C129 Death of Ning Yifan (2/2)
Everyone could not help but suck in a breath of cold air when they heard his words.
Isn't it too terrifying, how old is Chu Qianye now, First levelof Xuanji Stage?
Ruan Kui looked at Chu Qianye in shock.
Bai Qiuye opened her beautiful eyes wide, filled with shock.
Hao Juan was also secretly surprised.
Wu Ying was shocked!
Li Ling was shocked!
The sword artist Yuan Jian Jing's eyes flashed. When he thrusted out with his sword, he suddenly stood up.
Wenren Muyue's beautiful eyes flickered with light as his lips curled into a faint smile.
The number one individual in the Outer Mansion back then, had finally returned in a domineering fashion!
Terrifying!
When Onlookers looked at Chu Qianye again, his gaze clearly underwent a tremendous change.
Sect Master Tang's expression became extremely ugly. His favorite, Ning Yifan, had been stabbed to death by Chu Qianye with no hesitation at all.
It was only this strike!
The three hundred meter large Sword Seal passed through Ning Yifan's body, and this scene left a deep impression on many people.
Dong!
Ning Yifan fell onto the stage, he did not have a breath, he was already dead.
To be bullied, to endure him, to let him avoid him, and to look at him later!
Chu Qianye stood up with his sword, his anger reaching his peak, and slowly calmed down. The blood-red light faded, but he had overdrawn his strength, and breathed in deeply.
That sword strike just now, had exhausted most of his physical strength, and all the Profound power in the Meridians had been emptied. If someone were to attack him now, he probably would not be able to hold on for more than a few moves.
He turned his head to the side, his expression arrogant.
Everywhere he looked, the Fighter who had mocked him before would blush red and not dare to raise his head in embarrassment.
”Hur hur, you lost.” Jian Batian said as he looked at the gloomy Sect Master Tang.
The other Sect Leader s all had a face full of envy. Chu Qianye's sword attack had really broadened their knowledge and made them envious that Jian Batian had accepted a good Disciple.
Sect Master Tang's face was gloomy and cold as he looked at the figure on the stage, he gritted his teeth and said, ”Don't worry, I will keep my promise.”
Finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and a black Scroll shot towards Jian Batian.
When he was approaching Jian Batian, his strength was like a dragon...
Jian Batian laughed indifferently, he spat out a Sword Qi from the corner of his mouth, causing the Sword Qi to shoot out, and all the Qi to crumble and dissipate into nothingness.
”Spit out sword qi!”
Those who were knowledgeable immediately recognized Jian Batian and could not help but to say in shock.
Spitting out sword qi was a very powerful skill. In a fight with his opponent, if he was suddenly spat out sword qi, then he would be in danger. If he could not react in time, he would definitely suffer a loss.
Sect Master Tang's expression was extremely ugly. Jian Batian actually managed to comprehend such a powerful profound art.
”Hmph, I will make you spit it out sooner or later!”
Seeing Jian Batian's complacent expression, the Sect Master Tang snorted coldly, then flicked his sleeves and left.
As Xu Feng watched Sect Master Tang leave, his expression became rather ugly as well.
His eyes were like a huge snake's, staring straight at Chu Qianye.
Chu Qianye turned his head as though he had understood something, and revealed a faint smile.
Xu Feng?
I haven't settled the score with you yet. Last time, you plotted against me. I'll deal with you when I get the chance!
Seventh Prince's eyes flashed with a Fine Light.
”Let's go.”
The group of Seventh Prince also quickly left, while the group of Eighth Prince stayed behind.
”Wu Ping, gift this to Qian Ye.”
As the sound of his voice faded, he faintly smiled, shooting out a golden colored piece of paper.
”The imperial edict of His Majesty?” Wu Ping said in astonishment.
The Eighth Prince nodded his head slightly and said: ”My royal father has already agreed to the decree for the title of general in Big Brother Chu Qianri.”
Wu Ping nodded slightly.