Seeing Ning Chen's astonishing momentum, the group of casual cultivators all retreated behind the two Tianlan Sect deacons.
Seeing Ning Chen launching his flying sword, the middle-aged man in yellow and the middle-aged man in green also launched two flying swords, one yellow and one green, suspended in front of each other.
The yellow flying sword is thick and dignified, and the cyan flying sword is cold and sharp. The two swords echo each other, and each of them has a charm, and its power is increased out of thin air.
The middle-aged man in yellow said solemnly, "No wonder you dare to speak wild words. I do have some ability, but if you want to escape from the hands of my two brothers, it is simply nonsense. Junior, don't say we won't give you a chance.
, it’s fine if you abandon your cultivation, but if you really dare to attack us, don’t blame us for being ruthless!"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi sneered, "You dare to show your sword in front of the disciples of Tianlan Sect. It seems that you really don't want to live. Since you want to die, we will help you. The nameless one will not die under the double sword formation of Tianlan Sect's mountain wind."
Ghost, junior, please tell me your name."
"Ning Chen, this guy's name is Ning Chen. He used to be a small cultivator who sold talismans to escape evil spirits. I don't know what kind of opportunity he got, but he actually reached the late stage of Qi refining!" Ning Chen hadn't said anything yet, but Fengzi was just two feet away.
He hurriedly expressed his hospitality after his death, "What a pity that he is despicable and has a vicious heart. God has no eyesight!"
It turned out that when he told Shanfeng Pavilion about the matter, he didn't even mention Ning Chen's name, he just called him a little thief. The two people from Tianlan Sect didn't even care about a junior who had just entered the late stage of Qi Refining.
I thought that I would be able to catch him if I met him, but now that I saw that Ning Chen's cultivation was not weak, the middle-aged man in Qingyi took him a little seriously, so he asked.
"Ning Chen!" The middle-aged man in yellow and the middle-aged man in green looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of doubt and fear in each other's eyes, but the answer Fengzi gave was really beyond their expectations. Ning
The name Chen has become somewhat famous in the sect circles of Cangshanfang City recently. If this Ningchen were that Ningchen, I'm afraid they would be kicked to the iron plate this time.
"Your name is Ning Chen?" The middle-aged man in yellow asked Ning Chen tentatively, "But is it the Ning Chen who sold "Bei Ming Sheng Gong"?"
At this time, what happened to Song Zheng and his party had already spread in Cangshan City. After all, they were almost completely wiped out at the gate of Fang City. The tragedy at the scene made everyone who saw it shudder. As the investigation deepened, everyone also knew
It was the book "Bei Ming Shen Kung" that caused the trouble. They were looking for and dealing with a young monk named Ning Chen who sold the technique. However, it turned out that they stole the chicken but lost the rice. In the end, they lost all their lives.
All lives are at stake.
Just looking at the scene at that time, everyone could easily find traces of the use of a large number of talismans. While everyone was shocked by the luxury and violence of the perpetrator, they also thought of Ning Chen's identity and his deeds of selling a large number of talismans in major shops.
, all the interested forces have understood that Ning Chen must be very talented in the way of drawing talismans. The ones he sold earlier were the commonly used talismans in the "Dazhen Talisman Sutra", and the "Dongli Talisman Sutra" and "Lingbing Talisman"
But all the more powerful talismans in the Sutra are stored in his own hands.
The result of the battle was an astonishing one. No one in the team including three late-stage Qi Refining monks escaped. However, he didn't know how many talismans Ning Chen had left after this battle. After all, drawing talismans consumes a lot of energy.
No matter how talented a Fu Lu master is, it’s good if he can draw three or five Fu Lu in a day. This will also delay his practice time. Therefore, the average Fu Lu master can spend six or seven days a month to draw Fu Lu, which is considered too much. One month is too much.
It is the output of about thirty pieces, part of which has to be converted into resources for personal cultivation. Therefore, although there are slightly more talismans than elixirs, they are actually relatively scarce in the market. They did not expect that Ning Chen's painted talismans were
The calculation is based on a minimum of 100 tickets per day.
Ning Chen saw the hesitation of the two people, and immediately guessed that they knew about his murder of Song Zheng and his party. Song Zheng and his party died at the gate of Fangshi. There was no way to hide it from anyone. They targeted themselves.
It's not a secret. Since Wang Chaoyang can guess that he did it, there is no reason why the Tianlan Sect, which is also one of the five major sects, can't guess it. Maybe they can even see their own methods. After all, if they are willing to investigate, they can also find out.
The talismans used for attacks were all from the talismans he bought from Cangyang Tower.
Ning Chen chuckled and joked, "If there is only one "Bei Ming Shen Gong" released in the past few months, then the Ning Chen you are talking about will be me."
The middle-aged man in yellow and the middle-aged man in green shrank their eyes, showing a hint of fear. Of course, they were not worried about Ning Chen's cultivation, but they were worried about the unknown number of talismans in Ning Chen's hands. They were only at the eighth level of Qi refining.
If faced with dozens of yellow-level high-grade talismans, they would have no resistance at all. Moreover, the fire-flowing talismans in the "Eastern Talisman Scripture" are extremely fast. They may not even be able to escape under the attack of these talismans.
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The middle-aged man in yellow saw the eagerness to fight in Ning Chen's eyes, and suddenly felt guilty. He didn't believe that Ning Chen was a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers. People knew that he was a member of the Tianlan Sect and dared to be so presumptuous. He was clearly not afraid of himself.
Ah, thinking of the corpses at the gate of Fang City a few days ago, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He thought to himself that if he really took action, Ning Chen would be prepared to leave all of himself and the others behind.
The middle-aged man in green clothes beside him had obviously thought of this. Both of them saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes, and they unexpectedly put the flying sword back into the magic bag.
I saw the middle-aged man in yellow smiled honestly and turned into a good old man again. He cupped his hands towards Ning Chen and said, "It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Ning Chen. I have admired him for a long time. I didn't expect that Fellow Taoist Ning was so young. I'm sorry for my clumsy eyes."
Okay. But with Fellow Daoist Ning’s identity and cultivation, he definitely can’t do a sneak attack from behind. In my opinion, there must be some misunderstanding about this matter."
As soon as the middle-aged man in yellow said these words, not only Ning Chen was a little surprised, but also the casual cultivators behind them were even more shocked.
However, these casual cultivators have all become human spirits. When they heard the words of the middle-aged man in yellow, they knew that Ning Chen was not easy to mess with. Although they did not believe that the mighty Tianlan Sect would be afraid of a casual cultivator who had been hanging around at the bottom all year round, they
Judging from the current situation, the two deacons stationed at Shanfeng Pavilion would definitely not dare to fight Ning Chen.
Only Ke Fengzi couldn't turn around for a while. He had never heard of "Beiming Magic" and thought that there was a powerful person with the same name as Ning Chen. Ning Chen was just bluffing, so he hurriedly reminded the two of them, "
Senior Long, don’t be deceived by this cunning boy, he is just..."
Before Fengzi could finish speaking, he saw the middle-aged man in yellow turning around and glared at him. He had to choke all the rest of his words back into his stomach. He saw everyone around him quietly taking a few steps away from him, but Fengzi was like this.
Only then did he wake up. He glanced at Ning Chen in horror and hurriedly shut up. He wanted to explain a few words, but because he had said so much before, he couldn't come back to his senses at this time. He could only stand there helplessly, not knowing what to do.