"Tick ...... Tick!"

The blood dripped on the green lake, and then was gradually diluted by the lake, but soon the blood continued to fall into the lake, and gradually, the originally clear green lake has been covered with a faint layer of blood.

In front of Fan Mingfeng's eyes, everyone fell to the ground and nodded with satisfaction, Fan Mingfeng stopped his hand, the sound of the pipa gradually stopped, and Ning Chuan slowly regained consciousness.

Without getting up immediately, Ning Chuan turned around and looked, but what he saw was a red color, and as far as his eyes could see, there was blood and stumps.

Ning Chuan had seen this kind of bloody scene before, but now that he saw him again, he still felt bloody in his heart.

Dead! Dead!

Most of the cultivators who followed him just now are dead!

Unconsciously, tears had oozed from Ning Chuan's eyes, and he fell into deep self-blame.

If it weren't for the fact that he was going to duel with Fan Mingfeng, these people wouldn't have come to watch, and they wouldn't have died.

"You devil!"

Standing up staggeringly, Ning Chuan didn't even pick up the jade flute on the ground, so he clenched his fists and rushed towards Fan Mingfeng.

Ning Chuan couldn't wait to crush him to ashes in order to relieve the hatred in his heart and help avenge these tragic deaths.

"Pedal ......"

However, before he could take two steps, the sound of the pipa sounded again, forcing Ning Chuan to stop, covering his head and screaming in a low voice.

The blow just now made him suffer a heavy blow, and it was already a great luck that Zhihai did not collapse, so now that Fan Mingfeng launched the Xuan Breath slightly, Ning Chuan had no way to bear it.

On this day, in Qinghu City, there were countless casualties, and the rule that no force should be used was also broken.

"Where is the strong man guarding Qinghu City? Why don't you come out!?"

Ning Chuan, who was holding his head, had only one thought in his heart, he only hoped that at this time, the mysterious powerhouse in Qinghu City could rush out and take Fan Mingfeng's life.

It's a pity that this is just Ning Chuan's good wish, no one stood up, and Fan Mingfeng was also complacent about his results.

"I've been cultivating for hundreds of years, and now that I'm out of the mountain, I think that even the people of the Ling family and the Tuoba family can't put me to death! hahaha......"

Fan Mingfeng smiled in the sky, his long hair was dancing wantonly in the wind, and his eyes were oozing with a trace of blood red, now he was like a demon who had killed him, where was there any personable appearance.

"You...... ...... will regret it."

Enduring Zhihai's pain, Ning Chuan said in a low voice, but his voice became extremely hoarse

"Regret!?"

The laughter stopped, Fan Mingfeng looked at Ning Chuan coldly, and asked loudly: "People are not for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, these people have to come here to die, of course I will fulfill them!"

"You fart!"

Ning Chuan shouted loudly, but the screams of any loser were so fragile.

With a sneer, Fan Mingfeng didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Ning Chuan, so he came to Ning Chuan's eyes in a flash, and with a strong hand, he directly smashed the pipa on his stomach.

"Poof!"

Ning Chuan, who was already seriously injured, suffered a heavy blow again at this time, snorted, and once again spewed out a blood mist, dyeing the Fengming pipa red!

"Chirp~"

The sound of Fengming came from within the pipa, and it was extremely angry, as if Ning Chuan's blood had defiled Fengming's pipa, and soon, the blood on it turned into a blood mist and evaporated from the pipa.

This phoenix pipa seemed to be very heavy, and it was pressed underneath, no matter how hard Ning Chuan tried, he never had a way to stand up, so he could only let him press it like this.

"Damn, am I really such a shit?"

After struggling, it still didn't work, and Ning Chuan secretly scolded himself in his heart.

The so-called book is less hated when it is used, this feeling is somewhat similar to Ning Chuan's feeling at this time, on weekdays, he thinks that his strength is very strong, enough to look down on a cultivator, but when he meets a real strong person, it is still not enough to read.

There is a heaven outside the sky, there are people outside the people, all the detachment, where is the detachment, or who is the detachment!

"Remember what you said before the war?"

Looking at Ning Chuan condescendingly, the smugness on Fan Mingfeng's face was clearly visible, and after a pause, he continued: "I am confident that I can win you, it is the courage I gave myself, I Fan Mingfeng has been cultivating for more than two hundred years, if I can't even solve you as a stinky kid, then I really don't deserve to cultivate!"

Two hundred years!

Hearing these three words, Ning Chuan couldn't help but gasp in his heart, even if he was a person with dull talent, after cultivating for two hundred years, he was stronger than cultivating for two years, not to mention, this Fan Mingfeng was definitely not a person with mediocre qualifications.

However, it is also understandable that he can escape from the pursuit of the two major families, and naturally has some skills, otherwise a hundred years ago, he would have become a lonely ghost under the two families.

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it, why bother so much nonsense!"

With a cold snort, Ning Chuan was still very tough, although he said so, he was secretly looking for an opportunity to escape.

The eldest husband can bend and stretch, and the humiliation he endures today will become the driving force for Ning Chuan to move forward, and he will naturally not give up his life because of a failure.

Failure is the mother of success, this is what a great man on the mainland said, how can we succeed if we don't have the ability to suffer failure.

"What? Still trying to escape?"

It's a pity that the divine consciousness cultivator is very sensitive, Fan Mingfeng saw Ning Chuan's thoughts at once, and he didn't give Ning Chuan any chance at all, a phoenix pipa pressed Ning Chuan, so that Ning Chuan had nothing to do.

Gritting his teeth, Ning Chuan didn't say anything, but he was very depressed in his heart.

"Forget it, there's no point in me humiliating you. I'm going to kill you like that!"

Ning Chuan's screening made Fan Mingfeng very disappointed, he slowly picked up the pipa, which made Ning Chuan feel relieved, but the power in his hand was condensed on the pipa, and when it was raised, it was about forty or fifty inches high, and it quickly smashed down!

If it was an ordinary wood and fell on Ning Chuan, Ning Chuan would naturally be able to withstand it, but Fan Mingfeng's pipa was not an ordinary pipa, it was Fan Mingfeng's thousand-year-old phoenix pipa, which was extremely precious.

The pipa in front of him was getting closer and closer, and Ning Chuan could even feel the sound of the wind brought by the rapid fall of the pipa wood.

Not wanting to see his stomach pierced by the pipa, Ning Chuan closed his eyes and quietly waited for death to come.

"Bang!"

A dull sound soon sounded, originally thought that this sound was the sound of the pipa falling on his stomach, but Ning Chuan didn't feel the slightest pain!

Slowly opened his eyes, only to see a dark scepter hitting Feng Ming's pipa at this time, forcing Pipa Qin and Fan Mingfeng out.

"Purple Scepter!"

This scepter Ning Chuan was no stranger, and as soon as he saw him, he cried out.

The appearance of the Purple Shadow Scepter means that Jiang Nu is not dead.

"I'm not dead, do you want to die, can you die?"

Jiang Nu's voice came, and she followed the prestige, only to see Jiang Nu not far away, although her clothes were disheveled, her body was also very embarrassed, and there were even purple wounds, but at least she was still alive, which was enough for Ning Chuan.

Fang Cai Jiang Nu was injured by countless blades, it was indeed difficult to resist, she fainted, and when she woke up, she saw that Fan Mingfeng wanted to kill Ning Chuan, and without thinking about it, she immediately sacrificed the Ziyou Scepter.

One second slower, Ning Chuan might be dead!

"It's great that you're not dead!"

Following the prestige, seeing that Jiang Nu was fine, Ning Chuan laughed, perhaps this was the most worthy of his happiness so far.

"I won't die so easily. ”

Jiang Nu smiled slightly, and after leaving a sentence, she slapped the void with both hands, and the purple scepter swept up with the movements of her hands, directly blasting Fan Mingfeng out.

After rolling out for hundreds of meters one after another, Fan Mingfeng stopped, turned over and stood up, holding the pipa tightly in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "I didn't expect that there would be a fish that slipped through the net, anyway, it will die at any time, sooner or later, there is no difference!"

He could naturally see that Jiang Nu was a ghost cultivator, and it was precisely because the other party was a ghost cultivator that Fan Mingfeng didn't need to have any scruples, and treated her the same way as Ning Chuan, without any pressure.

Still, the scepter is good!

With a grasp of the void in her hand, the Purple Scepter returned to Jiang Nu's hand, in the past few days, she was familiar with the Purple Scepter a lot, and the power that could be emitted was naturally much stronger.

"Buzz!"

The scepter held by Jiang Nu in her hand made a humming sound, and the purple crystal in her hand bloomed with dazzling purple light, soaring straight into the sky, like lightning, running through the heavens and the earth.

Not only that, this purple crystal is also frantically absorbing the yuan power between heaven and earth, condensed on the purple crystal, and Ning Chuan, who is not far away, has already felt the power of the purple crystal!

"What the hell is this crystal made of, it can hold such a powerful force!"

Ning Chuan was shocked in his heart, and sighed again at the power of the purple scepter, even Fan Mingfeng, who had no one in his eyes, couldn't help but gasp after feeling the power of the purple scepter.

However, what made Fan Mingfeng feel a little comfortable was that the person who was manipulating the scepter was a ghost cultivator, if it was a cultivator of the Spirit Void Realm, holding the Purple Shadow Scepter to face him, he would be very difficult.

"Although the treasure is good, but we also have to see who it is used on, like the phoenix pipa, it is a treasure in my hands, and in his hands, it is waste!"

Pointing at Ning Chuan, the arrogance in Fan Mingfeng's heart was revealed again.

"Noise!"

The ghost yuan power covered the whole body, and Jiang Nu's whole body was shrouded by the black horse, and with the continuous improvement of her momentum, the side of Jiang Nu who belonged to the blood witch was also revealed.

Don't talk nonsense with you, as soon as you raise your hand, the purple thunder and lightning that pierces the heavens and the earth will turn into a ray of light and blast directly towards Fan Mingfeng, with a fierce momentum and out of control, like a wild beast.

"Boom!"

On the edge of Qinghu, the sound of thunder and lightning sounded, Fan Mingfeng was wrapped in lightning, and the screams were drowned out.

This attack can be said to be the power of the Purple Shadow Scepter, only a small part is the power of Jiang Nu, if this power falls on Ning Chuan at the beginning, even if Ning Chuan does not die, I am afraid that he will have to take off a layer of skin!