Wang Zhuan still underestimated the two people in front of him in the end, and the Nine Illusory Shadows were broken by the two of them together, and a great sense of crisis instantly surged into his heart.

Before coming to Xiangzhou, Wang Zhuan boasted in front of the Elder Sect Elder and the Northern Barbarian Prince, and he would definitely return to Beiban with Ning Xiaochuan's head and the Eastern Emperor Bell.

He thought about Ning Xiaochuan's side, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the masters gathered, after all, in order to protect Ning Xiaochuan in the north at that time, Da Feng had left three gods and spirits behind.

However, at this time, the killers who fought with him were also to kill Ning Xiaochuan, he was not afraid of death, but he must not die in their hands.

Wang Zhuan's cold eyes were extremely fierce, and the true qi rippled in the air, and the remaining three phantoms stood behind Wang Zhuan.

Cheng Huahua silently raised her sword, a pair of willow eyebrows wrinkled together, and Song Shixin behind her stood suspended in the air, and the thunder and lightning on her body were like chains.

Just as the three of them were confronting each other, the sound of fierce horses galloping suddenly came from the hillside below, and Wang turned to look at the two in front of him and sneered:

"My king has been walking the rivers and lakes for half his life, and I never thought that I would fall into the hands of you two nameless rats today, but the old man, I, but the elder of the Beiban Elder Sect, even if he dies, the old man will take that little ghost with him."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Zhuan suddenly turned around and rushed towards Ning Xiaochuan, who was rushing towards the hills, and in an instant, the dark clouds were thick, and Wang Zhuan's ghostly figure coupled with three phantoms with a speed like thunder and lightning rushed straight towards Ning Xiaochuan.

Looking at the ghostly phantom that suddenly appeared, even if he had been on guard, Ning Xiaochuan's hairs stood on end in an instant.

"Fifth son, be careful."

Chen Xinru and Zheng Guangyuan shouted in unison, and the two of them suddenly got up and flew out, trying to help Ning Xiaochuan block the sudden blow.

Wang Zhuan's expression was gloomy, and he separated two phantoms to entangle Chen Xinru and Zheng Guangyuan, and his speed did not decrease, and he swooped down.

Kong Zhenxuan's eyes were quick, and the light blue true qi was directly blocked in front of Ning Xiaochuan, and Nie Hongyi's long sword swung out, and the red true qi poured out, but in front of the divine spirit master, the two of them were really not enough to see.

"Boom."

A folding fan struck from behind Ning Xiaochuan like a flying knife, flew past Ning Xiaochuan and went straight to Wang Zhuan, who shouted, "Ning Xiaochuan, take your life." ”

"Childe, let......'s go," Nie Hongyi shouted.

The two true qi were parallel, and Ning Xiaochuan stepped on the horse's back and swept backwards quickly.

The folding fan hit the king's turn, and a loud bang struck, and the folding fan was instantly shaken away, hovering in mid-air, and finally fell into the hands of Pei Yu, who was standing in the air.

Pei Yu frowned, and appeared in front of Ning Xiaochuan in the next second, looking at Wang Zhuan who was rushing in front of him, he raised his hand suddenly, and his blood-colored true anger rushed away.

Feisha roared, Nie Hongyi and Kong Zhenxuan were injured by Wang Zhuan's furious true qi, and they spit out a mouthful of reverse blood and fell to the ground.

The moment he fought with Wang Zhuan, Pei Yu directly secretly said that it was not good, and then Wang Zhuan in front of him disappeared directly, and the phantom that was ignored by himself increased in speed in an instant, and the phantom gradually faded off the coat of true qi on his body, revealing Wang Zhuan's sinister and vicious face.

"Be careful!"

Pei Yu turned around and rushed directly towards Ning Xiaochuan, the yellow sand under Ning Xiaochuan's feet flew, and just when Wang turned his right hand and was about to touch Ning Xiaochuan's shirt, a huge octagonal sledgehammer rushed out directly from the left.

When the sledgehammer flew, the ground was full of smoke and dust, and the sand and gravel flew sideways, and the sledgehammer slammed directly into the king's turn, who had exchanged his true body with the ninefold phantom.

The power of this hammer was comparable to the power of Mount Tai, and at the moment when the sledgehammer smashed on the king's turn, Ning Xiaochuan heard the sound of bone cracking.

In the next second, a bold and rough voice came, "Don't be afraid, little boy, Xu Muliang is here." ”

With the appearance of Xu Muliang, Ning Xiaochuan's crisis was resolved, and Wang Zhuan's idea of replacing Ning Xiaochuan before his death was completely shattered.

Ning Xiaochuan breathed a long sigh of relief, Wang Zhuan on the sand dune was shaken away by a hammer, and directly hit the cliff wall behind him, and he didn't even have the strength to move after being broken ribs, and his mouth kept spitting sticky blood.

He looked at the smoke and dust in the distance with an unwilling face, and in the smoke and dust, the iron armor appeared, led by a rough man with a tiger's back and a stubble on his face.

After Chen Xinru and Zheng Guangyuan disposed of the true qi phantom in front of them, they quickly walked to Wang Zhuan on the side, looking at Wang Zhuan who was covered in blood, and the two looked at each other.

Xu Muliang was furious, swept up the gilded urn drum hammer on the ground, and Xu Muliang, who had two hammers in his hand, escaped a hell killing god, flew directly off the horse, and shouted, "Little thief, suffer death." “

The golden light burst out behind him, Xu Muliang is also a master of spirits, this hammer down, Wang Zhuan is not to mention dead, it is estimated that there is not even a bone slag left.

Ning Xiaochuan got up and hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Xu, don't kill him." ”

Wang Zhuan lay quietly under the cliff, silently looking at the hammer above his head, the true qi hit, the hammer hovered an inch above Wang Zhuan's head, and the yellow sand around him rolled violently.

Ning Xiaochuan patted the yellow sand on his body, looked towards the cliff, and shouted, "I don't know which heroes are here to help, and I hope to show my face and give the younger generation a chance to repay the favor." ”

In the next second, the dark clouds dissipated, the thunder and lightning disappeared, and two young black-clothed figures appeared in front of Ning Xiaochuan, Xu Muliang and the others stood behind Ning Xiaochuan together, while Wang Zhuan was held down by the North Gate Pass guards brought by Xu Muliang.

"Ning Gongzi, I haven't seen you for a long time." Cheng Huahua had a long sword in her hand, and looked at Ning Xiaochuan with a smile in her eyes.

It turned out to be an old acquaintance, Ning Xiaochuan also laughed, pointed at Cheng Huahua, and said a little puzzled, "How could it be you?" Aren't you going to kill me? ”

"I want to kill you, but it doesn't mean that I can kill you by any means, forget my ancestors, and I can't do anything about betraying Dafeng." Cheng Huahua looked at Ning Xiaochuan with an arrogant face, as if telling Ning Xiaochuan that you are not the only one in this world who is arrogant and not afraid of death.

Ning Xiaochuan suddenly applauded, looked at Cheng Huahua, and then the applause ended, and he casually opened his arms and said, "Then are you still going to kill me now?" ”

Xu Muliang subconsciously stood in front of Ning Xiaochuan and shouted, "With me here, I'll see who can hurt my son-in-law." ”

Cheng Huahua snorted disdainfully, "Can I kill you?" There are so many masters on the surface, let alone in the secret, today, I can't kill you. ”

"It's a pity, it was supposed to be a great opportunity, but it's a pity that I met the Northern Barbarian Elder who also came to kill me and snatch the Eastern Emperor Bell, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid that it would not be him who is lying here now, but you."

Ning Xiaochuan said with a deep brow, and did not treat her kindly because Cheng Huahua saved herself by mistake.

Cheng Huahua did not deny Ning Xiaochuan's words, behind Ning Xiaochuan at this time, there were half of the masters in the Xiangzhou army, and once they made a move, there was no possibility of survival.

"But......" Ning Xiaochuan's words changed, "I still don't understand, why are you helping me?" ”

"Because your life is Dafeng's, if you die in the hands of the Northern Barbarian warriors, you will lose my Dafeng's face." Cheng Huahua's eyes were full of determination.

Pei Yu behind him withdrew his fan, looked up at Cheng Huahua, and then turned to leave.

"Okay, then I'll wait for the people of Dafeng to take my life." Ning Xiaochuan spread his hands helplessly and said, "I forgot to ask you the last time we met, what is your name?" ”

Cheng Huahua withdrew the sword in her hand and took a deep breath, "Cheng Huahua." ”

"Cheng Huahua, good name." Ning Xiaochuan followed closely and said, "You promised me before Xigu City last time, if you can't kill me, you will give me a maid, I don't know if this will work now?" ”

"You ......"

Cheng Huahua's face turned blue for a while, it was okay not to mention it, but the mention of it made Cheng Huahua suddenly angry, and she didn't know why she agreed at that time.

The key is that Ning Xiaochuan is still holding on to this, the dignified spirit killer is actually clutching the corners of his clothes with both hands at the moment, and a pair of bright eyes like the moon are staring at Ning Xiaochuan resentfully, just like a sulky little daughter-in-law who eats the wrong thing.

Ning Xiaochuan also laughed when he saw Cheng Huahua looking so out of shape.

"Hahaha, tease you, you save me once today, no matter what the purpose is, it's also a personal favor, how can this young master take revenge and let you be a maid for me?"

This sentence made Cheng Huahua's pretty face even redder, when had she ever been teased like this since she was a child, but for some reason, listening to Ning Xiaochuan's words, the first feeling in her heart was not anger and anger, but a faint pity.

Under the influence of this emotion, her eyes when she looked at Ning Xiaochuan changed a little, just like Haoyue meeting dark clouds, wanting to cover it and rest.

"The next time we meet, we will take your life."

Cheng Huahua was ashamed and angry, she couldn't tolerate any strange thoughts she had about Ning Xiaochuan, and after dropping a sentence, she walked away with Song Shixin, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a moment.

After the two left, Ning Xiaochuan shook his head helplessly, hoping to see him next time.

Immediately after, Ning Xiaochuan's gaze became grim, and he came to Wang Zhuan, who was lying on the ground like a dead corpse.

Wang Zhuan was covered in blood, and just now Xu Muliang's hammer came from the side, making him defenseless at all, directly breaking half of his ribs, and even the dantian was shattered because he couldn't withstand the huge power of a hammer.

Therefore, Wang Zhuan, who was lying on the ground at this time, was no longer considered a martial artist in the strict sense.

Chen Xinru grabbed Wang Zhuan's hair, Ning Xiaochuan leaned down and looked at the old man in front of him, the old man was sure to die, looked at Ning Xiaochuan and smiled weirdly, and said in a broken Central Plains official dialect, "The elder sect will not let you go." ”

Ning Xiaochuan shook his head, knowing that he had a mortal heart, he couldn't ask anything, so he got up and stretched, "Kill it, no matter how you say it, you are also a god master, let him go decently." ”

"Poof."

Chen Xinru stabbed Wang Zhuan in the chest with a shot, and the blood dripped down the tip of the spear into the yellow sand under him, and the ninth elder of the Elder Gate, Wang suddenly turned around and died on the spot.

Zheng Guangyuan stood beside Ning Xiaochuan and said, "Not far away is Mingqiu Mountain, the elder of the Elder Gate is dead, are we still going to worship the sky?" ”

"Go, of course go, we not only have to go, but we also have to show the world, so that Xiangzhou, and even the entire Dafeng people, know that I Ning Xiaochuan has come to worship the sky.

If I can, I also want the Northern Barbarians to know the news that I came to worship the heavens, if they still don't give up on me, Young Master Ben doesn't mind playing a Xiangzhou in the Northern Barbarian Territory. ”

Ning Xiaochuan's tone was extremely resolute.

Looking at Ning Xiaochuan again, Zheng Guangyuan's eyes seemed to have the figure of the old general Ning Zhi, and Ning Zhi when he sacrificed to the sky was also so high-spirited.