"Retreat!"
Staring at the Dark Knight, the Ironclad Death God of the No Life Path felt fear. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately spread his iron sword wings and flew away.
The Gold-Clad Asura was also frightened by the Dark Knight and immediately fled, vanishing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
On the dim street, only Ning Xiaochuan and the Dark Knight remained. They stood thirty meters apart, a murderous aura permeating the space between them and sending sand and stones skittering across the ground.
The armor on Ning Xiaochuan's body automatically fell away, transforming into wisps of crimson dragon aura that gathered into a Red Little Dragon. There was a shocking saber wound across the Red Little Dragon's back, and it let out soft, mournful whimpers.
That strike from the Dark Knight had inflicted a grievous wound on it.
Ning Xiaochuan put Little Red into the Universe Pouch.
"Heavenly Emperor Blade." Ning Xiaochuan clenched his teeth tightly, blood seeping between them.
"Whoosh!"
The Heavenly Emperor Blade flew out of the Mystic Beast Appraisal and landed in Ning Xiaochuan's hand.
"I may have agreed to help you cultivate Martial Dao, but I am still a supreme battle weapon. Don't order me around. Same old rule—one use of my power for one Seventh Grade Profound Weapon." The Heavenly Emperor Blade chattered on. "That Blood City Iron Seal looks rather good. Hand it over first and let me devour it to temper my blade."
"Stop haggling. We'll talk after the battle." Ning Xiaochuan gripped the hilt, immediately entering the realm of man and blade as one. His aura continued to rise.
"Heavenly Emperor Blade!" Mysterious light burst from the Dark Knight's eyes. The battle saber in his hand shone with dazzling radiance, his black robe billowed, and he leaped