Drinking a pot of old rice wine that was still warm, pinning the wine gourd to his waist, wrapping his sheepskin jacket, and clenching his hands, Ning Chengtian walked towards the snow in front of him.

Ning Yingtian found out a lot of things, and even went to the edge of the cold for thousands of miles. He knew that the Yin Yang Gate had been dispatched, and the target was the Nine Families in the Central Domain, but he did not rush back to Wind and Snow City.

Speaking of which, Ning Chengtian, a character who has been "dead" for thousands of years, had a heart of revenge at the beginning, but after seeing Wang Shi, this thought faded. In his opinion, he is already an "outsider" in this world, and what is happening now should be borne by the people who are alive now.

Of course, Ning Chengtian didn't rush back to Wind and Snow City as soon as possible and didn't deliver the news, mainly to wait for someone, or that the other party was waiting for him.

His feet were so deep in the snow that it was hard for an old man to move. What's more, the wind rushed down obliquely, almost breaking the trees, not to mention the old man who didn't have roots.

Ning Chengtian squinted his eyes and looked ahead, and a vague figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

The Qianzhu has been waiting for Ning Chengtian for a long time.

The order given to him by Lord Kun was to kill Ning Chengtian, and he was very strange about this task, because it was extremely easy for him to kill Ning Chengtian. But he can't refuse, he can't ask questions, he can only carry it out.

The wind whistled wildly, ignoring everything, intent on burying everything beneath it with the snow.

"I've been waiting for a long time. The voice of the master was shattered by the wind, and it became a little sporadic when it fell into the ears.

Ning Zhitian stood up straight, stretched out his neck shrunk in his sheepskin jacket, and stretched out his hands, he looked at the master and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"I don't understand, why are you dressed up like this, and why do you drink this kind of wine? Is it just a hobby, or is it to commemorate something?" What the Qianzhu really didn't understand was actually what was special about Ning Chengtian that was worthy of his killing.

People in this world always think that if they imitate the appearance of others, they can be put on the same level as others. Seeing that the rich man wore Ayaluo, he also went to buy a foot of Ayara and draped it over his shoulders, and he thought that he was a rich man like this, but he didn't know that the rich man changed Ayara three times a day.

How much strength can a cultivator improve and how strong he is by wearing a torn sheepskin jacket, drinking two sips of rice wine, and pretending to see through everything?

The real strong are not at the same level as ordinary people at all. What ordinary people see and imagine is not the key to becoming a strong man.

Ning Chengtian laughed a few times and said, "I'm just looking for what it's like to be alive." How can someone like you who isn't a 'human' know?"

Regarding the plan of the Yin-Yang Gate, Ning Chengtian had already figured out a few points, so he would say this.

The Qianzhu looked at Ning Chengtian, still unable to understand the meaning of what the other party had done, but these were not very important, he only needed to raise the Moshang Sword in his hand.

There are some questions that don't need to be answered, and the Qianzhu only needs to kill Ning Yingtian.

Ning Yingtian also touched the hot Xuelu Sword, and his eyes suddenly sharpened!

In this battle, no matter how you look at it, Ning Zhitian does not have an advantage. Imprisoned for a thousand years, in such a short period of time, he simply did not recover to the strength he had at his peak. Even if he recovers to the peak of the year, it is only the peak of the Earth Immortal Realm, and he is still a line away from the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and the victory is not big.

At the beginning, the master was forced to expose his strength, but he immediately fled away, to prevent the strength of the Yin and Yang Gate from being exposed prematurely, and also to prevent the sudden attack of the young master and the departure master.

Fighting again like this, the master has at least ninety percent certainty of killing Ning Yingtian!

Wind and frost stained his sideburns, Ning Yingtian's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a step forward, and quickly pulled out the Xuelu Sword in his hand, and the snow under his feet also rose.

A pitch-black line suddenly appeared, and the Qianzhu also drew his ink sword.

An extra line suddenly appeared on the snow, connecting the cadre master and Ning Yingtian. The two swords, one black and one white, immediately intertwined.

There was only the dull sound of cold weapons crashing, not even a string of sparks. Perhaps because it was too cold, Mars was snuffed out as soon as it appeared.

Ning Yingtian was as light as a flying Hong, sliding a distance on the snow, with a slight touch of his toes, his body suddenly jumped up, rushing towards the only black in the world, and the speed was extremely fast.

Lonely snow!

A snowflake swirls and falls, with the power to bury the heavenly fairyland. But it was accurately divided into six points by the ink line and dissipated.

The master silently drew his sword, as if sketching a complex painting with a slender brush.

The wind whistled between the two, and they didn't care how the two men fought, perhaps in their eyes, they were no different from stones. In fact, from the perspective of others, they will also think that this is just a grudge between the rivers and lakes of the mortal world, not a battle between cultivators.

There is no collision of spiritual pressure, no confrontation of spiritual power, not to mention the overflow of immortal power, Ning Chengtian and the Qianzhu are like holding cold weapons in the most primitive battle.

Only those of their rank will be able to understand this battle.

All the strength of the two of them is condensed in the sword in their hands, and as long as there is the slightest deviation, someone will be wiped out. Compared with a large-scale battle of attrition of immortal power, such a battle is undoubtedly faster and more direct. It only takes a split second to kill.

Bite!

The Xuelu Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and when it reached Ning Chengtian's hand, countless cracks appeared on his palm, like a piece of porcelain that was about to break.

The huge gap in the realm is really difficult to make up.

"Splash painting!"

The ink line drawn by the ink sword suddenly shrank into a ball, and suddenly bloomed, sealing all the space and firmly covering Ning Chengtian's body.

"Listen to the snow!"

All the sounds between heaven and earth were suddenly evacuated, and only countless snow was falling, softly touching the ground, making extremely small sounds.

Black and white collide, swallowing everything in it, and it seems silent.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a roar rang out through the heavens and the earth.

All the snow rolls upside down, and it is colorless for thousands of miles. It was as if a hole had been carved out of the sky, and the earth opposite it had been hollowed out, forming a huge depression.

Airplanes!

The violent impact then spread, flattening everything in its path, and nothing could resist it.

Standing on the edge of the depression of the earth, the Qianzhu looked at the opposite side, and whispered to himself: "Ning Zhitian, it is nothing more than that." "It was only a matter of moments, and the winner was decided.

On the other side, Ning Yingtian's hair was lying in a pool of blood, his body was full of holes, and he had already entered death.

After killing Ning Yingtian, the Qianzhu looked up at the sky and prepared to leave.

However, Ning Yingtian stood up with difficulty, raised the blood-stained Xuelu Sword again, and aimed it at the Qianzhu from afar.

"This mountain of mine was not erected by people like you, you can't step over it. ”

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Dafeng Ge rode a crane with a talent, and he didn't know how long he had been walking on the vast sea. If it weren't for the crane being the real crane, I was afraid that I would be exhausted to death by these two people.

Youcai looked down at the sea that was rolling up the angry waves, sighed twice, and said, "Young master, the wind and waves are so strong, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch a fish." I don't have any seafood to eat today. Young master, when will we be able to land, I don't have enough stock here. ”

Dafeng Ge half-squinted, as if he was napping, and said in a humming voice, "It's almost there." "Such a long and aimless journey is really sleepy.

"You say that all the time, and you're not getting anywhere. As he spoke, he carefully took out the roast chicken wrapped in oiled paper in his arms and ate it secretly.

Dafeng Ge sniffed lightly, and said weakly: "Leave me two chicken legs." ”

"Oh, but now there's only one left, why don't you give you two chicken feet as compensation?" Talented quickly ate one chicken leg and reluctantly handed over the other.

Dafeng Ge surprisingly didn't scold, but took the chicken leg and ate it by himself.

The talented man rolled his eyes and asked, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine. ”

"Does the young master have anything on his mind? Although I may not understand what you say to me, it is better to say it than not to say it. ”

Gale Song sneered and said, "You still know you don't understand." After laughing, he couldn't help but be silent for a moment, and then said, "The Yin-Yang Gate has already started the so-called 'Apocalypse' plan. The current Nine Families may not be able to hold it anymore. It will be the turn of the three sects next, and they are afraid that they only have three days to prepare, and if they can resist, they can only carry it for one day at most. Everything is too fast, and even if we were prepared, we would have to rush to the battle now, and there was almost no chance of victory. ”

From the moment Dafeng Ge was ready to open his shop all over the world, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the Yin-Yang Gate, but he still underestimated the power of the Yin-Yang Gate.

If it weren't for the appearance of the play, which revealed enough news, Dafeng Ge might have realized it even later. At that time, Zen Buddhism will not appear to confirm the Ning family's statement. I'm afraid that the major forces now don't even have the slightest chance to resist.

According to the original plan of the Yin-Yang Gate, it only takes one day to complete the slaughter of all the big forces in the Central Domain.

However, the current situation is not much better.

Gale Song looked at the vast sea in the distance, his eyes became solemn, and he said to himself, "If we can find the legendary island, we may be able to hold on for a while." Otherwise, there is no way for the play to succeed. All this still depends on fate. ”

Talented only cared about nibbling on the roast chicken in her hand, and didn't understand half of Dafeng Ge's words, she muttered in a low voice: "What is lifeless, how can the roast chicken in your hand be important? Young master, you are so stupid, if you don't eat roast chicken, can you care about it so much? ”