The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1284: Chapter 1284: Beiting Huang VS Ming

Beiting Huang let go of Xu Xiaomo’s hand, and at that moment, her aura underwent a dramatic change. Her clear voice, laced with the chill of ice, carried over the bustling street, where the air roiled and the wind howled—yet could not drown out the youth’s voice, “Whether it’s a joke, you’ll know very soon. I hope you can still laugh then!”

Seeing that Beiting Huang was serious, Xu Xiaomo also grew anxious. From Beiting Huang’s demeanor, it appeared she was determined to kill Ming until her goal was met today. Slightly panicked, she said, “Little Ninth, perhaps we should force him out of Yan City first. It is truly forbidden to fight within the city.”

Without turning back, Beiting Huang squinted her eyes, fixing them on Ming, and seeing the schadenfreude on his face, she sneered, “There’s no need. Inside Yan City, even if no one else is allowed to kill, that doesn’t include me. Ming, don’t harbor any illusions. Your time to die has come today!”

Having said that, Beiting Huang rose into the sky, clutching a long sword in her hand. Her eyes, as cold as icy piles, watched Ming without mercy, as if she were looking at a dead man. This gaze also infuriated Ming, who now completely disregarded any edicts of Yan City against combat. With a tap of his toe on the ground, he chased after Beiting Huang into the sky.

Ming was a Three Swords God King; Beiting Huang had known this all along. The memory crystal had imprinted every scene of Ming destroying Huang City, and Beiting Huang had etched each one into her mind. At this moment, facing the seemingly noble and splendid youth, a deep hatred surged within Beiting Huang’s heart.

There had never been anyone who incited such loathing in her until now.

Across from her, the youth in the Red Brocade Robe, his garment billowing with the night wind, his black hair wildly dance in the air, possessed a visage so exquisite that even the sun, moon, and stars paled in comparison. His eyes, dark and cold, focused intently on Ming, causing Ming to feel his skin crawl merely under his gaze.

Her killing intent was too intense!

A youth of fifteen years old, to have honed such an air of lethality was remarkable. Indeed, even though Ming had encountered countless people in the 33 Heavens, none compared to Beiting Huang.

His talent was formidable, pity that he was about to fall by his hand. Ming couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret.

Almost everyone on the long street had come out to look up at the sky, and although there were Heaven Rank among them, no one dared to ascend at this time. Even though no one could fathom Beiting Huang’s true strength or know what unstable realm she was in, this young man was certainly not one to overestimate his own abilities.

“That golden-robed youth is a Three Swords God King. I wonder what level of strength this young man has. He must be Heaven Rank!” Within Yan City, there was no shortage of powerful individuals, and some with formidable strength and keen eyes identified Ming’s level.

“Three Swords God King?” Hearing that Ming was a Three Swords God King, Lord Beiting Jing and others, who already knew of Ming’s considerable abilities, suddenly grew anxious for Beiting Huang, regretting that they should have stopped her from confronting such an opponent.

“What do we do? Will the leader be alright?” Nangong Qianmo trembled nervously, her hand shaking as she held on to Nangong Qianxi, “Sister, do you think the leader will be okay?”

How could Nangong Qianxi know? She was already so tense for Beiting Huang that she found it hard to breathe. The opponent was a Divine King, after all. Even with nine Heaven Rank in the Alliance Empire, they could not compete with a single Divine King.