As he spoke, the male cultivator had already bounced off the dozen or so fireballs that Murong Ni had released and trapped him, and then took out the sword of the outer disciple and stabbed at Murong Ni fiercely.

Murong Ni couldn't see through his cultivation from the beginning, and he could know that his cultivation was above himself, what he saw and heard in the Lingyu Hall today, it can be imagined that he had reached the late stage of Qi cultivation, and this time he was followed, the first thing that came to Murong Ni's mind was this person.

She only has a body of spiritual power that cultivates the sixth layer of qi but doesn't know how to use it at all, the only thing she knows is the few elementary fire exercises she just learned today, but now she is just a beginner, and she can't see enough in front of this person!

But seeing that the male cultivator had already rushed towards him angrily at this time, Murong Ni also stabilized her panicked thoughts, and as soon as her body moved, she dodged to the side.

The male cultivator pounced, and his heart was even more annoyed, and after he was excited again, he stabbed towards Murong Ni, but was dodged by Murong Ni in the same way.

"How can you, a disciple in the middle stage of ordinary Qi cultivation, have such a body method!" After a few back and forth, the spiritual power in the male cultivator's body was also consumed by Murong Ni, and he suddenly became serious at this time and shouted.

But as soon as the words fell, his shoulder was slapped from behind, and that palm contained all of Murong Ni's spiritual power, which shocked the unguarded male cultivator with a mouthful of blood, and his body shook suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Murong Ni's figure.

"I'll kill you—"

Murong Ni still just dodged, causing the male cultivator's sword to fall into the air again, and then asked calmly, "Zhongkang, who did you learn this sword from?" ”

When the words fell, the anger on Zhong Kang's body was even worse, and he stabbed at Murong Ni again, and when he fell short again, he suddenly calmed down, and then his left hand slowly began to appear with a turquoise light, and then suddenly slapped towards the ground.

Before Murong Ni understood the meaning of this action, she suddenly saw that the ground cracked several times in an instant, and dozens of thick vines suddenly grew out of the ground, rushing towards Murong Ni's direction together.

Murong Ni had just reacted, it was too late to escape, and the two vines restrained Murong Ni's feet together, and the barbs born from the vines pierced Murong Ni's ankles fiercely, and blood flowed all over the ground in an instant.

"Ahh

I saw that the male cultivator smiled proudly, and walked in her direction unhurriedly with a sword, and said as he walked: "I was just testing your true skills before, but now I can see clearly, although you have the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi, but you don't know anything except brute force, and only one body is quite amazing, but you will get these things, go out of the door of this Kunlun faction, but no one can beat it! Murong Ni, it was you who sent my grandfather to the Prison Peak, and I want you to feel my grandfather's pain today!"

The pain in her ankle had already made Murong Ni's forehead oozed dense with sweat, but she still looked at the male cultivator below coldly, gritted her teeth and said: "Zhongsun Xiang deserves it, you can only see the people around you, but you don't know what the miscellaneous disciples on Luoxia Peak have been squeezed into by him! Ordinary mortals without spiritual roots can still read and learn calligraphy, but the people on Luoxia Peak do not have this right, Zhongsun Xiang doesn't know how many people have been ruined, and how many disciples of the Five Spiritual Roots have been ruined!"

"What's the pity for the disciples of the Five Spirit Roots, they don't have talent at all, cultivation is just a waste of time for them, do you think you are the savior, your own life is difficult to preserve, and you are still thinking about those lowly people on Luoxia Peak!"

"Phew, you're low, your whole family is low!"

"Shut up! I'll kill you—"

As he spoke, Na Zhongkang flew up, and the long sword that flashed with cold light stabbed straight towards Murong Ni's heart—

The wind passed, and the bamboo leaves rustled.

Murong Ni was looking at Zhong Kang with her eyes not to be outdone, when suddenly a white shadow appeared in front of her, blocking all her vision.

White-clothed golden bamboo, black hair like a waterfall.

Shen Nanxing effortlessly clamped the long sword in front of him with two fingers, and with a slight movement, the long sword broke in the middle, but the bone-chilling cold went all the way along the sword body to the hilt, and then to Zhong Kang's right hand, as soon as the cold air touched his skin, it froze most of his hand, so frightened that he hurriedly threw the broken sword in his hand.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Zhong Kang's body trembled.

"Execution...... Zhong Kang hurriedly turned around and wanted to escape, but before he could make a move, a cold chain suddenly appeared around him, and the chain suddenly tightened, tightly binding him.

Before Shen Nanxing turned around, several ice blades appeared out of thin air to cut off all the vines wrapped around Murong Ni's ankles, and only to hear Murong Ni's "oops", the whole person was planted on the ground from mid-air.

Getting up from the ground, Murong Ni didn't care about her sore little buttocks, so she looked at her bloody ankle with teary eyes, and sobbed: "Okay...... It hurts, I'm not going to be wasted!"

Shen Nanxing slowly turned around, looking at Murong Ni's little face covered with tears, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Murong Ni cried distressedly for a while, and suddenly thought of the big living person standing in front of her, so she raised her head and looked at the beautiful phoenix eyes under Shen Nanxing's mask.

"Uncle Shen, can you help me again?"

Hearing this, Shen Nanxing came back to his senses, slowly leaned down, hugged the little doll horizontally, and then moved his body and came to Murong Ni's mansion.

Murong Ni took out her identity jade plate and opened the door, but the wound on her ankle was painful, her hand trembled twice, and the jade card fell to the ground.

Shen Nanxing walked towards the house with Murong Ni in his arms, and the ice spiritual power on the ground held up the identity jade card, and flew all the way to the house.

After carrying the little doll to the bed and taking off the shoes, the bright red blood was already covered with white and tender little feet, Shen Nanxing turned over and took out a bottle of medicinal powder from the storage ring and gently sprinkled it on Murong Ni's wound.

"Ahh

After hearing Murong Ni's ear-piercing cry, Shen Nanxing's hand couldn't help shaking, and a whole bottle of medicinal powder was poured on Murong Ni's little feet.

"Ahh