The scenery in Nie Heng's Villa is actually quite good. There are stone pavilions and pavilions on the rockery, and there are gurgling streams under several trees in the yard.
The stream is gurgling, neither fast nor slow.
But the person coming now seems to be very anxious.
Zhang Lianguang, the elder of the Nie family's Keqing family, came and knelt down on one knee with his fists clasped to report!
At first, almost all the elite members of the Nie family followed Nie Tianyang to the north, but the guest minister Zhang Lianguang happened to be seriously ill, so he stayed in the clan.
After that, it was said that although his illness was cured, his strength had dropped a lot!
"What happened? Get up!"
Nie Ling sat in her wheelchair, still calm.
Zhang Lianguang still held his fists, stood up and said: "Someone forced his way into the dojo of Elder Mingdao and others..."
Nie Ling frowned slightly, thinking of something.
Zi Wei was silent, his face seemed calm, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Sir, it's better for us to stay away for now!"
Lowering his head, Zhang Lianguang suggested: "Whether it's the remnants of the Xiang family seeking revenge, or other powers trying to get involved, Lord Nie Ling is very likely to be the person they try to deal with..."
What he said makes sense!
Because of Nie Heng's sudden and powerful rise, and because in the merit selection ceremony, Nie Heng not only became the acting patriarch, but also almost destroyed the Xiang family's foundation and family.
Therefore, once someone attacks Xuanjian Sect now, this force will most likely be inextricably linked to the Xiang family.
Nie Heng is not here, and neither are the other powerful Shadow Brass. If this force wants to control the Xuanjian Sect faster and more stably and take revenge on the Nie family, the best option is to kill the three elders who do not belong to the three major families.
It means capturing Nie Ling alive.
This principle is very simple!
It was so simple that if there were other people present, they would believe that Nie Ling would follow Zhang Lianguang's advice without hesitation.
But she didn't.
She is still like a peaceful flower under the morning sun, unmoving, even the morning dew will not slip from her body: "Zhang Lianguang, is that you?"
She asked, then smiled and looked at Zhang Lianguang in front of her!
Of course he is Zhang Lianguang!
There's no way Nie Ling doesn't know him!
So what Nie Ling asked, is he still the same Zhang Lianguang?
Hearing this, Zhang Lianguang slowly raised his head. He was confused at first, and then smiled after a long time: "Sir, do you already know?"
With a "crack" sound, Zi Wei drew his sword and protected Nie Ling!
…
"Hmph, just a martial artist realm... the light of fireflies!" Elder Mingdao had already killed eleven masked Xuanjian Sect disciples, and then looked coldly at the last seriously injured disciple.
"Who ordered you to do this? How many accomplices do you have?" he asked coldly, one arm wrapped with purple light like electricity.
Hearing this, the seriously injured disciple covered his chest and showed a ferocious smile: "Hehehehe... you are all going to die, you are all going to die!"
After finishing his words, before Elder Mingdao could make any reaction, this guy actually held a broken sword upside down and stabbed himself in the heart with determination.
There was a "poof" sound.
He began to burn, and like the other eleven disciples who tried to assassinate Elder Mingdao, they began to burn in an incredible way.
He was in pain, but his wild laughter could be seen in the flames.
There was also the sound of ferocious struggling.
"The holy fire is blazing, immortal and immortal, the Holy Lord comes to earth, and all living beings surrender..."
…
The same scene also appeared in the dojos of Elder Blazing Flame and Elder Zhuyue!
When only the last of the twelve rebel disciples was left in front of them, this disciple would either continue to fight bloody battles to the death, or he would decisively kill himself.
They will all burn instantly and eventually disappear into ashes in an instant.
But they all left the same words.
Or maybe it’s singing with strong faith despite the pain.
The holy fire is blazing, immortal and immortal, the Holy Lord comes to earth, and all living beings surrender...
The holy fire is blazing, immortal and immortal, the Holy Lord comes to earth, and all living beings surrender...
The holy fire is blazing, immortal and immortal, the Holy Lord comes to earth, and all living beings surrender...
…
In Nie Heng's courtyard, the surroundings were still quiet and the water was still gurgling.
"My people have all dedicated themselves to the holy fire. Elder Mingdao and the others should come to rescue you soon, right?"
Zhang Lianguang sensed something, so he said this.
At the same time, more and more surging spiritual power seemed to be condensed in his body, and then integrated into his body, making his appearance that should have been old become inexplicably a bit younger.
Zi Wei was on guard. Although he knew that he was no match for the opponent, he still had no fear.
Nie Ling was sitting in a wheelchair, her face as calm as a white lotus.
Then she spoke: "You have become stronger!"
Zhang Lianguang smiled: "With the grace of the Holy Lord, we saints can live forever! Even if we lose a body, we can continue to exist somewhere else!"
Frowning slightly, Nie Ling sighed: "Have you obtained their power?"
"Not all the power!" Zhang Lianguang nodded and admitted: "The holy fire will burn the filth and impurities in their souls, and then I can help their clean souls live forever in my body!"
I see!
Sure enough!
The information Nie Heng just sent is true!
"When are you going to do it?" Nie Ling asked finally, then closed her eyes.
Zi Wei's expression finally became serious and he tightened his grip on the sword.
Zhang Lianguang smiled indifferently: "I'm very curious as to why you seem to know everything! But Elder Mingdao and the others are on their way, so I can only take action now!"
As soon as the words fell, a powerful force that was almost as powerful as a martial master suddenly burst out and enveloped Nie Ling as if it had substance.
Sensing the sudden change, Zi only took the first step: "Delusion..."
Ziwei is very strong!
At only seventeen years old, with his own hard work and talent, he has achieved the strength of the second realm of Condensing Spirits without much guidance and almost no support from elixirs.
Then he met the monster Nie Heng, and he himself became a monster.
Now he is just eighteen years old, and his strength has reached the level of the third level of martial arts. He is stronger than the so-called pride of heaven such as the young master of the Fighting Soul Sect and the young saint of the Lingyun Sect.
But he is also weak!
Because Zhang Lianguang is much more powerful than him.
At this moment, he struck out with his sword. The blade of his sword was straight and the energy of the sword was condensed, but it seemed as if it had pierced into the mountain. In an instant, the sword body cracked with a crisp sound.
"puff……"
Like the sword body, Ziwei was also horribly crushed.
A large mouthful of blood was seen gushing out from him, and his body immediately flew backwards.
Just at this moment, Elder Mingdao was the first to arrive.
He saw Zhang Lianguang's attack, saw Zi Wei's broken sword and flying backwards, and even saw Nie Ling, who had her eyes closed and was only two steps away from Zhang Lianguang's giant black claw.
It’s too late…
Even with Nie Heng's help, he has almost stepped onto the threshold of the Martial Master Realm.
But in the end it was still too late!
"No!"
So he was unwilling, he was ashamed, and even more furious.
pity……
No matter how unwilling, ashamed or furious, just a roar can't kill or save anyone.
"Why……!"
But at this moment, Nie Ling sighed and opened her eyes: "Uncle Liu Hui is waiting for you below!"