Immediately, Yunyang laughed even deeper: "Senior? I was really shocked. I thought he was some kind of big shot, but it turned out to be just an outer disciple of the temple. Ning Qiang, I think you are in a hurry and seek medical treatment. You are suffering from mental illness."
, even the Hongxiu Palace can’t save your Ning family, why do you still expect an outer disciple?”
Xu Luo's heart sank, an outer disciple of the temple? Did he really make a wrong bet?
The outer disciples of the temple are not simple characters either, but if they want to save their Xu family, they are undoubtedly far from it.
"Why."
But in the end, he could only sigh in his heart. If he was wrong, he was wrong. This was also his own choice. He could not blame others. At the moment, he did not choose to stay away from Lin Mu and Ning Qiang.
"Outer disciple?"
The Holy Son of the Taoist Sect and Zhao Bei were slightly surprised, but that was all.
They are all afraid of the disciples of the temple, but an outer disciple only makes them afraid. It is far from possible to scare them away.
If they were the core disciples of the temple, they would really have to tolerate it, but now there is no need to worry.
Lin Mu was not disturbed by these people's words and said calmly: "Let's solve it as soon as possible."
Miyamoto Shu frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy at Lin Mu's attitude.
According to his idea, Lin Mu should be submissive and flattering when he saw him, but now Lin Mu's expression was so dull, as if he didn't take him seriously.
For a moment, Osamu Miyamoto felt that his face was a little damaged.
"yes."
Not only Lin Mu, but also Ning Qiang was not afraid of Miyamoto Osamu. Instead, he glared at Miyamoto Osamu fiercely.
Ning Qiang knew very well that Lin Mu was a great sage. Even the Dark Saint Ancestor was not afraid of him, so why should he be afraid of a disciple of the temple?
Moreover, this Miyamoto Osamu is undoubtedly the source of their crisis in the Ning family. It is surprising that his attitude towards Miyamoto Osamu is good.
"Solve it early?"
Yunyang seemed to have heard some joke, "Ning Qiang, what kind of senior are you worshiping? He is not afraid of making people laugh when he says big things. People who don't know him think he is a sub-sage."
Ning Qiang secretly thought that the senior was not a lesser sage, but a great sage.
But he obviously wouldn't tell these people this. He pulled out the Dao-killing Sword again and pointed at Yunyang: "Yunyang, you are the person I must kill today."
After saying that, he glanced at the Holy Son of the Taoist Sect and Zhao Bei, and said disdainfully: "As for you, you can leave on your own and I won't argue with you. Of course, if you want to die on your own, I won't mind helping you."
As soon as he said this, Yunyang, Zhao Bei and others were so angry that their noses turned crooked.
Other people in the restaurant also shook their heads, feeling that Ning Qiang was too arrogant. Even if they admitted that Ning Qiang was indeed not weak, the Holy Son of the Dao Qi Sect and others were not economical, and they were much more famous than Ning.
"Um?"
The Holy Son of the Taoist Sect's eyes lit up and he was attracted by the Dao-killing Sword in Ning Qiang's hand.
He is a master of weapon refining, and based on his intuition, he judged that this was a unique sword. Even he could not judge the grade of this sword.
"Good sword."
Dongyang Palace Master couldn't help but praise, with a smile in his eyes.
Originally, he didn't care much about Ning Qiang. He thought it didn't matter whether Ning Qiang lived or died. He could just watch the excitement, but now he couldn't let Ning Qiang go. He was determined to get the sword in Ning Qiang's hand.
"Ning Qiang, you are so presumptuous!"
Among the people of the Yun family, another expert who was lower in strength than Yunyang but was also a Taoist god flew out and said, "Let me teach you how much you weigh."
Boom!
The light bloomed, and a big knife appeared in the hand of the Yun family Taoist god, and he slashed at Ning Qiang.
"What rubbish."
Ning Qiang's face was full of disdain, and he swept out the sword without dodging.
With a bang, the sword in the hand of the Taoist god of the Yun family was shattered.
Immediately afterwards, Ning Qiang held the Dao-killing Sword, and the sword blade swept across the neck of the Taoist God of the Yun family, and a head flew out.
Bang!
The head of the Taoist god of the Yun family fell to the ground, his life was cut off, and he died completely.
There was silence all around, and people stared at this scene with their eyes wide open.
Although many people in the restaurant had seen the power of the Dao-killing Sword before, they were still shocked when they saw it again now.
As for the people who had just entered, such as the Dao Qi Sect and the Zhao family, they were as if struck by lightning and were completely stunned by the power of the Dao Killing Sword.
"I must get this sword."
The Holy Son of the Taoist Sect was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
This sword is stronger than any Taoist weapon he has ever seen in his life. If he can obtain and study it, his weapon refining skills will likely be further improved.
"This is my sword."
Osamu Miyamoto also had scorching eyes and a domineering look on his face.
No matter who it is, if they dare to stop him today, they will become his target.
"Ning Qiang!"
Seeing that the master of the family was beheaded, Yunyang was shocked and furious.
Although the Yun family is large, there are only a few Tao gods, and every missing one is a huge loss.
"Call a ghost, now it's your turn to die."
Ning Qiang stepped towards Yunyang in one step and slashed out with his sword without hesitation.
Yunyang's eyes were filled with fear and he did not dare to neglect. He showed his strongest strength and resisted Ning Qiang's sword with a big gun.
With a click, the big gun in Yunyang's hand shattered.
But fortunately, Yunyang had learned from the Taoist god of the Yun family and was well prepared. He immediately relied on the shattering impact of the big gun to retreat, avoiding Ning Qiang's fatal blow.
"It's really strong."
Miyamoto Osamu did not help Yunyang because he was taking this opportunity to observe the power of the Dao-killing Sword.
Now, seeing the power displayed by the Zhu Dao Sword, his eyes became more and more intense.
"Yunyang, die."
Ning Qiang had no intention of letting Yunyang go and continued to pursue him.
"Ning Qiang, don't be so presumptuous."
Zhao Bei's eyes flashed and he took action boldly.
He couldn't let Ning Qiang kill Yunyang. It would be easier to deal with Ning Qiang if there were more people. If Yunyang died, Ning Qiang would be even more difficult to deal with.
Before coming, he would never have thought that with the help of the Zhao family, he could easily suppress Ning Qiang, but now, he had to admit that he felt a strong threat from the sword in Ning Qiang's hand.
Buzz!
Zhao Bei formed a huge hand seal, turned into a giant hand reaching the sky, and pressed towards Ning Qiang.
Fortunately, this restaurant is no small matter and has been blessed with formations. Otherwise, the aftermath of the battle would have destroyed the entire restaurant in an instant.
"roll."
Ning Qiang yelled, turned his hand and struck Zhao Bei with his sword, smashing Zhao Bei's attack to pieces on the spot.
People looked more and more frightened. Ning Qiang, who owned the mysterious sword, was simply invincible among the Taoists.
"Pfft."
Being backlashed by the destructive energy, Zhao Bei couldn't help but spit out blood, his expression became miserable, and the others who looked at him were even more frightened.
Xu Luo, who was originally in a low mood, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this. It was obvious that Ning Qiang's power at this time was far beyond his expectation.
"Suppression."
At this time, the Holy Son of the Taoist Sect took action.
As soon as he took action, seven powerful weapons were released at Ning Qiang at the same time.