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Ning Luo didn't want to waste any more time with Wang Qiuyu. As soon as she finished speaking, her figure exploded forward like an arrow leaving the bow, her momentum soaring like a rainbow.

Wang Qiuyu wasn't a fool. She gained intelligence after suffering a setback. She already had a good understanding of Ning Luo's fighting style. She slowed down a bit and then disappeared from where she stood.

”Brat, my sword is a mid-grade magic tool. Die!” Wang Qiuyu roared, she brandished the long sword in her hand, the sword brought out a cold ray of light, directly slashing towards Ning Luo.

A few days ago, in the forest, Ning Luo shattered his sword with a single punch, but it was only a low-grade magic tool.

Presently, what he held in his hand was instead a medium-grade Magic Tool.

This was his pride. In the Ascension Sect, mid-grade magic tools were everywhere, but an itinerant cultivator like Ning Luo probably didn't even know what mid-grade magic tools looked like.

What he did not know was that Ning Luo had already seen or possessed high-grade and top-grade magic tools.

If Ning Luo was willing, they would have high-grade magic tools in their hands, which they could easily obtain.

Therefore, to Ning Luo, high-grade magic tools were nothing at all.

In the face of this sharp sword, Ning Luo's face was as calm as water without a trace of fear. His fist took the shape of a tiger, and when it was formed, there was a roar.

The tiger's roar sounded like it came from a tiger out of its cage. It pounced towards its prey, wanting to capture it.

Such a ferocious momentum caused Wang Qiuyu's heart to tremble, and she felt the urge to retreat.

While he was hesitating, Ning Luo's fist had already arrived in front of him. In an instant, he couldn't avoid it. The speed at which he moved was so fast that Wang Qiuyu's eyes widened in surprise.

”Bam!”

There was a crash, followed by the crisp sound of metal breaking.

Under Ning Luo's onslaught of Tiger Fist, the high-grade magic tool in Wang Qiuyu's hand wasn't even able to hold on for the time of two breaths before it was broken into two pieces.

Wang Qiuyu looked at the broken sword in disbelief, completely stunned.

Only when he heard the sound of a tiger's roar did he suddenly wake up. He hurriedly threw away the broken sword in his hand, turned around, and wanted to escape.

However, he was still too slow. When he was hit on the back by Ning Luo's punch, he fell forward like a hungry dog pouncing on its prey, spitting out blood. With a flip of his eyes, he died.

Ning Luo clapped his hands and threw Wang Qiuyu's three comrades, who weren't completely dead yet, into the Heavenly Demon Jade. After that, he ignored the surrounding fights and walked straight ahead.

According to Di Kun, the last time a super power entered the ancient tomb, they already roughly understood the basic situation.

For example, Ning Luoluo was in a long corridor with many stone rooms on both sides. These stone rooms had all sorts of cultivation techniques, weapons, and pills.

However, regardless of cultivation technique, medicinal pills or weapons, to a transcendent power, the temptation was not high. This was because most of them were only in the middle or upper tier.

Of course, there were many ships in the eight great forces and they didn't feel obstructed. These great powers sent out some disciples to plunder the stone chambers.

Ning Luo wasn't interested in the things inside the stone chamber. He sped up his pace and rushed towards the main hall of the ancient tomb. There were unique weapons there, and that was where he came from.

Suddenly, Ning Luo abruptly stopped and turned to look at the stone chamber to his right.

Just a moment ago, he seemed to hear a voice calling out to him, so he stopped and looked towards the stone room.