The appearance of the old man made all the warring sides of the battle stop in unison.

Just because this old man is wearing a purple robe and calls himself a person from the Purple Xuanzong, then there is only one possibility, this person is the elder of the Purple Xuanzong.

"Ning is in charge of forgiving and forgiving, the matter of Jingyun Mountain was done by the father and son of the wolf wind and the wolf tiger, and now you have killed them, is it okay to retreat?"

"Old man wángcè, if Master Ning is willing to become the next sect of my Zixuan Sect, the old man can say a few kind words for you in front of the sect master. ”

However, as soon as this Purple Xuanzong elder appeared, he pointed the finger at Ning Buregret and Ning Mansion.

And the lamp in his hand has always emitted a faint yellow light, even if it is not dusk and night at the moment, he can see it clearly.

"Elder Wángcè, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and the lower sect of your Purple Xuanzong is only afraid that there is more than one family of the Heavenly Wolf Sect, today, this seat will definitely ascend to the star of Ningfu. ”

Ning Buregret turned his head and looked at Wángcè and said coldly.

wángcè is the person who inspected the Yuan array in the tunnel of Jingyun Mountain that day.

At this point, Ning Buregret has already gotten accurate information from Skeleton Pan.

And the purpose of this wángcè coming to the Heavenly Wolf Sect was not to protect the Heavenly Wolf Sect, but to find him and Skeleton Pan.

To be exact, it was to find out the thief who robbed Zixuanzong's convoy that day.

"Hehe, toast without eating and drinking, or not, this seat will not kill you today, but let you know the power of Wuzong. ”

Wángcè smiled coldly, and the lamp in his hand suddenly bloomed with a dazzling yellow light.

I only heard a sound of suffocation, and there were at least a hundred huángsè sword rays, overwhelming, rushing towards Ning Buregret.

"With the elders of the Shangzong in charge, my Heavenly Wolf Sect will not die, brothers, Shang. ”

After Wángcè made a move, the swaying eyes of the elders of the Heavenly Wolf Sect immediately turned into firmness.

They believed that with the protection of wángcè, the Heavenly Wolf Sect would definitely be able to survive this catastrophe even without the wolf tiger and wolf wind.

Thundered.

For a while, the elders and disciples of the Heavenly Wolf Sect burst out one by one.

For the first time since the start of the war, the Ningfu battle formation, which is like a tiger and wolf division, has been forced back.

At the same time, on the high-altitude battlefield, an amazing battle broke out again.

Ning Buregret's sword-wielding dragon servant martial spirit united with female zombies to entangle the nine True Martial Realm elders of the Heavenly Wolf Sect, while Ning Buregret himself was facing the Martial Sect Elders of the Zixuan Sect alone.

The huángsè sword of a hundred daos surged, and he would rather not regret that his face remained unchanged, and he also swung his sword.

Groan.

The sword clanged.

A hundred three-color sword rays poured out, crashing into the hundred huángsè sword rays that wángcè used.

Bang bang bang.

Thundered.

Two hundred swords collided with each other, the sky roared violently, and within ten thousand miles, there was no more clouds.

Ning Buregret's face was slightly gloomy, while Wángcè on the other side was slightly surprised.

"You can actually withstand the force of a blow from my inferior monarch's weapon?"

Wángcè was really surprised.

What is a prince? That is the monarch and prince in the arms.

And the weapon of the inferior monarch and marquis, it is a powerful weapon that only the warriors of the Wuhou realm can exert their true power.

His Huang Ming Lantern is the weapon of the inferior monarch, although he only has the Martial Sect Realm, but it is enough to exert half of the power of the Huang Ming Lantern.

And Ning Buregret used it was just a top-grade grandmaster's soldier, and his own realm was the triple of the True Martial Realm, how could Ning Buregret withstand the power of Huang Minglan's blow.

"Isn't the Prince's Vessel remarkable?"

Ning Buregret did not reply, but looked at Wángcè in a slightly mocking tone.

Just kidding, in his previous life, he didn't know how many imperial soldiers he had, so many that he could give them away at will.

He had to admit that at this moment, his heart was a little sour.

Because it was only a previous life, in this life, he didn't have an imperial soldier, if there was, it was the soul devouring axe in the center of his eyebrows.

But the Soul Eater Axe is a god and demon soldier, not a god and demon can't control it at all.

"Huangkou child, stubborn, looking for death. ”

Being choked by Ning Buregret, Wángcè's face turned black directly.

I saw that the yellow light in his hand lit up again, and this time, at least five hundred huángsè sword rays flew out.

The five hundred huángsè sword rays formed a small sword formation, exuding a monstrous killing intent, rolling towards Ning without regret.

Ning Bu's eyes condensed slightly, he had to admit that this wángcè was much stronger than the Elder of the Purple Xuanzong that he killed in the barren mountain outside Drunken Song City last time.

It was a little difficult for him to kill this wángcè without using his soul power, but it was not impossible.

"It's you who is looking for death. ”

Speaking lightly, on the Chigang Sword in Ning Buregret's hand, lines lit up, and in the blink of an eye, the Chigang Sword turned into a flaming flaming sword.

"Fire Whirlwind!"

Ning Buregret shouted violently, and as soon as the Chi Gang sword was raised, a swirling sword light was struck, attracting the fire vitality between heaven and earth, forming a small whirlwind of fire vitality and sweeping away.

The sword array composed of five hundred sword rays displayed by wángcè was directly broken by the fire whirlwind of Ning Buregret's move.

"Fire dragon style. ”

After breaking through the wángcè sword formation, Ning Bu regretted snorting violently, and the Chigang sword in his hand slashed out.

A terrifying dragon-shaped sword of fire roared towards where Wángcè was.

These two moves before and after are exactly the tricks that Ning does not regret to use against Xuanshui Sanren when the first battle of the ten sects of Jingyun Mountain is the first to fight.

At this moment, those sword moves were used again by Ning Buregret to deal with the Elder of the Purple Xuanzong who had the strength of the Martial Sect Realm and the weapons of the inferior monarchs.

"Vulnerable. ”

In the face of Ning Buregret's powerful fire dragon style, Wángcè's face did not change color, and as soon as the yellow light turned on, a yellowish vitality shield was formed, directly blocking Ning Buregret's fire dragon sword.

"Really?"

Ning Buregret glanced at Wángcè with a slight look in his eyes and snapped his fingers lightly.

This snap of the fingers impressed Wángcè too much.

Because on Jingyun Mountain, Ning Buregret relied on snapping his fingers and controlling the Yuan Array he arranged, so that he could leave Jingyun Mountain safely with Mingyue Mountain and other sects.

Otherwise, all the non-star sects under the rule of the Heavenly Wolf Sect with some strength would have to be unified by the Heavenly Wolf Sect and become the cannon fodder for the Heavenly Wolf Sect to attack the two-star sect.

Subconsciously, wángcè thought that Ning Buregret had arranged some hidden Yuan array in the air in advance, and his eyes glanced vaguely in all directions.

Who is Ning Buregret, Ning Buregret was a peerless sword immortal who was the head of the top ten martial emperors in his previous life, wángcè glanced at it subconsciously, it was enough for Ning Buregret to make a powerful attack.

I saw a violent three-color flame, which suddenly appeared high in the sky and enveloped wángcè.

"Ahh

Wángcè couldn't move, was burned by the flames, and let out a scream.

"You came forward, it was the most wrong decision in your life, and in the next life, you should repent again. ”

Ning did not regret casting the Divine Dragon Walk, passed through the burning flames, and handed out a sword.

With a snort, Wángcè's heart was broken, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his heart, but under the flames, it turned into a blood mist.

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