Between the lightning and flint, Shi An fell to the ground on his back, his eyes widened, he was not blind!

None of the ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect standing behind Shi An stretched out their hands to support Shi An, who fell on his back, but instead retreated one by one, for fear that Shi An's body would hit them!

The sudden change shocked the ancient warriors of the Qian'anmen sect.

The sudden change made An Zhiyuan wake up suddenly.

"What are you doing!"

An Zhiyuan held the sword in his hand and strode forward.

With the sword in his hand and the head of the Anmen faction in his body, An Zhiyuan was already in front of Ning Chuan and Goubi.

Thousands of ancient warriors of the Anmen sect were completely shocked.

When they saw their own masters, they confronted them with swords in hand.

Could it be that the head of the house wants to support Ning Chuan today?

"An Zhiyuan, they are looking for death by themselves, and they can't complain about others!"

"Get out of here, or he'll be your end!"

Ning Chuan said lightly, pointing to Shi An's corpse on the ground.

The ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect all glared at Ning Chuan angrily.

They wanted to make a move, they wanted to kill Ning Chuan.

But among them, there are ancient warriors who have experienced being dragged by Ning Chuan's use of stand-in talismans, and these ancient warriors dare not take the lead.

Those ancient martial artists who had not experienced Ning Chuan's use of stand-in talismans did not dare to make a move because they were not sure that they would be able to kill Ning Chuan by themselves.

If someone dares to take the lead, the rest of the ancient warriors will definitely follow.

There are many people, and thousands of ancient warriors can't beat one person, or two people?

An Zhiyuan held a sword in his hand, blocking them in front of them, so that they did not dare to make a mistake.

The ancient warriors of the Anmen faction, although they had resentment and anger in their hearts, did not dare to use their swords and guns in An Zhiyuan's presence!

An Zhiyuan turned around, his face was extremely ugly, and he said slowly to Ning Chuan: "Ning Chuan, this is my problem, don't be angry with them, okay?"

"My life, this life and this life are yours, I will fight for you until the last second of my life!"

"But they are all ancient warriors of the Anmen faction, and they are even more members of the An family!"

"I can't do it, abandon them and go and stay with you. ”

An Zhiyuan made his choice at this moment.

He wants to stay and place the Anjia family, the Anjia Martial Arts Pavilion's disciples, and the Anmen Sect's ancient warriors, so that they can be integrated and become a sharp sword, a sharp sword that can be used by Ning Chuan.

This is An Zhiyuan's inner plan, but he will not say it directly.

Only when the members of the An family, the ancient warriors of the Anmen sect, and the disciples of the An family martial arts hall are all integrated and reach Ningchuan's requirements, An Zhiyuan will take them and appear in front of Ningchuan.

This is the only way An Zhiyuan can think of the best of both worlds!

Dog Nose was surprised, she didn't expect An Zhiyuan to make a choice, give up following Ning Chuan, continue to stay here, and guard everything that belongs to him!

"Everyone has their own ambitions, don't force them!"

Ning Chuan didn't look at An Zhiyuan squarely, his tone was flat.

An Zhiyuan raised his sword high and roared, "Get out of the way!"

None of the ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect moved.

All the ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect stared ahead, and no one knew what was in their eyes.

"Master, he killed Shi An's senior, should we just let him go!"

Suddenly, among the ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect, someone shouted these words in a heart-rending manner.

"As the head of the sect, not to mention watching the murderer of the ancient warrior in the gate leave, I want us to get out of the way and let the murderer walk out of the Anjia Ancestral Temple in a grand manner!"

"What kind of boss are you!"

"You are not worthy of being the head of our Anmen faction!"

"Brothers, are you willing to be in charge like this?"

"I don't want to!"

"He doesn't deserve it!"

。。。。。。

An Zhiyuan suddenly slashed the sword in his hand, pointed at the ancient warriors of the Qian'an Sect in front of him, and scolded angrily: "Do you want to rebel?"

"Rebellion?"

"The ancient warrior of the Anmen faction was killed, as the head of the sect, you didn't kill the murderer, avenged the tragic death of the ancient warrior of the Anmen faction, and even let the murderer swagger away from the Anjia ancestral temple!"

"What kind of boss are you?"

"We're not rebelling, we're going to remove you!"

All of a sudden, Anmen sent thousands of ancient warriors to glare at An Zhiyuan one by one.

At this moment, they all moved their minds.

Take An Zhiyuan, take Ningchuan!

"Whoever kills the murderer is our new head!"

I don't know who it was, shouting out this sentence.

Immediately after, the atmosphere fell silent.

Quietly, as if time had stood still in this moment.

Three seconds later, an ancient warrior suddenly showed his weapon and killed Ning Chuan.

An Zhiyuan stood in front of Ning Chuan, he didn't have time to think, and the sword in his hand moved.

In an instant, the ancient warrior who rushed over was directly stabbed in the chest by the sword in An Zhiyuan's hand.

His eyes widened and he stared at An Zhiyuan.

Anmen sent thousands of ancient warriors, and saw An Zhiyuan kill an ancient warrior of the Anmen faction with his own eyes.

This is the fuse, and it burns completely!

Anmen sent thousands of ancient warriors, regardless of the fact that this was the ancestral temple of the An family, they seemed to be crazy, showing their weapons.

shouted: Kill An Zhiyuan, kill the murderer, and take revenge.

The sound resounded in a radius of one mile from the ancestral temple of Anjia, and many birds perched on the trees flew away.

Ning Chuan's wrist flipped, and a super rune was used by him.

Ning Chuan was like a god, soaring into the air, floating in mid-air.

Anmen sent thousands of ancient warriors, one by one, they raised their heads in shock, looking at Ning Chuan floating in mid-air.

Ning Chuan squinted, his heart moving.

One after another, the ancient warriors of the Anmen sect seemed to be wrapped around their necks with ropes, and slowly pulled them from the ground into the air.

There were more than a hundred ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect, their weapons all falling to the ground, and their hands were clutching wildly in front of their necks, as if they wanted to tear open the rope that invisibly wrapped around their necks.

There was no ancient warrior of the Anmen sect hanging in the air, and he lost his weapon in despair.

Ning Chuan, with a wave of his hand: "Die!"

One hundred and seventy-two Anmen Sect ancient warriors who were suspended in the air fell down one after another in mid-air, and when they fell to the ground, they were already lifeless.

Ning Chuan slowly landed, and the effect of the super rune passed.

More than ten meters away from the surrounding area where Ning Chuan landed, no ancient warrior of the Anmen Sect dared to approach!

Ning Chuan was expressionless and put his hands behind his back.

At this time, Ningchuan gave people a fairy breath from the sky.

It seems that as long as Ning Chuan wants whoever wants to die, whoever will die, and he doesn't even have a chance to struggle.

The ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect did not dare to move, for fear that as long as they moved, they would be targeted by Ning Chuan, and then become part of the corpse that fell from mid-air.