles on Sikong Bai 's face twitched as he looked at Ning Zhumang, who had fallen to the ground in a sorry state, but his heart was filled with anger. He was annoyed by his own caution, and he was also annoyed by the fact that he was facing a great enemy just now. In fact, Ning Zhumang's current strength was much higher than the ordinary Great Development Realm because he had cultivated the Great Defying Sword Canon. He had almost reached the Half-step Immortal Realm, but such strength was far from threatening Sikong Bai at all.

Thinking of this, Sikong Bai didn't hesitate at all. His clothes started to stir again. Another evil dragon appeared beside him. At that time, the two evil dragons charged towards Ning Zhumang, who had fallen to the ground and hadn't even had time to stand up.

Not surprisingly, Ning Zhumang, who had yet to stand up, was heavily hit by the two evil dragons at that time. His body was once again sent flying backwards in a sorry state.

Two consecutive failures left the Sect Leader's clothes in tatters. The aura around him seemed to have weakened a lot, and his body was covered in countless wounds. At this moment, fresh blood was continuously flowing down his body.

However, he did not die, and even struggled to stand up again.

"This ability to resist beatings seems pretty good." Sikong Bai seemed to have seen through the essence of Ning Zhumang's strength. He smiled sinisterly and said. Three more evil dragons surged out from behind him, cooperating with the two evil dragons from before to attack Ning Zhumang again.

He had no intention of torturing Ning Zhumang. In the end, he was not a cruel person. He was both a fellow disciple and an elder. At this moment, he had a different concept of being an enemy. He did not have to let Ning Zhumang suffer humiliation before he died. Of course, this thought was only Sikong Bai's own. As for the tens of thousands of disciples that had been devoured by him, it seemed that he had long forgotten about them.

The attacks of the five evil dragons were extremely powerful, Ning Zhumang didn't have the slightest bit of strength to retaliate. His body was once again thrown to the ground. This time, all of his clothes were shattered. There was almost no intact flesh on his naked body, and it was covered in blood. Even the black silk that he had carefully dressed when he left the house today was scattered in this kind of collision.

He seemed to have lost his last bit of strength. He did not climb up again. He just lay on his back on the ground, panting heavily.

"It's time to end it." Sikong Bai frowned and said, Actually, at this moment, he faintly sensed something strange in his heart. Even though Ning Zhumang's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds after cultivating the Great Defying Sword Scripture and had reached the Half-step Immortal Realm, he should not be able to withstand the impact of the Five-fingered Black Dragon at all. He should have died a long time ago under such severe injuries, but why was he still alive?

This made Sikong Bai somewhat uneasy. He decided to eliminate this uneasy factor as quickly as possible.

Hence, four more black dragons appeared behind him. Including the previous five, at this moment, nine evil dragons were staring covetously at Ning Zhumang, who was lying on the ground and covered in blood.

"Kill him." Sikong Bai's deep voice rang out as the nine evil dragons surrounded Ning Zhumang from all directions.

This time, Sikong Bai decided to tear Ning Zhumang's body apart and end this boring farce.

He narrowed his eyes and stared straight at the scene of Nine Dragons devouring people. This should be a solemn ceremony. This represented that the Linglong Pavilion was heading towards a new chapter from this moment onwards. It also represented that a sect that was about to rise in the starry sky was about to rise in his hands.

Sikong Bai was immersed in such a beautiful dream, unable to extricate himself, nor did he want to extricate himself.

However, just as the nine evil dragons roared in front of Ning Zhumang, they opened their fangs and were about to bite Ning Zhumang's blood-soaked body.

Ning Zhu Mang, who had almost no ability to retaliate in Sikong Bai's eyes, suddenly lit up with a divine light. The dense pitch black color once again spread out in his eyes, and his eyes instantly turned black.

At the same time, his hands suddenly stretched out, and a strange aura spread out from his body-the aura of the Great Defying Sword Scripture.

"Huh?" Feeling this, Sikong Bai's expression changed, but before he could react, a huge suction force gushed out from Ning Zhumang's extended hands. The nine roaring dragons let out mournful cries under the boundless suction force. Afterwards, their enormous bodies were pulled into tears by the suction force, and they were continuously poured into Ning Zhumang's hands.

Even during this process, The nine evil dragons kept rolling around their bodies, In an attempt to escape the fate of being devoured, the suction force that surged out of Ning Zhumang's hands seemed to possess an innate restraint towards the black dragons. The black dragons, who could compete with the immortals in length, could not help but use all their strength under that force to be sucked into Ning Zhumang's body and completely devoured.

After devouring this powerful force, Ning Zhumang suddenly stood up.

He began to emit dense black gas from his body, and the shocking wounds on his flesh began to solidify and form scabs at a visible rate. Finally, they fell off, revealing the intact body beneath him.

Everything was a long story, but it only happened in a few breaths of time.

When Ning Zhumang, whose eyes were pitch-black, once again strolled in front of Sikong Bai with a monstrous amount of black gas, Taishang Elder of the Exquisite Pavilion regained his senses.

His brows furrowed even deeper. He roughly understood that Ning Zhumang's defeat was only his intention. His real goal was to draw out the nine evil dragons and devour one of them to strengthen his body.

But what he couldn't understand was how Ning Zhumang did this.

Of all the known cultivation methods in the world, Sikong Bai had never heard of a cultivation method like this that could devour the power of an immortal.

True Spirit or Sword Spirit, before he could refine it into an Immortal Dharma Form, these things were no longer important to experts who had already reached the Immortal Realm. For example, even though the nine evil dragons in Sikong Bai had been devoured, he could still summon another nine evil dragons as long as he wished. This had little impact on his combat strength.

However, at this moment, he could not see how Ning Zhumang was using such a move, nor could he understand his opponent's background. If he summoned another nine evil dragons, they would be sent to Ning Zhumang's mouth as a plate of food. Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to be so stupid.

Therefore, he decided to personally take action to end this battle that had already taken a long time.

The pitch-black sword appeared in his hand again. His black robe stirred, and boundless black energy surged. He dragged the afterimages that filled the sky towards Ning Zhumang. At that time, a similar black longsword appeared in Ning Zhumang's hand. He didn't dodge nor dodge, and he also charged towards Si Black at that time.

Nine enormous black dragons similar to the evil dragons that Sikong Bai had summoned appeared behind Ning Zhumang at that time, following his sword moves towards Sikong Bai at the same time.

Although Sikong Bai was afraid of Ning Zhumang's strange moves, he didn't dare to go all out. However, the evil dragon Ning Zhumang had summoned was clearly not as powerful as Sikong Bai had summoned, and the sword moves he had used were obviously weaker. Under such circumstances, the two of them had barely fought evenly.

However, fifteen minutes later, the situation changed when the two of them drew their swords together again.

Clang!

A crisp sound of a sword rang out as two long swords wrapped in black gas collided. Nine evil dragons summoned by Ning Zhumang continuously collided with the black barrier activated by Sikong Bai from all directions, attempting to injure his body. Sikong Bai frowned like a ravine. He was not very satisfied with his current situation. To be exact, he felt very aggrieved.

It was clear that even though Ning Zhumang had absorbed the power of the nine evil dragons, the difference in strength between the two of them could still be considered as the difference between heaven and earth. However, due to Ning Zhumang's strange moves, he didn't dare to use all of his strength. Instead, he fought against this fellow who hadn't even reached the Immortal Realm for such a long time.

Thinking of this, Sikong Bai 's heart was filled with anger.

His heart skipped a beat, and black gas once again spread out from his body, wanting to take advantage of Ning Zhumang's surprise to defeat him in one fell swoop.

However, it had to be said that Sikong Bai's idea was too simple.

Ning Zhumang, who had been severely injured earlier, was still able to swiftly devour the nine black dragons, let alone at this moment.

Only then did the black gas surge towards him. Ning Zhumang's pitch-black eyes lit up with a divine light. That strange suction force appeared around him once again. At that time, his entire body seemed to have turned into a vortex. The black gas that had just surged out of Sikong Bai's body instantly left Sikong Bai's control and flowed into Ning Zhumang's body. The white-browed, black-haired man had turned it into nutrients.

As a result, the aura around Ning Zhumang climbed another step up. Whether it was the strength of the sword or the nine evil dragons, both of them became even more powerful at this moment.

Feeling this, Sikong Bai's expression changed. He hurriedly put away the black gas he had triggered, fearing that Ning Zhumang would absorb another half of it.

Even so, he was still drenched in cold sweat.

Ning Zhumang, who had devoured more nutrients, naturally chased after him. His offensive became even more frightening. On the other hand, Sikong Bai xiang, because of his previous fright and the fact that he did not dare to activate the powerful energy in his body, gradually revealed a state of exhaustion under Ning Zhumang's attack.

He narrowly accepted Ning Zhumang's sword moves one after another, but in such a panic, he was full of flaws, and soon Ning Zhumang found a flaw.

After he forced Sikong Bai back with his sword, he saw that his heel was unstable, so he stabbed out with his sword. The nine black dragons wrapped around Ning Zhumang's sword body like a royal decree, tangling together with the sword intent as they charged straight at Sikong Bai!

Boom!

A muffled sound exploded. Although Si Xian raised his sword to defend himself in time, because the attack was too sudden and turbulent, Si Xian's body trembled when he touched the object that was wrapped in the black gas and the sword intent. At that time, he retreated abruptly.

Then, this immortal actually fell to the ground in an extremely sorry state. Ning Zhumang beat the water dog in pain. He didn't intend to give Sikong Bai any chance to catch his breath. He continued to move forward. His astonishing speed caused him to pull out a long black afterimage in the process of moving. In less than a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Sikong Bai . The black sword was like a venomous snake that took Sikong Bai 's neck.

Sikong Bai was shocked. At this critical moment of life and death, he subconsciously activated the black tacit understanding in his body, attempting to resist Ning Zhumang's attack. However, just as the black Qi poured out, Ning Zhumang's lips curled into a faint smile.

That terrifying suction force once again appeared, and the black gas that Sikong Bai had triggered was sucked into Ning Zhumang's body at that moment.

Realizing that Ning Zhumang had schemed against him again, Sikong Bai 's expression turned extremely ugly. However, at this moment, he had no choice but to relax. He gave up his car to protect the commander. He continued to stimulate the black gas in his body. Although the black gas was finally absorbed by Ning Zhumang, this process caused Ning Zhumang's attack to stall. Sikong Bai also seized this opportunity and got up to flee into the distance.

After drawing a distance from Ning Zhumang that he thought was safe, Sikong Bai felt a little relieved, and he quickly restrained the black gas around him.

However, Sikong Bai, who had avoided a calamity, did not feel relieved because of this. He panted heavily and stared at Ning Zhumang. Sikong Bai had experienced too many things in his life and had seen many enemies. However, Ning Zhumang in front of him was undoubtedly the most difficult and desperate opponent that Sikong Bai had experienced.

He was clearly several hundred times stronger than him, but he had been tied up repeatedly in the process of fighting against him. Not only that, but now he was gradually losing out to the other party's strange attack. If this continued, he would very likely end up in a situation where his life and death would be extinguished. This was something that Sikong Bai could accept.

At that time, he lowered his gaze and asked angrily, "How did you do it?"

At this moment, after devouring several strands of black gas, Ning Zhumang, whose aura had once again risen by 10%, stopped in his tracks when he heard this. The smile on the corner of his mouth became even wider. At that time, he smiled and said, "Martial Uncle, can't you?"

"Shall I teach you?"

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