Chapter 2001: Collecting Flying Swords

He once thought that Wu Zhongshan was the most powerful person he had ever seen.

But now, to put it bluntly, Wu Zhongshan is nothing!

Mr. Ning is the person he should really respect!

"Okay, okay, I'm fine, don't cry."

Ning Chen looked at the two women crying in front of him and smiled bitterly.

After finally waiting for them to stop crying, Ning Chen came to the pit and looked inside.

The two disciples from Shushan were not dead yet, but they looked extremely miserable and were still seriously injured.

"You humble ant...you are dead! You are really dead this time!"

The male disciple was lying at the bottom of the pit, his mouth full of blood, and he was gnashing his teeth and roaring.

The female disciple lay beside him, also unable to move: "How dare you hurt us! Do you know who we are? We are Shushan disciples! You ant in the secular world, you will definitely die this time!"

"You evil thief! Kill us if you can! We Shushan disciples are never afraid of death!"

"That's right! Even if you kill us, the pressure of Shushan cannot be violated!"

"If one of us dies, there will still be thousands of us!"

What the two of them said to each other seemed to be righteous and upright.

"Haha, you Shushan is so majestic. Only you are allowed to hurt others, and others are not allowed to hurt you, right?"

Ning Chen's smile was full of teasing, and his eyes fell on the two people beside them, which were the two flying swords they used before.

"If they can use it, I should be able to use it too."

Ning Chen thought about it for a moment, raised his hand and shot out two streams of spiritual power, pouring them into the flying sword.

A feeling of connectedness arose spontaneously.

"It's interesting. Shushan Flying Sword seems to be a little different from ordinary swords..."

After instilling spiritual power, Ning Chen felt as if the two swords had become part of his body, and he could control them with just a thought.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

As soon as Ning Chen thought about it, the flying sword suddenly turned into two streams of light and rose out of the air, hovering in the air.

Seeing this scene, the two people lying in the pit were all shocked!

"You, how can you control our flying sword?"

"Evil thief! What on earth did you do?"

Ning Chen was playing with the flying sword. When he heard the two people's words, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Want to know? Come and try it yourself."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two flying swords paused for a moment before suddenly stabbing towards them.

"Ahhh!"

"Stop! Stop it!"

The two of them were immediately frightened and struggled to get up, but they were seriously injured and could not move at all.

The flying sword is as fast as lightning and arrives in an instant!

Just when he was about to stab the two of them, Ning Chen's mind moved slightly and he stopped flying his sword.

"Hoo..."

However, the two of them could not bear the terror of death. Their heads tilted and they fainted on the spot.

Ning Chen controlled the flying sword to return to his side, stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the sword, and curled his lips: "Have you fainted now? You are so scared."

He didn't want to kill them in the first place, but he didn't expect that these two guys looked like they were not afraid of life and death, but they turned out to be so timid.

"These two flying swords are quite interesting... Let's study them carefully later."

Ning Chen put the flying sword into the Qiankun Ring, looked around, and waved to Bailong.

Bai Long was stunned for a moment, then ran over happily. When he passed by the younger brothers, his face was full of pride.

"Mr. Ning, what are your orders?"

He came to Ning Chen with a flattering smile on his face.
Chapter completed!