"Twenty Yellow Rank Upper Grade, Three Xuan Rank Lower Grade?"

Ning Buregret calmly looked at the twenty-three demon beasts rushing towards him, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Since this black scale is going to give him money, how can he refuse, it is difficult to resist the kindness, so accept this kindness.

"Roar!"

"Whew-"

The beast's roar continued to shatter the sky.

Ning Buregret clenched the treacherous sword on his body and looked at this group of demon beasts with an indifferent expression.

"Do you think you can stop me by besieging me together? ”

Ning Buregret smiled lightly, the sword was held by his right hand, placed vertically in front of him, and his left hand was the middle finger of the index finger and made a sword finger, against the center of the sword.

When the twenty-three demon beasts rushed in front of him, and he could even smell the smell of the fishy mouth, he would rather not regret moving.

I saw that he drew a semicircle in the air with a sword from top to bottom, and then the tip of his sword hit the ground, as if stirring up dust, picking out a roll of dust and sprinkling it on those demon beasts.

Smoke and dust billowed and obscured the view.

The eyes of those demon beasts were immediately fascinated by these smoke and dust.

Just when people thought that Ning Buregret's sword was just for tricks, one after another pillars of vitality erupted from the ground, as if there was an earth dragon rolling under the ground.

At the same time, a dazzling silver light bloomed from the tip of Ning Buregret's sword, and with a loud beast roar, a shadow of a back sword dragon with a length of dozens of meters leaped out from the tip of the sword.

At the same time, there was a faint flame burning in the air.

The shadow of the sword dragon roared in the sky, and countless sword rays shot out from his body in all directions, and the twenty-three demon beasts were taken care of.

When the twenty-three demon beasts were blinded by the dust before, their formation was already out of order.

At this moment, after countless sword rays shot over, there was no longer a formation between the twenty-three demon beasts, and they ran in all directions with sword wounds on their bodies.

A sword is out, and the demon beasts are scattered.

No one can describe Ning Buregret's demeanor at this moment, with white hair and a long sword, with a wave of his hand, he beat twenty-three powerful demon beasts to the ground and fled.

As he himself said, he only needed a sword to deal with those demon beasts.

"Can't run away. ”

Squinting his eyes, looking at the demon beasts that ran away, he would rather not regret casting the Divine Dragon Walk, and in three steps, he caught up with a fire ox.

Groan.

The sword in his hand let out a crisp sword groan, and he would rather not regret cutting off the head of the Fire Ox with a single sword, and put the entire Fire Ox into the space ring.

"And you. ”

In a low voice, Ning Buregret's body shook again, and he came to the side of a lemur, and with a neat sword, he loaded the lemur's corpse into the space ring.

However, after loading the corpses of the lemur and the fire ox and the thunderhorn rhinoceros from before, Ning Buregret discovered a problem.

His spatial ring was too small.

Now that he only has three corpses, there is almost no room for the remains, and if he kills the demon beast again, he can only pick up good things and put them inside.

With a slight movement of his footsteps, Ning Buregret came to a demon beast again, and slashed it with a sword, only taking his claws and heart, and his hands and feet were numb.

It's a pity that in the end, some demon beasts ran away, which made Ning Buregret very annoyed.

"Bastard, you yellow-haired boy, you dare to kill so many of my sons, damn it!"

When Ning Bu regretted his annoyance, Black Scales' already angry head was smoking.

I saw that when he waved his hand to block Nan Yu's sword, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a mouthful of black poisonous mist suddenly spit out, floating in the direction where Ning Buregret was, at an extremely fast speed.

Everywhere this black fog went, whether it was the warriors of the human race or those demon beasts, they were all covered in bubbles, festering and dying, and their deaths were miserable.

"Qi machine locked, black scales, you give me your life!"

As soon as he saw the poisonous mist spit out by Black Scales, Nan Yu immediately understood that this guy Black Scales had premeditated to take advantage of this moment to poison Ning Buregret.

Ning Buregret is the peerless genius of Wangyan City, even if he arrives in the capital Chang'an, he will be extraordinary, the black scales are like this, it is clear that he wants to destroy the genius of the Tang Kingdom, Nan Yu was furious.

His beard was all open, and he was covered in the aura of the Martial Palace Realm, like a volcano, and it erupted desperately.

"No regrets, get out of the way!"

In the crowd, Ning Gucheng, who was fighting with the demon beasts, saw this scene and immediately roared, asking Ning to avoid it without regret.

"Father, don't worry, this little thing can't bother me. ”

Ning Buregret smiled indifferently, very confident.

Just when he tried to dodge, he found that he had been locked by the black scale qi, and even if he ran away, this black mist would follow.

It's just that he is not afraid at all.

Although this black mist is the poisonous mist refined by the poisonous snake of the upper grade of the Xuan Rank, in his eyes, it is not as good as bullshit!

"Little loach, this is the poisonous mist you are proud of? I can break it with just one sword. ”

Ning Buregret smiled coldly at the black scales, looked at the black mist that was getting closer and closer, and swung out a treacherous sword.

"No regret sword, third style, back stegosaurus!"

Whispering to himself in his heart, Ning Buregret quietly used his soul power, and the same as before, the output of soul power was like a silent spring rain.

With a wave of the sword, on the ground in front of Ning Buregret, smoke and dust suddenly billowed out, as if a gust of wind was blowing.

Immediately after, in the smoke and dust, a dazzling sword flew out.

This sword was extremely huge, and it also had its own shape, forming a dragon shadow carrying an unknown ancient sword on its back, crashing into the black mist spit out by the black scales.

It was the sword that Ning Buregret had used to deal with the twenty-three demon beasts before.

Zizizizi.

The sword struck with a black mist of intense toxicity, burning with flames.

Between the dissolution of each other, in the end, the sword dragon sword that Ning did not regret was superior, and when he broke through the black mist, he still had a little residual strength and slashed towards the black scale.

It's a pity that the gap between Ning Buregret and the black scale is too big, so he didn't cause any damage to the black scale, but just cut off half of his hair.

"Hahaha, good job. ”

Seeing that Ning Buregret was not only fine, but also fought back strongly, Nan Yu's heart was extremely happy, and the movements at hand became more and more violent.

He was originally equivalent to the realm of the black scales, and just a moment of negligence allowed the black scales to take advantage of the loophole, and he used the black mist to attack and kill Ning Buregret.

At this moment, Nan Yu became serious, even if the black scale was a master of the snake clan, he was suppressed by the violent Nan Yu, and he could no longer free up his hand to plot against the people of Wangyan City.

As for the Lanling King and the Snake Mother, they had already fought in mid-air at this moment, and they had caused terrible damage in every move they had done, and they had no time to care about and pay attention to the situation on the ground.

Only like Ning Gucheng and Ning Buregret's father and son, the warriors who chose to go out to face the battle saw everything from beginning to end.

No one can describe the demon who would not regret it.

With a sword out, twenty-three demon beasts fled.

With a sword out, the poison plan of the high-grade demon beast of the dignified Xuan Rank failed, and even half of its hair was cut off.

The words that only needed a sword, the demeanor of that sword, were deeply imprinted in the minds of these warriors.