Everyone waited silently.

Except for these major clans, the rest of the people did not make a move.

Some people looked at the cultivators in the sky who had been slashed by that sword intent, and their eyes were deep.

Jian Yuan's sword intent is here, so it means that it is impossible for them to watch Luo Ning die like this.

For a while, no one dared to move again.

The black clouds in the sky were still gathering dust, then rolling, and finally exploding like a pot of boiling water.

In the eyes of all.

The Demon King finally made a move.

He had the order of the Demon Lord, and although he was afraid of the sword intent in the sky, he still made a move.

The cloud drifting from the north did not move.

Februaryhua held a gun and quietly watched the movement in the field.

He knew that the cloud came from the North Sea, and it was the only person present who could make him jealous except for the Demon King.

Februaryhua turned her head, no longer looking at the cloud in the North Sea, and pretending to ignore the sword intent in it.

I'm going to kill Luo Ning today!

The entire Central Plains was a sensation.

......

......

Ronin's horse had already stepped out of the gate.

He knew that he had been shrouded in a black cloud at this time.

But he didn't look up.

Because he knew that it was useless for him to look at it.

Because of that level of people, he can't cope with it at the moment.

He clamped the horse's belly, shook the reins in his hand fiercely, and then the horse screamed violently and ran straight out.

The cultivator who was hiding among the people finally made a move.

One after another, the spiritual power above the Dao Consciousness Spirit Realm surged up, and then it turned into a fierce attack.

Before the door closed, the wind suddenly rose, and then rolled up a lot of dust in front of the door.

Li Fengliang squinted slightly, and then the sword in his hand was slightly unsheathed by half an inch.

He's made it clear.

As long as Luo Ning can't resist it, he will choose to make a move as soon as possible, even if it is to expose his knowledge of sword abysmanship, he will still choose to make a move.

All the soldiers present did not react.

They grew up on the border of the pass, and the people who dealt with them were all barbarians, when had they ever seen a cultivator make a move?

That small group of Demon Sect teams finally arrived at this moment.

They were all red-eyed, and they were already reckless of the consequences and costs, and the highest order they had received now was to kill Luo Ning.

Luo Ning's yellow horse was extremely fast, he listened to the sound of breaking the sky from behind, and then reached out and pulled out the Lethe Sword from behind his back.

However, before he could turn around, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above Luo Ning.

Luo Ning looked up—

There was some jealousy in his eyes, because he was familiar with this black cloud. When the night demon was on the top of the green mountain, it was accompanied by such a demon cloud.

Now there is another magic cloud.

So he knew that this person would not be simple.

So he also held the wood knife in his left hand.

The moment those fierce attacks were shrouded in this demonic cloud, there was no trace of them again.

Li Fenglian's half-inch sword was still exposed outside.

His face was extremely calm, but his eyes were unusually heavy.

He seemed to realize who was coming.

......

The sword intent in the sea of clouds in the north was quietly watching.

The gun on the hill behind didn't move.

So the black cloud collided with that sword intent.

An extremely terrifying aura flowed out from the black cloud and sword aura.

Luo Ning rode on the horse, and his eyes were dazzled with shock, and he almost fell down.

But that sword intent didn't resist the surging demonic qi after all.

That sword was in the sword abyss, and it was too far away.

As a result, that demon cloud finally broke through this sword intent that all cultivators feared, and then fell on Luo Ning's head.

Luo Ning looked at the black cloud lightly and ignored it.

So he drew his sword and slew.

......

But how can a sword cut through a black cloud?

Luo Ning's Yishui sword intent fell short in an instant.

Then those cultivators watched Luo Ning draw his sword, and in just an instant, they all seemed to go crazy.

"It's really easy water sword intent. ”

"The mountain lord of the Thirteen Mountains. ”

"Can't let him out of Ma Wei Pass!"

......

Luo Ning frowned and looked at the black cloud.

Then listen to the shouts behind your back.

The yellow horse also seemed to realize something, and it felt the emotions of the new owner on its back, and the hooves under its feet were a little faster.

But no matter how fast it was, it couldn't be faster than that black cloud.

——

The black clouds arrived.

Luo Ning knew that he couldn't hit it, so he put away his sword and stopped looking at it, he silently calculated the time he would take to run from here to Luoshui after jumping off the horse.

But he was not allowed to calculate.

The black clouds did not fall.

In front of Ma Weiguan, which was originally quiet, an incomparably domineering spiritual power suddenly rose.

Spanning hundreds of miles, it ruthlessly intercepted all the roads on all sides of Ma Wei Pass.

From the crowd, a fortune teller squeezed out.

He looked at the leading soldier and asked tremblingly, "Is it a hexagram?"

The soldier shouted, "Old man, there is a war here, there is a fortune telling, you go to the city." ”

The fortune teller ignored him.

Turning to ask another sergeant.

......

The magic cloud in the sky could not move any further.

Because it hits an obstacle.

The aura that spread in the air was not sword intent, not sword intent, nor spear intent.

In the midst of that, there is the breath of fate.

It seems to be providence.

It didn't know that there was a fortune teller in the city.

......

The sword intent in the north was hidden in the cumulus clouds, but at this time, with the appearance of this providence, the clouds were showing some signs of breaking open.

The knife is horizontal, and it seems to be about to be unsheathed.

But after a while, there was no movement.

So the sword intent retreated.

The demon cloud in the air hit a wall, and then it seemed to feel something, it looked at the incomparably terrifying aura, it seemed to roar, and then it retreated.

The demon king, who was extremely arrogant just now, is gone.

No one knew that he was the number one demon king, but judging from the fact that he could break through this sword intent, he wouldn't be simple.

The countless cultivators on that ground seemed to be facing an invisible wall at this time.

It was difficult for them to move forward half a step, as if they were facing the most powerful storm in the world.

Luo Ning rode his horse in the midst of this storm and disappeared from everyone's sight.

No one knows what's going on, and no one knows where this heaven-sent power comes from.

But they knew, the teenager was gone.

After entering southern Xinjiang, no one may be looking for him again.

So when will he be back?

No one knows either.

What is he going to do in southern Xinjiang?

No one knows either.

The powerful sword intent in the air was slightly constricted, as if it was paying homage to something.

......

In the house.

Old Madam Li's face suddenly became a little ugly, and a tea bowl in her hand almost fell to the ground.

......

Before closing.

Li Fengliang's half-cut sword slowly retracted.

......

Back on the hill.

Februaryhua looked at the two major forces in the sky that had retreated lightly, and she already knew in her heart that the demon king had been injured a lot in that moment.

He turned to look at Fang Bubu and the others, and said lightly, "Let's go, go back." ”

The elder's face was like ashes, and he had no more words.

......

An officer and soldier didn't know what was going on, and was still muttering and scolding, "It was fine just now, why did the wind get up?"

Li Fengliang looked at the people from the Demon Sect and said helplessly, "You guys are too late, he has already left." ”

Those few people from the Demon Sect felt the terrifying aura in front of them, looked at Li Fengliang again, stomped their feet and sighed fiercely, and then turned back.

As soon as they turned their heads, they saw an old fortune teller.

"How many, is it a hexagram?"