"You...... You're going to abolish our cultivation?"

Xu Fei was terrified, his eyes dodged, looking at Ning Fan, his body struggling, wanting to retreat and escape.

It's a pity that he is like this now, his cultivation is weak, and he is still thrown on the ground, so he can't fight against Ning Fan at all, so he can only let Ning Fan knead it casually.

This is also his own fault.

"What do you say, when did what I Ning Fan said be false?" Ning Fan sneered, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, he first took Xu Fei to open the knife.

His fingers, in the shape of eagle claws, wanted to grab Xu Fei's shoulder.

Xu Fei screamed again and again, not wanting to be abolished.

"You...... Ning Fan, do you have to do this?" Xu Long said fiercely with a gloomy face on the side, clutching his chest.

He was now hit by Liao Fan and had nowhere to fight back, so he could only fall to the ground in embarrassment.

But he has always been a high-spirited person, and he can't behave like a prisoner without any dignity.

"Shouldn't it be?"

Ning Fan threw out a slap and slapped Xu Fei in the face.

"He's to blame. ”

Then, another slap was slapped.

"You, too, are to blame, you help this bastard, to deal with me, and to abolish my cultivation, do you think I can easily let you go?"

"Do you think it will?"

Ning Fan asked again.

Xu Long's face was gloomy, and a trace of madness was released in his eyes.

"You won't. ”

"Hehe, it's good that you know, unless someone powerful comes to rescue you now, otherwise, you have to act for yourself today and leave something behind. ”

Ning Fan's voice fell, and without saying a word, he wanted to abolish Xu Fei's dantian.

Sou.

A burst of air-shattering momentum swept over in the blink of an eye.

Ning Fan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

He felt that this energy was very powerful.

If he wanted to abolish Xu Fei's dantian, he would have to endure this qi attack.

Either dead or wounded.

Ning Fan's judgment was still very accurate.

He hurriedly leaned to the side and didn't care about Xu Fei.

Yes.

Xu Fei was thrown to the ground heavily.

A scream came out of his mouth.

Ning Fan was shot in the shoulder with a burst of energy.

Shoulders, dripping with blood.

His brow furrowed, his steps steady, and he stood on the ground.

His eyes snapped and he looked in the direction of the east.

To the east, a man in a purple sword suit walked over.

The man was fair-skinned, slightly gloomy, and his eyes were gloomy.

Lingfeng.

Ning Fan remembered very well that he would not remove this person's face from his head.

It was the Ling Feng who bullied Lin Ruoxin.

A scumbag who wants to fall in love with Lin Ruoxin, but is greedy for Lin Ruoxin's beauty.

At the same time, he also wanted to devour the essence in Lin Ruoxin's body.

Such a person, if he does not die, is intolerable.

Last time, if it wasn't for the time when he appeared, he was bold and careful.

I don't know what the ending will be for Lin Ruoxin.

When Ning Fan saw Ling Feng, there was a hint of coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes.

However, he immediately lifted up a heart, and was extremely cautious.

This Ling Feng is the strength of the seventh layer of sword intent.

I don't know what strength I've reached now.

Ning Fan felt that the qi in his body was stronger than before, and it seemed to have a bit of a breakthrough.

"Are you going to abolish my student's cultivation?" Ling Feng walked up to Xu Long, stretched out his hand, and directly pulled Xu Long up on the ground.

"Thank you, teacher. ”

Xu Long said towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng snorted, "Waste, not even a waste, I don't have to cultivate you so much on weekdays." ”

Ling Feng slapped him out and slapped Xu Long in a circle on the ground.

Xu Long's face turned red, but Xu Long didn't dare to say anything, because he was very aware of Ling Feng's methods and cultivation, and he also knew that Ling Feng was a very face-loving person.

Sometimes for the sake of face, you can give up a lot of things, you can be ruthless, and you can do whatever it takes.

A subtle grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you going to abolish my student's cultivation?" Ling Feng stared at Ning Fan.

"What? I hit the small one, and the big one came?"

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, not fearless.

"Did I let you say that?"

"I ask you a word, you say yes, no, these two will be done, don't give me nonsense. ”

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, his eyes staring at Ning Fandao with contempt.

His tone was arrogant, as if he felt that he had the absolute initiative.

"You ordered me?" Ning Fan suddenly smiled.

"What? are you not convinced?"

Ling Feng snorted, and the hands behind his back suddenly stretched out a hand.

Facing Ning Fan is a throw.

A cyan light instantly emerged from the palm of his hand.

With a brush, Ning Fan felt the cyan light coming to the front of his body.

Completely enveloped his body.

He even felt as if there were palms around him, holding down his body.

He felt his breath run a little short.

This cyan light was Ling Feng's sword intent.

"A fifth-level monk with sword intent, still want to be strong? Hmph, you say that you are a waste, and you still don't admit it. ”

His eyes looked at Xu Long on the side.

"You still have the strength of the sixth layer of sword intent. ”

Xu Long was taught such a lesson by the teacher, and suddenly felt that his face was swollen, his face was red, and he didn't know what to say.

"The teacher is taught. ”

"Hmph, don't give me nonsense. ”

He turned to look at Ning Fan again.

"Your fifth-layer sword intent can defeat the students of my sixth-layer sword intent, which is indeed powerful, but let me tell you, today I will abolish your cultivation and break your muscles and bones. ”

Ling Feng grabbed a cyan flying sword in his hand.

The flying sword was three feet long, and the green light flickered, dazzling like the sun, stabbing people's eyes painfully.

"Break my bones, abolish my cultivation, what are you? ”

Ning Fan snorted.

He clenched his fists suddenly.

"What's it? It's just that Lao Tzu's strength is stronger than you. ”

Ling Feng sneered, his words and eyes were mixed with a hint of mockery.

In his opinion, Ning Fan is just a flea, in the palm of his hand, he can knead it at will, and he doesn't worry about what wind and waves Ning Fan can produce.

However, Ning Fan gritted his teeth suddenly.

"Are you worthy of being my son?"

"I'm your son. ”

"By the way, your grandmother. ”

After Ning Fan scolded and scolded, his clenched fists were suddenly wrapped in sword qi.

Then the fists were put together, and suddenly, the front was bombarded.

The cyan sword intent that was originally released was constantly devouring his breath and oppressing his spirit.

Who would have thought that Ning Fan would make such a strong resistance?

It was a bang, and it was swayed, and even a crack appeared.

Ling Feng's complexion changed suddenly.

"Seven hundred pounds of power?"

"Hmph, no wonder you can skip the battle. ”

"However, I want you to know where the gap between you and the eighth-layer powerhouse of Sword Intent is. ”

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth were ruthless, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was raised, facing the void is a little.

Suddenly, a sword flower appeared.

The sword flower is like a lotus flower, and the green mangs are scattered in all directions, dazzling.