As he spoke, Mr. Ning's figure was like a spring, and he jumped into the field with a snap.
Suddenly, there was another uproar at the scene!
"It's urgent, it's urgent! The ancient warriors are anxious!"
"Oh my God! The patriarch of the Gu Wuning family actually went to fight in person? This is a desperate rhythm!"
"It's no wonder, that young man named Ye has already killed four of their young ancient warriors in a row. If he continues to kill like this, the younger generation of the Seventh Clan will probably be killed to end the generation!"
The situation at the scene has changed dramatically!
I am afraid that before the competition began, no one would have expected that Ye Feng could win consecutive battles, let alone that he would eventually force the patriarch of the Guwu clan to fight in person.
At this moment, everyone in the Seventh Guwu Clan was shocked. They did not expect the head of the Ning family to be so decisive.
"Mr. Ning, you...you should also pay attention to your identity!" Everyone in the Seventh Family hesitated to speak, feeling a little embarrassed.
As the saying goes, your head can be cut off, but your reputation cannot be lost!
After all, you are the patriarch of the Seven Clan, how could you be so uncontrollable and end it yourself without discussing it with everyone?
Originally, it was very unreasonable for the Seven Clan to join forces and bully the minority.
Later, after taking turns and fighting in groups, they were still unable to defeat the opponent, which was even more humiliating.
Now, even the clan leader of the Seven Clan appears in person. Even if he wins in the end, it can only be described as a miserable victory, with a total loss of face!
"What identity!?"
Ning Zhengrong couldn't care about this anymore.
"I only know that being killed by that kid like this is the real shame! Shame!"
"When did our ancient martial arts become so oppressed by the secular world!?"
"The ancient martial arts cannot be insulted! But this guy is simply trampling on the dignity of our ancient martial arts and shitting on our heads!"
Lies never hurt, but the truth is as sharp as a knife!
Ning Zhengrong's words made everyone in the Seven Clan remain speechless.
And the situation is indeed as he said.
No matter how the people of the Seventh Clan try to whitewash it, in front of everyone, today's battle can be said to be a disgrace.
Ning Zhengrong would rather give up his old face than kill the boy named Ye with his own hands.
This is not only to avenge the hatred of one clan, but also to restore some dignity of the Seventh clan.
"I, the Seventh Clan of Guwu, are not yet ready to be slaughtered and oppressed at will by a nobody in the world!"
Ning Zhengrong waved his hand and shouted: "Bring me my sword!"
The clansmen below quickly handed over the Ning clan's clan-suppressing sword.
——Zhan Lujian!
Ning Zhengrong drew the sword in his hand, the sword light was flowing, and he was full of energy!
At first glance, it looks like a great sword!
This sword was made by the ancient swordsmith Ou Yezi, who gathered the essence of heaven and earth to forge five divine swords, namely: Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang, and Juque!
These five swords were also successfully collected by the Ning family and became their own, becoming the family's most treasured and family-herited magic weapons.
Among them, the Giant Que Sword has been snatched away from Ning Songshan of the Ning family by Ye Feng.
"You brat, you killed my cousin Ning Songshan, and then took away my Ning family's heirloom, the Giant Que Sword. This is an irreconcilable hatred!"
"Today, only one of us, the Ning clan, and you can leave here alive!"
Before he finished speaking, someone else could be heard echoing from the audience.
"Mr. Ning said it well!"
"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit! What nonsense rules, what kind of honor and disgrace are there?"
"Today we, the Seventh Clan, have all been forced into this situation, so we might as well give it a go!"
"I'm here to help you too!"
While he was talking, another old man jumped onto the ring and stood proudly.
This person is none other than Yan Yishui, the patriarch of the Yan family of the Seventh Guwu clan!
(Note: Thank you to the reader for reminding me that there was a typo before. The sword of the Ning family was Juque, not Jinghong. This chapter has been completed!
