On the ninth day of the fourth month, there were still twenty-nine days before the decisive battle.

Of course, for Zhang Ning, this is not a decisive battle, he is just here to rescue Xiuxiu, if it weren't for this purple mist to stop him, Zhang Ning would have been killed a long time ago, and he would not be consumed with this group of masters in this giant bull town.

But for the righteous men who came to this demon slayer conference, this is indeed a decisive battle, and it is a decisive battle of nine deaths.

The Hengchu Realm is a barren land, and the strongest people have not surpassed the Heavenly Realm.

And of course, the three-headed demon did not exceed the heavenly realm, but after all, it was a demon, and it may be a demon with a very small origin, and it was a demon with treasures.

If it weren't for the treasure, how could he control the purple mist?

And the first five Deepavali conferences have failed, and this one may be the last, and I'm afraid it will be the strongest.

Because there is a snowy night in the town.

All in all, the three-headed demon is powerful and mysterious, and for the righteous people of Hengchu Kingdom, it is equivalent to three high mountains.

A decisive battle of nine deaths.

It is a decisive battle related to the future of Hengchu State.

It was a decisive battle that was destined to be tragic.

This is what the righteous people in Hengchu know and think. So as time passed, the masters in Giant Bull Town became more and more dignified and anxious.

Death is terrible after all.

But knowing that he has to move forward in his life after nine deaths, he is naturally a righteous man. But the momentum was at its peak for a while, and then the momentum also declined.

Waiting for death step by step is really terrifying.

If it weren't for the suppression of Ming Xue Ye, the masters in Giant Bull Town might have messed up because of their different personalities.

But as time passes, I am afraid that some people will eventually collapse because of their unstable mind.

Of course, Zhang Ning will not collapse, and the night sky swordsman Lu Bu is a swordsman, a real swordsman, a person who is not afraid of life and death.

There is one more person who will not collapse, and that is the old beggar. This Hengchu State's oldest qualified predecessor and the oldest qualified beggar has not much to live for, he just chose to die here.

Take one's time.

Zhang Ning sat on the roof of a private house, dressed in white and snowy, with no blade in his hands and his hands on his knees. The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing.

Zhang Ning seems to be just a son who stays at home leisurely, casually and calmly.

At this moment, a black thing struck Zhang Ning, very fast, accompanied by a whirring sound. It was a master who infused true qi and attacked the object towards Zhang Ning.

Zhang Ning stretched out his hand and steadily dragged a wine jar. Opening his eyes and looking to the right, the night sky swordsman Lu Bu held a sword in his right hand, and he was drinking with the same wine jar in his left hand.

"Where did you get the wine?" Zhang Ning said strangely.

"I went to Chenggu City, two hundred miles away, and bought it, and it was worth a thousand taels of gold. Lu Bu said with a smile.

This swordsman is quite hearty in his daily life.

Zhang Ning slapped open the mud seal when he heard this, and sniffed it first. "Not bad. Then he took the jar and poured it into his mouth.

The slightly cloudy wine fell into Zhang Ning's mouth and flowed into his stomach. Zhang Ning swallowed water like a whale, dried his daughter's red drink, and then threw it casually, and the wine jar fell steadily to the ground.

Lu Bu smiled slightly, and was about to drink. At this moment, the old beggar came to Lu Bu's side, and the strong wind blew in his face, blowing the clothes on Lu Bu's body flying.

"You don't call me when you drink?" The old beggar looked at Lu Bu with an unkind expression, Lu Bu was a person of rules, and immediately handed the wine jar to the old beggar.

In fact, Lu Bu also brought a jar to the old beggar, but just now the old beggar drank it first, and then he was thinking about Lu Bu's wine.

The old beggar smiled when he saw this, patted Lu Bu's shoulder while taking the wine jar, and said. "Sure enough, I didn't carry you in vain. ”

When Lu Bu was young, he used to be instructed by an old beggar, so his swordsmanship improved greatly. It's a blessing for a lifetime.

The old beggar drank Lu Bu's wine as well, then drew out his dog-beating stick and went to play with the black dog he had picked up.

Before the big war, the only one who still wanted to play was this old-timer.

"Brother Zhang, we've been here for five days. But Ming Xue Ye was motionless, I inquired, and among the masters present, no one could see Ming Xue Ye at all. Just by breath sensing, I know that Mingxue is here on a night. There's something weird about it. ”

Lu Bu came to Zhang Ning and sat down, the tip of the iron sword was downward, the hilt of the sword was placed on his shoulder, and he was hugged in front of his chest.

Zhang Ning nodded and said, "According to what you said about the Ming family, Ming Xue Ye shouldn't be like this. At least those house slaves of the Ming family shouldn't be so cold-spoken. ”

"But this matter has nothing to do with me, I'm just a passerby. And have you forgotten? If you don't have the strength, you have to be strong and meddling, which is not a good thing. No matter what happens on the night of tomorrow, you should not be nosy. ”

This is Zhang Ning's point, Lu Bu is not bad, it is not a pity to die, people will always die. People like Lu Bu either have run out of life and die naturally.

Either they were killed by their enemies.

Either they were killed while saving people.

No matter what kind of death you have, you will die as you deserve. is worthy of Lu Bu's style of swordsmanship. But if you meddle in things, such as Yuan Yougu's matter and die, then it's not worth it.

Passer.

This is what Zhang Ning has said to Lu Bu many times, and Lu Bu knows that Zhang Ning is a person from the outside world, which is rare.

But I don't know how Zhang Ning came here.

Lu Bu only knew that Zhang Ning was going to find trouble with the three demons.

And Lu Bu only knew that Zhang Ning was very strong, very strong, but it didn't seem to be so strong that it was boundless. That three-headed demon may be stronger than Zhang Ning.

And at this moment, the decisive battle is imminent, but Zhang Ning is indifferent and self-controlled, and he is very determined. It was as if it was the day of the decisive battle, just chopping melons and vegetables.

This made Lu Bu wonder if Zhang Ning had any back-ups.

As for the matter of Ming Xue Ye, even if Zhang Ning didn't mention it, Lu Bu wouldn't be nosy. The Ming family is too powerful.

In this Hengchu country, no one can stop the Ming family from doing a certain thing.

Of course, if the people of the Ming family do evil, even if their strength is not good, Lu Bu will use the sword to send him to death, this is the nature of the swordsman, as the so-called country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change.

But if the Ming family is just doing one thing, such as attacking Emperor Hengchu Tianzheng and changing the dynasty, then Lu Bu will not care.

On the contrary, it may help. The emperor of Hengchu State, the current Tianzheng Emperor, is too much for him to look at.

But if it's a change of dynasty, then what is this Deepavali conference?

Could it be that in the name of demon slayer, gathering masters to attack the imperial city?

Impossible, with the prestige and strength of the Ming family, there is no need to do things like this, just need to ascend and shout, and the followers will gather.

As long as Ming Xue Ye stands up and says I want to be the emperor, then Ming Xue Ye will be the emperor, it's as simple as that.

What exactly is Ming Xueye doing?

Lu Bu was taken crooked by Zhang Ning, and he couldn't help but have distracting thoughts.

Zhang Ning looked at Lu Bu and thought hard, so he guessed a few points. Shaking his head, people like Lu Bu are indeed admirable, but they are too tired to live.

No matter how hard Lu Bu thought about it, he couldn't guess what Ming Xue Ye was planning.

But no matter what Ming Xue Ye was thinking about, it must be an unusual thing, even an earth-shattering thing.

And with Ming Xue not showing up for a long time, the masters of Giant Bull Town finally had a problem.

There are a total of seventy or eighty masters in Juniu Town, all of whom are at Lu Bu's level, and some people are stronger than Lu Bu, but they are not too strong.

Some people are weaker than Lu Bu, but they may only be weaker.

Some of these masters are old beggars, some are monks, some are swordsmen, some are prodigal sons, and some may be thieves.

It would be extremely difficult to get them together in normal times.

With the prestige of Mingxue Night and the righteousness of Demon Slayer, they can be summoned. They can also be called righteous men, who come here to die.

But a moment of anger came, and the momentum also decayed while waiting, and the approach of death made the masters feel anxious.

Anxiety makes mistakes.

On April 29, there were nine days left before the day of the decisive battle.

A sword aura rushed into the sky, and the sword qi was fierce and strong, extremely thin, and extremely sharp. Passing through, the street of the house was cut in half.

True Qi is used like this, it is just a fearless consumption. The other party is out of control.

Zhang Ning sat on the roof with his eyes closed, the sword qi came towards Zhang Ning, Zhang Ning opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed it, grabbed the sword qi, and then looked up.

"Brother Zhang. Lu Buben was resting in the house, and when he saw the change, he immediately came to Zhang Ning's side.

"It's just a matter of harming the fish in the pond. Zhang Ning said.

It was not only Zhang Ning who affected the pond fish, but many masters in front of him dodged this sword qi, and then landed on the roofs on both sides.

Many people glanced at Zhang Ning and showed surprise. You must know that the sword qi just now is famous, and the person who issued the sword is the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden, the top swordsman of the Snow Lotus Sect of Hengchu Kingdom, and the Holy Maiden in the sect, and the swordsmanship is still above Lu Bu.

This ordinary person was able to crush the sword qi emitted by the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden, and it was really strange to lift his weight lightly.

Many masters were curious about Zhang Ning's origins, and they also asked Lu Bu, but Lu Bu never said much, so Zhang Ning was a little mysterious in the eyes of everyone.

And now the mysterious Zhang Ning has revealed a little tip of the iceberg.

This person is unknown and unremarkable, but he is extremely powerful, and the cultivation he shows is most likely not his own cultivation.

Just a third, a fifth?

But there are very few people who really want to explore Zhang Ning, because all the people present are righteous people, and there are very few people who are going to do it, and there are no tyrants in the rivers and lakes.

The next person may want to find out Zhang Ning's origin and force out the divine skills that Zhang Ning has cultivated.

The tyrant may want to recruit Zhang Ning.

But the people here, there are no two kinds of people. So it's just curiosity. Moreover, if there is someone more eye-catching than Zhang Ning now.

The Snow Lotus Holy Maiden is clear and jade, and her swordsmanship is superb. Who could provoke her into such a way and send out such a gorgeous, but empty sword qi?

The Snow Lotus Holy Maiden is Yan Guan Hengchu, and what she cultivates is the secret magic skill of the Snow Lotus Sect, the Ice Spirit Sword Qi, and the Snow Lotus Ice Sword of the Snow Lotus Sect is in her hand, and she is dressed in white like snow, cold as frost.

She is easily not angry, and anger is the fury of thunder.

What could make such a top master angry? Who would dare to provoke her?

Soon the answer will be known.

"Your female doll's temper is too short-tempered, didn't I just steal your hairpin??? I just had itchy hands for a while, and I couldn't hold back. Pay you back, pay you back. ”

From under the abandoned house that was affected by the sword qi of the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden, a lewd young man climbed up, this young man had a sharp beak and monkey gills, small and exquisite.

Foolishly, he took out a snow-white hairpin, and then threw it to the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden.

"Hmph. The Snow Lotus Holy Maiden snorted coldly, the jade hand holding the Snow Lotus Ice Sword, green tendons appeared on the back of her hand, and then she tried her best to endure it, turned around and fell into the house, snapped, and closed the doors and windows.

"It turned out to be Li Xiaoer, who was empty-handed. is worthy of being a thief, and he can actually pull out this snow lotus hairpin from the hair of the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden. ”

A master said.

Li Xiaoer was triumphant when he heard this, and arched his hand at the masters around him, as if he was a street performer, and he had just performed a chest broken boulder.

But there were also masters who sneered: "Don't be complacent." The Snow Lotus Hairpin is the inheritance treasure of the Snow Lotus Sect, and it is the personal belongings of the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden, and if you steal the Snow Lotus Hairpin, you will cause a monstrous trouble. If it weren't for the imminent decisive battle, the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden would hunt you down to the ends of the earth. ”

So Li Xiaoer's expression became a little stupid, and said: "I just stayed bored, I couldn't hold back for a while, and I didn't really want her hairpin." Besides, I didn't know it was a heritage relic. ”

The surrounding masters turned dark when they heard this, but they had to be careful of this uncontrollable thief, otherwise they were afraid that they would not be careful, and they were afraid that even their weapons would be stolen by this wonderful hand.

Soon after, the people dispersed, and even Li Xiaoer, the initiator, hid back in a house and died down.

A conflict dissolves invisibly.

And Li Xiaoer, who was empty-handed, couldn't help but steal the hairpin of the Snow Lotus Holy Maiden, which was just the beginning. As the day of the decisive battle drew closer, more and more masters did not hold back.

Skirmishes continued.

This giant bull town was originally fine, but most of the buildings were destroyed by these masters.

However, the masters were also very restrained, although there was a skirmish, but they didn't kill anyone, even if they were angry, they all endured it.

Because everyone knows that the decisive battle is imminent, even if it is the strength of one person, it is also the strength, and only by gathering water and sea can we defeat the three demons.

They didn't come here to kill each other, but to kill the three demons, so as to avoid the fact that the Hengchu Kingdom needed to worship 20,000 boys and girls every year.

In such an atmosphere, the time came to the sixth day of the fifth month. There are still two days before the decisive battle, that is, at noon the day after tomorrow, and there is only one hour to go.

Within an hour, a passage will appear in the purple mist, leading straight to the Immortal Mountain.

The sun was shining on this day, and the sky was clean and refreshing. Zhang Ning was still sitting cross-legged on the roof, and the houses around him were destroyed, but the house under his ass was saved by him.

Lu Bu recuperated in the house. At the front of the house, the old beggar was still teasing the black dog with a dog-beating stick, but there were no more meat buns for the black dog to eat.

And on this day, there was also action on the night of Ming Xue. When she moved, even Zhang Ning was taken aback.