As soon as he rushed into the light gate, Jiang Ningyuan's vision was filled with red light, and it was not until a few seconds later that he slowly returned to normal.

At this time, he only felt that his body was light, the original sense of depression disappeared in an instant, and he could no longer feel the strange substances everywhere in the air, but his breath was full of fresh air, and even a faint fragrance of flowers.

As his vision returned to normal, Jiang Ningyuan found himself in a garden, under the gray sky, and everywhere he could see was vegetation and flowers.

Suddenly, a killing intent enveloped him, and the flowers around him were even shattered because of this, and countless petals were swept into the air.

He didn't hesitate at all, and when he turned around, a layer of flame light yarn had condensed outside his body, and at the same time, two long swords appeared in his hands.

In the next second, an old man with gray hair appeared in his sight, holding a soft sword at the moment, and the blade of the sword glowing with cold light was stabbing at the center of his eyebrows.

The sword edge had not yet arrived, but the sword qi had already arrived, drawing a shallow blood mark on his eyebrows, which were not protected by a light veil of flames.

At this moment, Jiang Ningyuan could even see that there was already a smile slowly emerging in the other party's eyes, as if he was sure that his sword would be able to pierce his head smoothly.

But at the same time, the old man's movements seemed to freeze, and he was imprisoned in place and unable to move.

However, if you look closely, you can see that the old man's movements are not frozen, but the time he is in has been slowed down indefinitely, to the point where the changes are almost invisible to the naked eye.

On the other hand, Jiang Ningyuan himself was not affected, and retreated nearly twenty meters at a rapid speed, standing in a sea of flowers, blocked by dense vegetation from his chest down.

It took only two seconds before and after, and when the old man's time returned to normal, he found that the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him had disappeared from sight, and he ran twenty meters away in an instant.

Just as the old man was puzzled, the previous strangeness came to his mind, and he instantly understood what had just happened to him.

"Can you influence time?"

The old man put away his sword and stood in a pavilion, his eyes cold and a hint of curiosity asked.

Hearing this, Jiang Ningyuan did not answer, not only

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It's because he can only listen and can't speak, and because there is nothing to say on either side at this time.

Even at this time, the shock in his heart made him unable to say much.

The old man in front of him, he had seen in the information provided by the resistance organization, was a powerful marquis, and even among the nobles of this level, he was an existence that could be ranked in the top ten!

Generally speaking, the strength possessed by the Marquis is at the lowest level of the top A-level, and even the top ten Marquis are infinitely close to the limit, and the strength of their combat power is not much better than that of the chosen ones of the same level.

Even the other party, under the nourishment of the blood of the demon god, the most fatal flaw of the physique, has also been repaired with a very good effect, and there is not much difference between the strength of the physique and the ordinary A-level selector.

In an instant, Jiang Ningyuan's face suddenly sank, he expected that this trip would not go well, behind the most dangerous red light door, there would definitely be a strong enemy waiting.

But he didn't expect that the enemy he was about to face would be so outrageously stronger!

But then he felt a burst of happiness, fortunately he came, if he changed someone else, I am afraid it is really hard to say what the final outcome will be.

After all, Mr. Nohara is strong, but he is still in the category of ordinary A-level existence, and he is only stronger than the existence of the same level.

As for Hanyu Kagura, to be honest, if you play all the hole cards and fight to the death, he will definitely not be able to compare to the other party, as long as that exclusive item is taken out, even if it is an S-level existence, you can play for a round or two.

But that hole card can't be used until it's a last resort, and if it's used on a top A-level marquis, it's really a bit of a waste.

Silently shaking his head slightly, Jiang Ningyuan temporarily threw these nonsense behind him, and stared at the old man in front of him seriously.

The other party didn't look anything unusual at first glance, gray hair, cloudy eyes, gorgeous clothes, except for the powerful power fluctuations, at best he was just a rich man.

The only thing that is commendable is that straight back, far more upright than ordinary young adults.

However, it is such an old man who is not outstanding in appearance, but he can't find a flaw just standing there.

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But if you look closely, it seems to be full of flaws.

Under such a strange sense, even though Jiang Ningyuan had full confidence in his own strength, he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

As for the old man in front of him, after feeling his ability to manipulate time, he didn't make any moves at this time, and he seemed to be jealous, just kept looking at it with his eyes.

The two confronted each other in this endless sea of flowers, neither of them wanted to take the first step, and they didn't want to seize this opportunity, lest one accidentally be caught by the other party, thus ushering in a devastating blow.

And with the passage of time, there are gradually a few more obscure breaths in the sea of flowers, ranging in strength from B-level to A-level, but in less than three minutes, there are already fifteen breaths lurking in.

Among them, there are five A-level existences alone, but none of them have experienced the baptism of the blood of the demon god, and their physical strength is only equivalent to about C-level.

This is the case with the powerhouses of the native world, even if they break through the limits of life, but in terms of physique, they are limited by the means left by the demon god, and they can only survive to the level of C level through time.

If you want to get closer to level B or stronger, you must go through the baptism of demon god blood, and the amount of blood used determines the strength of your body.

It's just that in the long hundreds of years, the blood of the demon god has already been consumed, even if some nobles still have it in their hands, there is only a very small amount left, and their descendants may not be able to guarantee enough, how can they be willing to give it to the strong people under their command.

However, even though there were more and more strong people around him, Jiang Ningyuan still didn't panic at all, and he only had the old man in front of him in his eyes.

If you talk about the degree of danger, even if it is ten A-level powerhouses, it is not as good as the old man.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed slightly, and in his perception, he could detect that there were two A-class, who had good stealth ability, and planned to sneak close to attack.

At this time, the two A-class had already come not far behind him, and there was only a distance of thirteen or fourteen meters between the two sides, and the invisible killing intent had even locked him.

And this distance, not to mention the existence of A-level, even for B-level powerhouses, is only a matter of a second or two.

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