The flesh on Zhou Qingtian's face jumped a few times.

Luo Ning uses a firewood knife without a sword, this is the biggest insult to him, the swordsman does not use a sword than a sword, which is no different from slapping him.

Everyone present thought that Luo Ning was looking for death.

"Nonsense, why are you his opponent, and you still don't retreat?"

Yang Mubai was extremely enthusiastic, and seeing Luo Ning appear, this was the conspiracy of Zhou Qingtian.

Zhou Qingtian laughed and shouted, "Is there no one at your first mountain gate, so you can only find a handyman who chops wood to compete with me?"

Many of the disciples around him dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, after all, their strength and realm were inferior to Zhou Qingtian, and it was undoubtedly humiliating to go up directly.

Luo Ning looked at Yang Mubai, the senior brother who had been injured for himself, and a warmth rose in his heart.

Although many of Jian Yuan's disciples excluded him, after all, there were still people like Yang Mubai or Luo Xue who cared about him.

Luo Ning motioned for Luo Wuwu to take two steps back, and comforted, "Senior brother, don't worry, I just have a discussion with him, and there will be no accidents." ”

He turned to look at Zhou Qingtian and said coldly, "Please." ”

Zhou Qingtian shouted angrily, "You dare to insult me with a firewood knife!"

As soon as the sword in his hand flipped over, his spiritual power surged, and his starting hand turned out to be the plum blossom three styles that he had just shown.

Although Zhou Qingtian had already consumed a lot of spiritual power, he used this kind of sword technique at this time, obviously to seriously injure Luo Ning.

Luo Wuwu was the closest to Luo Ning, and she could also feel how dangerous the sword Luo Ning was facing.

Before the sword fell, the young man's clothes trembled slightly under the blade of the sword.

Plum blossom three styles, starting from the sky full of red glow, is thousands of sword flowers.

Luo Ning stared at Zhou Qingtian's eyes, and the firewood knife in his hand tightened.

Everyone thought that he would be defeated by this sword, and he would be defeated without any power to fight back.

But Luo Ning made a move that no one understood.

He handed the knife in one hand and picked it up.

This action is a taboo in sword moves, not to mention that in the face of so many virtual swords, Luo Ning's action was unintentionally completely exposed to Zhou Qingtian.

The power of the sword fetus in Luo Ning's dantian suddenly skyrocketed.

Ten incomparably clever spiritual powers were forcefully poured into Luo Ning's hands.

Everyone was thinking about how Luo Ning would deal with this sword, and they were thinking about how Luo Ning would use his sword technique to defuse it.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Luo Ning just made a chopping action.

He picked up the firewood knife, not like a sword trick, but more like a quiet chopping wood by the back mountain as if no one was around.

Luo Wuwu was standing beside Luo Ning, and Luo Ning naturally wanted her to take out the sword technique that she hadn't finished reading and read it to Luo Ning.

What a fast knife!

Before the first sword of the Plum Blossom Three Styles fell, Luo Ning's chai knife had already fallen.

This knife is not a sword, it's like a real chopping wood!

Between the lightning and flint, a crisp sound of gold and iron interlaced sounded in the field.

Zhou Qingtian felt a pain in the tiger's mouth holding the sword, and the sword in his hand was immediately out of his control.

What he didn't expect was that Luo Ning's chai knife seemed to easily distinguish his sword among the many sword flowers.

With Luo Ning's current strength, the power of the Initial Micro Realm Quadruple, coupled with the black stone, gave him a unique spiritual power operation and an incomparably strong sword fetus.

Even if Zhou Qingtian didn't consume those spiritual powers, he was not Luo Ning's opponent!

The latter snorted, and blood spilled from the corner of Zhou Qingtian's mouth.

There was also an incredible look in the corner of Zhou Qingtian's eyes, he was defeated with one sword!

What I use is the mastery of the fourth mountain gate - the plum blossom three styles!

There was a look of unwillingness in his eyes.

This young man with a firewood knife only made one move from beginning to end.

To be precise, it's a knife.

One move and you're defeated!

The crowd erupted in a thunderous cheer from somewhere.

These are the disciples of the First Heavy Mountain Gate.

"I told you you don't deserve my sword. ”

Luo Ning said coldly, "So, get out!"

Zhou Qingtian's cheeks began to become extremely hot.

"You, you, you......"

After saying three words in a row, Zhou Qingtian was speechless.

"Let's go!"

Almost squeezed out these three words from between his teeth, and in the sighs of everyone, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and he turned around and walked away with the disciples of the Fourth Mountain Gate that he had brought.

Luo Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and without anyone noticing, he put his somewhat trembling hand into his sleeve.

defeated Zhou Qingtian with one sword, and he was not so easy.

He stretched out his hand and took Luo Wuwu's little hand, and said softly, "Let's go, go home for dinner." ”

As if there was no one around, Luo Ning glanced at his senior brother Yang Mubai again and nodded.

His eyes were full of gratitude.

Luo Ning didn't care what these people around him thought of him, he just wanted to be himself.

But what he didn't notice was that the eyes of these disciples around him were already a little kind.

Luo Ning just broke the plum blossom three styles with one sword, which also hit the face of the fourth mountain gate hard.

It is undoubtedly to make their first mountain gate raise their eyebrows.

Some people even have a little affection for this seemingly inexplicable teenager, and the scene is suddenly quiet.

Being stared at by these people, Luo Wuwu's eyes were obviously a little unnatural, and there was an abnormal flush on his sallow face.

A disciple stepped forward, only a foot away from Luo Ning, who stared at Luo Ning for a few breaths, but no one spoke.

Luo Ning remembered him, when the elder asked him to go to the back mountain to chop wood, this disciple was still snickering.

He patted Luo Ning lightly on the shoulder and said softly, "Good fight." Then he turned and left.

Luo Ning was stunned for a moment, and then more disciples stepped forward, patted Luo Ning lightly on the shoulder, and then turned to leave.

The last one was Senior Brother Yang Mubai, he was extremely serious about his work, he looked at the refined silver sword that Luo Ning was carrying at random behind his back, and frowned.

He said, "You should have a scabbard." ”

Luo Ning Zhengse replied, "Yes. ”

Wang Liang walked out of the room pacing, and he couldn't see any expression on his wrinkled face.

He reached for a scabbard from the storage bag.

"This is the scabbard of my sword when I was young, and I don't know if it's appropriate. ”

He handed the scabbard to Luo Ning casually, turned around and left leisurely. And without saying a word of nonsense.

A faint voice came from Wang Liang's distant figure, "You don't have to chop wood tomorrow, just practice swords with other senior brothers." ”

Luo Ning thought for a while and shouted towards Wang Liang's back, "Disciple, let's go chop wood." ”

Wang Liang's last voice came from afar, "Then it's up to you ......."

Luo Ning lowered his head and inserted the refined silver sword into the scabbard, but it turned out to be exactly the same, and he carried the sword right on his back.

Yang Mubai looked at Luo Ning, who was a lot neater, and praised, "That's good." ”

Everything was in a word, and Luo Ning naturally vaguely felt that after he had just come out for the first mountain gate, these disciples who originally thought he was dragging oil bottles had gradually accepted him.

"Would you like to have dinner together in the evening?"

"No, I'll go back and eat with the fog. ”

"What to eat?"

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes. ”

Luo Ning turned his head to look at Luo Wuwu, who still didn't dare to look up, and continued.

"Put two eggs today too. ”

Yang Mubai nodded, "Very good." ”