Without any hesitation, Luo Ning's shot was Yi Shui Sword Intent.

Because in the face of such an opponent, he didn't dare to keep his hand at all.

But no matter how talented he is, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the opponent of this demon general, because after all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

The drizzle on the street was still dripping, and it was not affected in any way by the sword intent that rose into the sky in the house.

There was no impact on the palm wind at the other end, the drizzle was still falling, dripping and dashing.

The streets were closed, and the bowl of noodles with soup finally fell.

Without a single bit of soup poured on Zhuang Wuji's body, the bowl shattered in the moment when the two forces staggered, and then turned into countless pieces and fell to the ground.

Luo Ning stood up, and the Lechuan Sword in his hand carried the sword intent of Yi Shui, which was mighty and mighty, just like a long river.

Li Fengliang was right, Luo Ning's sword was very hard.

Although there is no direct relationship between the swordsmanship of a person who learns a sword and the quality of the sword, there is a relationship in fact.

Luo Ning held the sword, and this old man was a fleshy palm, which gave him an advantage in weapons.

Because of the power of Yi Shui's sword intent and Luo Ning's improved strength in the past few days, the power of Luo Ning's sword is probably difficult to stop even in the Guanting Realm.

But he was met by a demon general.

He had learned the methods of the Night Demon and knew that the old man would not look so easy to mess with.

Zhuang Wuxian took a few steps back, and extremely thin blood streaks appeared on his palm.

The sharpness of this Lechuan Sword was really beyond his imagination, but after all, he was the strength of the Nine Folds of the Guanting Realm, although Luo Ning gave him the greatest suppression with extremely short moves in a very short period of time.

But after all, the realm strength between the two is too different after all.

Luo Ning's body retreated in embarrassment, and the Lechuan Sword swung out a series of sword intent in front of him, and Zhuang Wuxian demonic qi was at the beginning.

The eaves on top of the noodle shop were splashed with rainwater, but at this time, steam rose and steam rose.

The temperature of the whole room seemed to become extremely high in an instant.

Luo Ning's body flew upside down again, this time slamming into the iron wall behind him.

He scolded angrily, stood up with the Lechuan sword, he reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then reached out and suddenly grabbed the wood knife on his waist.

The wood knife is unsheathed.

The swords were raised at the same time, Luo Ning shouted angrily, and his spiritual power skyrocketed. Ignoring the suppression of the demonic energy in the palm of his hand, he attacked the demon general again.

This time his purpose is obvious, he is not trying to kill the Demon General, or defeat the Demon General.

He's going to run away.

The only exit was at that gate.

But the old man's body stood there like a closed door.

The firewood knife in Luo Ning's hand was collapsed by this demonic qi more than three feet high, and the left hand holding the knife began to tremble uncontrollably.

A passer-by came to the door of the noodle shop with an umbrella and a drizzle of rain and shouted into the house, "Old Zhuangtou, come to a bowl of Yangchun noodles." ”

Zhuang Wuxian frowned slightly, looked at the door, it was an old customer who always came to his store to eat noodles, Zhuang Wuxian said coldly, "I won't buy it today." ”

The man frowned and looked at the mess in the room, "I said, what's the matter with you, why are you fighting so badly?"

Zhuang Wuxian glanced at Luo Ning, who was lying on the ground, and said coldly, "An offspring eats noodles and doesn't give money, I will educate him." ”

The man shrunk his neck, "Then you go on, go on, ......"

Zhuang Wuxian glanced at Luo Ning who was lying on the ground, and his demonic aura suddenly rose.

Luo Ning smiled bitterly, and could only raise his sword to meet him again, but this time the sword and the demonic qi had not collided, and his body flew out upside down.

Luo Ning smiled helplessly, "If I give money now, won't I fight?"

Zhuang Wuxian said coldly, "I must take revenge." ”

Luo Ning shouted, "Then you go find Yi Shuihan!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhuang Wuxian's mouth, "I can't beat him, and I can't find him, so I can only bully you." ”

......

......

Mawei Pass was originally a dangerous pass, and many of its residents lived before it became a stronghold for soldiers.

After Li Fengliang came, he was in Anmin, so the previous glory had been faintly restored here.

At this time, on a street three streets away from this noodle shop, there was a person who was calmly eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles in another noodle restaurant, and the noodles were very hot, so he was very careful in eating, but he was in a hurry.

It seems that he is waiting to finish his noodles and do something very important.

He looked at the autumn rain outside, his eyes were slightly dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

......

......

There was no movement on the long street, but the scene of steaming above the noodle shop was magical, but fortunately no one paid attention.

At the same time, Luo Ning's body had been forced into a corner of the room.

He looked at the demon general, his eyes were full of anger, and he began to wonder why he didn't just go out.

He remembered Li Fengliang, but after thinking about it, he didn't know how to come over to save himself there?

And Li Fengliang's strength is not as good as his own, what's the use of him coming?

Luo Ning scolded her mother a few times in a row, looking at the noodles that had fallen to the ground and had become paste, thinking of countermeasures.

Then a figure appeared at the door, and a man pushed open the door of the noodle shop.

Zhuang Wuxian shouted, "It's not for sale today." ”

Who knew that the man walked in with a sword, looked at Zhuang Wuxian and said, "I want a bowl of Yangchun noodles, eat it and leave." ”

Zhuang Wuxian was furious, "Today, even if the general general comes, he won't sell it." ”

The man pulled out the sword in his hand, looked at Zhuang Wuxian and smiled slightly, "Look at who I am." ”

Luo Ning looked up and saw Li Fengliang's face, and for a moment all his despair just now turned into excitement at this moment.

But the excitement was only temporary, he thought of Li Fengliang's strength realm, and said in his heart that he could not be the opponent of this demon general, he shouted, "You go and transfer troops, I will support you here for a while." ”

Li Fengliang looked at him and said coldly, "The Demon Sect's current status with the emperor is that of the Divine Sect, if I transfer troops, I don't know how much trouble it will cause." ”

The old man frowned slightly and shouted, "I don't want my identity as a demon general a long time ago, I just want to kill this kid to take revenge." ”

Li Fengliang looked at Luo Ning, and then at the old man, with mockery in his voice.

"Then if I don't let you kill you, what should I do?"

Zhuang Wuxian said coldly, "That's only offended!"

He waved his palm, and then an incomparably cold demonic aura enveloped Li Fengliang's body in the room with a faint rain and damp breath.

He wanted to use the power of this palm to knock Li Fengliang out of the door.

But what he didn't expect was that Li Fengliang stood at the door without retreating.

The sword in his hand rose with an aura that was exactly the same as the sword intent in Luo Ning's hand.

Luo Ning felt the breath on his body and was shocked.

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

"You're in court?"