Emperor Ning was running for his life, his speed was extremely fast, and he lost both sides with Chen Tieyuan, and he found that it was really not worth it to do it himself.

The strength in his body is a little chaotic, and in addition, the wound on his heart has also weakened him a lot, although it will not be fatal, but it must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Emperor Ning had been running at full speed for nearly two hours, and he had to find a safe place to heal his injuries, otherwise, it would not be good if he was disturbed while he was healing.

When he rushed into a deep mountain forest, he had to stop, because someone blocked his way.

"Stop, Emperor Ning, you don't have to run away. The person who stopped Emperor Ning said with a light smile.

This man is an old man, with white hair and white beard, but there are no wrinkles on his face, it is difficult to tell his age from his face, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

Looking at this person, Emperor Ning squinted, and then sneered: "I know you, the head of the ancient family, Meng Jiutian, why, you dare to stop me?"

Meng Jiutian smiled, he was indeed the head of the Meng family, and the strength of the martial saint, but in the face of the martial god Emperor Ning, he was very calm.

"Emperor Ning, I am stopping you, naturally there is a reason to stop you, you are very good, but anyone who can become a martial god, his cultivation qualifications are amazing, in this way, you come with me and be a guardian of my Meng family, oh, guarding the garden, that is, the meaning of a thug, you understand?" Meng Jiutian said.

Emperor Ning was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became furious, and laughed wildly: "Meng Jiutian, do you dare to be presumptuous in front of me because you think I am injured? Even if you are injured, it is easy for me to kill you, and you are looking for death now." ”

After saying that, Emperor Ning was already a murderous machine, and Meng Jiutian was just a martial saint, and he actually dared to say that he should be a thug of the Meng family, which was simply unreasonable.

Meng Jiutian didn't care about the terrifying killing intent exuded by Emperor Ning, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "It's your honor to be able to become a thug of the Meng family, of course, you have no other choice than being my Meng family's thug." ”

"I really don't know where you got the confidence to say such a thing to me, but if you look for death, I will fulfill you. Emperor Ning finally got impatient, and a palm suddenly slapped out, and the terrifying power surged, pressing down on Meng Jiutian.

However, the next moment, Emperor Ning was chilling, his hands often stopped, and his eyes showed horror.

A sword, hovering in front of him, could pierce into his body with just a single trace.

In the face of this situation, how can he still shoot this palm.

What frightened him even more was that with his martial god cultivation, he didn't even find out how this sword appeared.

"You ......" Emperor Ning stared at Meng Jiutian with disbelief in his eyes.

Meng Jiutian smiled and said, "Isn't it unexpected?" Although you are a martial god and I am a martial saint, I want to kill you, it's very simple. ”

Looking at Meng Jiutian, and then at the sword suspended in front of him, Emperor Ning's heart was shocked, he didn't understand how Meng Jiutian controlled this sword.

This is by no means a means that the Martial Saint can have, and even Emperor Ning himself, the Martial God Cultivator, cannot control a sword like this.

"How did you control this sword? This is definitely not a means that a martial artist can have?" Emperor Ning asked in a trembling voice.

Meng Jiutian smiled lightly, and said leisurely: "My Meng family has been inherited for more than a thousand years, and it has always been strong, do you think there will be no reliance, I am not afraid to tell you, the backer behind my Meng family is an ancient qi refiner." ”

"Qi Refiner, is this legendary existence actually real?" Emperor Ning was stunned, and in his heart, he was already in turmoil.

He had heard the legend of the Qi Refiners, and every thousand Qi Refiners were invincible existences.

But according to legend, the Qi Refiner has long ceased to exist in the world for thousands of years, that is, the Qi Refiner disappeared and the martial arts rose.

Over the past countless years, there have been many powerful martial artists, and after reaching the peak of martial artists, they always feel that the road ahead has been broken, and the martial gods seem to be the limit of what people can reach, and it is impossible to go further.

But from ancient times to the present, some amazing and brilliant warriors are not willing to stop there, and want to break through the limit of martial gods.

They want to find a way, about the path of the Qi Refiners, the Qi Refiners are incomparably powerful, and they will definitely be able to break through to the Martial God.

However, for countless years, no one has ever succeeded, and the Qi Refiner seems to be just a legend, and there is no trace left by the Qi Refiner in the world.

Over time, people just listened to the legends of the Qi Refiners.

Now, Meng Jiutian said that behind the Meng family, there were qi refiners, which made Emperor Ning really feel shocked.

"Heh, the world thinks that Qi Refiners are just legends, that's just because they are ignorant, not only my Meng family, but also several other powerful ancient families, there are also Qi Refiners behind them, otherwise, why do you think they have an endless inheritance and become stronger and stronger. Looking at Emperor Ning, who was shocked, Meng Jiutian smiled and said.

At the same time, Meng Jiutian stretched out his hand and pointed at Emperor Ning's long sword, which magically turned into a silver bead the size of a finger and flew back into his hand.

"This bead, called Sword Pill, I don't know if you've ever heard of it? This is a weapon refined by a Qi Refiner, and only a Qi Refiner can control it. Meng Jiutian said proudly.

Emperor Ning's face showed shock again, the sword pill in Meng Jiutian's hand was so magical that he was surprised, in addition, Meng Jiutian said that this sword pill could only be controlled by a qi refiner, didn't it mean that Meng Jiutian was a qi refiner?

"Ha, it seems that you have reacted, yes, twenty years ago, I was taught the art of qi refining by a powerful qi refiner among the ancestors of my Meng family, and I have achieved a lot of success for so many years, so I am a qi refiner. Meng Jiutian said with a smile.

Emperor Ning looked at Meng Jiutian in a daze, he always felt that the ancient family was just like this, although it had been inherited for a long time, but there was no martial god powerhouse, for him, it was nothing, he wanted to destroy the ancient family, it was easy.

But now, he realized that he was wrong, the truth behind the ancient family was too shocking, and the water was very deep.

Meng Jiutian took two steps forward, looked at Emperor Ning, and said leisurely: "I told you so much, so, do you agree to be my Meng family's thug?" If you agree, then kneel down and surrender to me, if you don't agree, you can die, because you know the secret of my Meng family, if you don't surrender, you will naturally only die." ”

Emperor Ning's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat, he could feel that Meng Jiutian's qi had locked on him, if he refused, then he would die.

After a lifetime of cultivation, he finally became a martial god, but now, he found that his fate could not be in his own hands at all.

Emperor Ning was struggling in his heart, he was a martial god, he had his arrogance, but in the face of Meng Jiutian, in the end, his legs still bent down.

…………

The ancient family of the Yang family, Yang Shi was in the study, pacing back and forth.

As the head of the Yang family, what he wanted to know, he would naturally know as soon as possible.

"This time, it was the old boy of Meng Jiutian who took advantage of it, and subdued a martial god, in the case of a qi refiner, the martial god is a good fighter. Yang Shi shook his head and smiled.

"Dad, is there any news?" At this time, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and the three Yang Tiexin sisters walked in nervously.

Yang Shi looked at the three daughters, naturally understood what they were asking, and shook his head helplessly, the three daughters were not so nervous about him.

"Li Ping'an, that bastard, is now on the way back to Jiangbei, and he is not dead. Yang Shi said angrily.

Yang Tiexin and the three of them immediately showed surprise on their faces, this news was the most anticipated for them.

Yang Shi raised his eyebrows and said: "However, Chen Tie is dead, he used his martial saint cultivation to defeat Emperor Ning, a martial god, even if he dies, it is amazing enough." ”

Yang Tiexin and the three of them were stunned, and then, their eyes turned red in an instant, that little guy, actually, is he dead?

…………

In the sanatorium, Shen Xuanxuan and Mo Di were relatively speechless, with sadness and powerlessness on their faces.

They had received the news of Chen Tie's death, and how could they not be sad when they thought that Chen Tie was dead.

A long time ago, they had regarded Chen Tie as the hope of the Martial Academy, and now, Chen Tie was gone.

"At the headquarters of the Martial Academy, carve a tablet for Chen Tie, the largest one. Mo Di said with a sigh.

Shen Xuanxuan wiped her red eyes and nodded.

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