Looking at the bandits who surrounded him, the smile on Ning Hong's face finally calmed down, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

The fierce and vicious Xiongshan Tiger body shook, and the momentum of the fifth order of opening the pulse rushed to his face, Ning Hong's heart trembled, and at the same time gave birth to a fiery desire, in the face of a master of this level, he was still a little reluctant, but it was worth a try.

As imagined before, although the old mansion master of the Miao family did not show cultivation, the Miao family dared to resist, indicating that the strength was about the same.

Even if he can't beat it, so what, his hole cards are confident that even the Gathering Spirit Realm will be annihilated.

As soon as he thought of this, Zong Wudao's face appeared in his mind, and he was secretly angry in his heart: Wait, when the peak of Xuanyuan is at the top, I will use my true strength to take revenge.

"Boy" Xiong Shan roared at Ning Hong with a hideous face, his heart was shocked, Ning Hong didn't have the slightest fear, and there was no wave.

He could slightly feel that Ning Hong already had an open pulse realm, but he was more disdainful, because Ning Hong's aura was not very strong.

"Don't you know that this is Uncle's territory?"

"Big brother, he... He was the guard of the Miao family before, and Brother Guan was killed by him. ”

Before Ning Hong could answer, two of the three people who had chased and killed Miao Yuanyuan with the cockscomb and finally escaped back due to Ning Hong's ferocity were killed in last night's battle, and that person survived last night again, and he was the only one who had seen Ning Hong, his shoulders were bandaged, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Xiong Shan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, originally thought that Ning Hong didn't know how to break in, but now he knew that since Ning Hong was a member of the Miao family, the purpose of coming was self-evident, and he secretly scolded Ning Hong for being stupid in his heart.

"Arrest him for me"

With his order, the bandits around him who were bandaged and uninjured below the Open Pulse Realm had some solemnity in their eyes, and they licked their lips and raised their knives to attack.

Although the boy has the cultivation of the Open Pulse Realm, his youthful childishness and fair and silky skin give people the feeling that he is a young man who has not been deeply involved in the world and does not have much combat experience.

Looking at the bandits who were like hungry wolves attacking from all directions, the corners of Ning Hong's mouth curved into a strange arc, and Xiong Shan's brows couldn't help frowning, but he didn't think much about it.

"Boy, look at the knife. ”

"Hahaha, your little white-faced uncle will give you a makeover"

......

The laughter of the bandits continued to sound around them, and a bandit spirit rolled in, constantly approaching, but, suddenly, the smiles on everyone's faces froze, became frightened, and then their faces turned hideous.

Rumble!

The young man waved his fist casually, and in front of him, the big knife in the hand of a quenched ninth-order bandit broke under the white and tender fist, and the broken sharp blade exploded to the right under the pressure of the huge force, stabbing a bandit in the forehead, and the man opened his mouth with a frightened gaze and fell straight down, and was immediately trampled by the people behind him to blur the flesh and blood.

The punch was like a bamboo, and at the same moment, without the slightest block, it hit the chest of the bandit who had broken the knife, making his face distort, and his body turned into a cannonball and smashed it towards the back, knocking down a group of people and losing his breath.

The bandits in the rear were already approaching, wielding their big knives fiercely and slashing down at the boy.

Although the boy realized that the rear was sharply approaching, he didn't have time to dodge, but he was not afraid, smiled slightly, and reluctantly moved his body forward, ensuring that he would not be cut by the machete, and raised his arm up to block the attacks from both sides.

Ping-pong, the sound of gold and stone collision came out, and the young man's back and side arms were slashed by countless big knives, and his clothes were suddenly shredded to reveal the white skin inside.

Finding something wrong in Bear Mountain, not far away, he yelled, "Hurry back!"

Everyone moved the knife away, stunned, the young man's slashed skin, except for the white marks, there was not the slightest damage, it was simply terrifying, how could there be such a strong body.

When everyone heard Xiong Shan shouting to retreat, it was too late, Ning Hong turned his head and kicked his feet, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, in the scream, one by one the bandits were beaten sideways, and those bandits who retreated violently were also hit by the corpses of their partners from Ning Hong, and they fell to the ground one after another, and the scene fell into chaos.

"Boy, Hugh is rampant," the only bandit in Yanhua Mountain who had opened the first order of the pulse shouted, kicked the ground with both feet, and went straight to Ning Hong.

Feeling a powerful momentum coming from the side, Ning Hong turned his head and sneered, and the cultivation of the first order of the Open Pulse Realm was also released.

Boom!

In front of everyone's eyes, the young man's white fist did not have the slightest protection, and collided heavily with the big knife.

This person is one of the few masters of the Open Pulse Realm in Yanhua Mountain, and of course there are weapons with better materials than ordinary ones.

But even so, the knife collided with the two. Squeaked, the blade of the knife continued to tremble, but after a few collisions, the knife was still overwhelmed, and it was broken by Ning Hong, on the other hand, Ning Hong's fist, except for some infrared, there was no damage in the slightest, it was simply a humanoid weapon, which made the opposite side frightened.

"Hmph" Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the second master stammered lightly, snorted lightly, drew his knife, and when Ning Hong didn't care, he detoured behind him, the cold light in his eyes exploded, and he raised his thick arm, and the whistling sound came from behind Ning Hong.

Feeling the breath behind him, Ning Hong's fist that had been rushing out suddenly stopped, and he hurriedly turned around and put his arms in front of his head.

Seeing him turn around, the bandit who opened the first order of the pulse reacted from his fear, his face was hideous, and without the slightest hesitation, he picked up an ordinary but intact big knife from the ground, and stabbed Ning Hong fiercely in the back of the head.

Ning Hong, who was caught in the front and back, frowned, his handsome face became solemn, he didn't care about anything else, his right arm was lowered, placed at his side, and the chaos trick was running in his body, imprisoning the aura flowing in his palm in heaven and earth for a short time, and according to a specific palm meridian flow, the palm began to vibrate slightly, and he shouted in his heart, "(Yellow Steps) Earthquake Mountain Palm"

Bang, the vibration sensation was transmitted to the stammering hand through the big knife, spreading all over the body, the qi and blood in the body were chaotic, and a more huge force deflected the big knife in his hand, and then followed the body in a circle.

After repelling the stammer, Ning Hong did not relax, hurriedly turned around, the white palm grabbed the blade, a faint tingling sensation came, the tip of the knife dotted a red dot on his forehead, Ning Hong's eyes were very cold and penetrated into the heartstrings, touching his gaze, the bandit who opened the pulse was like falling into an ice cellar, and his body couldn't help but tremble, is this the gaze that a child of this age should have?

Thinking about it six years ago, after Ning Hong's dantian was broken, he was bullied by the Jin clan, how much bitterness made him calm, and at the same time, he was lonely and calm in his heart, he knew that the world was cold, his heart was no longer as soft as before, and he had already killed people before, and he had no resistance to this feeling.

Bang, the thin palm was slightly forced, the knife shattered, and he didn't care about the frightened and pleading gaze of the bandit in front of him, Ning Hong's right palm trembled again.

"Erdare!" "Seeing this, Stammering and Xiongshan yelled, but it was too late.

With a snort, he slapped the man's face, half of his face was distorted with fear, and half of it collapsed directly, extremely terrifying, his body slid along the ground for more than ten meters, and the blood stained red all the way.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and their eyes widened as they looked at the handsome young man with a calm face.

Is this really the first order of opening the pulse? one palm resists the attack of the third order of opening the pulse, and the other palm slaps the fly to kill the first order of opening the pulse.

"Ahh

The subordinates of the Open Pulse Realm are treasures to him, and now, in just two days, three subordinates of the First Order of the Open Pulse have been sacrificed.

The wine warehouse is gone, it can be rebuilt, the treasure is gone, it can be grabbed again, and the master of the Open Pulse Realm is really one less dead, due to the talent now, it is too rare to be able to enter the Open Pulse Realm.

Xiong Shan and Stammering stared at Ning Hong with murderous eyes, and they all burst out at the same time, stepping on angry steps, each time making the ground slightly shake.

Two breaths attacked Ning Hong from two directions, especially the breath of Xiong Mountain's Fifth Order of Open Pulse, which made him more and more dignified, more of a yearning for battle, he wanted to see how big a gap there was between his current strength and that of the Fifth Order of Open Pulse.

"Heavy Slash (Yellow Tier)"

Xiong Shan rushed forward, and suddenly increased the strength in his hand again, splitting the air in the path into a whistling sound, Ning Hong's brows jumped, and he dodged sideways, this knife could hurt him.

A few strands of black and silky hair fell, Xiong Shan did not stop there, the horizontal knife swept over, and Ning Hong retreated to the right clearing.

At this time, the stutter also came, and a knife slashed on the young man's retreat, although there was no martial arts blessing, it was enough to retreat Ning Hongzhen to the attack range of Xiong Mountain, and the two had a very tacit understanding.

The sword eyebrows were furrowed, the young man snorted, and a trace of thunder arc flashed somewhere on the surface of his body, but it was all over his body in an instant, but the thunder arc was very small, and only when he was beating, could he see a faint trace of thunder light.

This is the thunder arc obtained on the edge of life and death after obtaining Lei Zedan's quenching body under the thunder abyss before, but the thundering palm has not progressed.

The white and tender palm of the "Zhenshan Palm" carried a slight invisible thunder arc, and resolutely slapped on the big knife that stammered, stammering and sneering, and then a slight paralysis entered his body, making the corners of his mouth twitch and his strength greatly reduced.

After the collision, due to inertia, even if the stammering no longer exerts force, the strong aftershock force from above came, Ning Hong did not panic at all, his right leg was wrong, he kicked hard, and forcibly stopped, the blood in his body was boiling, his chest was a little dull, and a mouthful of reverse blood poured into his mouth, and he swallowed it back.

At that moment, he turned his palm into a claw and grabbed the big knife and pulled it back, leaning forward, stammering backwards in a paralyzed state, falling out of the side, and taking off the weapon.

Xiong Shan had been blinded by anger, and he vigorously accelerated his strength to slash forward, but Ning Hong still did not escape Xiong Shan's attack after all.

The sharp knife slashed through, bringing up a bright red bloodstain, which made Xiong Shan's eyes more and more red, more and more crazy, like a demon beast, with a hideous face.

At this time, the young man's back and shoulders were crossed with a blood mark, especially in the middle part, the bones were deeply visible, revealing the white bones of the forest, the young man was in pain, gritted his teeth and stepped forward, and distanced himself from Xiong Mountain.

Stammered and got up from the ground, and looked at the young man not far away with palpitations, the paralysis was too weird, and before he could think about it, Xiong Shan attacked again.

Looking at the approaching broadsword, feeling the pain in his back, the young man still did not panic, and grinned on his pale lips after blood loss, and sneered, feeling a little impatient in his heart due to the injury.

A sense of crisis spread to Xiong Shan's heart, but he still did not flinch, but accelerated his speed, his body jumped into the air, his limbs bent back, his hands grabbed the hilt of the knife, and he shouted.

"Die!"

"Heavy Slash"

The two hands exerted force at the same time, the thick palm clenched the handle of the knife, and the excessive squeezing made his fingertips a little white, and he was extremely surprised by Ning Hong's performance and ability to leapfrog the challenge of his peers just now, and roared fiercely in his heart: This son can't stay.

Not far away, the originally frightened bandit Luo Luomen looked at the boss's terrifying momentum and the young man's pale face and the hideous wound on his back, knowing that the dust had ended, he was amazed by Ning Hong's talent and regretted for him.

Because they have never heard of a fifteen-year-old Open Pulse Realm master, he is still a master who can leapfrog the challenge, but today, he is destined to fall.

After a little regret, a smile appeared on their faces, because they had seen the fall of such a genius with their own eyes, and their boss was going to kill such a genius boy with his own hands, and the legend of their wild goose slippery mountain was destined to spread far and wide, and this kind of perverted pride was in their hearts, and it was out of control.

The stammerer also stood up at this time, clenched his fists, his brows furrowed, more of an anticipation.

A flash of light flashed, and the light blue aura crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and the originally excited people opened their mouths as if they had eaten dead flies, and their eyes were glazed.

The stammering pupils shrank into a wheat mang, and a dark cheek suddenly turned pale, what did he see, he saw that a light blue aura entwined suddenly appeared in the young man's hand, and the pattern of the dragon and phoenix seizing the pearl carved on it was a sharp sword, just a simple wave, Xiong Shan suddenly stopped.

Ning Hong's hair was blown by the strong wind from Xiong Shan's sharp chop, and it flickered in the sun, and he was slashed backwards by Xiong Shan's knife, and a mouthful of bright red sprayed down.

At this time, Xiong Shan stopped in his place, the blood red in his eyes slowly faded, his eyes were wide open and his eyes were about to split, with unwillingness and fear, just holding the big knife in his hand motionless, on the knife and his neck, surrounded by a faint blue aura.

There was a soft bang, and the big knife in his hand turned into pieces, and at the same time, with a bang, the whole head gradually slipped off with unwillingness, and if you look closely, you can find that the cut is as smooth as a mirror, but no one will have the leisure time to watch.

Xiongshan's body fell, blood stained red.

His fall, not very loud, so loud that the sound continued to develop in the hearts of the bandits, getting bigger and bigger, this is their pillar of the collapse, their faith collapsed, so that all the bandits were discouraged, some screamed in terror and fled in all directions, some sat on the ground with no light in their eyes, confused and frightened, some were angry, gritted their teeth, their faces were hideous, they came with their knives, and finally under the wound of the sword, they turned into corpses.

Stammering motionless, all thoughts were discouraged, looking at the young man not far away coming with a sword, not running away, not begging for mercy, looking at the young man's eagle-like sharp gaze, he knew that the young man would not let him go, and although his cultivation was higher than that of the young man, he was not the opponent of the young man at all, and it was just in vain to escape.

Ning Hong came with a sword in his right hand, and with a movement of his mind, a first-order stasis pill appeared on his left hand and stuffed it into his mouth, no one noticed, the wound on his back gradually healed at a slow speed, and the blood stopped flowing.

"Can I know what level of weapon this is?" stammering with gray pupils, looking at the death of the eldest brother, he instantly aged a lot, staring at the sword in Ning Hong's hand, at the moment before he died, he was not stammering, and for the first time he said a sentence coherently, but it was also the last time for him.

Ning Hong looked at him with a flat look in his eyes, and glanced at the sword in his hand: "It may be a treasure weapon, or it may be a spiritual weapon." ”

To be honest, he wasn't sure what level of weapon it was, but it was definitely not a mortal weapon.

On this continent, ordinary mortal blacksmiths can only build mortal weapons, and only refiners who have reached the Gathering Spirit Realm have the ability to build treasure weapons, and spiritual weapons, which can only be built by refiners in the realm above Gathering Spirits, are unheard of, but thinking that in his storage bag, the bones of the dead gods have an irresistible coercion, which is a feeling that Zong Wudao, who is close to the high level of the Gathering Spirit Realm, can not give him, he feels that the wounded godless is definitely not the Gathering Spirit Realm, but what is the realm, and what realms are after the gathering of spirits, he did not find the slightest in the miscellaneous books of the Ning family, and he didn't have time to ask others。

When I go back this time, it seems that I have to ask Moonlight Hansha, because she is a master of the high-level Gathering Spirit, and she must know.

Hearing Ning Hong's uncertain words, he stammered and closed his eyes, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he spread his arms.

He didn't even dare to think about this kind of weapon, he could die under such a weapon and die without regrets.

In the end, he stammered and fell to the ground, there was also a blood mark on his chest, a faint aura, he died very peacefully, very satisfied, with his fall, the era of the wild goose slippery mountain bandits really no longer existed.

Ning Hong raised the sword in his hand, and his heart was a little moved, when he got it before, there was a sword light on the sword body, but there was no faint aura, now, that sword light converged and did not recur, but produced a faint aura, you know, the aura can only be truly used when it gathers spirits, and the faint aura on this sword body seems to be natural, and it swallows itself.

Yanhua Mountain was immersed in panic, and more and more bandits fled in the wilderness, not daring to stay at all, for fear of provoking Ning Hong, a killer star.

The young man looked around, looked at the corpses all over the ground, raised his hand, and looked at the palm, before, in Lei Yuan, he absorbed the life essence of the dead demon beast, that feeling of life, that kind of refreshing feeling, made him a little nostalgic, but then he disappeared inexplicably after falling Lei Yuan, in retrospect, he fell Lei Yuan and did not die, it should also be because of that vitality.

I don't know if the essence of human life can be absorbed, Ning Hong thought, his body also began to act, his hands touched the body of the bandit who fell in a pool of blood, with the operation of the chaos technique, a trace of vitality gushed out from the corpse, through the white and tender palm, into Ning Hong's body, the feeling of fluttering fairy comfort came, Ning Hong closed his eyes and looked intoxicated, and couldn't help moaning.

"Hmm~ That's how it feels, cool~!"