"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Senior Brother Zhu's face was angry, and he stretched out his right hand to draw his sword.

"Senior Brother Zhu, wait a minute!"

Ning Ling stretched out his hand to stop in front of Senior Brother Zhu, then turned his head and said coldly to Zheng Xiaoliu: "Zheng Xiaoliu, I want to get that thing no matter what, you can make a price!"

"Humph!"

Although Zheng Xiaoliu didn't like to see Ning Ling, Ning Ling's cultivation was a few steps higher than him, and he didn't want to be chased by such a master all the time, so he said:

"It would have been done earlier, it would have been good for everyone, and it wouldn't have been so troublesome now, but unfortunately, that thing is gone now. ”

"Gone?"

Ning Ling frowned, sensing Zheng Xiaoliu's cultivation at the peak of the third-rate realm, and said coldly: "Hmph! That thing can only be taken by each person, even if you use one, then there are still six." ”

"Huh!"

Zheng Xiaoliu nodded as if he was in a hurry, and said with a smile: "There are indeed six more, but they have been sold by me." ”

"Sold?"

Ning Ling's eyes widened, and his cold voice was a little hurried: "Who did you sell it to?"

"Sold it to me!"

Luo Chen, who was standing aside with his chest crossed, smiled lightly.

"You?"

Hearing this, Ning Ling glanced at Luo Chen, and asked Zheng Xiaoliu, "Is what he said true?"

"Not bad!"

Zheng Xiaoliu nodded and said.

"Humph!"

Ning Ling had a cold face and said in a cold voice: "Can he, a little third-rate early stage martial artist who has not dried up, afford this priceless golden lotus? Zheng Xiaoliu, aren't you teasing me?"

"Believe it or not!"

Zheng Xiaoliu spread his hands and shrugged.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Senior Brother Zhu glanced at Zheng Xiaoliu coldly, and said to Ning Ling: "Senior sister, don't talk nonsense with him, take him down, naturally there is a way to make him speak." ”

After speaking, Senior Brother Zhu pulled out his sword and was about to bully himself and take down Zheng Xiaoliu, but he was stopped by Ning Ling:

"Senior Brother Zhu, little sister is coming!"

After speaking, Ning Ling looked at Zheng Xiaoliu expressionlessly: "Since you have to suffer a little, then I will fulfill you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Lingyu's hand turned into a claw and grabbed Zheng Xiaoliu's neck.

"Hehe, move my friend, have you asked me?"

Luo Chen, who was standing with his chest in his arms, smiled lightly, his body flashed, and he blocked in front of Zheng Xiaoliu.

Then, as soon as he grabbed Ning Ling's wrist, he rotated it to the right.

Luo Chen's sudden attack made Ning Ling frightened, and he couldn't care about anything else, in order not to break his arm, Ning Ling hurriedly followed the flying body and rotated, and then shook his hand, got rid of Luo Chen's palm, and flew back.

"Eh, what's going on......

"Hey, really...... There's a good show to watch now. ”

"Wow, there is also a beast-level white tiger, a second-rate mid-level realm, this woman can't be Ning Ling, the pride of heaven of the Huashan faction, right?"

Passers-by who passed by Luo Chen and the others saw this and hurriedly avoided it.

And the people who heard the sound from a distance gathered around to see the excitement, and when they saw the white tiger beside Ning Ling, as well as Ning Ling's cultivation, some people immediately recognized Ning Ling's identity.

"You hid your cultivation?"

Ning Ling stood still, ignoring the discussions of passers-by, and looked at Luo Chen with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, guess?"

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Ling with a mocking expression.

"Hmph! ”

Ning Ling pulled out the sword in his hand and stabbed Luo Chen's neck with a sword.

"Huh!"

The corners of Luo Chen's mouth rose, standing still, and when the tip of the sword was about to pierce the Adam's apple, his upper body was slightly on one side, dodging a sword.

"Huh!"

A sword pierced the air, Ning Ling's hand holding the sword flipped over, and the blade of the sword slashed at Luo Chen's neck again.

Seeing this, Luo Chen suddenly lowered his head, and the sword suddenly cut away from the top of Luo Chen's neck.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Chen took the opportunity to slap Ning Ling's waist with a palm.

"Huh!"

Ning Ling snorted softly, kicked the ground with his right foot, and flew back, avoiding Luo Chen's palm.

"Hehe, it's my turn. ”

Luo Chen chuckled lightly, put away the Qi Hidden Technique, and the momentum of the second-rate late-stage realm suddenly burst out.

"What?

Ning Ling and Senior Brother Zhu, as well as the martial artists who were watching the excitement around them, were suddenly stunned.

"You ......"

Senior Brother Zhu trembled his hands and pointed at Luo Chen: "How is it possible?

"Hey, hey, three slashes in a row!"

Luo Chen ignored the shocked gazes of others, his feet hit the ground, and he bullied himself in the air, and with a flash of cold light, the thundering knife instantly came out of its sheath and slashed towards Ning Ling.

"Humph!"

Ning Ling, who was in shock, instantly came back to his senses and hurriedly swung his sword to block.

"When!when!when!"

Three swords in a row, one slash stronger than the other, all slashed at Ning Ling's blade.

"Quack ......"

"Uh-huh!"

"Whoa......

Cracks suddenly appeared on the bluestone slab ground under Ning Ling's feet, and Ning Ling, who was trying his best to raise his sword to block, snorted, and his body suddenly sounded like a cannonball, and his feet were close to the ground and exploded backwards.

"Humph!"

Holding back the churning qi and blood in his body, Ning Ling snorted coldly, kicked his right foot backwards, and his body that slid out three or four meters suddenly stopped.

"Roar!"

The white tiger immediately ran to Ning Ling's side, roared lowly, and grinned at Luo Chen.

"Senior sister!"

Senior Brother Zhu hurriedly ran to Ning Ling's side and asked nervously, "Senior sister, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!"

Ning Ling shook his head, and after a slight breath, he glanced at the three gaps in the blade of the sword in his hand, and asked Luo Chen, "Who are you?

After speaking, a trace of jealousy flashed in Ning Ling's eyes as he looked at Luo Chen.

Thinking that she is the pearl of the Huashan faction, one of the eight famous schools in martial arts, she has been talented since she was a child, and she broke through to the second-rate mid-stage realm at the age of 21, but now she can't compare to the hairy boy who came out of nowhere.

The gap in her heart made Ning Ling want to get the seventh son golden lotus even more to break through the bottleneck that had stuck her for five or six years.

"Yes, what kind of boy is this? At such an age, there is such a terrifying cultivation in the late second-rate period?"

"Well, look at this age, it's only sixteen or seventeen years old, right? It's even higher than Ning Ling's talent. ”

"The Eight Great Sects of Martial Arts, I haven't heard of such a young demon in any family! Could it be that the imperial court has been hiding it in the snow?"

......

"Huh!"

Listening to Ning Ling's questioning and the discussion of onlookers-by, Luo Chen smiled noncommittally and did not answer.

But looking at the sword in Ning Ling's hand, Luo Chen was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that after this sword withstood the three blows of the Thundering Knife, it didn't break, but only collapsed three gaps, it seems that this sword is not simple.

"Hey, hey!"

Zheng Xiaoliu, who was standing on the side, smiled strangely and looked at Ning Ling with a mocking expression: "What's the matter?

"Boy, do you want to die?"

Senior Brother Zhu had a cold face and looked at Zheng Xiaoliu with murderous aura.

"Hehe, hey, it's not certain who will kill whom!"

Zheng Xiaoliupi didn't smile, and when he spoke, the momentum of the third-rate peak realm on his body loomed.