After Ning Fan smashed the opponent's inferior divine weapon, he didn't give the other party time to react.

The backhand is a palm thrown out and re-grabbing the opponent's arm.

The black tulle-like substance on his arm condensed and turned into black stone again.

The black fusion was in the palm of his hand, and a small swirl appeared in the palm of his hand.

Inside the small whirlpool, the devouring power spun wildly.

The young man in front of him shook his body.

The corners of the mouth trembled, the muscles on the body trembled, and what was even more weird was that the dantian was also trembling.

In just three breaths, the young man fell to the ground with a bang.

The green shirt on his body was even more described.

Not at the moment.

Ning Fan glanced at the Qingyi Sword Cultivator on the ground, his eyes were extremely cold, and he felt that in the dantian in his body, the sword qi became more refined and richer.

"This black stone, the devouring effect is really good, turning other people's cultivation into mine, haha, okay. ”

After feeling the benefits of the Black Stone once, Ning Fan found that he was addicted to gambling.

Not far away, Lovijo, five meters away, stood up from the stone.

Unbelievably looked at the blue-shirted sword cultivator who collapsed on the ground.

Lowe and the other man had endless surprise in their eyes.

"Hey, how's it going?"

They shouted to the man lying on the ground.

But when he saw Jian Xiu lying on the ground, he didn't respond to them at all.

More air out, less air intake.

"Kill. ”

Lowe and the other shouted loudly.

The two of them, one left and one right, took out their flying swords, and killed Ning Fan.

They didn't have reservations.

The sword flowers turned into phantoms, from top to bottom, to turn Ning Fan into pieces.

There was even a strong sword aura, which enveloped Ning Fan.

Ning Fan felt the pressure on his body double, as if he had entered a pressure space.

The tiger roars and the leopard groans.

Two huge phantoms burst out from Luo Wei and the sword cultivator beside him.

Sword intent is human thought.

can be emulated, their natal beasts.

It's the beast's thoughts.

Ning Fan roared wildly.

The sword qi all over his body, in an instant, was all condensed on his hands.

A pale golden glow enveloped his arm.

Then put your hands together, and the whole person is running forward.

The whole person turned into a sword.

His whole body was just condensed into a sword.

Virtual swords, virtual swords.

But the sword intent is amazing.

The surrounding air instantly became much colder when this sword was incarnated.

There are even snowflakes falling from all sides.

He is now at the third layer of sword intent, and his real strength is the fifth layer of sword intent.

Boom.

Two swords, both broken.

On Ning Fan's fist, the black stone turned into a layer of black gloves.

Pounding.

Poof.

Luo Wei and another sword cultivator of the fifth layer of sword intent all fell to the ground.

He Ning Fan was within the fifth layer, and there were absolutely no enemies.

The vast exercises of the sea and all rivers contain the pure sword qi.

With just one punch, the sword qi that comes out is equivalent to dozens of times, or even dozens of times, of others.

"You can't even think of it, right? I was going to kill me today, but now I'm going to kill you. ”

The corners of Ning Fan's mouth showed a cruel sneer.

He bent down and picked up the broken blade from the ground.

Holding it in his hand, he walked towards the fallen sword intent fifth-layer sword cultivator.

This man threatens to be a little bigger than Lowe.

So Ning Fan felt that it was better to dispose of this person first.

His hand, aimed at the other man's heart, stabbed suddenly.

The blood turned into a torrent, and with a whoosh, it all entered the palm of his hand.

Ning Fan felt that the pure sword qi in his body had increased by as much as half.

Now it can be described as the fifth-layer realm of sword intent, stable and abnormal.

"You...... You're not human...... You're a magic ......."

Lowe had endless horror in his eyes.

He fell to the ground, but his eyes were watching Ning Fan's movements directly.

He saw a strange black aura in the palm of Ning Fan's hand.

Then the sword cultivator on the ground, his body became extremely shriveled.

He was terrified for a while, stretched out his finger, and pointed at Ning Fan tremblingly.

Ning Fan raised his head, blinked his eyes, and looked at Luo Wei.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was eerie and hideous.

"I'm a demon, so what are you?"

"Ah...... Hell. ”

"Help me. ”

Lowe got up from the ground in a panic, ignoring the pain in his chest, and wanted to flee from here in a hurry.

He didn't want to die.

However, Ning Fan didn't give him a chance.

How could it be possible to let him go?

This stone grave is where Talovi is buried today.

Ning Fan's body moved and quickly ran over.

Soon, he was in front of Lowe.

"Where do you want to run?"

Ning Fan grinned.

"Ah...... Get out of the ......"

Lowe's eyes widened in disbelief, and he turned around and was about to run in the other direction.

Ning Fan's palm stretched out and grabbed his neck directly.

"Do you still want to run?"

Ning Fan jammed Lowe's neck.

"Please...... Don't kill me, I can surrender to you. ”

Lowe panicked, wanting to be spared, wanting to get a life.

"Why did you make me ...... Forgive you?" Ning Fan squinted.

"I ...... I'm convinced, I don't dare anymore, you ...... Are you worried that I'm going back on my word?" Lowe said.

"What do you say?" Ning Fan sneered.

"I ...... I have a way to get you ...... Let you control me. Lowe gritted his teeth and said with a sad face.

"What method?" Ning Fan asked.

"That's it...... Soul Control Methods...... I'll show you. ”

As he spoke, Luo Wei let his thoughts be transmitted directly, allowing Ning Fan to sense a text that appeared in his head.

"Soul Control Sword Technique. ”

"If you put your mind into the sea of the other party's consciousness and occupy a dominant position, you can manipulate the other party. ”

It's not that hard.

Ning Fan thought in his heart.

Without saying a word, he stabbed one of his thoughts at Lowe fiercely.

Poof.

A mouthful of blood spurted from the corner of Lowe's mouth, and his expression was sluggish and pale.

Ning Fan wanted to test the power of the Soul Control Sword Technique.

He raised his eyebrows, and his mind moved.

"Ah......h

Lowe immediately fell to the ground, rolling over, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

He reached out, covered his head, and yelled.

"The host...... Please...... Please stop torturing me. ”

"I was wrong...... I was really wrong. ”

Lowe begged for mercy.

Ning Fan saw that the soul control sword technique was really effective.

He let Lowe go for the time being.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, he swept over the two sword intent fifth-layer sword cultivators who had just been killed.

"Go, pour this corpse water on them. ”

Ning Fan glanced at Luo Wei and threw out a porcelain vase.

Luo Wei hurriedly went to do it, and dripped the corpse water in the porcelain bottle into the corpse on the ground.

Snort.

The corpses on the ground quickly turned into puddles of sewage.

"How do you know that I came down the mountain? Did Zhou Tong tell you?"

Ning Fan's eyes stared at Luo Wei.

"It's not...... It's a beard. ”

Erhuzi?Another face immediately appeared in Ning Fan's head.

He remembered very well that this beard was the celebrity in front of Zhou Tong before.

Unexpectedly, he forgave him for his previous mistakes in treating himself, and he actually died without repentance.

Ning Fan instantly had killing intent in his heart.

Because he killed someone, he was no longer afraid of killing.

On the contrary, the killing intent in his heart became more and more scorching.

At the same time, after feeling Ning Fan's killing intent, the black stone he contained in his body suddenly trembled.

A bloodthirsty desire surged from Ning Fan's heart.

His eyes also turned red in an instant.

Luo Wei looked at Ning Fan in a panic, and his eyes turned extremely red as he looked at Ning Fan.

"Let's go. ”

After Ning Fan suppressed the bloodthirsty desire in his body, he glanced at Luo Wei coldly and motioned for him to join him in the Sword Sect.

......

After returning to the outer gate of the Sword Sect, Ning Fan directly called Zhou Tong.

"Go and get me the beard. ”

Seeing Ning Fan's gloomy face, Zhou Tong guessed that something might have happened.

"Erhu, get over here. ”

As he spoke, he saw a miscellaneous disciple running over from the side.

There was flattery on his face.

After seeing Ning Fan, he hurriedly bent his legs and fell to the ground.

He bowed to Ning Fan twice.

Ning Fan squinted at Erhuzi.

"Erhuzi, how do you know that I came down this time?"

Ning Fan looked at Erhu with a smile.

Erhuzi's body trembled, "Ning Shao...... I...... I don't know. ”

Seeing that he denied it, Ning Fan smiled.

"I don't admit it, but Lowe told me everything. ”

Zhou Tong made a sonorous sound and pulled out the flying sword.

"This bastard actually dares to fornicate with outsiders, see that I don't abolish him. ”

When Erhuzi saw that Zhou Tong was going to abolish him, he was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, begged for mercy and cried: "I...... I was deluded, I was wrong. ”

Seeing that Erhu Zi confessed, Ning Fan glanced at Zhou Tong.

"Erhuzi, today, I can't spare you. Zhou Tong immediately wanted to do it.

"Ning Shao, Elder Yuwen's butler is here and says he wants you to come over. ”

When he was about to process his beard, a voice came from outside the door.

As soon as Ning Fan heard the four words of Elder Yuwen, his body suddenly trembled.

His eyes were staring into the distance, and a gloomy and dry face instantly appeared in his head.

This face, with a hooked nose and deep eyes, has a smile on the corner of its mouth from time to time, especially when it reaches out and strokes the chin goat's beard, it gives people a chilling feeling.