Seeing two or three hundred warriors die in front of him, Ning Bu regretted not changing his face and continued to go up the mountain, holding his treacherous sword that had not been stained with a drop of blood from beginning to end.

Click.

Click.

After Ning Buregret killed the two or three hundred warriors who blocked the road, there was no one to stop him for a long distance behind.

I don't know if I was scared away, or if I was withdrawn.

At the same time, at the top of Changshan, in a large complex of simple buildings made of wood, a big man with a scar on his face grabbed the neck of a thin warrior and questioned sharply.

"What do you say, are you sure he's only one person? Are you sure?"

The thin martial artist was almost out of breath when he was pinched, and he nodded hurriedly: "Boss, the small sentence is true! That person's cultivation is the ninth level of the Qi and Blood Realm, and he can't be wrong." ”

Bang.

The scar-faced man casually threw the thin warrior aside, and looked at a man in a black shirt with a scar on the side with a cruel smile: "Aifei, what do you say?"

"It's just one person, it's hard to be able to do it with three heads and six arms, this time we kidnapped Tiemuyuan, and we are already out of the way, and no one can stop us from opening the tomb door. ”

The scarred man was silent for a moment, his face also sinister.

The scar man nodded, pointed at the martial artists around him, and smiled gloomily: "Brothers, someone has come to our Red Horse Gang to make trouble, how can we pay tribute to him." ”

"Kill him. ”

"Kill him. ”

"Kill him. ”

A loud roar came out, and the scar man nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go, let's go for a while, this idiot who has the guts to single out my Red Horse Gang." ”

Dahan gave an order, took a large group of Red Horse Gang warriors, walked out of the complex, came to the top of Changshan Mountain, and looked at the mountain road leading to the top of the mountain.

The man with the scar went straight to the water dungeon in the deepest part of the building, lifted a large black cloth, and woke up an old man covered in the black cloth.

This old man's hair is messy, it is Tiemuyuan.

"Tekihara, do you remember me?"

The man with the scar sneered and squatted in front of Temuhara, his face distorted like a demon.

If Ning didn't regret being here, he would recognize that this man with scars was Tan Fang, the alchemist who had made him miserable when he was in the Medicine Refining Tower in Guoma City.

"Bah, Tan Fang, you don't have to die well, if you dare to kidnap the master of the Alchemy Tower, you will be chased and killed by my Alchemy Tower. ”

Tekihara spat in the scarred man's face, his face full of disdain.

"Hehe, Tiemuyuan, you also have today, you drove me out of the alchemy tower that day, I became a street rat, everyone laughed at me, and even when I passed by Changshan, I was kidnapped,"

"If it weren't for the fact that I am an alchemist and useful to the Red Horse Gang, I would have died a long time ago, in order to live, I am still the favorite concubine of the gang leader, I can't wait to eat your meat,"

"But don't worry, after your value is squeezed out by me, even if you don't want to help me, I have a way to open the cemetery, and then I will take you to feed the demon beasts,"

"If it weren't for your old Zhuhuang, I would have sent you to the bed to enjoy it, sleeping with a tower master, it's exciting to think about it. ”

Tan Fang didn't care about the saliva on his face, but showed a gentle smile at Tie Muyuan, caressing Tie Muyuan's messy hair.

The sickly laughter echoed in the water prison, and the other people in the water prison couldn't help but tremble.

At this time, Ning Buregret had already come to the top of the mountain.

Looking at the Qi and Blood Realm Nine Martial Artists in front of him, as well as the dozen or so Open Pulse Realm Martial Artists, Ning Buregret frowned slightly.

"Did the boss see it, it's this little kid. ”

"A fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid must be relying on his talent and intelligence to eliminate harm for the people. ”

"It's just a fool. ”

"Boy, do you still want milk? ”

Looking at Ning Buregret's white hair and young face, a group of warriors from the Red Horse Gang all laughed.

Some people were very disdainful, while others licked their lips, as if they would rather not regret what kind of food they were.

In short, no one put Ning Buregret in their eyes.

Rather than regret and not be moved, and move forward on your own.

"Daring, brothers, copy the guys!"

The man with the scar roared angrily, holding a ghost-headed knife in his hand, and took the lead, slashing towards Ning Buregret.

Subsequently, the warriors of the Red Horse Gang around them also took out their weapons and killed Ning Buregret.

Countless blades, under the illumination of the sun, shine with dazzling coldness, which is extremely spectacular and makes people feel chilled.

"Stand down!"

Ning Buregret's eyes froze, and the hand holding the treacherous sword suddenly waved, and he performed a sword move that opened and closed.

This sword was full of domineering, and I saw a huge and boundless arc-shaped sword that shot out and slashed towards a group of warriors of the Red Horse Gang.

Even those martial artists who opened the pulse realm, under the sword of Ning Buregret, had to retreat.

However, after casting this sword, some sweat also flowed from Ning Buregret's forehead.

"But that's it, a knife, it will kill you. ”

The man with the scar saw that Ning Buregret was sweating, and he was extremely disdainful, knowing that this was already the limit of Ning Buregret, he roared violently and slashed out again.

This knife went down, and the sword instantly roared out, heading straight for Ning Buregret's head.

The surrounding Open Pulse Realm martial artists, as well as the Qi and Blood Realm Nine Martial Artists, also displayed their martial arts one after another, and they all attacked Ning Buregret

At this moment, Ning Buregret fell into a heavy attack, it can be said that there is a knife in front and a hidden weapon in the back, and there is no way out.

However, in the face of all this, Ning Buregret only smiled faintly, and secretly said in his heart.

In the next moment, the vitality in his body erupted, constantly surrounding him, forming dragon-shaped phantoms carrying ancient swords on their backs.

All the attacks that fell on Ning Buregret's body all fell on these dragon-shaped phantoms, and they only set off a little wave, but they couldn't blast these dragon-shaped phantoms at all.

This is exactly what Ning Buregret was inspired by the monk Yiquan, so he specially formed a growthable defensive martial art, the stegosaurus scale.

Once the stegosaurus scales were formed, they fended off all attacks.

Ning Buregret looked at the group of Red Horse Gang bandits with an incredulous expression, and said coldly: "Now, it's time for me to make a move." ”

I saw that the treacherous sword in Ning Buregret's hand shone brightly, and one after another sword rays poured out, like meteors, and like countless blooming flower petals, shooting towards the Red Horse Gang warriors.

Not only that, after the sword like a thousand flowers, Ning did not regret casting the cross again.

The cross-shaped sword light followed the sword light of ten thousand flowers and blasted towards the warriors of the Red Horse Gang.

In the end, Ning Buregret also made up for the third sword of the Unregretted Sword, the back of the stegosaurus.

The three swords came out together, and the warriors of the Red Horse Gang collectively changed color, and even those martial artists of the Open Pulse Realm looked incredulous.

"How is it possible, this is a ground-level sword technique. ”

"Impossible......"

"Concubine Ai Save Me ......"

It's a pity that before they finished speaking, they were already pierced through their hearts and lungs by countless swords and died on the spot.

On this day, Ning did not regret one person, better than a million male soldiers, and wiped out the Red Horse Gang and mountain bandits.