"Xu Ming, don't be angry. They are just ordinary people, why bother?" Ye Ning turned to the sword idiot and said, "Why did you kill him?" He is also from Ye City, and the deity is going to be the master of the Qiu family!" Ye Ning's tone was not stern, but in the ears of the sword idiot, it was like thunder.

"I ...... I ......"

He was speechless.

Qiu Shaobai had the courage to come out of nowhere and shouted: "He robbed my Qiu family's heirloom!"

"Family heirloom?" Ye Ning stepped forward and stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it." ”

The sword idiot was unwilling, but he knew very well that the power that came when the Xuanlong Sword was broken just now was definitely not something he could compete with. He gritted his teeth and took his hand into his arms, as if to take out some treasure.

At this time, the mutation was born!

The sword idiot took out a dagger that was a foot long, and with an extremely faint light, it stabbed Ye Ning's chest violently. Surprisingly, that dagger actually contained extremely rich spiritual power, it was definitely a treasure-level dagger!

The mutant was born in an instant, the distance between the two was extremely close, and the sword idiot even used some kind of secret method, using teleportation!

Xu Ming was surprised, this change was so fast, he was not allowed to help at all. You must know that monks are also human beings, and although their abilities are extraordinary, their physical bodies are still very fragile, and no monk dares to be easily hit by a treasure weapon. Unless, he's a saint!

When—

Xu Ming didn't dare to look at it. Ye Ning is finished, which means that he is going to die. However, after a long time, he is now alive and well, and there are no accidents. With a long sigh, he opened his eyes. I saw that Ye Ning was standing unharmed, holding a dagger full of spiritual power in his hand. And the sword idiot, his face is like ashes.

"Tang Tingyu sent you?" Ye Ning asked, "Sure enough, what a trick!" Haha, if I were just an ordinary Venerable, at such a close distance, and was attacked by a monk, I am afraid that if I don't die, I will be seriously injured." However, Tang Tingyu is going to be disappointed! The deity is not an ordinary Venerable!"

"You ......" The sword idiot just opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, but in an instant, he moved backwards violently, turned around and flew away. At this moment, the momentum of his whole person changed, and his cultivation was rising steadily, revealing the realm of the middle stage of the Venerable!

Tang Tingyu's wishful thinking was indeed good, and with a Venerable mid-stage monk with teleportation secret techniques, he sneaked up on Ye Ning at close range, and there was a great probability that the sneak attack would be successful. What he never expected was that Ye Ning had cultivated the "Vajra Refining Body Technique", which was rarely practiced by monks, and had reached the realm of Xiaocheng!

"Want to escape?"

Ye Ning was furious, waved his hand to seal the magic pen, and "swish" flew out seven runes, surrounding the sword idiot from seven directions.

The sword idiot was shocked, this time he came, he had the heart of death, but he didn't expect Ye Ning to be so powerful, facing the enemy head-on, he was not an enemy at all. Thankfully, he could teleport! The figure flickered, and he escaped from the encirclement of seven runes.

"Can you escape by teleporting?"

This time, Ye Ning was really angry. Entering the monk world, this is the first time he has faced the closest death, and the person who caused all this is just a mid-Venerable monk, how can he not be angry?

As a medium-grade holy weapon, and it is a medium-grade holy weapon refined by Ye Ning himself, there is no doubt that the Feng Shen Pen can wield a trace of "potential" power, although this power is very small, but it is enough for sword obsession. Feng Shen's pen moved quickly, drawing countless blood-red runes, overwhelmingly surging towards the sword idiot, and finally turning into a blood-red world, completely enveloping the sword idiot.

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The afternoon continued to update, and now the dinner went. Rattle.