There is Yan Ning and the Immortal Breaking Knife above He Ziyin, and he can't move a single inch at all, and seeing that the golden needle is about to come to him, if he can't free his hand to resist, He Ziyin will inevitably be pierced by the golden needle!

I saw him bite his lower lip fiercely, and the blood suddenly covered his tongue, and the smell of blood made him sober up a lot.

"Yan Ning, if you kill me, the sect leader will definitely kill Xingzheng immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, the golden needle in mid-air suddenly stopped.

He Ziyin breathed a sigh of relief, and then said coldly: "You think clearly, if you kill me, Xingzheng will definitely not live until you go to save him!"

He Ziyin knew Yan Ning's affectionate personality very well, and expected that Yan Ning would definitely not joke with his friend's life, so at the critical moment, he threatened Yan Ning with Xingzheng.

But how would he know that Yan Ning had already seen through Xingzheng's identity, and now he was still using Xingzheng to threaten Yan Ning, which was a big joke.

Although he wasn't worried in his heart, Yan Ning still didn't want to reveal his true identity of Xingzheng so early, so he still chose to stop.

Taking two steps back, he stood with his sword in his bearing, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Yan Ning's mouth, but his voice said coldly: "You mean, the Immortal Sect has caught a punishment, and I, Yan Ning, can let you He Ziyin slaughter you?"

He Ziyin's originally relaxed smile suddenly stiffened on his face, he expected Yan Ning to stop, but he didn't expect Yan Ning to say this.

Yan Ning sneered, He Ziyin thought about himself too simply, he led people into his camp, he didn't want to be defeated, but he wanted to threaten himself with Xingzheng's life, and wanted to pat his ass and leave?

Even if Yan Ning agreed, many disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain and Xinmao Mountain would not agree!

"You...... What do you want?" said He Ziyin hatefully.

Obviously, he threatened Yan Ning, but now why is he being threatened?

"It's up to you. Yan Ning smiled faintly.

He Ziyin was pleasantly surprised, didn't Yan Ning let him go? After a little thought, He Ziyin "guessed" Yan Ning, it turned out that Yan Ning was estimating Xingzheng's life, and he wanted to let himself go but was afraid that others would not accept it, so he deliberately found a step to let He Ziyin leave.

Yan Ning, Yan Ning, don't you know, the torture squad you have worked so hard to protect is actually the true sect leader of our Immortal Sect!

"I'll take you three moves, within three moves, if you kill me, the Immortal Sect will not kill the Immortal Sect, if you fail to kill me, then let me go back to the Immortal Sect, how about it?"

"Good!"

Yan Ning agreed extremely simply.

He Ziyin felt a burst of joy in his heart, although Yan Ning's strength was faintly beyond his ability to bear, but after a while, Yan Ning would definitely release the water and deliberately let himself go.

Thinking of this, He Ziyin suddenly felt that Yan Ning was not so annoying, but the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

Jiang Wujue noticed He Ziyin's strange eyes, and couldn't help but shudder, and said in Tang Zixuan's ear: "What's wrong with the two of them?

"It's very possible, He Ziyin doesn't look like a superior person, but now he looks at Brother Yan Ning is obviously different!" Tang Zixuan nodded matter-of-factly.

If Yan Ning heard the conversation between the two, he would definitely beat the two of them, damn, Lao Tzu is working hard in front, you just watch the play, and you are still judging and thinking nonsense, if Xiaoya knows about this, wouldn't I be miserable?

Although the demon body can restore that thing, the feeling of kicking is not something that ordinary people can bear!

"Three moves, are you ready?" Yan Ning asked.

He Ziyin hurriedly distanced himself from Yan Ning, a full hundred meters apart, and then said, "Come on!"

Without any hesitation, Yan Ning once again struck out a Northern Emperor Divine Curse, He Ziyin was excited, although the Northern Emperor Divine Curse far exceeded that year, it definitely failed to reach the level of killing him with one move, and it was easily dissolved by him.

"Yan Ning really wants to let me go!" He Ziyin was excited.

The Northern Emperor Divine Curse was broken, and Yan Ning was not the slightest surprised, and then shouted:

"Second move!"

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Qiankun Town Law, according to the law, Emperor Xuan!"

Disciple Yan Ning leads the heavens and thunders to break through thousands of evils, destroy thousands of ghosts, open my divine order, and punish the ghosts!"

The wind and clouds in the sky changed color, and the thunderclouds quickly gathered, and the golden needles rolled up a terrifying storm, mixed with weird white thunder and fire, and instantly came to He Ziyin's face!

This time, He Ziyin's face changed, the Thunder Fire Storm is not comparable to the Northern Emperor Divine Curse, if he wants to take this move, he must show some strength!

"The wind and rain are thundering, and all things are created. I returned to the Xuantian Era six today, and flew away and the god symbol hit the stars. Gold, wood, Saturn, and water and fire, the magic is clever to shake the heavens. At the beginning of the handover, the end of the handover, the Taiyi Zun holds great power. I will fly to the road ahead, and I will hurry with the order. Dragon Tiger Mountain Xuanyin Creation Hand, Edict!"

The Xuanyin Creation Hand took shape in mid-air, slamming into the Thunderfire Storm, and unexpectedly, the Thunderfire Storm instantly shattered the Xuanyin Creation Hand and flew towards He Ziyin!

"Oops!"

He Ziyin's complexion changed, and he couldn't care too much, he hurriedly threw out his natal magic weapon, the folding fan phantom reappeared, and the thunder and fire storm rotated on the phantom for a while before it barely dissipated, Yan Ning beckoned, and all the golden needles returned to his body.

At this time, He Ziyin's face was already slightly pale, and others could not see it, but he himself noticed that the phantom of the folding fan had reached the extreme, and even small cracks had appeared on the folding fan.

Yan Ning, what the hell is going on with you!

"Dude, you are from Maoshan, right? It is said that the golden needle is the treasure of Wumen, and your third master even used the treasure, but he failed to kill He Ziyin, what should I do with the next move?"

"Hmph, do you think this is all our third master's skills?" It's simply too young, too simple!"

"Yo, you still drag English, then let me ask you, do you three masters still have a trick?"

"You are lonely and unheard of, our third master has a sword, named Kunwu, known as the ancestor of ten thousand swords, can split mountains and rivers, cut the heavens and the earth!

"Kungo...... Why does it sound so familiar? Hey, didn't our Dragon Tiger Mountain Treasure Pavilion seal a Kunwu sword?"

"Ahem...... Well, when I didn't say it. ”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Yan Ning silently put away the Immortal Breaking Knife, and with a movement of his heart, a long sword with a dark body and no features appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, He Ziyin's face changed greatly, and he didn't wait for Yan Ning to make a move, so he shouted nervously: "Yan Ning, how can you use the Kunwu Sword, do you really want to kill me?"

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