"Don't give me this set, if you want to come, come to the Spring Festival set, hand over the Seven Yin Jade, otherwise everyone you present will die! My patience is limited, I hope you don't try to provoke me!" Yuwen stayed up late and didn't have much patience, he forced the person of the ghost knife, but he didn't ask about any whereabouts, but he didn't expect to receive a mysterious letter, he knew at a glance that the ghost knife that had been cut by thousands of knives actually handed over the things to the ghost king city in the first time.

Unfortunately, when he passed by the head of the Black Dragon Mountain, he happened to see the guy in the Evil God Temple in front of him playing with a piece of Qiyin jade, the appearance of Qiyin jade he had seen, the Yuwen family had gone through decades, and it took a lot of effort to get five pieces, seeing that the sixth piece was at his fingertips, he thought about the toss along the way, and then looked at the expression of the dead mother when this guy was playing, and his heart was on fire.

Ning Feng knew that the people of the Yuwen family were looking for the Seven Yin Jade, and he had heard the introduction of the people at the auction that day, there were a total of seven pieces of the Seven Yin Jade, and only after collecting them could he open the Supreme Secret Treasure, Ning Feng was not interested, the Nine Swords of the Heavens was a collection game, so the Seven Yin Jade in the storage ring was really a dispensable thing for him.

But he is not stupid, now that he is taking it out, if he can't protect the people of the Yuwen family, he will kill people and destroy the corpses, who will he cry with when the time comes.

Besides, others can be auctioned, although the auction will be in ruins until the auctioneer, but you auction and I can also auction, and it won't be fragrant if you have the opportunity to make a big deal in the future.

Sadly, when Ning Feng was still complacent, thinking that he could make a windfall from the sky and the sea, he didn't know that the Yuwen family had collected five pieces, he had one in his hand, and there was another piece that seemed to appear suddenly, but based on all the information, the seventh piece should be in the Sword Tomb, so the sixth piece that Ning Feng should have appeared in his hand directly became the mysterious seventh piece of Qiyin Jade.

If he knew that someone was behind the scenes, Ning Feng would definitely look up to the sky and howl: It's not good, it's a trick!

Hit the most viciously, carry the blackest pot, maybe this is the situation that people with their own halo often have to face.

The words of the god stick were so strikingly similar, the high-ranking martial emperor's pious hands were folded, and he said indifferently: "God said, I don't go to hell, you go to hell, the evil god told him that the devout believer, you are seriously injured, you are not my opponent, so you all have to die!"

Immediately, he looked at Ning Feng with a cold light in his eyes, and said sharply: "You killed one of the most devout believers of my god, God is angry, you are dead, now I will give you a chance to atone for your sins, take up your weapon, and end your own life of sin!"

Ning Feng broke his sword in advance, looking at him with an idiotic expression, the disciples of Nanchuan Academy, and the people of the Yuwen family also had the same expressions, but the little gods behind the big god sticks all had stars in their eyes, and they clenched the cross in their hands with a reverent face.

Ning Feng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Don't say it, not long ago, I just ended the sad life of more than ten of your believers, and it will be your turn soon, Yuwen Gongzi, I think, how about we join forces, after all, there is no conflict between Nanchuan Academy and Yuwen Family, besides, we are all the local strength of Nanchuan Domain, and we should join forces with the outside world, shouldn't we?"

Yuwen stayed up all night to say that he didn't look down on the group of law enforcement disciples who were too busy to take care of themselves, but Ning Feng was different here, he remembered that there was a Saint Realm protector beside this young man who was protecting him, and forming an alliance with such a person was indeed a good idea for him now.

"Okay, let's join forces, you avenge your fellow disciples, and I'll take my Seven Yin Jade!"

No one thought that because of Ning Feng's appearance, the three-way melee turned into a two-on-one, and someone among the disciples of Nanchuan Courtyard who had just stabbed into the disciples of the Yuwen family suddenly helped the person next to him and asked with concern, "Good brother, are you okay?"

The man said that it was okay, and then the law enforcement disciple pulled out his weapon with a sigh, and the Yuwen family disciple died on the spot.

The battle was about to break out, Ning Feng did not take the initiative to choose the remaining two Martial Emperor realm divine sticks as opponents, and these two people also felt that the biggest threat was not from Ning Feng, but from the half-saint Yuwen staying up all night, Wen Ao's high-level Martial Emperor's strength was exposed, but it was only a divine stick that could withstand another middle-level Martial Emperor, telekinesis was also a very unfamiliar energy for them, and it was actually normal to be suppressed.

Gu Qin and the others are also helping, but their strength is not as good as that of the Martial Emperor, and in the past, they were also sent to death, and the six disciples of Nanchuan Academy who were seriously injured just now and can't climb up are a precedent.

Ning Feng broke the sword in his hand, and in a group of Martial King realm divine sticks, it was like entering the realm of no one, very few people were his enemies with one move, if one move didn't work, then two moves, anyway, his purpose was to make the number of this group of divine sticks drop sharply in the shortest possible time, so that the strength of the two sides in the low realm would be balanced.

Poisonous fog, poisonous fog again!

Ning Feng watched as the surrounding law enforcement disciples and the people of the Yuwen family began to rout under the influence of the poisonous mist released from the opponent's weapon during the fight, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly roared: "Grab their cross, they are not from Ghost King City, they are afraid of this poisonous fog just like everyone else!"

As soon as Ning Feng said this, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became weird, and after a short period of silence, a tragic fighting sound broke out, first Gu Qin and a few people quickly snatched the cross of the divine sticks on the corpses on the ground, and the others hurriedly followed suit when they saw this, and everyone clearly felt that there seemed to be an extra mysterious cloak on their bodies that protected them, and the poisonous mist that was close to them was quickly refined.

The gods began to become overwhelmed, and even the situation began to turn into their rout, and the usher, who was staying up all night fighting with Yuwen in the void, was so angry that he yelled downward: "Hurry up and stop poisoning, a bunch of idiots, use your mental power to defeat them head-on, they are not your opponents, the weapon of my god will only bless their most devout believers!"

Sure enough, many people found that they couldn't use the cross, and there was no other use for it except to avoid drugs, and they still had to fight bloodily, or they could only fight to the death with each other.

Ning Feng fell into the unity of human and sword, and the sharp sword qi tore through the opponent who was blocking him, the Wolong Seal, and the Broken Sky Sword in his hand, Ning Feng almost instantly and unreservedly played all the means, because there were too many enemies around, and he was not ruthless enough to kill him with one blow, and there was no chance for him to attack the same person for the second time.

The chaotic ancient demon scripture was running, Ning Feng's eyes were cold, the demon bloodline was used by him for the first time after awakening, after the bloodline baptism, Ning Feng could feel that his limbs and hundreds of bones were full of power, and an extremely murderous feeling filled his mind, Ning Feng knew that this was the heart demon reminding him of their conditions, reminding Ning Feng to abide by the agreement, Ning Feng was wandering around and fighting, while whispering to himself.

"Don't worry, helping me is helping yourself, our agreement, say to do, as soon as I have the opportunity, I will fulfill my promise. ”

The demons in the heart were not interfering with Ning Feng's actions, Ning Feng harnessed the demon bloodline to be more familiar with the road, the terrifying and vast demonic qi made a group of gods retreat one after another, and finally dozens of people were scared back and did not dare to step forward, they saw that the cross on the chest of the companion who was hit by the broken sword entangled in the demonic qi around Ning Feng's body actually began to crack, and finally turned into a sky of powder and disappeared with the wind.

It's terrible, it's terrible, this person is simply the nemesis of their telekinesis!

I don't know when, everyone stopped fighting, looking at Ning Feng like a demon god in disbelief, Gu Qin and Fang Xiu glanced at each other, not only were they not happy, but they were worried about Ning Feng, this is demonic energy, very pure demonic energy, they guessed that Ning Feng should have cultivated some extremely powerful demonic energy, otherwise there would not be such a pure demonic energy, this kind of thing is easy to make people make a fuss, especially some ill-intentioned guys.

Because of the enlightened rules of scholars, Nanchuan Academy never discriminates against disciples of any race, nor does it object to disciples practicing exercises of various ethnic groups, and even scholars once said in person that there is no good or bad practice, only the good or bad of the cultivators themselves, if the heart is good, it is righteous, if the heart is evil, everything in the world is relative, absolute, only the precipitation of the years, and the comments of future generations.

Yuwen stayed up all night in the void, and the whole person was a little sluggish and whispered: "This is almost exactly the same as the demon qi I saw in ancient books after the awakening of the demon bloodline, this guy, is it a demon clan?

His words clearly entered the ears of his opponent, and when the god stick heard this, his eyes were hot, and he turned his head to look at Ning Feng and exclaimed, "Heresy? Great, the great evil god wants to be a heretic like you!"

He himself gave up his opponent and rushed towards Ning Feng in mid-air, the void swaying, and in an instant, the holy light blasted towards Ning Feng.

The cold light in Ning Feng's eyes was dense, the sword intent of the match was condensed, the Kunpeng Wing suddenly disappeared, his body disappeared from the spot, and at the same time, dozens of sword qi blasted towards the holy light falling from the heavenly dome from all directions.

The two collided, a huge sound resounded through the clouds, Ning Feng ran illusory, and the moment he broke through the void in front of him, a Wolong seal was thrown out, the sound of the dragon's groan, the shadow of the flying dragon hovered in the air, and it was a huge sound, the high-level Martial Emperor was indeed much better than Ning Feng's control over the void.

His expression was not relaxed, while he was hanging in the air and healing his scarred right arm with the holy light of the cross, while saying in a deep voice: "All evil heretics, God wants me to kill you, you can't escape today!"

Ning Feng didn't listen to his nonsense at all, and when he repaired his injuries, he still had to fight, I don't know when he was going to fight, the sword rain in the sky rushed away, the sword gang exploded, looking at the other party's backward figure, Ning Feng, who was becoming more and more condensed, kept gathering demonic qi on the broken sword, and was bound to kill this magic stick in the next move.