Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 42 Killing Ninth Rank
"Feng Li, do you know?" He spoke slowly, his tone understated, "The 'little bastard' you mentioned did spend the entire night with Mingli."

He paused, the curve of his lips deepened, and his tone was filled with intriguing meaning.

"It's just that she was poisoned that night and needs someone to look after her closely. And the detoxification... well, you know, no one else can disturb her."

As the words fell, the air seemed to freeze.

Xie Mingli froze slightly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Chu Ning, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

And Feng Li's face was completely distorted at this moment!
He watched Chu Ning's fingers brush through Xie Mingli's hair. The gentle movement was like the most intimate touch between lovers!
Chu Ning's actions undoubtedly added fuel to the fire in his heart!
Xie Mingli didn't refuse? !

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and Chu Ning's words just now echoed in his mind.

"She has a kind heart and can't bear to see others in such a state."

"So, she's 'kind-hearted' in comforting me? Then what about the way she treats you, a little bastard?!"

Feng Li's chest heaved violently, and the resentment in his eyes almost turned into actual murderous intent.

Chu Ning just looked at him quietly, with a smile on his lips and a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that Feng Li's emotions had completely broken down.

Seeing that Feng Li had lost control of his emotions, Xie Mingli didn't want to continue to pester him.

"Help Master Feng go down and have a good rest." She said to the guard and turned to leave.

"Little bastard..." Feng Li's voice had become low and hoarse, with extreme depression.

"What?" Chu Ning chuckled, a meaningful smile on his lips, "Are you not convinced?"

Feng Li stared at him intently, his teeth almost clenched, and his fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged.

He is more than just dissatisfied?

Today's humiliation is unforgettable!
Chu Ning looked at Feng Li, who was extremely angry but unable to vent his anger, and sneered in his heart.

But he knew that Feng Li would not accept this.

He deliberately turned around, walked side by side with Xie Mingli, and slowly left.

Feng Li clenched his fists to the extreme, and a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

His figure suddenly moved, like a tiger pouncing on someone!

"go to hell!"

At this moment, his murderous intent completely erupted, his true energy boiled, and a long sword burning with blazing flames suddenly condensed in his hand, aiming straight at Chu Ning's heart!
However, what he saw was the cold smile on Chu Ning's lips.

puff!

The dull sound of the rusty knife piercing through flesh and blood was particularly clear in the dead silence.

Feng Li's movements froze.

He looked down and saw a rusty, broken knife piercing deep into his chest, piercing his heart.

"You..." Feng Li opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

"Self-righteous and arrogant guy, next time you speak more carefully, maybe you can live a few more days." Chu Ning's voice was extremely indifferent, with a hint of mockery and coldness.

Feng Li's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something.

But the next moment, Chu Ning suddenly drew his sword!

An arrow of blood shot out.

Feng Li staggered a few steps, a faint gasp came from his throat, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Pfft!
Feng Li's body fell to the ground with a bang.

silence.

Deathly silence.

Everyone in Wuhou Mansion looked at this scene in a daze.

Xie Mingli's pupils shrank slightly, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

Chu Ning gently shook the bloody, rusty knife in his hand, his eyes indifferently scanning the people around him. A bloody smell filled the air, and a cold wind swept across the ground, picking up a few fallen leaves, which swirled silently around Feng Li's body.

Inside the side courtyard of Wuhou Mansion, there was a deathly silence. Fear still remained on everyone's face, their hearts were beating wildly, but no one dared to make a sound.

That knife just now was too fast!

It was so fast that they couldn't even see clearly before Feng Li fell down.

He fell in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, as if unwilling and unbelieving.

He had been arrogant all his life and never thought that he would be defeated so completely. He never thought that after losing the competition, his sneak attack would result in death!

Xie Mingli looked at Feng Li's body quietly, his eyes slightly cold, his voice calm but with unquestionable majesty: "You lost the competition, and you still want to launch a sneak attack. You deserve it."

This short sentence was like a thunderclap, shocking everyone.

They looked at Xie Mingli's expression and suddenly realized that she had no compassion at all, not even anger.

She was simply stating a fact, an inevitable outcome.

Someone swallowed unconsciously and looked at Chu Ning who was standing next to her.

The man who had just killed Feng Li was now slightly curling up the corners of his lips, with a hint of teasing and amusement in his eyes, as if he was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

His eyes swept across the people present, and everyone who caught his eye felt a chill in their hearts and dared not look at him.

At that moment, everyone in Wuhou Mansion finally realized that this person was far more terrifying than they had imagined!
Xie Mingli retracted his gaze and said slowly, "Bury Feng Li's body and send it back to Lihuo Palace. Explain the matter truthfully."

"Yes!" Several guards from Wuhou Mansion responded hurriedly, fearing that they would anger these two evil stars if they were a step slower.

They did not dare to hesitate and hurried forward, trying to lift Feng Li's body.

However, when their palms touched the body that was still warm, their hands trembled slightly, not knowing whether they were frightened by the hideousness of the corpse or shocked by Chu Ning's murderous intent.

"Let's go." Chu Ning turned his head slightly and whispered to Xie Mingli.

Xie Mingli glanced at him with deep eyes, but in the end she said nothing. She just nodded slightly and turned away.

Everyone watched the two men walk away, feeling horrified.

Feng Li died with his eyes open, and his body still lay quietly in the same place, like a wake-up call, ringing in the hearts of everyone in Wuhou Mansion.

That night, Chu Ning's name completely shook the Wuhou Mansion!

……

The sound of the clappers at midnight penetrated the thick fog, and the eaves of the Wuhou Mansion cast a hideous silhouette in the moonlight.

Chu Ning stood alone in the courtyard, the lingering force of frost and thunder still lingering, his clothes moving without wind.

The sound of dead leaves scraping against the blue bricks and breaking into powder could be heard clearly, as if even the darkness was frozen three feet away from him.

A solitary lamp flickered under the corridor, stretching his shadow into a knife-like scar that split the sky.

Xie Mingli had already left, and everyone else had dispersed.

He had just killed a ninth-grade warrior, but he did not immediately repay the price of the "Sky-Splitting Shadow Art".

In the battle just now, he did rely on the ability of the Blue-Eyed Snow Fox, otherwise it would be almost impossible to defeat Feng Li or even kill him.

But Chu Ning knew very well that this external force could not be a long-term reliance.

The Qingyun Arena is just around the corner. If he cannot truly improve his own strength, he will not be able to move forward in the arena where there are so many masters.

At this moment, he was only a hair's breadth away from the ninth rank. If he repaid the price of "Splitting Sky and Flying Shadow Art" immediately, although he could use this power to improve his realm, he would waste the opportunity for his breakthrough.

He must break through to the ninth rank with his own accumulation within these ten days, and then repay the price of the divine order in order to reach the upper ninth rank!

"Time is running out, we must hurry." Chu Ning muttered to himself, turned around and walked into the room.

He sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing.

Wisps of spiritual power circulated in his body, and the true energy in his body was like a sleeping dragon, roaring faintly, and it could break through the shackles at any time and turn into a soaring dragon.

However, reaching the ninth level is not easy. This bottleneck may seem small, but it is like a chasm. If you are not careful, it may lead to stagnation of practice.

(End of this chapter)