"Ning Chen!" Everyone looked at the figure in green in front of them.
"I heard that you want to take my life with one sword and take my head to Fentian Valley to worship Gu Xianyang?" Ning Chen looked at the sword cultivator in white.
There was no unnecessary talk, he was answered with a sword light.
The sword light was pure and sharp. A silver-white sword light cut through the sky and pierced Ning Chen's eyebrows almost instantly.
This sword light is condensed and not scattered. The sword energy is restrained. It seems ordinary. It is the same as the sword light inspired by the yellow-level high-grade sword element talisman. However, under Ning Chen's spiritual sense, this sword light seems to be just speed.
The faster sword energy contains a sharp energy that can cut almost everything and an ultimate sword intention that can pierce the sea of consciousness.
This sword light almost spanned space, aiming at his sea of consciousness, and slashed out all his power with one sword.
It is said that the sword will hit, and whoever hits it will die!
This is the Tonghui sword that the Yihui Sword Sect uses to dominate the Central Region. It can be used in the Ningyuan stage and will not be outdated even in the Golden Elixir stage.
This is the confidence that the swordsman in white has to kill Ning Chen with one sword. Moreover, he seemed unprepared a moment ago, but the moment he saw Ning Chen, he almost burst out with all his strength. This kind of reaction and response is indeed
He has the qualifications to be arrogant.
Under this instant sword strike, he was confident that no one present could stop him. Even the layman Linglang in the late stage of Ning Yuan would suffer under his sword, let alone a mere Ning Chen?
The sword energy had already reached Ning Chen's eyebrows, but Taiyi Wu Yan Luo appeared instantly. Although it was dispersed by Tong Hui's sword in one breath, Ning Chen also disappeared.
"Earth escape!"
Although Tong Hui's sword had already locked onto Ning Chen's sea of consciousness and pierced the ground with the sword, the white-clothed swordsman's expression suddenly changed in an instant.
The earth is Ning Chen's defense. As long as he uses a defensive weapon to block it, Ning Chen can escape farther. In this way, if Tong Hui wants to hit Ning Chen with his sword, he must first break the ground blocking the way.
But the ground is deep and heavy. As long as Ning Chen escapes quickly enough, he can wipe out his own sword energy without even expending much effort!
What's more, Ning Chen still has many methods.
Nearly a hundred feet deep underground, Ning Chen set up a confusing array between the earth and rocks, and then left a trace of spiritual consciousness in the center of the array. The so-called Tonghui Sword had escaped the control of the sword cultivator in white, and was in the mysterious formation.
They kept scurrying around in the formation, gradually being consumed by the earth.
Appearing again in the bamboo forest in the courtyard of Layman Linglang, Ning Chen saw the swordsman in white standing among several people with a pale face, looking at him with an angry look.
Although Tong Hui's sword is powerful, he can cut off all of himself with one sword. If he can't kill the enemy, he will be defeated, so this is also the reason why Yi Hui Sword Sect is unable to go further.
"I didn't expect that Master Ning would dare to appear here. Aren't you afraid that the Jindan monks from Fentian Valley will arrive in a blink of an eye?" Master Linglang asked in a solemn voice.
"I'm afraid, so I have to leave quickly." Ning Chen nodded, "I have no intention of enmity with you, are you really unwilling to give in?"
"But Yi Hui Sword Sect shouldn't have any grudge against you, right?" the monk with his eyes closed asked.
"Oh, I'm going to kill a genius from the Burning Sky Valley's faction to scare the monkeys. Otherwise, I'd be really stuck here." Ning Chen said calmly, "Who makes the Yihui Sword Sect dance the most happily?"
In fact, it was not just the Yihui Sword Sect's family who went to Bixun City to kill him, but it was only the sword cultivator in white who said harsh words. If not him, who would he kill?
"Kill the chicken to scare the monkey?" The monk with his eyes closed was speechless. He had never heard of this idiom, but the truth was easy to understand.
In Bilanzhou, there really is no reason to speak. People with big fists speak the truth. At this time, since Ning Chen is determined to take revenge on Fentian Valley, he is planning to kill the sword cultivator in white to warn all parties. It makes sense, but Yi Hui Jian
Zong was a bit unlucky, being chosen as a chicken by Ning Chen.
Although he was a little unhappy to be called a monkey, the monk with his eyes closed still laughed harmoniously, "But there are so many of us here, can you still kill Brother Wang?"
The sword cultivator in white clothes is still working hard to recover his true energy, but the other three are all outstanding in the middle stage of Yuan Condensation, and the layman Linglang is even in the late stage of Yuan Condensation. Could it be that he still can't defeat Ning Chen?
"It's difficult to kill by force." Ning Chen shook his head, "It's such a waste of talismans. I managed to save thousands of them, so I can't waste them."
Everyone froze, and Master Linglang's pupils tightened, and he even subconsciously took a step back. Although he was in the late stage of Yuan Condensation, Gu Xianyang could withstand thousands of blows, but he couldn't bear it.
Ning Chen smiled, "But I still have many methods, especially when the other party has no resistance."
As soon as he finished speaking, the extremely cold and evil energy suddenly spread in the space. Everyone turned around suddenly and saw that an ice needle had pierced the white-clothed sword cultivator's eyebrow!
This is exactly the needle spell that Ning Chen developed based on the evil spirit of ice. It gathers and disperses invisible and unpredictable. It was unfavorable to start the attack that day, but it was used at the right time today.
The ice needle penetrated into the brain, and the evil spirit exploded. The extreme ice evil spirit instantly twisted the white-clothed sword cultivator's brain into a ball of paste.
The pupils dilated, the energy disappeared, and the white-clothed sword cultivator died on the spot.
When everyone turned back, Ning Chen had disappeared, leaving only one sentence floating in the air, "Tell those affiliated forces in Fentian Valley not to provoke me. Some of the credit is not so easy to get!"
Layman Linglang said nothing. Although the opponent was only in the early stage of Ning Yuan, the power of killing Gu Xianyang actually made him feel timid, and he didn't even have the courage to take action.
The other three monks also made a mistake. They knew that they could not defeat Ning Chen, so they had no intention of taking action. They just wanted to save the life of the sword cultivator in white clothes, but unexpectedly, Ning Chen succeeded in sneak attack.
"What kind of spell is that? I didn't even feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy." The red monk asked.
"I feel a Taoist aura that belongs to the rare treasures of heaven and earth." The monk with his eyes closed said in a deep voice.
"It's useless to say all this now. Wang Lian is the next generation leader of the Yihui Sword Sect, almost implicitly. What should we do now?" asked the monk in black.
The monk with his eyes closed shook his head, "What else can we do? Bring the body to the door and spread Ning Chen's words. Does the Yihui Sword Sect still dare to cause trouble for our sect? They are not Fentian Valley!"
The layman Linglang on the side looked ugly. He was just sitting at home, and trouble came from the sky. Of course Yihui Sword Sect did not dare to cause trouble for the three of them, but it was not certain whether he would cause trouble for himself. Who would let him
What if your cultivation level is pretty good, but you don’t have enough backing?
The monk in red made a coffin out of concrete and placed the body of the sword cultivator in white. The three of them apologized to the layman Linglang and left immediately.
"Do you think the various forces will be intimidated by Ning Chen?" the monk in red asked.
"No." The monk in black shook his head.
The monk with his eyes tightly closed said with a smile, "But on the surface, he won't be so public. The shock effect of killing someone is completely different, let alone Wang Lian of Yihui Sword Sect.
A rogue cultivator who has no scruples and is powerful. The most important thing is that he comes and goes without a trace and is extremely difficult to kill. No one wants to provoke this kind of person. Except for Fentian Valley and Yihui Sword Sect, I guess all the major forces will come out tomorrow.
The surface is calm, but how to secretly search for traces of Ning Chen is another matter."
"But on the surface, he has calmed down. In fact, most of the monks are following the trend and there is no threat to him." The monk in red said.
"Yes, at least Ning Chen is much safer than before." The monk with his eyes closed nodded, "Many monks who don't know the inside story will be scared by him."