"Fellow Daoists, slow down!"

Yan Ning turned around and looked at him coldly when the bearded man shouted these words.

"Daoyou and I waited for the day in the 'Juxian Tower', and we had a one-sided relationship, right?" the bearded man took two steps forward and said angrily.

Yan Ning nodded and said, "So what?"

When the young Taoist priest and the woman in red heard Yan Ning's words, they were a little surprised, and pressed their hands on the storage bag with a nervous expression.

"Hahaha!" The bearded man laughed, waved his hand and said: "Meeting is fate, since Daoyou and I have already had a fate, so it should be regarded as an old acquaintance, so Zhang will get straight to the point." ”

The bearded man put away his smiling face, and then asked with an unkind face: "I don't know the name of Yougao, who is Gaozu?"

"Oh . . . Is this interrogation?" Yan Ning asked in a contemptuous voice.

The bearded man's eyes flashed, and he continued: "Heh, don't dare! It's just that it is too coincidental for Daoyou to appear here, and Zhang Mou is cautious, so he naturally wants to figure out the reason. If we get along in another position, I guess Daoyou will also have such concerns, right?"

After speaking, he glanced at the other two, and said in a more blunt tone: "Besides, when Daoyou first met us in the 'Juxian Building' before, it was just when the four of us were discussing the matter of this edict, and now that Daoyou happened to appear here, it is difficult not to make people suspicious!"

Yan Ning clearly felt a trace of murderous intent from the bearded man's eyes just now. Although it was only a moment, it was enough for him.

Slowly take two steps back and quietly put one hand on your waist.

Coldly glanced at the three people who surrounded him, and carried his mana all over his body, and his eyes became extremely gloomy.

He stared at the bearded man expressionlessly and said, "It seems that this is to leave me behind, since this is the case....."

Before he finished his words, he saw Yan Ning throw out two cyan swords in his left hand, and went straight towards the young Taoist priest and the woman in red.

'Qingyun Zimu Sword' Yan Ning has not used it for a long time, and now he is full of strength as soon as he strikes!

The two sub-swords roared in, and they were about to reach the eyes of the two in a blink of an eye. Although the two had been ready to shoot for a long time, they did not expect that their opponents would take the lead in the case of three people together, and they shot at both of them at the same time.

In a hurry, the young Taoist priest and the woman in red didn't care much, and while retreating quickly, they sacrificed magic weapons to defend.

But when Zijian came to the two of them, there was no such situation as the magic weapon hitting their defense, but the two small swords trembled a little, which made the two of them stunned.

However, at this moment, the small cyan sword that roared lightly suddenly exploded.

"Boom!!"

The magic weapon self-detonated and rolled up countless stumps and flying stones nearby, and the two of them were immediately enveloped in this huge fluctuation, and the fallen leaves scattered everywhere in the field, almost impossible to see.

The young Taoist priest was still calm, and he held a shield in front of him, although he was a little caught off guard by this sudden self-detonation attack, but he finally managed to deal with it, only a little embarrassed.

On the other hand, the woman in red is more than a step worse than the young Taoist priest.

When the magic weapon exploded, a woman's frightened screams were heard, and after the violent fluctuations, a wide brocade handkerchief in the woman's hand was already shattered, the fiery red dress was torn in many places, and the hair was scattered, looking extremely miserable.

Just when the two of them were in shock, two cyan thunderballs the size of a human head followed the sound of Zijian exploding!

Before the two of them could react next, they saw the thunderball glowing with dazzling blue light explode above their heads, turning into two thunder nets from under their heads.

A scream sounded, and the thunder net was quickly closed, and then the sound of the two people struggling and roaring and screaming could be heard.

Yan Ning detonated the magic weapon and sacrificed the thunderball at the same time, the 'Wind Thunderfall' also shot together, and quickly slashed at the bearded strong man.

In the end, the bearded man was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and his fighting experience was much deeper than those two.

Before Yan Ning could make a move, he felt that his cold eyes were very inappropriate, it was a kind of naked contempt. Combined with Yan Ning's fearless demeanor in the face of the three of him before, it made him a little more cautious in his heart.

Just as Yan Ning made a move, the bearded man activated the shield that had already been held in his hand in front of him, quickly retreated a few feet, distanced himself from Yan Ning, and did not forget to paste a vajra talisman on himself.

The Wind Thunderfall slashed at the pitch-black shield in front of the bearded man, making a dull crashing sound. Rao was like this, and the bearded man was still taken several feet away by this sudden attack, and even the ground was left with a deep drag mark.

'Wind Thunderfall' struck away, and the sound of breaking the sky instantly surrounded the bearded man.

The bearded man had no choice but to shrink behind the shield in the face of this strange and difficult to find, lightning-fast flying sword. When he saw the scene of the two companions not far away being instantly cleaned up by Yan Ning using the thunder method, he was immediately frightened and frightened.

"Fellow Daoist, stop it, this is a misunderstanding!"

"We don't mean to be disrespectful to Daoyou, and I hope that Daoyou's subordinates will be merciful!"

The bearded strong man was already shocked by Yan Ning's series of thunderous means at this time, and he couldn't muster the courage to fight with him, he just hoped that the evil star in front of him could stop, how could 'Han Qinglian' be so important, and he thought about it for a while, and he actually made this thing a life-urging talisman.

Yan Ning didn't react to the strong man's plea for mercy, and looked at him coldly while protecting his whole body with a shield, cautiously capturing the trajectory of the 'Wind and Thunderfall', while hiding his body in the dense forest, and constantly retreating.

With a cold snort in his heart, he poured mana into his feet.

Just when the 'Wind Thunderfall' was about to hit the strong man's shield again, Yan Ning's feet were blue at this time, and an extremely crisp thunder sounded suddenly, and the whole figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Thunder escape!

It was in this instant that Yan Ning's figure suddenly appeared behind the bearded man!

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the 'Wind Thunderfall' hitting the shield, the violent fluctuations made the bearded man not notice at all, and Yan Ning had already appeared behind him.

Yan Ning was a claw with one hand, and a dense cyan thunderbolt was attached to it, easily breaking through the shield and grabbing it downward.

The bearded man was frightened by the sound of thunder coming from behind him, and was about to turn his head to look back, when he was grabbed by the back of his neck with the palm of his hand. The cyan thunder and lightning screamed and poured out, and before the bearded man could even scream, his body emitted billowing black smoke, and he became a charred corpse.

Yan Ning exhaled deeply, the situation of using the cyan thunder method to kill the bearded man just now seemed to make him feel an incomparably happy feeling from the depths of his heart, as if he had done something he had been looking forward to for a long time, and he was extremely satisfied.

This was an emotion that he hadn't seen before when he used the thunder method to kill the 'Red Wind Two-Headed Python', which made him a little stunned for a while.

Skillfully ripped off the storage bag on the strong man's corpse, and coldly glanced at the stunned girl standing in front of another tree trunk, Yan Ning immediately walked towards the two thunder nets.

The girl originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to leave this place, but she had only walked a few steps before she witnessed the thunderous hands of the young man in black.

The bearded man surnamed Zhang cultivated in the middle of foundation building, and he didn't even last half a cup of tea in his hands, let alone the other two who were similar to her strength. The eyes that swept over just now were extremely cold, without any emotion, as if they were looking at a dead person.

What to do, to go or not to go?

The girl's heart was extremely entangled.

Yan Ning didn't have time to think about the many thoughts in the young woman's heart, because one of the two thunder nets was broken, and it was the one that covered the young Taoist priest!

When he killed the strong man, he sensed the movement of the young monk breaking through the thunder net. However, after escaping, he reacted quickly, without the slightest drag, and fled at a very fast speed.

Even the woman in red who was in the net with him and asked him for help ignored it and was very decisive.

Yan Ning looked at the back of the young Taoist priest who was quickly leaving, and after thinking about it, he dispelled the idea of chasing after him to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

The magic weapon used by the young Taoist priest when he fled was obviously a bit special, attached to his body like wings, and it was not much more than his speed. In just this short period of time, he has escaped more than ten miles away. The mountains here are high and dense, and even if you use the thunder escape to chase after you, it will take a lot of effort and consume too much mana.

If he was just an ordinary casual cultivator, he would not be afraid, and I believe that the young Taoist priest would not have the heart of revenge after seeing his own methods. But if it has some background, it is really a big trouble, and it must be prevented from moving others to retaliate, and this matter will have to be inquired about after returning to the city.

However, the binding power of this thunder net is obviously not ideal for a monk of the same level. If you can further understand and explore the subtleties, even if the young Taoist priest has some means, it will be difficult to break free.

This thunder and lightning with attributes, he is also new to contact, and it is difficult to find the most effective way to use it in a short time. It seems that I will have to put more effort into this area in the future, and the feeling of having this empty weapon in hand but not knowing how to use it is really uncomfortable.

It's not the time to think about these things now, because there are still two people in the place who haven't solved it.

"Dao . . . Little brother, please be merciful to your subordinates, and the concubine is willing to be a slave and serve you!"

The woman in red was bound in a thunder net, and her whole body was extremely embarrassed. The red vestments were torn, and large swaths of exposed skin were scorched black by the blue thunderbolt. Trembling and curling up together, begging for mercy in as soft a voice as possible.

In order to save her life, this woman even did not hesitate to sell herself in exchange for Yan Ning's forgiveness.

Yan Ning just glanced at her coldly, as if she had turned a deaf ear to her words of begging for mercy, and there was no expression on her face.

With a flick of your fingertips, a thunder rod pops out.

Immediately, a small blood hole appeared in the middle of the center of the woman in red's eyebrows. Beads of blood spilled on her eyelashes, and with that incredible expression and a tattered red dress, it was somewhat poignant.

Yan Ning did not show any pity for this fading beauty.

Still skillfully tearing off the storage bag, he turned around and walked slowly towards the girl who was leaning against the trunk of the tree at a loss.