Dragon Vein Martial God

C586 Beitang Night



C586 Beitang Night

His eyes that were filled with killing intent were filled with greed.    

    

Seeing Nangong Ying's greed, Jiang Ting could not help but snicker in his heart. It seemed that the lesson just now was not painful enough.    

    

Since he wanted the Nan Gong Family to be his stepping stone, then Jiang Ting would not be courteous.    

    

"Nangong Ying, give me your life!"    

    

Jiang Ting roared, both of his hands started to dance, strangely enough, a bright blue flame appeared in one of his palms, similar to Nangong Ying's flame. His other hand was covered by a blue colored icicle, ice and fire were evenly matched.    

    

Everyone took a deep breath.    

    

This time, Jiang Ting made the first move.    

    

Nangong Ying did not dare to hesitate at all, as sharp flames instantly gushed out from his hands and clashed with the power of Jiang Ting's bloodline.    

    

"Ah …"    

    

In less than three breaths of time, Nangong Ying had already let out a miserable scream.    

    

The power of his bloodline was being torn apart by Jiang Ting. Looking at his current state, within the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Nangong Ying's bloodline power would no longer be preserved and would be completely destroyed by Jiang Ting.    

    

Everyone was dumbfounded, and did not even dare to move. In their hearts, everyone was thinking about one thing, and that was, this Jiang Ting, was really too ruthless.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

Right at this moment of silence, a phoenix cry sounded in everyone's ears. This was the sound of a treasured sword being unsheathed.    

    

"Jiang Ting, don't hurt Nangong Ying!"    

    

With a furious roar, a sharp blade slashed across.    

    

Jiang Ting could feel that this was definitely not an ordinary weapon. This weapon, even if he had the Seven Extinction Devil Sealing Sword in his hands, he would not dare to take it head on.    

    

Therefore, Jiang Ting had no choice but to give up on Nangong Ying, and retreated, to avoid the sharp sword tip.    

    

When he turned around, there was a figure standing before him.    

    

This person's body was slightly thin and he was also slightly short. The Longsword in his hands seemed to be even longer, almost reaching his height. It was a little funny.    

    

"You must be Beitang Ye?"    

    

Right now, three of the four great families had appeared, and Jiang Ting could easily guess who was more or less dressed up.    

    

"Yes, the young master of Beitang Family, Beitang Ye." Beitang Ye's eyes were not big, but they were full of vitality and his thin lips were pressed tightly together.    

    

Jiang Ting laughed: "Then Young Master Beitang, do you mean that we should help him?"    

    

Beitang Ye looked at Nangong Ying, and said: "My Beitang Family and the Nan Gong Family have been friends for generations, how can I allow you to hurt Brother Nan Gong like this?"    

    

At this moment, Nangong Ying had already caught his breath, this was equivalent to him escaping from death, and he immediately grabbed onto Beitang Ye and said: "Northern Cousin Brother, Jiang Ting and Wuxin are the same person, you should be careful!"    

    

When he heard this news, Beitang Ye was also stunned. He looked at Nangong Ying and did not dare believe it.    

    

Nangong Ying nodded his head with a deeper meaning.    

    

Beitang Ye squinted his eyes for a bit, then nodded his head and said: "Brother Nan Gong, don't worry, I will take care of this arrogant brat first.    

    

If that was the case, others would not be able to understand, but Nangong Ying could understand.    

    

Beitang Ye did not just want to share the cultivation resources in Jiang Ting's hands, he also wanted to obtain that other part of the map!    

    

But, right now, Nangong Ying had no reason to reject, he could only nod his head, because just now, Beitang Ye had saved his life!    

    

Even though he happily promised Beitang Ye, Nangong Ying was still a little worried.    

    

Seeing Nangong Ying act in such a way, Beitang Ye laughed indifferently and raised the treasure sword in his hand.    

    

"There's still no one who can resist my Beitang Family's Question Age Sword!"    

    

"Question Age Sword?!"    

    

Hearing Beitang Ye say the name of the treasured sword, Nangong Ying was once again, shocked!    

    

At the same time, everyone present opened their mouths wide, and their jaws dropped to the ground.    

    

"This time, Young Master Beitang Ye actually brought along a treasure to guard the house with Beitang Family?"    

    

"Question Age Sword, once this Longsword appears, you won't be able to see the blood nor return the scabbard."    

    

"The Question Age Sword, is precisely asking about their age. After asking, their age will forever remain at this number."    

    

Once the Question Age Sword appeared, it attracted everyone's attention. Even Jiang Ting was no longer the focus of attention.    

    

Jiang Ting's gaze also tightened. When he was chatting with Xiao Chengjin, Xiao Chengjin had mentioned that out of the four great families, each of them had their own strengths. Amongst the four great families, the number of people who had Beitang Family was the lowest.    

    

No one knew what grade this sword was, but the fifth grade spirit weapon that appeared before had been cut apart by the Question Age Sword. So as long as Beitang Family took out this Question Age Sword, there was no problem that it could not solve.    

    

Today, Beitang Family was such an important family heirloom, yet it was actually taken away by the little gongzi Beitang Ye. It can be seen how much importance the Beitang Family placed on the power of the Chaotic Cloud Mountain this time!    

    

Hearing so many people praising his family's treasure, Beitang Ye was very satisfied. The treasured sword trembled and a sword flower appeared on its back as it stared at Jiang Ting.    

    

Jiang Ting's gaze also landed on the Question Age Sword. Just now, when he felt the sharp sword tip, he already knew that this weapon was not ordinary.    

    

Adding on the fact that this weapon was so famous, Jiang Ting could not help but feel that it was a pity that the Seven Extinction Devil Sealing Sword was not in his hands, if not, he would definitely fight against this Question Age Sword.    

    

"Jiang Ting, if you want to kill Nangong Ying, you have to beat me, Beitang Ye."    

    

Beitang Ye pointed the Question Age Sword in his hand straight at Jiang Ting.    

    

Jiang Ting raised his guard. This Question Age Sword was not to be underestimated.    

    

When Beitang Ye saw Jiang Ting's bare hands, he could not help but frown and ask: "Jiang Ting, take out your weapon."    

    

Jiang Ting's movements did not change, and he only clenched his fists tightly. The Seven Extinction Devil Sealing Sword was not in his hands, and the only thing he could temporarily defend against were the two rings on his hands.    

    

"No need." Jiang Ting faintly spat out these three words.    

    

Beitang Ye's gaze fell upon his own Question Age Sword. He felt that Jiang Ting's action was the greatest insult to him, since he was holding the most famous weapon in Macadam Beach, Question Age Sword, and his cultivation was also two levels higher than his opponent. Why does this brat know how to slap faces?    

    

Beitang Ye was also an extremely proud person, he could not stand this. His eyes moved, and said to Jiang Ting: "Since this is the case, I do not need any weapons!"    

    

The great sword in his hand drew an arc, and was then kept by Beitang Ye. Just like Jiang Ting, he faced Jiang Ting with his bare hands.    

    

Jiang Ting did not change at all just because Beitang Ye kept his treasure sword. He was still in his attack and defense posture.    

    

"Even without a sword, I can still let you experience what is called swordsmanship!"    

    

From the moment Beitang Ye became sensible, he started to practice his sword arts. When he reached Martial Lord Stage, he believed that amongst his peers, his sword arts would be ranked second, and no one would dare to claim themselves as number one.    

    

Beitang Ye's Spirit Qi stirred, and he activated the power of his own bloodline.    

    

Behind him was a silver treasured sword that was faintly discernable. It was extremely quiet and steady like Mt. Tai.    

    

Beitang Ye actually had a very pure sword bloodline. Amongst the various types of bloodline powers, this was also a rather peculiar one.    

    

The Beitang Family had passed down this residence's treasure to Beitang Ye. This treasured sword, coupled with the power of Beitang Ye's bloodline, was indeed able to unleash the full extent of the treasured sword's might.    

    

However, Jiang Ting's weapon was also a sword, and he had come into contact with many sword arts and techniques, so Jiang Ting naturally had his own comprehensions as well.    

    

The sword was not that easy to practice.    

    

Beitang Ye waved his arm, the Spirit Qi around his body became extremely cold, as though he had gathered 80% of the Spirit Qi in his arm.    

    

Jiang Ting understood, this Beitang Ye, was using his arm as a sword and was still using his sword techniques.    

    

Similar to Beitang Ye's movements, Jiang Ting was also pouring all of his Qi into his right arm, his arm was like a treasured sword.    

    

When the blood vessels throughout his body started to surge, behind Jiang Ting was that Fire and Ice Flood Dragon.    

    

These two completely different bloodline powers moved and quieted down, forming a tit for tat stance.    

    

Seeing that Jiang Ting wanted to fight him with sword techniques, Beitang Ye could not help but laugh in disdain: "Jiang Ting, you also use sword techniques?"    

    

"Could it be that in the entire world, only your Beitang Family is capable of using a treasured sword?" Jiang Ting remained indifferent, as if the other Beitang Ye was just an ordinary person.    

    

"Hehe, isn't it too arrogant to talk about this world? In this Macadam Beach, no one would dare to use their sword techniques in front of my Beitang Family people!" This Beitang Ye did not sound arrogant at all, she was merely stating a fact.    

    

Jiang Ting said indifferently: "That's because you didn't meet me. If you met me, you wouldn't talk like that."    

    

"Cough, cough …"    

    

In terms of Macadam Beach, when it comes to sword techniques at the pinnacle, absolutely no one could compare to it. This Jiang Ting, even if he was reborn, he couldn't possibly be all powerful right!    

    

Therefore, everyone still felt that Beitang Ye would not lose this time.    

    

"Hehe, you sure have a big mouth, Jiang Ting, if you can break my sword technique today, I, Beitang Ye will never use the sword again!" Beitang Ye was very confident.    

    

"In the future, even if you want to use the sword, you won't have the chance." Jiang Ting's gaze was extremely cold and emotionless. Although his entire body did not emit any killing intent, anyone who saw Jiang Ting's gaze would feel a chill down their spine.    

    

He was not someone who would kill, but these two people were the people who had plotted against him. If he was a little weaker, then he would kill them for their money. He would not let himself be in such danger, so he could only kill them.    

    

"I'll let you experience what sword force is first!"    

    

Just as Beitang Ye finished speaking, he waved his arm in a simple manner, without any fancy movements. It was simple, but it was as smooth as flowing water, and a sharp imposing Qi, accompanied with the sharp sound of rushing wind, rushed towards Jiang Ting.    

    

Beitang Ye did not have a weapon in his hand, but with this kind of aura, ordinary Martial Cultivator would not be able to release this kind of aura even with a treasured sword in their hands.    

    


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