The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

The man in black robes hovered in mid-air, watching his army of spirit beasts turn to ashes in swathes of golden flames.

The puppets, which had taken decades of painstaking effort to create, were shredded to pieces by Xiao Xian'er's flying sword, and his face turned completely gloomy.

The tide is gone.

All his efforts and calculations vanished in an instant.

The man in black gritted his teeth, his long, black sword drawing a strange arc in front of him.

Black malevolent energy surged forth like a tide, condensing into a pitch-black barrier around him.

He took one last look at Wang Long below.

That good-for-nothing he never took seriously.

It actually destroyed everything he had.

A deep-seated resentment flashed in the black-robed man's eyes.

"I will remember you. One day I will turn you into a puppet to avenge this day!"

Without hesitation, the man in black turned around, his figure transforming into a black streak of light as he sped away into the distance.

He wanted to escape.

Ye Niannu and he are evenly matched; the one who can't afford to waste time now is the man in black robes.

A black streak of light streaked across the sky; the black-robed figure moved with astonishing speed, covering hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.

But Ye Niannu was faster.

The silver-white figure, like a bolt of lightning, drew a graceful arc in the air and instantly blocked the black-robed man's path.

"Trying to run away?"

Ye Niannu's voice was cold and clear, carrying an undisguised killing intent.

"I haven't agreed yet."

The man in black robes stopped abruptly, holding his long, black sword horizontally in front of him, his cold gaze fixed on Ye Niannu.

"Ye Niannu, die!"

The man in black robes gripped his sword with both hands, and thrust the jet-black blade forward with a sudden burst.

Ye Niannu's expression remained unchanged as her silver-white longsword drew an arc in front of her.

boom!

A deafening roar erupted, sending spiritual and malevolent energy flying in all directions, distorting and warping the surrounding air.

The man in black robes was thrown backward by the shock, tumbling several times in the air before barely managing to regain his balance.

A trickle of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face paled even more.

Ye Niannu gave him no chance to catch his breath.

With a flash, he reappeared in front of him.

The silver-white longsword swept horizontally, its light as sharp as a bolt of lightning, aiming straight for the black-robed man's waist!

The man in black gritted his teeth and parried with his sword.

clang!

The two swords clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

The man in black robes was knocked back again, his hands went numb, and his black sword almost slipped from his grasp.

Ye Niannu's swordsmanship was fierce and domineering, with each strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

This forced him to retreat repeatedly, leaving him only able to defend passively and completely powerless to retaliate.

The black-robed man's pupils contracted sharply.

He tried to dodge, but found that his body was locked in place by the countless sword lights, and he couldn't move at all.

"No!"

He let out a roar of resentment, desperately urging his inner energy to condense one dark barrier after another in front of him.

But those barriers were as flimsy as paper in the face of Ye Niannu's sword light.

The first step: break.

The second step is to break it up.

The third step: break.

……

The sword light pierced through all the barriers and struck the black-robed man squarely in the chest.

puff!

Blood splattered.

The man in black robes was sent flying backward by the blow, tumbling dozens of feet in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, creating a huge crater.

Smoke and dust rose, and gravel flew everywhere.

The man in black robes lay at the bottom of the pit, with a large, bowl-sized hole in his chest. Black blood gushed from the wound, staining the soil beneath him black.

His face was ashen, and his breath was so faint it was almost imperceptible.

But those cold, dark eyes remained fixed on Ye Niannu, who was slowly descending from the sky.

"You...you can't kill me..."

His voice was hoarse and intermittent.

"I... am immortal..."

Ye Niannu landed at the edge of the pit, looking down at him with a hint of coldness in her beautiful eyes.

She raised her hand, her silver-white longsword pointing at the black-robed man's throat.

"Then let's give it a try."

The man in black robes lay at the bottom of the deep pit, black blood still gushing from the large hole in his chest.

His breath grew weaker and weaker, but his cold eyes remained fixed on Ye Niannu at the edge of the pit, a strange smile playing on his lips.

"You can't kill me... I've said it before... I'm immortal..."

Ye Niannu frowned slightly, raised her silver-white longsword, and a sharp sword light condensed at the tip of the sword, about to sever the head of the man in black robes.

Just as the sword light was about to fall, the man in black robes suddenly raised his hand and spread his five fingers.

A pitch-black crack suddenly opened beneath him, like the gaping maw of an abyss, pulling his body downwards.

Above the Grandmaster realm is the Saint realm.

It is said that those in the Saint Realm are invulnerable to weapons, water, and fire, have a lifespan of five hundred years, and can create small spaces.

"Damn it!"

Ye Niannu's expression changed, and her sword flashed down!

"boom!"

The sword light slashed at the ground, making the crater even larger, sending rubble flying and dust billowing into the sky.

But the black-robed man's body had already disappeared into the dark crack.

The crack behind him closed rapidly and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Ye Niannu stood at the edge of the pit, her face ashen.

She closed her eyes, her divine sense spreading out, enveloping the entire ruins, searching inch by inch.

No.

It is completely imperceptible.

Although Ye Niannu's strength far surpassed that of the man in black robes, she was unable to directly attack the other dimension.

If there were a powerhouse stronger than the Saint Realm, they could easily tear apart space.

Ye Niannu cannot do that now.

"Damn bastard!"

Ye Niannu gritted her teeth and slashed at empty air with her sword. The sword energy tore through the air and left a deep trench in the ground.

If the man in the black robe has the patience to wait it out, he will have a chance to escape.

Wang Long asked in confusion upon seeing this.

"Niannu, why did that man in black robes suddenly disappear?"

Ye Niannu explained it very clearly to Wang Long, her voice carrying a hint of resentment.

"Are we just supposed to watch him get away?"

Qin Minglan looked furious.

"That bastard killed so many people, and we're just letting him get away with it?"

Ye Niannu remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Although a Saint can create space independently, they cannot change their location."

Wang Long understood instantly.

The man in black robes was still around.

All we need to do is tear a hole in the little space where he's hiding!

The Fifth Form of the Tai Xu Breaking Illusion Sword Technique: Breaking Boundaries!

These words suddenly flashed through Wang Long's mind.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Wang Long felt it the moment he learned it.

This move can tear through space!

Ye Niannu looked anxious; she knew the principle of letting the tiger return to the mountain.

But there was nothing they could do.

Wang Long took Ye Niannu's hand.

Ye Niannu's face flushed instantly, and she said in a sweet voice.

"My lord, this is not the right place."

As she spoke, she glanced at Luo Hanyi and Qin Minglan standing to the side.

Luo Hanyi couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Qin Minglan pointed at Ye Niannu with embarrassment and annoyance, and said coquettishly.

"You shameless woman, what's going on now? Still thinking about those things!"

Wang Long was speechless, then quickly shook his head and said firmly.

"Niannu, let me try."

Ye Niannu was stunned, her mouth slightly open, looking at Wang Long with disbelief.

"Try what?"

"Naturally, we'll tear apart his little world!"