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

"You gave up?" Ning You limp on the ground, her voice hoarse.

Hanyue shook her head slightly: "The arrow just now absorbed more than [-]% of my spiritual power, the storage ring can't be used, and the elixir can't be taken out..."

Without spiritual power, forcibly sacrificing burning blood and sacrificing that arrow caused backlash and serious injury, so what if you don't give up the counterattack?

"Death!" Jiao Wen yelled loudly.

A streak of blood bloomed.

Ning You sighed lightly: "I would... die at the hands of a good-for-nothing old guy, huh, what an irony."

Hanyue was silent for a while, and forced herself to get closer to Ning You.

Blood fell.

The hairpin on her head turned into a mask in a flash.

"Boom bang bang..."

All the blood was blocked outside.

But the tyrannical impact still smashed the two of them on the light curtain again, and their injuries aggravated again.

Probably unable to fight back, Hanyue's mood, which was rare, began to calm down.

Leaning on the light curtain, whispering: "Ning...cough cough...Brother Ning, what was the misunderstanding you wanted to talk about earlier?"

Ning You also had a bitter face: "One thought..."

"I want to see how long a mere tortoise shell can protect you!" Jiao Wen, who was ignored, was furiously burning.

A bloody glow floated in the sky, interrupting Ning You's words.

But Ning You was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and stood up: "How unwilling to die in the hands of such a waste... Even if the soul and soul are dead, I will also pay for his life!"

A trace of flames appeared on Ning You's body surface.

"You're crazy!" Hanyue's expression changed instantly, and she struggled to get up.

Burn the meridians of the whole body, burn one's own cultivation, burn the soul... burn everything that can be burned!
After that, the spirit and soul disappeared and ceased to exist.

Regarding death, Hanyue was actually not too worried, whether it was her or Ning You, even if the protective treasure was banned, there was another treasure in their souls.

That treasure can protect their souls, and even if they die, the remnant souls can escape... No matter how bad it is, it can protect their smooth reincarnation!

"He has prepared so meticulously this time, maybe we have no hope of escaping from the remnant soul at all... I am satisfied if you can leave alive." Ning You's voice returned to normal, with gentleness and a hint of inexplicable emotion.

Grabbing with the five fingers of his right hand, the Shanhe Sword instantly returned to his hand.

Jiao Wen was not afraid: "Boy, in your current state, how long can you hold on? Three breaths? Five breaths?"

"It's enough to kill you with one sword." Ning You slowly closed her eyes, and her figure floated into the sky.

The terrifying black and white colors suddenly spread and circulated.

Feeling slightly, Jiao Wen's expression suddenly changed... The inner space has been sealed by the black and white.

Even if it is him, if he moves at this moment, his speed is less than [-]% of his heyday.

What's more frightening is that his vitality, longevity, etc., are constantly being eroded by black, and the white artistic conception is also devouring everything about him at a terrifying speed.

The flow of artistic conception is like a millstone. No matter how he resists, he will continue to be worn away... The power at this time has been increased by at least several times compared to before!
But how is this possible?Ning You has been seriously injured, even if he burns everything, he will be able to burst out the strength of the previous heyday, instead of suddenly soaring so much.

Could it be that Ning You was hiding his clumsiness before?This idea was vetoed by Jiao Wen as soon as it came up...Hiding so clumsily to the point of death?No fool would be so stupid.

Ning You in the distance suddenly opened his eyes, and his voice was cold: "I have a sword, call it, the sword's extreme."

The two colors of black and white converge, turning into a thirty-foot sword shadow across the sky... In the sword shadow, the power of life and death blends together.

escape!
The moment Jiao Wen saw the shadow of the sword, only the word "flee" was left in Jiao Wen's mind. He had an intuition that he couldn't block that sword.

Unfortunately, he can't go.

Countless chains suddenly manifested, binding him firmly in an instant.

He can still shatter the chains... However, the difficulty of shattering is several times more difficult than before, and the frightening thing is that the speed at which the chains are derived is also several times faster than before.

One goes up and down, and there is no possibility for him to leave.

"Cut!" Ning You suddenly swung his sword across the air.

The shadow of the sword flashed, and it slashed down like lightning. Wherever it passed, all the power of life and death was swallowed by the giant sword... The power became even greater.

"No... the old man doesn't believe it..." Jiao Wen was restrained in place, his pupils dilated to the extreme, and roared.

Jian Ying fell completely.

"Rumble..."

The aftermath is overflowing.

Jiao Wen burst out countless methods in an instant and sacrificed countless treasures, but no matter what, he couldn't stop that sword!
A sword erupted, leaving no bones left!

Ning You, whose whole body was burning with flames, looked at the distance with a little disdain on his face, and then disappeared instantly.

The flame disappeared, and Ning You fell to the ground again... There was no trace of the flame burning all over his body, only his face was pale.

"Brother Ning..." Hanyue, who had recovered a little from her injuries, hurriedly approached, and caught Ning You dangerously, so that he would not fall directly to the ground.

Then, without hesitation, he forcibly mobilized the little spiritual power in his body to pour into Ning You's body.

The more she probed, the more panicked her face became, and the bitterer her mood became!

Almost all meridians were burned.

Spiritual power?He couldn't find any spiritual power in Ning You's body at all.

The physical body is so weak that even warriors can't match it.

Dantian Zifu was burnt to the point where only a few debris remained.

The vitality in the body is almost exhausted... Except that the face looks young, and the body is not as good as that of an old man who is dying.

All the hatred disappeared instantly at this moment, leaving only the former love.

Supporting Ning You to sit on the ground, Hanyue's eyes instantly became crystal clear: "You...you...you hold on, I have many treasures on me, as long as you can get out, you won't die..."

Indeed, with the treasures of the two of them, as long as the treasures in the storage ring can be taken out... even if there is only one breath left, they will definitely be saved.

Ning You said intermittently: "It's useless... Now I... I'm exhausted... Unless... Unless your guardian comes, or... Otherwise, I won't last long..."

His injuries were not fake. In terms of injuries alone, he was indeed about to die.

"Brother Ning..." Han Yue couldn't help it immediately, and choked up in Ning You's arms.

"Don't...don't cry...your face is disfigured...no...not good-looking..." Ning You leaned against the sealing light curtain, feeling weak.

Hanyue hurriedly raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, and forced a smile: "Jiao Wen is dead, this ban will not last long... I will attack the ban, and speed up the breaking of the ban..."

As she spoke, she was about to get up.

Ning You raised her hand and grabbed her wrist, with very little strength, she could shake it away with just a little force.

"Brother Ning..." She didn't dare, but forced a smile.

"I... I'm dying..."

Pausing for a long time to recover her strength, Ning You regained her strength, "Before...before, it was me...I had a mistake...at this moment, I...nor...don't...don't...don't want to hide it from you..."

"When you recover from your injury, let's talk slowly..." Hanyue hurriedly comforted her.

"You...you listen to me..."

After a pause, Ning You looked up at the sky: "Actually..."