Among the disciples led by the two semi-saints, there were five or six female cultivators. They were not necessarily beautiful, but they were all young. When they saw such a handsome man, their eyes brightened and they couldn't look away.
.
One fat girl even couldn't help but lick her tongue, as if she wanted to eat Sun Ning in one bite.
Not to mention these female cultivators, many men including Master Ji Quan frowned.
Men are animals secreting male hormones, and they are always jealous and aggressive towards each other. When they meet people with similar looks, they will have strong hostility.
"Why is this person so fast?"
"This speed is probably more than twice as fast as mine. But his cultivation is still at the second level of Xuanmen. He must have used some magic weapon."
After all, Half-Saint Feiran and Half-Saint Hefeng were old, and they had already considered the problem more deeply, and understood the principle of understanding the essence through phenomena. What they cared about was Sun Ning's terrifying speed.
Then, the two half-saints made wrong judgments almost simultaneously.
Sun Ning has come slowly.
His steps were neither fast nor slow, and his speed was no different from ordinary people walking.
Everyone could only see those eyes that flickered like obsidian, staring at the Taiqing Immortal Grass growing in front of the cliff top from the beginning. They showed no emotion or anger. However, they continued to move forward step by step. After passing two waves of people, they had already arrived at the crowd.
at the forefront.
Master Ji Quan said angrily: "Whoever dares to break into Immortal Cliff without permission, get out of here!"
"You, get out of the way!"
Sun Ning said coldly: "I want this Taiqing Immortal Grass!"
"What did you say?"
Master Ji Quan could hardly believe his ears.
This shit-like second mystical gate that suddenly arrived, opened his mouth and asked himself to get out of the way!
If it weren't for the fact that this kid's speed was astonishing and impressive, and the two Half-Saints Hefeng were watching with eager eyes, he would have taken action long ago.
Sun Ning frowned and said calmly: "I told you to get out of here. This Taiqing Immortal Grass belongs to me. Don't challenge my patience, understand?"
When he saw that this group of people had different costumes and looked like they were from other stars, his expressions were certainly not very good. There has always been a hostile relationship between the stars.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Fu Jiquan laughed wildly, his slender eyes filled with murderous intent, and he said solemnly: "In all the years I have been traveling across the world, no one has ever dared to say such a thing to me. Now, listen to me."
At this point, Fu Jiquan paused deliberately, appeared to be slow and calm, and said in a conspiratorial tone: "Stop, break your legs again, and let yourself roll down the fairy cliff like a dead dog.
I won’t cut you into pieces.”
Everyone in the field also looked at Sun Ning in surprise and suspicion.
Although Master Ji Quan is overbearing and arrogant, and is the public enemy of everyone, he is still ranked on the Ascension Ranking. He is so powerful that even the semi-saint level experts are very afraid of him. In such a huge world of Dayong, he is ranked
People at the forefront.
For such an existence, one can imagine how others would feel if a young man with only a second-level cultivation level actually gave up such arrogant words.
"Well...Grandpa, that little brother is so good-looking!"
The Zephyr Semi-Saint has white beard and hair, and next to him stands a pretty girl dressed in red, with a cute bun hairdo, a childish face, and fair skin, shaking her grandfather, and said very unbearably
: "Grandpa, can you save him and prevent him from being killed by that big bad guy Fu Jiquan!"
Half Saint Zefeng wanted to refuse, but when he saw the innocent little face of his beloved granddaughter, he immediately felt intolerable and said dotingly: "If necessary, grandpa will take action!"
The little granddaughter Yang Xiaoman immediately nodded happily and said delicately: "Thank you, grandpa, grandpa, you are the best."
Sun Ning smiled slightly.
No one knew whether his smile was because of his disdain for Master Ji Quan's words, or because of his gratitude to the little girl Yang Xiaoman for her kindness.
But he is still moving forward step by step.
In the blink of an eye, he took another dozen steps.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Seeing this scene, Fu Jiquan could not restrain himself. He shouted angrily and flew up. With a crisp sword sound and a dazzling sword light, Sun Ning's figure disappeared from the spot.
He has been surrounded by countless swords, lights, swords, qi, swords and shadows.
Not to mention a human body of flesh and blood, even a steel mountain peak would be chopped into pieces under such powerful sword energy.
Yang Xiaoman exclaimed: "Grandpa, save him quickly..."
However, before she finished speaking, her eyes widened in surprise.
It’s not just Yang Xiaoman.
Half-Saint Zefeng, Half-Saint Feiran, and other warriors all looked at the city in shock, their eyes full of disbelief.
The messy sword light and sword energy suddenly dissipated, as if it had gone from extreme chaos to stillness in an instant.
Because two fingers were tightly twisting Fu Jiquan's long sword like a stream of autumn water.
Fu Ji's face changed drastically. He activated his magic power and tried hard to get away, but the sword seemed to have taken root between the two fingers as delicate as white jade and remained motionless.
The green-shirted young man still had a calm expression, and even the light in his eyes had not changed at all. It was as if the person who caught the white blade with his bare hands was not a being on the ascension list, but just overturned his palm, or perhaps
Exhaling blows away the dust.
Are you proud of raising your palm, or have other unnecessary emotions?
Sun Ning's faint voice sounded again at this time: "You are like an ant, but you dare to stop me!"
No one saw clearly how he made the move, or whether he made the move at all. But he followed his words, and Fu Jiquan's long sword, a high-grade Taoist weapon, spread from the tip to the blade to the hilt.
It suddenly turned into crumbs.
Fu Jiquan's whole body trembled, and he looked at Sun Ning in disbelief, with real fear in his eyes, and shouted in horror: "You...you!"
Sun Ning shook his head lightly as if dusting himself off, and Fu Jiquan couldn't help but step back, unsteady on his feet. He was still walking slowly towards the Taiqing Immortal Grass, and while walking, he twitched his right hand.
A golden palm appeared in response, and struck Fu Ji's whole body as he was retreating. There was a sound of cracking bones, and Fu Ji's whole body was turned into a piece of rotten flesh by this slap.
After roaring and shooting for tens of feet, it fell from the towering fairy cliff.
Only the extremely ferocious-looking red flame elephant was left shivering.
As if nothing was wrong, Sun Ning came to the Taiqing Immortal Grass in a hurry. He looked up and down and said to himself: "What a Taiqing Immortal Grass. I will pick it when it is ripe.
This is the time when the medicinal properties are at their peak.”
Then, he sat down cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes. (To be continued)