"A group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals!"

Ning Chuan didn't stop these North Gate Ancient Warriors from picking up their respective weapons, and stopped in place and said disdainfully.

Zhang Zuoyong looked at Ning Chuan with a gloomy face.

There were hundreds of ancient warriors of the North Gate with their bare hands, and with the ancient warriors of the North Gate who picked up their respective weapons, the number of people instantly reached more than two hundred.

More than two hundred ancient warriors from the North Gate dispersed in an orderly manner and slowly surrounded Ning Chuan.

Layer upon layer, there are more than a dozen layers.

Zhang Zuoyong looked at Ning Chuan face to face, his eyes full of murderous energy.

The old man was still fighting with the stand-in 'Ning Chuan', he could sense what was going on around him, but he couldn't see what was happening with his eyes.

In the eyes of the old man, there is only a stand-in 'Ning Chuan'.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to offend our north gate today, it will be your death day!"

Zhang Zuoyong yelled at Ning Chuan viciously, he saw that the old man was attracted by the stand-in 'Ning Chuan', and the old man attacked the stand-in 'Ning Chuan' with all his might.

This picture has no impact on Zhang Zuoyong.

"If the king of the north gate doesn't show up, you are asking for hardship!"

Ning Chuan's tone was very flat, although he could see that the bare-handed Northern Gate Ancient Martial Artist in front of him was not weak in cultivation, and even higher than himself.

At the same time, most of the ancient warriors of the North Gate who surrounded him around him were higher than him.

But, so what?

With the physical strengthening talisman and the Shenxing talisman in hand, Ning Chuan is completely true.

The group of ancient warriors of the North Gate in front of him, in Ning Chuan's eyes, were nothing more than ants.

Three minutes of the Strengthening Talisman was enough time to kill them.

Even if you can't kill them all, you can still hurt them all.

"Array!"

Zhang Zuoyong didn't want to talk nonsense with Ning Chuan anymore and waste time.

With Zhang Zuoyong's order, whether it was the ancient warriors of the North Gate with weapons in their hands, or the ancient warriors of the North Gate with their bare hands, they all stood alternately in pairs.

The ancient warriors of the North Gate, in addition to their own cultivation being stronger than those of other ancient warrior sects, are also good at setting up formations to deal with strong enemies.

Ning Chuan didn't move, and let these ancient warriors of the North Gate set up a formation.

"Kill!"

Seeing that the formation was completed, Zhang Zuoyong waved his hand.

The first layer surrounded Ning Chuan's North Gate Ancient Warriors and rushed towards Ning Chuan.

Ning Chuan completed a series of movements in an instant, his wrist flipped, the body strengthening rune and the Shenxing talisman appeared in the palm of his hand, the body-strengthening rune and the Shenxing talisman were used instantly, and two daggers appeared.

Ning Chuan's movements were very fast, without any bells and whistles.

As the dagger rose and fell, one by one the ancient warriors of the North Gate were either picked off their tendons or their tendons.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight ancient warriors of the North Gate fell.

Immediately following the second layer of the North Gate Ancient Warriors who surrounded Ning Chuan, they stepped forward to drag away the fallen North Gate Ancient Warriors.

These ancient warriors of the North Gate, who had their tendons and hamstrings broken, sweat dripping from their foreheads, and they endured the pain without shouting.

The North Gate Ancient Warriors who surrounded Ningchuan on the third layer were almost at the moment when the North Gate Ancient Warriors who surrounded Ningchuan on the second layer dragged the North Gate Ancient Warriors who surrounded Ningchuan on the first layer to the back, they alternately surrounded them and attacked towards Ningchuan.

There are ancient warriors of the North Gate holding weapons, and there are ancient warriors of the North Gate with their bare hands.

Eighteen people, alternately surrounding each other to attack Ning Chuan.

Ning Chuan's movements were extremely fast, and he swung the dagger quickly at a speed that no one could capture with the naked eye.

Just raised and fell, the dagger did not make superfluous movements.

Eighteen ancient warriors of the North Gate fell to the ground.

And at this time, only a minute and a half has passed.

Zhang Zuoyong's eyes widened, and he felt extremely frightened in his heart.

Is this person in front of him still human?

Obviously, there is no qi of ancient warriors in his body, he obviously looks weak, and he obviously has no killing eyes, why can he break the tendons or hamstrings of more than 20 ancient warriors of the North Gate in just over a minute.

is clearly arranged, and Ning Chuan is surrounded by layers.

Whether it is in terms of momentum or cultivation, no matter what aspect it is, the ancient warriors of the North Gate have an advantage!

Zhang Zuoyong didn't move, not because of the horror in his heart.

Instead, the North Gate Ancient Warriors who surrounded Ning Chuan had already completed the formation, and Zhang Zuoyong was not in the formation, if he dared to attack Ning Chuan, it would be to disrupt the North Gate Ancient Warriors who had already completed the formation.

The ancient warrior of the fourth layer of the north gate stepped forward and quickly dragged away the ancient warrior of the third layer of the north gate.

The ancient warriors of the fifth layer of the north gate did not step forward to surround Ning Chuan alternately, let alone look like they wanted to attack Ning Chuan.

Zhang Zuoyong gritted his teeth: "Up!"

As Zhang Zuoyong spoke, the ancient warriors of the fifth layer of the North Gate who surrounded Ningchuan had to rush forward.

Ning Chuan shook his head, very disappointed.

Not wanting to boil the frog in warm water so slowly, he flipped his wrist, and the body strengthening talisman was used by him.

In an instant, countless ancient warriors of the North Gate flew out upside down.

The dagger in Ning Chuan's hand was no longer raised and fell, but the action of 'picking' was used.

The dagger pierced into the body of the ancient warrior of the North Gate, and the ancient warrior of the North Gate was 'picked' and flew up.

That's it, and countless ancient warriors of the North Gate flew out upside down.

In three minutes, none of the more than a dozen ancient warriors of the North Gate who surrounded Ning Chuan were standing.

Either they are still picked off their tendons or hamstrings, or they are still 'picked' by daggers.

The ancient warriors of the North Gate who were still standing, the ancient warriors of the North Gate who appeared in front of Ning Chuan, were only attracted by the stand-in 'Ning Chuan' and forcibly attacked the old man who was the stand-in 'Ning Chuan', and Zhang Zuoyong, who was standing a few meters away from Ning Chuan face to face.

Zhang Zuoyong felt his legs tremble, and he didn't know why he felt this way, even if his legs weren't actually trembling.

Ning Chuan's face was expressionless, but it was the expressionless appearance that fell in Zhang Zuoyong's eyes, which made Zhang Zuoyong even more afraid.

If you are not afraid that the enemy does not have any emotions and make any facial movements, you are afraid that the powerful enemy will have no expression and no movements.

Zhang Zuoyong wanted to close his eyes, not wanting to continue to see Ning Chuan.

However, Zhang Zuoyong found that he couldn't close his eyes.

It is as if there is a mysterious force that is manipulating his body and forcing him not to close his eyes.

In an instant, Zhang Zuoyong moved and flew towards Ning Chuan.

Looking at Zhang Zuoyong's movements, it seems that he wants to be like a sumo wrestler in sumo, hugging the opponent with his body and overwhelming the opponent with his weight?

Unsurprisingly, Zhang Zuoyong's actions just gave Ning Chuan a chance to kick out.

Zhang Zuoyong was in the air at this time, and his abdomen was exposed.

Ning Chuan kicked out, kicked Zhang Zuoyong away, and hit the two-word plaque of 'North Gate' hanging high above the gate of the North Gate Sect.

As Zhang Zuoyong fell to the ground, the two-word plaque of 'North Gate' also fell to the ground.

Ning Chuan didn't expect that there would be such an effect.