723: C723 Who are you going to cripple?

C723 Who are you going to cripple?

"Let's go." Di Ping bellowed, and in that moment, the endless sharp sword shot out like a wild untied horse, rushing towards Black-clothed Men.

The Sword Qi that had enveloped the entire space descended around Black-clothed Men, releasing an ear-piercing whistling sound. The Sword Qi's sharp blades twisted the space, and the Rules of Sword frantically bloomed, destroying everything.

He watched as Black-clothed Men's posture did not change, and her figure quickly retreated, avoiding the Sword Qi storm.

Di Ping sneered as he looked at Black-clothed Men. Taking a step forward, he instantly appeared in mid air, his palm striking downwards, the palm print seemed to contain the intent of the unparalleled sword, revealing a terrifying undulation.

Black-clothed Men's body suddenly trembled, a sweet taste emerged in his throat, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his extremely cold eyes sweeping towards Di Ping who was in the air.

"Despicable." Black-clothed Men spat out a cold voice. If he wasn't unable to focus right now, he wouldn't have been injured by this palm.

"It's only the victor and the loser. Since you've chosen to do this, you will naturally have to pay the corresponding price." Di Ping said calmly, his tone revealing a trace of arrogance.

But at this time, the green sword on Black-clothed Men's knees started to tremble violently, releasing a buzzing sound, it was extremely sharp, as though it was going to break out.

That strike just now injured Black-clothed Men's soul, causing the fusion to go wrong. Now, the will in the Netherworld Sword seemed to be unwilling to merge again.

"Senior brother, don't give him any chance, just cripple him!" She had to see Black-clothed Men's cultivation being crippled.

"Alright." Di Ping nodded slightly and slowly walked towards the Black-clothed Men. Behind him, there seemed to be the condensation of a Sword Intent, turning into a sword of Ling Tian.

Seeing this, Black-clothed Men frowned even more. Was he really going to give up?

The moment he saw the Netherworld Sword, he had a strong feeling. It was clear that this sword was extremely suitable for him and he only had one chance to fuse with a Divine Weapon. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he was unwilling to give it up.

However, the situation in front of him was already at the end of his road. It seemed like he had no other choice.

Black-clothed Men sighed in his heart. Just as he was about to give up, an incomparably cold voice came from afar.

"Who are you going to cripple?"

This voice seemed to come from far away, piercing through the layers of space, descending down onto this world. Even so, everyone could still hear it clearly.

"This sound …" Black-clothed Men's body suddenly trembled, his pitch black eyes revealed a trace of happiness, it's him.

When he came, he didn't have to worry about anything. All he needed to do was wholeheartedly fuse with a Divine Weapon.

"Senior?" The woman looked at Di Ping with a slightly nervous expression, and was slightly uneasy.

Di Ping frowned, the soul power rushed out frantically towards the surrounding space, and sure enough, it sensed several auras approaching from far away, causing his expression to become ugly.

This person had sent a sound transmission over from such a far distance. It was obvious that he had clearly seen the situation over here, but he hadn't noticed it at all. This meant that this person's strength was greater than his.

Moreover, there was not only one person who had come; there were a total of seven or eight people.

The situation was extremely unfavorable for him.

Di Ping immediately looked at the girl beside him, and said: "Let's go today, wait for the other disciples to gather before we start our discussion."

When the lady heard this, she was so frightened that her flowers were trembling, her face immediately paled. Even Di Ping was wary of her, one could only imagine how powerful the person who came was.

"Take him with us." The girl swept an ice-cold glance over Black-clothed Men. She had to take revenge today.

"No, if we don't leave now, it'll be too late. Follow me!" Di Ping's tone was anxious and his expression showed that he was slightly nervous. He instantly pulled the woman's hand and the two of them rose into the air.

At the same time, a strong imposing manner descended upon the place, and six rays of resplendent sword light converged in the sky, releasing a terrifying aura that shot towards Di Ping and Yue Yang.

Six completely different types of auras wreaked havoc, filling the entire space. Flames and Power of thunder exploded outwards, carrying along powerful Rule Power as they destroyed everything, as if they wanted to bury the two of them in the midst of an attack.

Di Ping's expression changed, he immediately let go of the lady's hand, and retrieved the sword from her back, then slashed forward, the sword light grew bright and cold, a terrifying Rules of Sword swept out, striking towards the flames and Power of thunder.

However, the moment the Rules of Sword came into contact with the flames and Power of thunder, the flames suddenly soared by several tens of meters, as though they had turned into a pillar of fire that reached the sky, and directly smashed down, ruthlessly smashing onto the Rules of Sword.

At the same time, one of the six sword rays shot out in another direction, aiming for the woman.

The sword light that was as soft as water wrapped around the woman's body that was rapidly falling. He circled around and hung her in the air, as if she was hanging there.

She was very clear about Di Ping's strength, but the person before her seemed to be even stronger, stronger than her by a little, causing Di Ping to be completely crushed.

She suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in her heart. She felt like she was going to die.

In the air, Di Ping was darting about randomly like a mouse. Behind him, there were two sword glows following closely behind him but at the same time, maintaining a certain distance from him. If Di Ping was even slightly slower, he would have been hit by the two sword glows.

This scene was extremely comical. Di Ping was like a turtle in someone's jar, allowing them to play with him.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you targeting me like this?" Di Ping shouted with an extremely furious expression.

He was the dignified Holy Son of the Imperial Sword Sect. Normally, he would be in high and mighty spirits, but today, he was being toyed with like a prey. This was simply a humiliation.

"Tian Luo Palace, Mu Hai."

A plain and casual voice sounded out right after, as if it was responding to Di Ping's words.

In the next moment, a figure of a Blue robe appeared in the air.

Seeing the figure of the Blue robe that appeared, Di Ping and the woman's heart fiercely twitched. Tian Luo Palace was an existence that was much stronger than the Imperial Sword Sect, they had actually provoked such a terrifying person!

Di Ping's gaze was like a sharp blade that shot towards the woman, and he cursed: "Bitch, I originally didn't want to fight against that person, but you used flowery words to deceive me, causing trouble, and almost caused me to commit a grave mistake. Fortunately, that Young Hero is alright, otherwise I would have been implicated by you."

She didn't expect Di Ping to be so shameless. It was obvious that he had been greedy for her beauty, so he agreed to take action, yet he said it in such a dignified manner, as if all the blame was on himself. He was only deceived.

For a dignified Holy Son of the Imperial Sword Sect to actually do such a shameless thing, it was simply laughable.

Mu Hai's face also revealed an extremely contemptuous expression. This Imperial Sword Sect's Holy Son, was really shameless.

Sweeping his eyes across Di Ping with a smile that was not a smile, Mu Hai spoke: "Do your elders of the sect know about the shameless things you have done?"

Di Ping's expression froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said to Mu Hai: "I hope that you do not blame me, it was just a misunderstanding. This slut coveted other people's treasures, and could not win against her, so she deceived me to get them, I truly do not know."

Seeing Di Ping calling her a bitch with her mouth shut as if she was an extremely lowly person, the anger in the woman's heart almost reached its peak, and even surpassed what she would have towards Black-clothed Men.

Black-clothed Men maintained her proud and aloof attitude, but did not insult her with her words. Instead, her so-called 'senior brother', had abandoned her in the face of death, and slandered her with his words.

This could no longer be described as shameless.

"That's enough. I'm not the one in charge of how to deal with you. You take care of yourself."

Mu Hai cast a sympathetic gaze at Di Ping, as if he was grieving for him. To provoke someone he cared about, he was truly courting death.

Suddenly, thinking about his previous words and actions, Mu Hai's expression congealed, and his body couldn't help but shiver, as if he had just brushed shoulders with the god of death.

Fortunately, his own attitude of admitting his wrongs wasn't bad and he wasn't as shameless as Di Ping. Otherwise, he really didn't know what the result would be.

was confused, if Mu Hai said he was not in charge of how she was going to deal with him, could it be that there was someone else?

He suddenly remembered that when he sensed seven or eight auras rushing towards him, only Mu Hai appeared alone. There were still a few people who were not there, so he guessed that they might be one of them.

And that woman from the Imperial Sword Sect had long given up all hope, no longer harboring any illusions. She could already predict what would happen to her, and it would be hard for her to escape from death.

Just as Di Ping had expected, not long after, another seven figures descended. Each of them were extremely outstanding, and their auras were rather tyrannical.2

When Di Ping saw that all of them had appeared, his heart immediately started to tremble frantically. All of them, were all as strong as him, and some were even stronger than him, so was this the power of the Tian Luo Palace?!

Soon after, Di Ping noticed a detail. The rest of the people were standing behind Mu Hai, and only one youth stood out from the others, standing with his hands behind his back.

Even someone as powerful as Mu Hai was standing quietly at the side, as if he was waiting for an order.

Di Ping instantly guessed that the young man was the most important person to them all, his eyes flashed, and he cupped his fists towards the young man and said: "I am Di Ping, Holy Son of the Imperial Sword Sect."

However, the white-clothed youth did not have any reaction, as though he did not hear anything. His gaze stayed on the Black Shadow, and asked with concern: "Can we continue the fusion?"

Black Clothed Youth raised his head and looked at white-clothed youth. A rare bright smile appeared on his face as he said: "I couldn't have, but since you came, I can continue."

After hearing these words, white-clothed youth's nervous heart finally relaxed, and she muttered: "Luckily he is fine, otherwise it would be difficult to make up for it even if we kill him."

The expressions of Mu Hai and the other six people immediately froze, and their hearts surged with waves. Just who was that Black-clothed Men, to actually make Qin Xuan so concerned about him!

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