The eldest elder of the Ning family is a master of the Guiyuan realm, but with one punch, he was hit by Ning Fan until he vomited blood?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for them to believe it.
Ning Fan's original combat power was extremely astonishing, and he once defeated the warriors of the Guiyuan Realm with his cultivation at the Ningzhen Realm.
But now Ning Fan is a waste. How can he have such terrifying combat power?
Amid everyone's astonishment, Ning Fan slowly retracted his fist and said indifferently: "I told you to meddle in other people's business, you will definitely regret it!"
After saying that, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned sharp.
The energy in the Dantian bursts out, and the momentum throughout the body surges. Mixed with this momentum is the pressure of the Wanling Sword Body, instantly revealing his sharp edge.
It was as if what was standing there was not a person, but a sword!
The four elders of the Ning family felt this momentum and pressure, and their expressions were extremely exciting. They chose to abandon Ning Fan, which was unanimously approved by the Council of Elders.
But seeing Ning Fan like this, they felt regret in their hearts, but everyone knew that it was too late.
Ning Fan did not take action against them. He was not in a hurry now. Some revenge had to be avenged slowly. Besides, there was still one month left before Ning Chan challenged Su Luoxue. This month was enough for him to grow up.
Just when Ning Fan was about to leave, Ning Shutian had a gloomy face and said in a cold voice: "Elders, this son must not be kept here. If he is allowed to leave now, he will definitely become a serious problem for the Ning family in the future!"
Ning Shutian personally destroyed Ning Fan yesterday, and today he showed that he was far more powerful than before. He felt extremely regretful.
He knew the character of his nephew better. He must avenge himself and rebels will not survive. If they don't join forces to kill him now, they may ruin his son's career in the future.
Several elders looked at each other and saw a trace of hesitation in each other's eyes. They wanted to support Ning Chan in ascending the throne because it would be profitable, but they were unwilling to sacrifice their lives to serve Ning Shutian and his son.
Hearing Ning Shutian's words, a surge of anger surged into Ning Fan's heart. His eyes were as cold as ice and he said ferociously: "Ning Shutian, I originally wanted you to live a little longer. Since you are seeking death today, then
I will help you..."
He threw his luggage on the ground, stamped one foot on the ground, and rushed toward Ning Shutian like a bolt of lightning.
Ning Shutian's expression changed when he saw this. He didn't expect that his words would lead to the disaster of killing!
He is also a Guiyuan Realm warrior. Although he is only at the first level of the Guiyuan Realm, he is still young and strong, and his combat prowess is slightly better than that of the elderly Great Elder.
But seeing Ning Fan rushing towards him like a ferocious beast, Ning Shutian was timid before fighting, and kept retreating. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Elders, stop him, stop him quickly..."
The Great Elder had no fighting ability at this time, while the Second Elder, Third Elder and others saw Ning Fan's rapid offensive and did not choose to take action, but stood silently.
In an instant, Ning Fan came to Ning Shutian with a terrifying momentum.
"court death!"
Ning Shutian's face turned cold and he punched Ning Fan in the face.
The power of a punch from a warrior at the Guiyuan Realm must be impressive, but for an ordinary warrior at the Ningzhen Realm, it would be enough to kill with one blow.
But Ning Fan sneered and punched out as well.
Bang!
The two fists collided, causing a muffled sound and a strong wind.
Ning Shutian's face changed drastically. It seemed that the punch did not land, but he knew that the bones in his right hand had been broken!
Ning Fan's fist is as hard as fine iron. What's going on?
Naturally, Ning Shutian didn't know that the Wanling Sword Body was equivalent to casting Ning Fan's body into a sword. How could its strength be comparable to that of flesh and blood?
Ning Shutian retreated continuously, and Ning Fan pressed forward step by step.
call!
Seeing another punch coming, Ning Shutian had no way to avoid it, and with the anger brewing, he forced himself to punch again.
With a muffled sound, Ning Shutian's other fist was smashed to pieces, and he even had no strength to lift his arm.
Ning Fan didn't give him a chance to breathe, and once again he rose from the ground and charged forward.
Ning Shutian complained endlessly in his heart, and finally couldn't help but begged: "Ning Fan, Ning Fan's nephew, we can discuss something easily!"
"Discuss? When you killed my mentor and slaughtered my brother, you didn't even think about discussing it with me. When you destroyed my Dantian and cut off my meridians, you still didn't discuss it with me..."
Bang!
This punch hit Ning Shutian's chest, sending him flying several feet. His body hit the wall hard and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Now that I can't beat you, you just want to discuss it with me. You have taken advantage of all the good things in the world. Ning Shutian, why don't you sleep underground forever and have a big dream?"
With a hint of sarcasm on his face, Ning Fan approached step by step.
Ning Shutian's hair was disheveled, his face was sluggish, and his hands were hanging to the side. He knew that he was no match for Ning Fan.
What happened to this nephew to turn him into such a monster overnight?
"Great Elder, elders, save me! My son Ning Chan will not treat you badly in the future..." Ning Shutian begged.
The Great Elder and others were silent on the side. Their expressions were very complicated, and they felt extremely regretful. Yesterday, they should not have supported Ning Shutian and his son and abolished Ning Fan for profit.
Ning Chan was originally mediocre in talent, but he made rapid progress after stealing Ning Fan's destiny. Ning Fan's foundation was destroyed, but he could rise again against the trend.
Compare the two and make a judgment.
They kept Ning Fan in the Ning family with a trace of thought in their hearts, and they would definitely not offend Ning Fan at this time.
Ning Shutian had no way to retreat, so he still begged and tried to explain.
What greeted him was Ning Fan's indifferent face and fists comparable to fine iron.
But, at this moment, the wind started to get louder.
A beam of sword light rushed out from the back hall of the Ning family and shot straight into the sky. Accompanied by the sound of swords that resounded throughout the city, a cloud of purple mist rolled in from the east.
"The sword comes out of the Ning family, and the purple energy comes from the east!"
There was a look of disbelief on the face of the great elder. This was the legendary purple energy coming from the east, a vision of heaven and earth. He had never thought that this vision would be born in the Ning family.
The clouds and mists that covered the sky and the sun continued to gather, and finally turned into a human-shaped shadow, and it was an old man with an immortal spirit standing in the sky.
Everyone in Linjiang City was shocked when they saw this scene. Many people immediately knelt down and worshiped, thinking that it was a god descending tomorrow.
"Where is the Taoist!"
The old man gave a soft drink, which made everyone's scalp numb.
"Junior Ning Chan, meet your senior!"
A figure jumped onto the roof, stood up with a sword in hand, and saluted the old man.
"I am Beichen Sword Master. From today on, I will be your protector, protect your life and serve the way of heaven!" Beichen Sword Master looked down at Ning Chan and said quietly.
Protector!
When everyone heard this title, they were immediately shocked.
The destiny is given by the way of heaven. In order for these people with the destiny to grow up smoothly, protectors will be sent to ensure their safety.
But destiny is also divided into three, six, and nine levels. The appearance of the guardian means that Ning Chan has a very high level of destiny, so high that the guardian recognizes him as a disciple!
Under the protection of the guardians, Ning Fan will never fall and will rise at an unimaginable speed.
"That's Chan'er, it's my son Ning Chan, he actually has a protector!"
When Ning Shutian, who was originally desperate, saw this scene, all the dejection on his face disappeared, and he burst out laughing, "Ning Fan, do you see, my son not only carries the destiny, but also has a protector now, if you dare
If you touch a hair on my head, my body will be broken into thousands of pieces!"
Ning Fan looked at the protector in the sky, his brows furrowed. After hearing these words, he didn't say anything. He turned around and punched Ning Shutian on the head.
"How dare you!" Ning Shutian was shocked.
He didn't expect that Ning Fan would kill him under such circumstances.
If this punch had been hit hard, his brain would have exploded and he would have died on the spot.
At the critical moment, the great elder winked, and the second elder, third elder, and fourth elder all took action.
The three elders joined forces to not only block Ning Fan's punch, but also directly repel Ning Fan.
But Ning Fan retreated half a foot, and just as his toes touched the ground, he found a gap and rushed towards Ning Shutian again.
That's the way he is. He can't stop anyone he wants to kill. Now that Ning Chan has the protection of the guardian, it's even more difficult to deal with him, so let's kill him first.
"Ning Fan, don't be stubborn. Now Ning Chan Daozi is the hope of our Ning family. You can't kill his father!" the elder stopped him.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
These elders are all useless. Ning Fan will not show mercy. With a roar, the energy in his body bursts out, and his whole body surges with strength. With the tyranny of the Wanling Sword, he directly knocks the three elders away and vomits blood.
Ning Shutian looked like he had seen a ghost. He did not expect that the three elders could not stop Ning Fan. At this time, he was not as arrogant as before, and exclaimed loudly, "Chan'er, save me! Protector, save me!"
Ning Chan, who was on the roof, saw this scene and frowned slightly. It was too late for him to rescue him at this distance, so he immediately raised his head and said: "Guardian, please save my father!"
The Beichen Sword Master's eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab it gently. The long sword in Ning Chan's hand groaned softly, and turned into a thunderbolt and shot towards Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's fist was only one foot away from Ning Shutian. Suddenly he felt a death crisis and instinctively jumped back.
Crack!
A long sword was nailed to the position where Ning Fan was just now.
"A sword?"
Ning Fan's eyes were full of fear, but he had no time to think about it. The long sword missed the target, rose up from the ground, and shot towards him again.
He could only keep rolling and avoiding...
After dodging three times in a row, Ning Fan and Ning Shutian were several feet apart.
The long sword forced Ning Fan back and did not pursue him. He was just suspended in mid-air.
"Defender, this man is extremely evil and should not be spared. Please kill him," Ning Chan requested upon seeing this.
Ning Chan also regretted it. He originally thought that Ning Fan would be reduced to waste and unable to make waves, but in just one night, Ning Fan seemed to have recovered his cultivation, and his combat power increased instead of falling.
If he hadn't broken through the Ning Zhen Realm and attracted a protector, his and his father's lives would have been decided here.
"Defender of the Way, this person killed his master and his brother. He is unfaithful, unfilial and unjust. He is hated by heaven and earth and cannot be tolerated by the world. Please kill this thief!" Ning Shutian also requested loudly.
When everyone in the Ning family heard this, they all knew that Ning Fan was dead.
With the strength of a protector, killing Ning Fan is easier than strangling an ant.
Ning Fan's face was gloomy as he stared at the old man in the sky. He could feel that this man was far more powerful than he could compete with now.