Ning Xiaochuan felt the blood qi in his body rolling, and his internal organs were all in pain from the impact of Xuan Qi.

Ye Chenglong's cultivation was much stronger than him, a level higher, and his speed was extremely fast, and he came to Ning Xiaochuan's body in an instant, and slashed down at the top of his head with a sword.

Ning Xiaochuan didn't dare to touch him, and his body rolled out to the left.

"Bang!"

The Xuanqi Sword slashed to the ground, breaking through the half-meter-thick stone slab, leaving a six-meter-long stone trough with rubble everywhere.

Ning Xiaochuan ran quickly, thinking hard about countermeasures.

This Ye Chenglong has been immersed in the ninth level of Xuan Qi for more than ten years, and he is definitely the peak cultivation of the ninth level of Xuan Qi, the Xuan Qi is thick and heavy, and the speed is as fast as lightning, and he is a great enemy that Ning Xiaochuan has never encountered.

Ye Chenglong once again condensed the Xuanqi Sword and caught up again.

Ning Xiaochuan's heart was anxious, and he felt a chill in his neck, as if a sword would slash his head out from behind at any time.

Hurry! Hurry!

"There's no escape. ”

Ye Chenglong sneered, kicked the soles of his feet on the ground, and flew up like a big bird, wanting to fly over Ning Xiaochuan's head and intercept his way.

Ning Xiaochuan was waiting for this opportunity.

Ning Xiaochuan stopped, and eight martial arts Xuan Qi were shuttled between the palms of one hand, condensing into a Xuan Qi sword, and a sword slashed towards Ye Chenglong above.

Ye Chenglong soared in mid-air, unable to dodge at all, and could only be hard-connected.

But he was not afraid at all, and laughed: "I said a long time ago that your Xuanqi Sword is powerless in my opinion. ”

With a wave of his arm, the Xuanqi Sword in his hand also slashed out.

"Bang!"

The two Xuanqi swords were both shattered.

However, Ye Chenglong's face instantly became ugly.

Because he saw the second Xuanqi sword flying towards him.

"Xuangang Protector!"

Ye Chenglong hurriedly mobilized the Xuan Qi of his whole body, turned into a huge Xuan balloon to protect his body, and his body fell to the ground violently, as long as it fell to the ground, he was 100% sure that he would kill Ning Xiaochuan.

But Ning Xiaochuan naturally wouldn't give him this opportunity.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three Xuanqi swords slashed out in a row, breaking through Ye Chenglong's protective body Xuangang.

A sword qi cut off Ye Chenglong's right hand and arm, and a hot blood spring rushed out of his shoulder.

This qiē just now happened between the lightning and flint, Ye Chenglong jumped up, and then fell to the ground, in such a short period of time, Ning Xiaochuan slashed out three swords in a row, and finally cut off Ye Chenglong's arm.

Ye Chenglong fell to the ground, and hurriedly used Xuan Qi to stop the blood on his shoulder, his hatred for Ning Xiaochuan had reached the extreme, "You actually cut off my arm, today, you have to die." ”

Ning Xiaochuan's mouth was panting, and the Xuan Qi in his body was consumed a lot, but the battle intent on his body was unprecedentedly strong, and he shouted: "Come on! Let's see if you die or I die today." ”

"And me. Murong Wushuang rushed over and stood in the other direction of Ye Chenglong.

Although Ye Chenglong broke his arm, after all, it was the ninth level of Xuanqi's cultivation, and it was still not to be underestimated.

The three of them shot at the same time, and they fought together in the small garden, the figures flew over, the Xuan Qi surged, and the sand and rocks were scattered.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In the end, Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang both flew upside down, with blood on the corners of their mouths and a bloody palm print on their chests.

Ye Chenglong stood on the ground with his hair scattered, his body was full of injuries, covered in blood, hideous like a ghost, staring at Ning Xiaochuan deadly, "Ning is sick, you give me death!"

Ye Chenglong once again condensed a Xuan Qi sword, and his body was surrounded by Xuan

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The qi was surging violently, turning into a tornado.

Ning Xiaochuan stood up, knelt on one knee, touched his fingers into his arms, took out a black dragon scale, wrapped his palm with Xuan Qi, and knocked the evil dragon scales out.

"Poof!"

The dragon scale pierced Ye Chenglong's heart.

The black evil dragon poison directly invaded his martial arts heart palace and merged into his blood.

Ye Chenglong's whole body was motionless, he twitched violently, and fell heavily to the ground.

The dragon scales pierce the heart, and death is assured.

Ning Xiaochuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, coughed up another mouthful of blood in his mouth, and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover his Xuan Qi.

About an hour later, Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang's injuries had recovered.

"Thanks to you this time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get rid of them all today. Ning Xiaochuan's face was full of gratitude, and at the same time, he said cautiously: "I can cultivate the Martial Dao Xuanqi, you must not tell others, this matter...... The relationship is very heavy. ”

Murong Wushuang knew that Ning Xiaochuan's identity was very unusual, and this matter must be extraordinary, so he nodded cautiously.

Ning Xiaochuan took out a small jade bottle, handed it to Murong Wushuang, and said, "There are ten drops of heart nourishing liquid in it, you can use it! It will be of great help to your martial arts cultivation." ”

Murong Wushuang took this jade bottle, his face showed joy, and said, "Brother Chuan, you won't be a heart cultivator, right?"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "It's just a junior heart cultivator." ”

Murong Wushuang looked reverent and envious, took the jade bottle into his arms, and said with a smile: "The heart cultivators are all rich people, so I'm not welcome." ”

Ning Xiaochuan said: "I'm curious, didn't you just earn 50,000 yuan a few days ago, why can't you even pay the New Year's money of Begonia Manor?"

Murong Wushuang's face was a little bitter, and he said, "Because I have a grandfather who has been sick for a long time at home." ”

"It's this sentence again!" a black line appeared on Ning Xiaochuan's forehead.

Murong Wushuang hurriedly said: "I'm telling the truth, my grandfather's illness has been more than ten years, and I invited a few junior u7e."

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"Can't even the Martial Dao Xuan Qi and the Junior Mind Cultivator cure it?" Ning Xiaochuan fell silent and said, "When I reach the level of an Intermediate Mind Cultivator, I'll go and help your grandfather treat it once." ”

Murong Wushuang was naturally grateful, knowing that it would cost a huge amount of money to invite a junior heart cultivator, and an intermediate mind cultivator was not something he could afford at all.

Maybe the intermediate heart cultivator can cure grandpa's illness!

The housekeeper and guard commander of the Begonia Manor are all dead, and they must find a suitable reason to deal with the aftermath, otherwise they will definitely arouse the suspicion of the fourth master in the Hou Mansion.

Ning Xiaochuan was now fledgling, and he didn't dare to let people know that he was already able to cultivate Martial Dao Xuanqi.

"There are Assassins, there are Assassins......"

Ning Xiaochuan shouted as he ran.

The guards in the Begonia Manor rushed in one after another, but as soon as they rushed to the gate of Xiaoyuan, they were stopped by Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan covered the bloody wound on his chest, ran out in a panic, and said, "There are assassins who want to assassinate me, and Steward Qiu and Commander Ye were both killed by assassins in order to protect me. ”

When those guards saw the bodies of Steward Qiu and Guard Ye, they were all startled, and they all drew their battle knives.

"Where's the Assassin, Master?" someone asked.

"I was still there just now, I guess after you came, he knew that he couldn't kill me anymore, so he fled...... Hey, there, there......" Ning Xiaochuan pointed to the eaves in horror.

The assassin played by Murong Wushuang, wrapped in a black robe, flashed past the eaves, and then jumped above the wall and escaped from the Begonia Manor.

Those guards all rushed out of the Begonia Manor, of course, if they wanted to catch up with Murong Wushuang with their cultivation, it was impossible.

For the next two days, Ning Xiaochuan was recuperating in the Begonia Manor.

Of course, it was just a façade, in fact, his injuries had long since healed.

In the Purple Qi Garden.

Ning Xiaochuan closed the door, claimed to be recuperating from his injuries, and ordered: "Yuyan, go and send me all the history books of the Yulan Empire in recent years, preferably the volumes about the records of the Dark Imperial City." ”

Ning Xiaochuan was sitting next to his desk, flipping through the files, and had already looked at the thick pile of books.

"Wow-"

A gust of wind blew in.

As he flipped through it, a man covered in white cloth stood behind him like a ghost, his body wrapped like a mummy, and only his eyes peeked out from the cracks in the cloth, glowing with bone.

He was like a man and a ghost!

Ning Xiaochuan seemed to be aware of it, and felt the coldness of his junior, so he suddenly turned around, and looked at the "mummy", and his heart was also startled, but he immediately calmed down, exhaled deeply, and said, "You are really alive!"

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