Yu Tianxiao was also a little scared in his heart, and his eyes were always on the red figure from beginning to end.
Feeling the crazy behavior of the other party, I felt extremely strange and dangerous.
Whether it was Shi Yi or Ning Ping, they had had many interactions before.
He even had a feeling of mutual appreciation with Shi Yi, and the two of them had a very tacit understanding in some of their cooperation in the holy land.
I even used his hands to complete some of my arrangements.
But at this moment, he has become his enemy, a mortal enemy.
Of course, no matter whether it was Ning Ping or Shi Yi, he had no burden at all when it came to killing the other party.
Especially with Ning Ping's identity, he would feel a little excited and eager if he could kill him.
That is one’s own heart of Tao!
Thinking of this, a scene that I had once seen in the void once again appeared in my mind.
He must die. How come his cultivation level has surpassed mine now? I am the chosen one, the one with natural talent, the one favored by fate.
Unconsciously, the cracks in my heart grew bigger and bigger, and even turned into an obsession.
He must die!
As I was thinking about this, my mind became dazed and my expression kept changing.
Just at this moment, Yu Tianxiao suddenly realized in a trance that the other party was actually looking directly at him.
What kind of eyes were those? Bloodthirsty and without mercy. Although they were blood red, they were extremely cold.
But the strange thing was that he saw something else in the other person's eyes!
Surprised? No!
Worry? How could it be possible!
At this moment, a sense of crisis emerged in Yu Tianxiao's heart, and his face turned pale as his consciousness moved.
At this moment, three powerful sword beams came from behind him and slashed towards him silently.
Just now, my thoughts were surging and I didn't even realize it unconsciously. It might be too late to return to defend.
Would he die like this? It shouldn't happen, but I'm afraid serious injuries are unavoidable!
But after being seriously injured, could he still survive this catastrophe? Yu Tianxiao had no confidence at all.
Thinking of this, a hint of helplessness appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Even ants try to survive, so even if they are seriously injured, they still have to fight to the death.
Thinking of this, Yu Tianxiao opened his eyes suddenly and raised his hand back.
The Heaven-shaking Bell hummed and flashed back to meet the attack.
At this time, he could only block two attacks, and there was still one attack left. He was prepared to take it even if he was seriously injured.
But what made him even more desperate was that he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Ning Ping, whom he had been keeping an eye on, moved and was flashing towards him.
At this time, two loud noises were heard.
“Boom boom…”
The Heaven-shaking Bell that was just summoned blocked the two attacks.
Just when Tian Xiao was filled with despair, he closed his eyes and prepared to endure the inevitable death from being attacked from both sides.
Amidst the overwhelming sword energy, a sword and shield suddenly appeared.
"Bang..."
Yu Tianxiao suddenly realized that the fatal blow behind him had not come.
Just as he opened his eyes in surprise, Ning Ping, dressed in bright red, was standing in front of him.
"Mr. Yu! Please get out of the way immediately!"
Ning Ping suddenly grinned and spoke very calmly, as if the previous crazy killing scene had never happened.
Delusion! Danger! He's dangerous!
Yu Tianxiao's heart trembled violently, and his whole body began to tremble slightly unconsciously.
"Hey! I might as well help them to the end!"
Ning Ping shook his head slightly, stretched out his arm, grabbed the other person's shoulder, and then swung it violently.
In an instant, Yu Tianxiao's entire body rose into the air and flew directly out of the battle circle.
At this time, the three monks who had just taken action looked at Ning Ping with confusion.
Ning Ping just glanced at him calmly without any explanation, and there was only murderous intent in his eyes.
The three monks suddenly felt a chill coming over them. Without saying anything, they nodded to Ning Ping from a distance and moved forward to attack.
They were puzzled by Ning Ping's actions, but there was no doubt that his crazy killing spree explained everything.
Although they are puzzled, it has its own deeper meaning. They don’t need to delve into it and can just ignore it!
Ning Ping finally stopped and watched Yu Tianxiao's fleeing figure from afar, with a barely noticeable curl of his lips.
Then the red in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the red mist on his body also merged into his body.
But the color of the black robe on his body became even darker.
His spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and he glanced at his cultivation level, and his eyes immediately lit up.
In addition to being satisfied, the smile on his face became even brighter.
At this time, the battle here was also coming to an end, and countless monks from the holy land were already fleeing frantically.
As far as the eye can see, the entire altar is now like the tide receding, leaving behind a mess on the mudflats.
The originally pristine white altar no longer had its original appearance, with a thick layer of broken limbs and remains everywhere.
There is also the blood that has coagulated into dark brown!
But in the distant sky, from another battle group obscured by light, violent fluctuations continued to be heard.
Ning Ping raised his eyes and stared over, then a blue light flashed in his eyes.
After a while, his brows were still slightly frowned.
Under the dazzling light, it was impossible to see what was going on inside.
However, from the fluctuations of power revealed, the aura of Immortal Lord Luo Kun was obviously more prominent.
The other auras seemed to be retreating step by step.
"Ning Ping, are you okay?"
At this time, a beautiful figure flashed and came to Ning Ping's side. It was Shen Qingyao with a concerned look on her face.
Ning Ping suddenly turned his head and the blue light in his eyes disappeared, along with the last hint of red light.
Shen Qingyao, dressed in white, stood out on the blood-stained altar and looked very holy.
"I'm fine!"
As he spoke, Ning Ping noticed that the other party was looking him up and down. He also looked down and realized what was happening to him at the moment.
Then, as his mind moved, the aura in his body surged, and a burst of fire suddenly swept across.
Suddenly all the bloodstains disappeared and the surface returned to its original appearance.
But that thin face seemed a little too pale, which was somewhat inconsistent with the powerful aura Ning Ping was carrying at the moment.
"Yeah! I'm glad you're okay! I'm glad you're okay!"
Shen Qingyao let out a deep breath and finally felt relieved when she saw that Ning Ping really had no other abnormalities.
"Brother! You were so scary just now!"
At this time, Yoona also jumped over and looked at Ning Ping with fear on her face.
He had originally wanted to pull Ning Ping, but he resisted the urge to do so.
"You little guy, I'm fine! Those were all bad guys just now. Bad guys should be killed, right?"
Ning Ping said this, and a bright smile appeared on his face again.
