On this land covered with frost and silver.

The man walked calmly.

The footprints behind him stretched out, like a long snake that grew infinitely on the wasteland.

Then the serpent stopped growing.

Because the man who made the long snake grow saw Luo Ning.

Luo Ning was also looking at him.

Although the distance between the two people was very far away, there was still a natural hostility flowing in the eyes of the two people.

Luo Ning's eyes were actually not hostile, he was mostly calm, and if he had to say it, it was vigilance.

His hand pressed on the wood knife and then put it down.

......

The man walked closer, and Luo Ning finally saw his face.

He has a little freckles on his face, perhaps because he has lived in southern Xinjiang for a long time, and the clothes on his body are standard southern Xinjiang clothes.

But it is different from the swordsman who was killed by Yin Ziqing that day.

——

This person has spiritual power fluctuations in his body.

In other words, he is a practitioner.

He looked at Luo Ning and said seriously, "Are you his servant?"

Luo Ning nodded.

The man then said, "My name is Sun Hong, and I was sent by the princess of Nanjun to kill him. ”

Yin Ziqing didn't speak, thinking that Luo Ning would still let himself meet the enemy, he opened his mouth, and then reached out to hold the sword at his waist, ready to take out the sword.

Luo Ning reached out and pressed his hand.

"Let me do it. ”

The young man said steadily, and the color between his eyebrows and eyes was not shaken by Sun Hong's words.

......

Sun Hong looked at Luo Ning and said, "So, are you planning to use a sword, or are you planning to use a sword?"

Luo Ning felt the breath of the first micro realm on his body, frowned slightly, and said seriously, "I'm going to make a move." ”

......

To deal with this kind of enemy, Luo Ning's current strength really doesn't need a chai knife, let alone a sword.

Sun Hong looked at Luo Ning with a straight face, and then pulled out the knife in his hand.

The people in their southern Xinjiang rarely use swords, and there is no saying that there are three major sects in the Central Plains, so the knife in Sun Hong's hand is an extremely fast knife.

Luo Ning turned around.

Sun Hong raised his knife and slashed.

Luo Ning waved his hand lightly.

He easily saw the flaw in Sun Hong's knife, and with a wave of his hand, he broke his knife technique.

The time for a breath has not yet come.

The knife in Sun Hong's hand fell to the ground.

His eyes darkened, and he vomited blood and walked away.

Luo Ning stretched out his hand and dragged Yin Ziqing, and he said casually, "Let's go, go on the road." ”

......

Sun Hong knelt on the ground, his strength realm was not high, but being defeated by Luo Ning like this was also a great impact on his Dao heart.

Blood was spilling from his lips, and his eyes were slightly dilated.

He looked at Luo Ning's back and suddenly shouted, "You can't take him all the way to kill like this." ”

Luo Ning looked up at the frost flowers in front of him that had slowly faded in the rising sun, and the road to Nanjun was still in front of him.

It's just that the road seems to be a lot rougher.

He turned around and looked at Sun Hong seriously, and he said very seriously, "Actually, I can keep killing." ”

......

......

The master and apprentice set off again, but today's Luo Ning was no longer as casual as before, he rode on the horse and didn't go to see Yin Ziqing practicing sword raising.

One of his hands was on the cold handle of the knife, and his eyes were slightly closed.

So at noon today, against the backdrop of the smoke coming from somewhere in the distance, in front of this vast world.

There was a person who stood calmly in the middle of the road.

He also had a knife in his hand.

He looked at Luo Ning very seriously, and then looked at Yin Ziqing.

He said, "My name is Zhou Qing. ”

Luo Ning did not move on his horse, and even the speed of the cart and horse did not slow down because of this.

Luo Ning's eyes were still slightly narrowed, as if he didn't see the slash that was coming at him.

Zhou Qing's knife somehow broke, and then he sat on the ground and looked at Luo Ning with an incredible gaze.

Luo Ning ignored him, and the sound of horses' hooves faded away.

The sun shines over the wasteland.

The two walked I don't know how far.

So a man appeared in front again.

He looked at Luo Ning and said, "My name is Zheng Huang. ”

Luo Ning's eyes opened, but he still didn't draw his sword, nor did he draw it.

......

Zheng Huang was also defeated.

The two moved on.

......

Next are Wang Cheng, Ma Lan, Wang Zi, Liu Lu......

Luo Ning was only on the horse, but his movement had changed, his eyes were open, and he used his spiritual power.

Until the seven people had been defeated, Luo Ning had to use his hands to meet the enemy.

Yin Ziqing looked at Luo Ning's back, and his eyes fell on the firewood knife on Luo Ning's waist and the long sword on Luo Ning's back.

From beginning to end, Luo Ning did not draw his sword or draw his sword.

That is to say, at present, the strength realm of these enemies is not yet Luo Ning's turn to use weapons.

The yellow horse's feet stumbled somehow, and then he walked a little bumpy, like some lame girl.

Luo Ning looked at the sunset that was about to set again.

He knew that there might be a lot of people waiting for him ahead.

But they were not the ones who were waiting.

He secretly felt a great threat to him from someone's breath on the long road.

But these people who are looking for themselves at the moment are simply a bunch of rubbish.

Luo Ning had a vague premonition that in the depths of the wasteland, there was still a person who did not make a move, but he seemed to be under his peeping, and he seemed to be extremely passive.

But he was still not nervous, nor was he afraid.

It's nighttime.

Luo Ning and Yin Ziqing ate dried meat, drank a few more sips of water, and Yin Ziqing went to practice swords.

Luo Ning didn't sleep today.

Night covered the wasteland, and a faint layer of frost began to freeze on the ground.

Another man came with the frost.

He was slender and also used a knife.

Luo Ning sat on the mat and frowned at the sight of this man.

"I'm not waiting for you," he said. ”

The man heard what Luo Ning said, and then suddenly laughed.

"Our princess is very interested in you. ”

Luo Ning replied calmly, "But I'm not interested in her. ”

The man looked into Luo Ning's eyes and said, "Your inference should be correct, because these people are not the only ones who intercepted you. ”

"I'm waiting for the strongest one. ”

The man suddenly laughed and said, "Only if you win against me, you can continue to walk, otherwise you will die here, not only you, but this stupid boy who came with you will also die." ”

Luo Ning replied calmly again, "I came with him, I am his servant." ”

The man laughed again, "Then this servant, can't you deal with me as casually as you did with those people before?"

A faint moonlight shone on Luo Ning's face, and his right hand moved slightly, and there was a slight crisp sound between the joints.

He could feel that the person in front of him was already the strength of the Ninefold Spirit Realm.

So Luo Ning said seriously, "Be more serious." ”

He didn't go with his bare hands anymore.

......

There was a crisp sound of gold and iron rubbing.

Luo Ning stood still and did not move.

The man took a few steps back at the sound, and there was some solemnity in his eyes.

Luo Ning held a firewood knife in his hand.

The firewood knife is as white as the winter snow of Sanjiu under the reflection of this moonlight.

......

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