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In the second dream, he subconsciously swung his knife to block.
But such astonishing sword energy...
It shattered out of thin air when it was still three feet away from the body.
No matter how sharp the sword energy was, it could not break through that bubble-like barrier.
"Ahhh!!!"
With bloodshot eyes and wielding the Snow Drinking Blade, Nie Feng arrived with a thunderous roar.
Ning Chen slowly stepped out of the barrier, facing Nie Feng's sword aura directly.
"Is this what the mad blood attack looks like?"
Ning Chen looked Nie Feng up and down, then nodded with a faint smile.
Under these circumstances, Nie Feng's aura surged several times over.
Both its attack power and defense power have been greatly enhanced.
No wonder Nie Feng was able to kill Dugu Yifang's double in the original storyline.
Nie Feng's gaze locked onto Ning Chen.
The gleaming Snow Drinking Blade was drawn from its sheath and swung horizontally in a slash.
A ten-foot-long blade of energy rushed towards him, but Ning Chen did not retreat; instead, he advanced and slowly extended his palm.
"Young Master Ning, be careful!"
"To actually try to confront the Six Secrets of Aohan with one's own flesh and blood, how foolish..."
Upon seeing this, the Second Blade Emperor's face showed shock.
How fierce was the Northern Drinking Mad Saber's swordsmanship?
Even for a master of external martial arts specializing in the Golden Bell Cover technique...
It's impossible for him to withstand such a devastating blow with his bare body.
To try and catch it with your bare hands would be an utterly foolish act.
Ning Chen ignored the worry in Di Er Meng's beautiful eyes.
His palms were covered with a faint spiritual energy.
when!
The slender, long hand collided with the unstoppable blade energy.
The sword energy shattered and dissipated on the spot.
In the end, Ning Chen's palm collided with the Snow Drinking Blade.
Visible fluctuations of energy surged forth from that palm.
Kaka!
The ground cracked, and terrifying fissures spread out.
Countless mud and rocks exploded, turning into fine dust.
Dust swirled wildly in the air.
At the very center of that terrible fluctuation,
Nie Feng, in his red robe and with bloodshot eyes
Contrary to the predictions of the Blade Emperor and the Pig Emperor, Ning Chen was not severely injured.
Instead, the powerful force sent them staggering back several dozen feet.
He pressed his knife against the ground, drawing three very deep marks on the ground.
"He actually... caught the Snow Drinking Blade with his bare hands and forced Nie Feng back!"
The Second Blade Emperor couldn't help but swallow hard.
He looked at Ning Chen, who was still standing in the same spot.
There was a storm in my heart.
Such astonishing power... just who is this young man?
Second Dream, standing behind Ning Chen, was equally stunned by what had just happened.
He caught the blade's energy with his palm, clashed head-on with the Snow Drinking Blade, and repelled the crazed Nie Feng.
Even if her father were twice as powerful, he still couldn't do it...
"Go take care of the wounded; I'll take care of the rest."
Ning Chen gave his instructions with a faint smile, then looked in a certain direction.
"Come out, you who are hiding."
Two figures emerged from where his gaze was directed.
It was Duan Lang and Qin Shuang.
"Young Master Ning...then you should be more careful."
Second Dream's rosy lips parted slightly as she spoke softly.
Only now did she understand.
The young master she "rescued" from the bandits,
Just how terrifying is its strength?
She helped the pig king into the courtyard; such a terrifying confrontation...
The bamboo house could collapse at any time.
The fiery red kitten stepped on the pig king's belly, squinting and licking its paws.
Ning Chen looked calmly at the four people opposite him...
Nie Feng swung his blade in a slash, and Bu Jingyun also charged forward with his sword.
Ning Chen's figure flashed out, and with a light tap of his finger, streaks of sword energy flew out.
The sword energy struck the two men's swords heavily.
It burst into bursts of sparks.
The sword energy was dense and extremely sharp; despite Feng and Yun's best efforts to dodge,...
Yet it was still grazed by the sword energy, leaving a deep wound.
Crimson blood flowed out.
"Resisting stubbornly."
Ning Chen smiled calmly, easily overwhelming the two opponents.
Under the sharp sword light, the two were gradually losing their strength.
The number of wounds on his body gradually increased.
This allowed the two heroes, Fengyun and Zhuhuang, to be easily defeated by Zhuhuang and Daohuang.
It looked particularly pathetic in Ning Chen's hands.
"Ho... Ahh!"
Ning Chen beat him up.
Dressed in rags and covered in wounds, Nie Feng's eyes now held an even deeper bloodlust.
He was like a ferocious beast with bloodshot eyes.
A dark red glow emanated from the blade energy, and dozens of blade energies shot out simultaneously.
The blade's energy was extremely sharp, possessing the power to split mountains and cleave rocks.
It was obvious that Nie Feng had begun a desperate counterattack.
Bu Jingyun also took the opportunity to retreat to the side and recover his strength.
"Let me help you stretch your muscles."
Watching Nie Feng fight to the death, Ning Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.
He sheathed his sword aura, his body enveloped in golden light, completely bathed in it.
He punched Nie Feng repeatedly, causing him to cough up blood.
Ning Chen's moves are fierce and far surpass those of Feng Yun.
His punches were powerful and forceful, like a small mountain crashing down on Nie Feng's body.
With each punch, the sound of bones cracking rang out.
The powerful punch even slammed him directly into the ground.
Ning Chen grasped his ankle,