Chapter Sixty-Eight: Not Dead?

I saw Ning Xujian roar angrily, turned his hand, lifted the long sword, and rushed directly towards the north wind, and slashed at the north wind with a sword. The momentum is fierce and abnormal, and the strength is extraordinary.

On the other hand, Beifeng had a calm face, and avoided this sword at a very fast speed, in fact, even if this sword was slashed, it would not do any harm to Beifeng's current physical defense. But this physical defense is definitely a big hole card of the north wind, and I don't want to expose it lightly, so I choose to avoid it.

Ning Xujian was even more furious when he saw that the sword did not cut the north wind, "Flowing water, green mountains, green and resolute shores, wooden swords in spring-spirit wood swords, kill!" Ning Zhenjian roared angrily. I saw that the long sword in his hand began to condense the blue color, which added a trace of illusion to the sword body, and the sword body was full of business. Suddenly, a sword flew towards the neck and chest of the north wind.

Beifeng's body operated the mental method of the "Tianxuan Sutra", and played a few mysterious handprints, "The power of attracting the earth, forming a shield, the earth spirit shield, rising!" Suddenly an unusually deep breath came from the depths of the earth, directly through the thick stone floor of Qincheng, and the north wind rotated his hands to directly form this yellow-brown earth power into a defensive shield, and this spell Beifeng also used it for the first time, and I don't know what the effect is.

I saw that the fierce sword slashed directly on the magic shield condensed by the north wind, and I saw that the yellow-brown magic shield trembled, and the incomparable power of the normal sword was directly dissolved.

Even Ning Xujian himself couldn't believe that his absolutely powerful sword was so easily dissolved, he was the first person of the younger generation in Qincheng, even if he didn't use all his strength, but in any case, it was not easy for a person on the other side who looked like a country bun to take it.

In fact, the north wind was also surprised, although the magic shield was not broken, but the force of the anti-shock was indeed quite strong, and it shook directly to his body, if it was an ordinary body, it must have been a burst of qi and blood, and the north wind had a supreme divine body, and this anti-shock was simply a sprinkling of water.

And Ning Xujian felt very uncomfortable in his heart, the first person in Qincheng was the first young man, and he couldn't even break through the defense of a little kid, and he was still confused, and he suddenly became ruthless, and slapped a palm on the direct lower abdomen, and suddenly a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and he raised the murder weapon long sword in his hand that still emitted green light, and the blood mist was all absorbed by the long sword.

The long sword that had absorbed the essence blood was like a person who had eaten stimulants, blooming with the most dazzling green light, and the crowd of onlookers outside could no longer open their eyes, only some of them who cultivated to a high point barely opened their eyes. The sword now resembles a glow stick that is more than a meter long.

After spitting out the essence blood, Ning Xujian's face was a little pale, but the power of the long sword in his hand was incomparable. "The fourth sword of the Bibo Sword Technique, full of green!" After Ning Xujian slashed out three swords in a row, he watched the sword qi full of vertical and horizontal swords towards the north wind, and the corners of his mouth lifted an evil smile, as if he would be able to see the north wind's torn body in the next moment.

I saw that the north wind didn't move at all, he still held the defensive shield with both hands, and the surrounding crowd was all pointing, I poured, this kid won't die and be scared stupid, he won't hide, he will die. Stupid, what do you know, obviously scared stupid, besides, he has too much sword qi like this. Even if the early stage of Jueming monks make another move, it will take a lot of effort, this Ning family's sword technique is not simple.

I really know how to watch the doorway, and I don't understand to see the excitement, and all kinds of people in the crowd outside are pointing and talking. Finally, the sturdy three swords finally collided with the north wind, and the magic shield that the north wind condensed at will was also shattered when the second sword came to him. When the third sword collided, the vertical and horizontal sword qi smashed directly through the floor with the north wind, and there was a large hole in the ground that was directly six or seven meters, and it was very deep.

Ning Xu Jian said: "This is the end of offending my Ning family, hahahahahaha." "This laughter is as cheap as it is, how rampant it is, and how rampant it is, and the people watching the battle have retreated one after another, so as not to provoke the plague god of the Ning family.

In fact, the city guards have already arrived, but when they saw that Ning Xujian was making a move, they didn't dare to shoot at will, and they really didn't dare to take care of it, and they didn't have the ability to take care of it, these young masters didn't mention how capricious they were, so if they didn't do it well, they would beat themselves up directly, and then they would have a little pension, it wasn't worth it. But after all, they were making trouble in the city and there was a lot of movement, so they also hurriedly sent two people to inform their commander, Yin Fei, the commander of the city guards.

Just as Ning Zhenjian and the others were about to leave and the city guards walked to the edge of the cave to check the situation, suddenly two palms stretched out from the edge of the cave, and they cursed in their mouths: "Made, I actually beat the master to the ground, see how the master comes up to teach you." The dark palms and voice of the special pair of hands suddenly startled the city guards, and they hurriedly drew their swords and retreated.

When they heard this familiar voice, Ning Zhenjian and Ning Xujian's bodies that were about to take a step suddenly stiffened, and they were really angry. He didn't die. The crowd that is about to disperse is the same as looking back, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be startled. At the edge of the pothole stood a man with hair standing on end, his face black, and his white clothes were ragged and full of traces of coal.

It's like just coming back from digging coal in Shanxi, Huaxia or like a soldier coming down from the battlefield, the appearance is really miserable, in fact, these are all appearances, discerning people and smart people have actually discovered this problem, although this kid looks miserable, but his voice is clear, full of energy, there is no trace of serious injury, and the body exposed by the broken clothes is a trace of golden light. Where does this seem to be a little hurtful person, suddenly seeing the north wind's pulling style, everyone was stunned, and almost didn't react.

Ning Xujian also looked at his sword and rubbed his eyes, and turned around and slapped Jiading, until Jiading's screams woke up the audience and pulled back everyone's souls. Beifeng was now smiling kindly, but in the eyes of the Ning family, it was simply a demonic smile.

"Go, hurry up and find my father, let him come over quickly. Ning Xujian realized that it was not good, and immediately turned to Jia Ding and said, in fact, how did he know that in fact, the bigwigs of various forces were chatting and rushing here comfortably at this time, and the big movement had already alarmed them, but they felt that there was no big problem. So they hurried over slowly, because it was none of their business, but after all, there was a big movement and they still had to come and take a look, but they felt that this thing was mainly a matter of the City Lord's Mansion, so they took their time to take a look at the excitement. It would be strange if Ning Xujian knew that his father was vomiting blood slowly. At this time, the hair on his body stood up, and his eyes directly got goosebumps and a cold sweat when he looked at the north wind. - Fear! Inexplicable fear!

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