Chapter 47: Sever relationship

Hunhou Lingyuan spurred a deflagration blow, facing the stone giant, Suning used the Divine Sword Art to the extreme, between the sword fingers, evolving incomparable sword energy, shooting towards the opponent!
The stone giant was not afraid at all, with his arms in front of his chest, relying on his huge hard body, he was unscathed in resisting violent sword energy!
"Suning, it's not so easy to kill me."
"Take me a trick, ironsmith."
Duan Ming said coldly, and immediately jumped onto the shoulder of the stone giant, and slapped a palm against the next convenience. The spiritual source was transformed into a huge palm print, which completely enveloped Suning's body.
I have to say that this section of Ming still has some strength, and the power of palm wind is actually blowing Suning's face aching, but it is limited to this.
"Useless move!" Suning flicked his sword, and a sword qi rushed forward.
"broken!"
With a stern shout, the sword aura crossed the palm, and it was broken!
After only one face-to-face meeting, Duan Ming's heart was already staring, his own strong palm was accidentally broken by Suning, and Fang Yu and others were no strangers to Suning's performance, defeating Duan Ming was only a matter of time!
"Young Master Duan, just this strength? I am disappointed." Suning sneered.
"Really? Then you try another trick."
As soon as the words fell, Duan Ming cut through his palm, and the blood slid down on the stone giant's body along his fingers. The next moment, the quiet glow exploded, bursting out a violent force.
Upon seeing this, Feng Yueling exclaimed and hurriedly reminded: "Xiao Ningzi, run away, this is his blood sacrifice trick."
Blood sacrifice? Hmph, let me see how strong it is, Suning is not a dodge, because he wants to try the limit that this body can withstand now.
"Blood Sacrifice! Taishan Broken Soul!"
Duan Ming drank in a low voice. He actually merged with the stone giant, then jumped up high, turned into a mountain in the void, and quickly pressed towards Suning.
Suning raised his head and looked at each other, and under the gaze of everyone, he directly raised his hands, and the Chaos Holy Spirit Record turned to the extreme!
Seeing this scene, Fang Yu and the others looked at each other even more. No one thought that Suning would take the blow, not to mention the result, the courage of the people present incomparably admired.
The most nervous thing at this moment is Feng Yueling. She held her breath and stared at her eyes closely. You must know that this move is powerful enough to be very close to the power of the Nether Realm cultivator. Suning can really Next?
At the moment when the mountain was pressed down, Suning mobilized all his strength and resisted, but his feet were already trapped in the sand. The bones of his whole body were under the ten thousand catties of the mountain, and they were constantly pressed, as if about to break. .
His limbs and the blue veins on his neck were all violent, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, which looked terrifying.
Under the strong pressure, the sand has gone beyond his knees, and Suning's not stout arms began to tremble, seeming to be in danger of being unable to hold it at any time.
Feng Yueling was anxious in her heart. She couldn't bear it anymore, offering a nine-section whip, and then rushed up, intending to help Suning.
"Go back... go back, I can... OK."
After squeezing out six words from the gap between his teeth, Suning directly refused Feng Yueling's help. He knew very well that his body had not reached the limit. He had suffered more in the spring of training than he has now.
"Die!"
Duan Ming, who was fused in the stone giant, squeezed out the blood again regardless of the blood sacrifice. The weight of the mountain was actually doubled. He just wanted to kill Suning now, even if the foundation was damaged, he would not hesitate.
The double weight suddenly struck, and Suning's legs were directly pressed into the desert. The clothes on his upper body could not withstand the pressure and were completely broken.
At this moment, everyone could clearly see that blood beads were oozing from his pores, his complexion turned purple and blue, and his lips were pale.
Is the limit finally reached? Suning dare not continue, otherwise it is very likely to be crushed into meatloaf, the purpose of the test has been achieved, it is time to solve the battle.
The Divine Sword Art was used again, and the sword fingers flowed into the mountains along his ten fingers. The stone giant suddenly felt that there were countless sword qi running around in his body, quickly destroying its internal organs.
Compared to its hard appearance, its internal organs were not so indestructible. Most of the internal organs were destroyed where the sword energy passed, but Duan Ming didn't notice the slightest abnormality when he was proud.
"The fifth style of the Divine Sword Art, the sword swings in the eight wilderness."
"broken!"
As soon as the word "broken" came out, I saw that the surface of the mountain pressing Suning suddenly gave birth to a few finger-thin cracks, which quickly covered the entire mountain.
Only then did Duan Ming realize the seriousness of the matter, and tried to remove the trick in a panic, but it was too late...
"boom!"
With a blast, the entire mountain was blown to pieces, and countless rubble was scattered all around, throwing up a burst of sand.
"what…"
With a mouthful of blood and a scream, Duan Ming's body was hit hard immediately, and he collapsed to the ground feebly, and his corpse was already dead.
Suning shook her body, pulling her legs out of the sand and walking to him.
"Master Duan, it feels uncomfortable to lose Ji Ling Beast, right?"
"Don't... don't kill me, I'm a useless person, I don't have any threat to you anymore." Duan Ming begged, he just wanted to live.
"Oh, even if you are not a useless person, what threat can you pose to me, rest assured that I will not kill you."
"Little Phoenix, he will leave it to you."
Suning signaled Feng Yueling to deal with Duan Ming, but she stepped aside and began to adjust her body.
Feng Yueling walked slowly to Duan Ming, looking at the seriously injured person lying on the ground, her mind kept flashing those happy times.
"Why? Brother, why are you doing this?" Feng Yueling held back her tears, her voice trembling.
Facing the questioning of his loved ones, Duan Ming's eyes flickered and he couldn't answer. His survival instinct supported him and pleaded: "Sister, brother is wrong, brother beg you, please let me go, let me make a living, I promise Change your mind."
The pleading reverberated in her ears. This was the person she had been close to. Feng Yueling closed her eyes and turned her head. She hated Duan Ming.
"Let's go. From now on, the relationship between you and me will be broken. You are no longer my brother, and I am not your sister. You and I will be strangers from now on.
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"Miss Yueling, did you really let him go like this?"
The three people in Wanqilou thought Duan Ming deserved to die, and Feng Yueling's heart was too kind.
Feng Yueling didn't want to mention the matter again, and immediately changed the subject and said, "I will leave here one day. Everyone has a good rest."
Suning, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, was thinking about the ceremony of ten thousand beasts. After going out, he was only 20 days away from the ceremony of ten thousand beasts. The day of vengeance was getting closer and closer. On the contrary, he felt nervous and always felt a little uneasy. .