Ning Chengfei stepped onto the ring and immediately aroused countless discussions. Even some monks above the Yuanhun Realm who had not paid much attention to the Xuandan Realm competition focused their attention.
"Are you Ning Cheng?" Shen Buqun looked at Ning Cheng and asked in a very calm tone.
There was an elusive aura surrounding Shen Buqun, which seemed to be an upright and masculine aura, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be an extremely feminine and cold aura, which made Ning Cheng very unhappy.
"That's right, let's do it." Ning Cheng did not ask the other party's name.
Shen Buqun smiled slightly and said, "You are wrong. I have fought seven games in a row and need to take a rest. I hope you can persist for a few games and wait for me to come up. You must not let me down and let others kick me."
After saying that, Shen Buqun took the initiative to walk off the ring.
Shen Buqun's words were fair and aboveboard. Although there were many people watching, no one ridiculed him for being cowardly. Ning Cheng had a reputation for being vicious and could kill Ding Liang. It was normal for Shen Buqun to choose to watch Ning Cheng's fighting power. Moreover, Shen Buqun
Buqun's tone was very contemptuous, and he obviously didn't take Ning Cheng seriously. The reason why he wanted to rest was just for caution, and he probably wanted to win thirty games in a row.
Ning Cheng smiled, "Your name and your noble temperament remind me of a person, and you are very similar to him. That person is also the leader of a sect, and he has learned a very powerful sword skill. Alas, what a pity.
The only thing is that his sword skills are somewhat lacking, otherwise, he might even be the number one master..."
"Oh, who is it?" Shen Buqun, who had already stepped off the ring, turned around and asked curiously.
Ning Cheng said seriously, "I can't tell you who it is, but I can tell you the eight-character secret of that person's sword skills. Of course, I don't know if you have already done it."
"Ask me for advice." Shen Buqun's expression has become solemn. No matter what the secret of the horoscope is, it is better for him to listen to it than not to listen.
Not to mention Shen Buqun, even the countless monks watching the game listened attentively to Ning Cheng's explanation of the eight-character secret.
"If you want to practice magic, you must first leave the palace." Ning Cheng's tone was also very serious.
"Hahaha..." Countless monks under the stage laughed. Everyone thought that Ning Cheng must have made this up to tease Shen Buqun.
Even some reserved female disciples from Piaoxue Palace and Zhanqing Dao Sect hid their faces and snickered. This Ning Cheng was too insulting. He attracted Shen Buqun with one sentence, and even said such a hurtful word.
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Hearing the snickering of the female disciples, a middle-aged female cultivator from the Zhanqing Dao Sect suddenly frowned and said, "Junior Sister Qionghua, you are used to looking at people. But this Ning Cheng seems a bit unkind, and Yingdie chose him to be his wife."
Is it really appropriate to kill the object of your love?"
The female cultivator named Qiong Hua was dressed in a white dress, her appearance was delicate and elegant, and she was standing in the distance wrapped in a ball of fairy clouds and jade. Her beauty was not even half inferior to that of Xu Yingdie, and her temperament even surpassed that of the already stunning Xu Yingdie.
This is Xu Yingdie's master, Shi Qionghua, who was the one who went to Luohong Sword Sect to marry Xu Yingdie.
Shi Qionghua said calmly, "Ning Cheng's character is sincere and straightforward, and he has a kind nature. He is different from many hypocrites in Tianzhou. His kindness comes from his heart, while the kindness of more Tianzhou monks is for others to see.
Yingdie has chosen well. Ning Cheng is the most suitable person to fall in love with... Sigh..."
The middle-aged female cultivator heard Shi Qionghua sigh and asked again, Qionghua, since Ning Cheng is the right person, why bother sighing?"
Shi Qionghua was silent for a while and said, "Senior sister, although Na Ningcheng is suitable for falling in love, he is not suitable for killing love. His flashiness is superficial. Deep down, this person is a very emotional and emotional person. Once
If he falls in love and is killed by Yingdie, he will be a very pitiful person. Even his whole life will be ruined..."
The middle-aged female cultivator nodded, but did not care about what Shi Qionghua said. Whether Ning Cheng is suitable for killing love is irrelevant, as long as Xu Yingdie can kill love on Ning Cheng. Whether Ning Cheng is dead or alive and killed
The Qing Dao Sect has nothing to do with it. Xu Yingdie is the first genius disciple of the Qing Dao Sect, and this is the most important thing.
"I hope Yingdie can be cruel and not fall in love." The middle-aged female cultivator said subconsciously.
Shi Qionghua said slowly, "Yingdie is my disciple. I know her very well. She will definitely succeed in killing her love. She is different from others. Nothing can shake her heart of cultivating Taoism."
Compared to the laughter in the audience, Shen Buqun just smiled slightly after hearing Ning Cheng's words and said, "I learned a lesson." After saying that, he turned around and walked away without saying anything more to Ning Cheng.
This guy is a tolerant person, but Ning Cheng didn't care.
After Shen Buqun went down, Ning Cheng stood on the ring and waited for a long time, but no one came up. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed. It seemed that he had a bad reputation.
"Go up, why doesn't anyone go up to compete..."
If no one came on stage to compete with Ning Cheng, then there would be no excitement for those who came to watch. Some monks in the audience shouted for people to come on stage.
"Let me teach you something." A clear voice sounded, and a female cultivator wearing a lilac dress landed on the ring.
"Senior Brother Ning, I am Lu Ruman from Xingluo Mansion, please enlighten me." The female cultivator hugged Ning Cheng, raised her hand and held out a pair of red swords.
Ning Cheng nodded, "Xingluo Mansion, I know."
He knew both Kong Cheng and Xin Hai from Xingluo Mansion, and he had saved them.
"Although you are friends of Senior Brother Kong and Senior Brother Xin, I will not be merciful. Take the move..." The pair of red swords in Lu Ruman's hands turned into a red smoke screen, completely binding Ningcheng's surroundings.
In the red smoke screen.
A pair of red swords formed a huge red scissors in the red smoke screen. The scissors opened, bringing out bursts of cold killing intent. Ning Cheng, who was inside, immediately felt a slight lack of true energy.
This woman was really merciless in her attacks. Ning Cheng thought to himself that it would be difficult for an ordinary Xuandan cultivator to escape in such a situation.
However, her cultivation was not even comparable to that of Ding Liang, but it was not enough for Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng's Duan Xuan Spear was launched, with two points of spear light, it hit the beak of the giant red scissors.
After two "ding dong" sounds, Ning Cheng fell backwards and landed on the other side of the ring a few feet away. His breathing was a little rapid. It seemed that he had a hard time escaping from the giant red scissors just now.
"You are already very good, you can escape from my sword-mouthed crocodile... Then let me show you what real sword skills are..." Lu Ruman originally thought that Ning Cheng killed Ding Liang was an exaggeration, but now
Ning Cheng could barely resist even a single move, and his heart suddenly settled. It seemed that the rumors were not credible. Only by trying it yourself would you know the depth.
Ning Cheng felt funny in his heart. This woman's self-confidence was really strong. If she wasn't afraid of knocking her down with one move, no one would dare to come up again. How could Ning Cheng have the patience to continue to struggle with her?
Lu Ruman's pair of red long swords transformed again, forming a huge sword mouth that almost surrounded half of the arena. With a click, he cut towards Ning Cheng.
When the huge sword mouth almost cut Ning Cheng in half, Ning Cheng seemed to burn his essence and blood, and then rushed out of the sword mouth.
The monks who were watching under the ring all secretly exclaimed that it was a pity. If Lu Ruman's cultivation level had been higher and Ning Cheng had been restrained for a moment, Ning Cheng would have been dead just now.
Ning Cheng felt that it was almost done. He raised his hand and grabbed a handful of talismans and threw them out. These were all small talismans of second and third levels.
Countless wind blade talismans, fireball talismans, thunder and lightning talismans, rain-condensing talismans, and rejuvenation talismans exploded. The entire arena was instantly enveloped in a violent 'boom' sound, and no one could be seen anymore.
Lu Ruman suddenly found it funny. This guy was really a top class guy. He actually used some second-level and third-level talismans to deal with her. To her, these talismans were not even a mosquito bite. Forget it, this guy was still a top class guy.
He even took out the Rain-Condensing Talisman and the Rejuvenation Talisman. Is this a desperate attempt to jump over the wall?
Just when Lu Ruman was about to grab the talisman and pick up Ning Cheng's neck, he felt a pain in his butt, and a strong force came from him. The next moment, she flew out like a cloud and mist. At this moment, she
Unable to turn back his true energy.
"Bang..." Lu Ruman lay down under the ring, his face turning red.
She was kicked in the butt and defeated. This kind of failure made her feel depressed and shameful. In her opinion, Ning Cheng's moves were completely shameless. He used countless talismans to interfere with her consciousness.
, and then a sneak attack on her butt.
"This guy has a lot of talismans, and they are all low-level talismans..."
"I think this is a good method, but unfortunately this method wastes too many talismans."
"I have a lot of spiritual stones. You don't know how many spiritual stones you made in the Exchange Hall at one time..."
Various voices of discussion came, and what made Lu Ruman feel a little relieved was that none of them mentioned her. This made the blush on Lu Ruman's face gradually fade.
Just when Lu Ruman was about to rush to the ring again, someone had already rushed forward in front of her. This was a red-haired monk at the ninth level of Xuandan.
"Xi Yong, the Red Sun Weapon Sect, is here to receive instruction..." As Xi Yong spoke, a set of silver armor appeared on his body. Then, a huge umbrella-shaped magic weapon appeared on top of his head, and another one appeared in front of him.
Got a round shield magic weapon.
"There's no need to take out those low-level talismans of yours. I'm covered in defensive magic weapons. Even if you use your low-level talismans to smash them for a day, you still can't break them open." Xi Yong saw Ning Cheng staring at the defensive magic weapons around him.
He was in a daze, and smiled a little proudly.
"It's amazing..." Ning Cheng sighed. His words really seemed a bit powerful. Sacrificing three or four defensive magic weapons at the same time also requires strong spiritual consciousness. This Red Sun Weapon Sect is a bit fancy, it seems.
I will also need to learn from it in the future.
Xi Yong stopped talking at all, and a giant seal like a hill smashed down from Ning Cheng's head.
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