Facing this lightning-fast sword, Pan Biao's face was full of seriousness, and his eyes stared sharply at the long sword stabbed by Chen Ning.

For Chen Ning's ghostly swordsmanship, he had obviously already learned it, and he also made the preparations that he thought were sufficient.

I saw that Peng Bai's Xuan Qi power seemed to form a solid shield, enveloping his whole body inside, and his upper body also twisted vigorously and moved to the side.

At the same time, the giant axe he had just chopped out immediately turned around and slashed towards the Purple Frost Sword that Chen Ning had stabbed.

The previous axe seemed to be extremely ferocious, but in fact, Pan Biao already had some strength, otherwise, he would not be able to change the attack route of the weapon so easily.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Ning's mouth, and he looked extremely disdainful of Pan Biao's actions.

Immediately, the murderous intent in his eyes was sheng, and the purple frost sword that stabbed out actually followed Pan Biao's twisting upper body and changed its direction to chase after him, and the speed of the weapon skyrocketed by three points incredibly.

Looking at the purple long sword that followed all the way, Pan Biao was shocked, because at this time he suddenly realized that he couldn't get rid of this sword.

When the sharp tip of the long sword touched the layer of shield that was completely condensed by the power of Xuan Qi on the surface of Pan Biao's body, he only paused slightly, and then the next moment, this layer of energy shield with extremely good defensive power was stabbed towards Pan Biao's throat by the Purple Frost Sword at the speed that it had recovered almost instantly.

However, just when Pan Biao was facing this line of life and death, a scimitar slashed horizontally and slashed heavily on the Purple Frost Sword, and the Purple Frost Sword received a second blow, and the direction that was originally stabbed at Pan Biao's throat suddenly shifted its position.

A few long black hairs slowly fell from the air, and I saw that the already short mustache on Pan Biao's chin was actually cut off by Qi Qi.

At this moment, Pan Biao's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, if this scimitar came a minute late, I am afraid that he would not be able to stand here intact at this moment.

Chen Ning's sword was not only extremely fast, but also extremely weird, which greatly surprised Pan Biao.

At this time, the remaining seven people also seized the good opportunity when Chen Ning's weapons were cut off, and they had a tacit understanding to shoot at the same time, and the seven weapons were cut from different directions in no particular order.

For a moment, the power of Peng Baixuanqi emanating from the weapon was intertwined in mid-air, as if forming an invisible net that imprisoned the surrounding space and blocked all of Chen Ning's retreats.

Chen Ning snorted coldly, and the Purple Frost Sword in his hand suddenly shook, turning into a vague sword shadow and stabbing forward, breaking through to Pan Biao's position with all his strength, and for the weapons attacking from several other directions around him, he directly ignored it.

In the face of Chen Ning's all-out attack, the great Xuanshi who stopped him in front of him was able to resist the three swords, and he was forced to retreat in embarrassment by Chen Ning's Purple Frost Sword.

As soon as this person retreated, Chen Ning's right foot slammed into the ground, and his body suddenly rushed forward like a cannonball shot out quickly, and quickly shot towards Pan Biao's position.

As several sounds of breaking the air sounded behind him, as soon as Chen Ning's body was ejected, the remaining six weapons slashed behind him, and one of the weapons even almost slashed against the clothes on Chen Ning's back.

Pan Biao had just gotten out of danger, but he didn't expect Chen Ning to come so quickly, his face couldn't help but change again, and then he seemed to know that Chen Ning's next attack was his throat, and immediately put the giant axe in his hand in front of him.

Suddenly, the wide axe covered his entire upper body.

However, in the next moment, Pan Biao felt that the layer of energy shield formed by the power of Xuan Qi that he had diffused in his body shattered again, and then a huge sense of crisis struck.

However, this time, before Pan Biao could react, he felt a slight pain in his throat, and saw that Chen Ning had already come behind Pan Biao at some point, and the Purple Frost Sword pierced through the back of his neck, directly piercing Pan Biao's throat.

Seeing the purple long sword stained with blood suddenly appear under his nose, Pan Biao's face suddenly became sluggish, and his face was full of disbelief.

Pan Biao's face was full of disbelief, he couldn't believe that Chen Ning, who was as weak as an ant in his eyes a year ago, would become so strong now.

And what made him even more unbelievable was that he would die at his hands.

Originally, when he found out yesterday that the person who destroyed the Shi family and the invincible mercenary group was a young man named Chen Ning, he immediately thought of the young man who killed his son a year ago, thinking that Chen Ning had found a helper to destroy the Shi family.

Although Chen Ning was able to destroy the Shi family, whose strength was not much weaker than the Pan family, it did make Pan Biao feel a little incredible, but he was not too worried.

Because, the strength of the Pan family is stronger than that of the Shi family, if he invites some of his former mercenary group friends over, this will be an existence that no force can match in the small Peach Willow City.

Therefore, early this morning, Pan Biao invited several friends and the heads of the two families who had a good relationship on weekdays, although he also had the idea of using their strength to deal with Chen Ning's possible help, but it was more to prevent Chen Ning from escaping.

After all, a year ago, Chen Ning escaped from his hands repeatedly, and now that Chen Ning finally appeared, Pan Biao wanted to leave Chen Ning behind and avenge his son no matter what.

What Pan Biao didn't expect was that after more than a year had passed, Chen Ning was no longer the young man who could only be chased by himself, and in just one year, Chen Ning's strength had undergone a earth-shaking change, from a kid who could only run away in embarrassment, to a strong man who could easily kill him.

These thoughts kept coming to Pan Biao's mind, and until this time, he still felt that the scene in front of him was so unreal, as if this was a nightmare that he had sat in before.

He and his younger brother, who had the high level of the Great Xuan Master, and the master who united the seven Great Xuan Masters at the same time, not only did not kill Chen Ning, but he was also killed by him.

The vitality in his body passed quickly, and finally Pan Biao's lips moved slightly, but after all, he didn't say a word, and slowly fell down with a face full of unwillingness.

Seeing Pan Biao fall to the ground weakly, Pan Fei and the seven great masters who were invited by Pan Biao stared at Pan Biao's corpse with blank eyes, and the eyes of the eight were full of disbelief.

Even the surrounding group of Pan family guards and hundreds of people gathered were staring at Pan Biao, who was pierced through the throat by Chen Ning's sword, with a dull expression, speechless at this moment.

The head of the first family in Peach Willow City, and also a master of the middle level of the Great Xuan Master, fell in front of their eyes.

"Big brother...."

Suddenly, a voice of great grief and indignation came out of Pan Fei's mouth, and then Pan Fei rushed towards Chen Ning frantically with a face full of grief, and the giant sword in his hand slashed towards Chen Ning's head with Peng Bai's mysterious power.

Looking at Pan Fei who came in a rage, Chen Ning's eyes were cold, and the Purple Frost Sword turned into a hazy sword shadow, stabbing at Pan Fei's slashed weapon at lightning speed.

The two collided, making a crisp sound, and as a ripple of energy spread out to the surroundings, the two weapons also separated at the same time due to the strong anti-shock force.

However, with a twist of his wrist, Chen Ning unloaded the shock power on the Purple Frost Sword in a very clever way, and then turned into a purple light and stabbed towards Pan Fei's throat again.

Looking at the piercing purple frost sword, Pan Fei endured the sour numbness on his arm, and he couldn't care about the shock power on the giant sword that had not yet dissipated, and immediately tried his best to withdraw the giant sword rungs in front of him.

Chen Ning's sword was extremely fast, if he was well prepared, Pan Fei could barely block Chen Ning's one or two attacks, but at this moment, he hastily withdrew his weapon, and he couldn't do any action to fight back at all except to resist.

Just when Pan Fei had just placed the giant sword in front of him, the Purple Frost Sword was already less than a foot away from the giant sword.

At this time, a faint purple and blue light suddenly shot out from the purple frost sword, although this layer of purple and blue light was very dim, but it was mixed with the purple sword light, but it looked extremely eye-catching.

Just before the tip of the Purple Frost Sword touched the giant sword that Pan Fei was running in front of him, the faint purple and blue light on the Purple Frost Sword had already come into contact with the giant sword.

I saw that this giant sword, which was much harder than Xuantie in Pan Fei's hand, actually melted into an extremely small crack silently, and then, the extremely powerful sword qi on the Purple Frost Sword penetrated along this crack.

The incomparably hard weapon in Pan Fei's hand was as fragile as tofu in front of the purple and blue light.

"Poof!"

The incomparably powerful sword aura of the Purple Frost Sword shot deep into his throat under Pan Fei's shocked and incredulous gaze.

Seeing that Chen Ning pierced Pan Fei's throat with just the sword qi on his sword, the eyes of the other seven great masters who had not yet made a move suddenly widened, staring at the giant sword in Pan Fei's hand that had been pierced with a crack, with a look of horror on their faces.

If Chen Ning could fight the joint forces of nine Great Xuan Masters alone, they might be too shocked, but at this moment, Chen Ning actually pierced the weapon of a Great Xuan Master Master silently, which made them feel horrified.

You must know that the Great Xuan Master can already put weapons into his dantian and use Xuan Qi to refine them, and they will become extremely hard according to the improvement of the master's cultivation, and will continue to improve with the improvement of the master's strength.

In the battle of opponents of the same level, no matter how they collide, they will not encounter the slightest damage, if they want to hurt the weapon in the opponent's hand, unless they are people below the realm of the Great Xuan Master, they will be destroyed because the weapon is too fragile.

Once a master reaches the realm of the Great Xuanshi, the general weapon will undergo a qualitative change, even if it is a low-level person of the Great Xuanshi, it will not necessarily be damaged if it collides with the master of the Great Perfection.

And Chen so easily, he directly penetrated the weapon of a great Xuan Master in a quiet manner, and the weapon was effortless, such a scene simply made the seven Great Xuan Masters on the side wonder if Chen Ning was a Xuan King-level powerhouse after all.

Pan Fei stared at the long sword that pierced his weapon with a horrified expression, his face was full of disbelief, at the moment when his life was about to pass away, there was only one thought in his mind that was circling for a long time, that is, how Chen Ning penetrated his weapon.

Although he really wanted to ask the doubts in his mind, Pan Fei's throat was pierced by the sword qi at this moment, shattering all the meridians and laryngeal bones in his throat, and he couldn't speak at all.

In the end, Pan Fei could only slowly fall down with doubts and a face of unwillingness.

Pan Fei's empty eyes were wide open before he died, looking blankly ahead, dead and blinding.

Then, Chen Ning's gaze turned to the other seven people again, and the strong killing intent in his eyes was undisguised, and the hazy purple sword light on the Purple Frost Sword also became a little stronger unconsciously, as if echoing the killing intent in Chen Ning's heart.

The seven people on the opposite side could naturally sense the killing intent in Chen Ning's heart for himself and the others, and their faces turned pale at the moment, if Chen Ning was surprised to kill Pan Biao, then when he destroyed Pan Fei's weapon, and even directly killed Pan Fei with sword qi, it made them feel even more frightened.

It had completely frightened them, and they were not lightly frightened.