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At the foot of the West Mountain, the troops of the six great clans had already arrived, but no one dared to go up.
A young grandmaster, a legend!
Destroying three helicopters by himself was like a miracle.
"All of you, come at me together!"
Desolate Ning licked his lips, the red light in his eyes growing brighter.
"How arrogant! Die, Butcher!"
A middle-aged man in his fifties was furious when he heard this. His face was red with anger as he said,"Don't think that you're invincible just because you killed Great Master Duan. There are many things that can kill you.”
"You're like an ant. So what if you're destroyed?”
Desolate Ning smiled coldly and looked at the crowd indifferently. The killing intent he emitted became even more terrifying.
"Murderer, kill! How many people have you killed, devil? Today, I, Ning Tianliang, will definitely kill you!”
The middle-aged man, Ning Tianliang, took the initiative to walk towards Desolate Ning. Behind him were a few warriors of the Upper Realm, and some were even Half-Zongshi.
This time, the people sent by the West Mountain guards were basically the core combat strength of the various aristocratic families. Losing one would be a huge blow. Of course, if such terrifying combat strength were to be gathered together, even a Grandmaster would not be able to escape.
In Ning Tianliang's eyes, Desolate Ning was already in the bag. So what if they couldn't beat him? The guards around him were all equipped with modern high-tech weapons. As long as Desolate Ning made a move, they would explode with terrifying power.
After all, it was impossible for Desolate Ning to keep using the ultimate techniques of the Heavenly Dragon's Eight Branches.
"There's a time when one's strength is exhausted! So what if you are strong? I can still grind you to death!"
As Ning Tianliang thought of this, the smile on his face involuntarily grew.
"Go!"
When Ning Tianliang was still seven or eight steps away from Desolate Ning, he threw out a Collapsing Fist. A transparent energy shot out from the void, like a strong arrow, whistling towards Desolate Ning's vital point.
"Die!"
Desolate Ning raised his hand and grabbed at Ning Tianliang. The energy that Ning Tianliang had sent out instantly disappeared. At the same time, an even more powerful energy burst out. The energy soared into the sky like a dragon's claw, clawing towards Ning Tianliang.
"Great Dragon Capture!"
Ning Tianliang's expression changed drastically. He tapped the ground with the tip of his toes and retreated rapidly. However, he was still a step too late and was caught by the Great Dragon Capture.
Divine patterns spread out, and a mysterious aura covered the dragon claw. This had already surpassed ordinary martial arts and possessed the might of an immortal.
Seeing Ning Tianliang's crisis, the two Half-Zongshi masters behind him took a step forward and punched out with their fists. Their inner strength was like steel, and they collided with Xiao Ning's Dragon Catching Palm.
"Boom ~"
The sound of an explosion rang out. The Great Dragon Capturing Hand paused slightly, but it still grabbed towards Ning Tianliang.
"Break!"
Ning Tianliang's expression changed drastically. At the moment of life and death, he circulated ten layers of inner strength and punched out.
The name of the fist was Mountain Crushing, and it had the power to split mountains and crush rocks.
The sound at the foot of the West Mountain was like the roar of a cannon. A translucent fist-shaped force in the air attacked the Great Dragon Capturing Hands like a storm. Cracks appeared on the surrounding cement ground as if it had been plowed.
Its power was shocking, like a grandmaster.
"A clay chicken and a clay dog!"
Desolate Ning's eyes widened. The Great Dragon Capturing Hands actually burst out with a strong suction force that absorbed the fist force of the Mountain Splitting Fist. It turned into a tangible dragon claw, and with a claw strike, Ning Tianliang, who was caught off guard, was directly smashed into the ground.
His five internal organs were shattered, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices. Half of Ning Tianliang's body turned into bloody foam.
"Ah ~"
Amidst the shrill screams, Ning Tianliang died with his eyes wide open in fear and indignation.
The two who had been forced back attacked again. One of them was like a slippery loach, his body bent like a water snake. He took out a black dagger and attacked Desolate Ning's back.
"Soaring Serpent Technique!"
The user was as soft as a boneless snake, extremely strange and unpredictable.
"Clang!"
The man was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that his full strength attack couldn't even break Desolate Ning's protective energy shield. Instead, it was sent flying by a terrifying rebound force.
"Roar ~"
An illusionary image of a heavenly dragon appeared behind Desolate Ning. It was like a divine dragon from the nine heavens, illuminating Desolate Ning as a demon god.
"Dragon Breaks the Void!"
Desolate Ning's fingers turned into claws, and he struck out fiercely.
"Rip!"
The entire space seemed to have been torn apart by this claw. Countless gusts of wind were brought up in the void, and white marks could even be seen. Desolate Ning's attack was ten times faster than before, almost breaking the sound barrier.
"Ah!"
With a miserable cry, the man who was sent flying was broken at the waist! The blood in the air danced like cherry blossoms.
As for the other warriors who had attacked Desolate Ning together with him, they were so scared that their faces turned pale.
However, the heavenly dragon had already appeared, and he would not rest until one of them was dead!
The golden heavenly dragon turned into a red blood dragon under the effect of the blood. It was filled with killing intent.
One claw, one bite, one swing.
They massacred all the members of the aristocratic families who were close to Desolate Ning. Fresh blood and shattered internal organs were scattered all over the ground.
The entire place was deathly silent.
No one had expected the result to be like this.
The smell of blood pervaded the air, stimulating everyone's nerves. Those who were slightly timid even vomited directly. In this peaceful era, who would often see such a terrifying scene? It was like Asura Hell.
" Demon! He's a demon!"
"Hurry up and escape!"
"Spare me, don't kill me!"
Screams of terror and begging for mercy were heard. Apart from a few who had fled when they saw the situation was not looking good, the rest of the people who had participated in the attack on Desolate Ning had all died.
Blood gathered like a stream, flowing on the road around the mountain, and finally dyed the entire foot of the West Mountain.
On this day, the blood light illuminated the West Mountain. The leaves turned red, like maple leaves in October.
The news of the members of the six aristocratic families being wiped out shocked the world.
"This is a peerless murderer. Please punish him!”
At the peak of West Mountain, a dignified voice rang out.
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