I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

Ning You never expected that the Son of Destiny would also do the act of kidnapping innocent people to threaten him.

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you let yourself be bound, you definitely don't want to...abandon the fairy soldiers. I guarantee that Qinglan will be fine, otherwise, she will die."

This is him, the last backhand.

It's also her who doesn't want to use the backhand... The powerhouses of the entire Profound Sky Realm are here. He threatened Ning You with Qinglan, and Lin Hao will definitely lose his reputation in the future.

But he can't take Lin Hao down, and if he delays for too long, he will change later. In desperation, he can only use this last resort.

And now, he is sure to win!
Regardless of whether Ning You abandoned the immortal soldier or not, he captured Qing Lan, and Ning You would no longer be able to act with confidence, let alone exert his full strength!
He might still let Cao Hong kill Qing Lan and destroy Ning You's Taoist heart... At this time, he can advance and retreat freely!

Qinglan suddenly said again: "Young master, you don't have to agree. This Cao Hong doesn't have the guts to kill him... At most, it's only a little flesh and blood wounds. If you agree, you've really fallen into his scheme. Once you lose, young master, your servant will have a way out!"

As Ning You's favorite maid, she is not stupid.

Lin Hao sneered at the right time: "Ning You, she is really affectionate and righteous!"

"You're looking for death." Cao Hong's heart was furious, and the sword edge penetrated an inch into the flesh.

Bloodstains spread.

Ning You's eyes showed endless killing intent: "I admit, you have angered me."

He is angry!The usual calm state of mind disappeared, and the anger really arose!

The extremely terrifying sword intent soared into the air.

The coercion spread in all directions, and the entire Tianling Mountains lost their color, leaving only black and white.

In it, even Lin Hao only felt that it was difficult to breathe at this moment, and his skin began to be corroded faintly.

"Crash..."

Black and white iron chains are everywhere.

"How is it possible..." Cao Hong, who was holding Qinglan hostage, became terrified.

He can't move.

The whole person is squeezed by black and white world.

No, it's not just him.

Lin Hao, who had been fighting with Ning You just a moment ago, was also suppressed and unable to move at this moment!
Ning You raised her hand and grabbed it: "Play with you casually, are you serious?"

"Kakkaka..."

The sword in Cao Hong's hand was continuously squeezed by heaven and earth, and it turned into a ball of iron filings in just an instant.

Dozens of iron cables suddenly manifested, and Cao Hong was bound to the sky without any resistance.

Lin Hao ran his spiritual power crazily, barely recovering some of his speech ability: "You...you...you have never...didn't make a move with all your strength..."

"The formation that is not Emperor Wu's is also worthy of restraining this young master?" Ning You looked up at the sky.

A sword light shot out from both eyes.

"Rumble..."

Under the inconceivable eyes of Lin Hao and others, the formation disappeared instantly.

How can it be?

Ning You raised her hand slightly, took out one, a candle, raised her hand slightly, and the candle fell into Qinglan's hand.

Ning You didn't see any movement, Cao Hong's body suddenly became old... In just half a breath, Cao Hong turned from a middle-aged man, including the bones of a martial saint, into fly ash and scattered in the wind.

Only the phantom of Cao Hong's soul remained in place.

When the candle was lit and there was no wind, Cao Hong's soul became smaller and was sucked into the candle.

Only then did Qing Lan react: "My young master, your strength..."

"Ah...let me go...ah..."

"Little man... ah... the villain is wrong... let me out..."

"Young Master Ning...forgive me...ah..."

Cao Hong's extremely miserable screams suddenly sounded from the candle.

The people who were imprisoned suddenly became daring, and looked at Ning You with fear...

Ning You frowned slightly: "Noisy."

Countless mysterious patterns appeared on the surface of the candle, and all the sounds disappeared.

Another mass of vitality left the body, and the flesh wounds on Qinglan's body surface healed instantly.

Ning You whispered: "Hold the candle, I want to bring him back to Jinghong Realm."

"Yeah." Qinglan held the candle tightly and nodded.

Ning You smiled, turned around and walked towards Lin Hao... In the black and white world, the ground seemed to have turned into a lake, and wherever he passed, there were waves of ripples.

Sensing the loosening of the ban, Lin Hao subconsciously said, "You...your strength..."

"Zang Zhuo, is it hard to understand?" Ning You sat down straight into a chair with spiritual power.

The Son of Destiny likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, so why not let him hide his clumsiness?
Ever since he spent a huge amount of Destiny Points to cultivate the seventh level of the Sword Code...he has never shown the true power of the seventh layer of the Sword Code!
You must know that the only supreme Dharma-Samsara Sword Code that comes with the Samsara Sword Body has only nine levels in total, and Ning You has already cultivated to the seventh level... How can his strength be simple!
The strength he showed, under normal circumstances, is only five layers of sword code at most.

At this time, it was his real full strength, even without using any martial arts, just relying on the domain condensed by the sword body was enough to suppress Lin Hao!
Lin Hao also reacted, his eyes were red: "You...you always think of me as a clown..."

His body went limp, and he slumped on the ground...Zhengfeng?
What else?At this time, Ning You suppressed all the strong men in the Profound Sky Realm with one thought!
"Ding, Lin Hao, the Son of Destiny, is about to collapse, and the demons will grow."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for capturing five hundred destiny points."

"Ding, warning..."

Maybe the blow was too much, and his luck instantly evaporated by [-] out of thin air!

Ning You looked up at the sky, a little haze appeared.

Tiandao's gaze became more and more intense.

If he wants to kill Lin Hao at this time, no one can stop him... Luck is always just luck, not strength. He has the absolute strength to kill Lin Hao, no matter how high his luck is, he can't stop him.

But after killing Lin Hao, the Eye of Heaven manifested, and he couldn't get out of the Profound Sky Realm.

Soon, Ning You looked up and looked around: "My young master's anger, can you bear it?"

The world is black and white, and the air is churning.

Zhao He and others who had not defected, Ning Hong and other members of the Ning family were swept into the depths of the square by the air currents.

Afterwards, countless air waves churned.

"My life force..."

"My Shouyuan...no...don't..."

"If you want to kill, you can kill, why torture like this!"

With the sound of rage and screams, the faces of everyone on Lin Hao's side, except Lin Hao, became old at a frightening speed.

Three breaths.

After only three breaths, Ning You used the idea of ​​reincarnation to snatch everyone's lifespan and vitality.

Those people, like mortals who are about to enter the earth, are getting old.

They who are still in the wind... If they move more, or stimulate their spiritual power, it is very likely that they will take away their last vitality, and just sit down.

Lin Hao was shocked: "How did you do it..."

One person recognized the source of the power and lost his voice: "Samsara Sword Body...the only body in the rumors, the Samsara Sword Body with the power of reincarnation..."

The voice was old and hoarse.

"Samsara Sword Body? How is it possible..."

"The power of life and death, reincarnation... turned out to be the only one in the rumors..."

"Hateful, ridiculous... We conspired against him, but in the end, he was just playing with us..."

The old voice was filled with endless sadness.

"I don't believe it... I don't believe it!" Lin Hao roared angrily, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The separated blood instantly turned into a fire of blood.

Lin Hao's breath soared, and he punched Ning You who was close at hand.