Ning Wuqian lowered his head and held the Shi Demon Sword silently, although he hit Miao Wuhua and helped him advance, but obviously Ning Wuqian didn't care, just looked at everyone with a sneer: "What? Miao Wuhua has advanced, will you have the confidence to wait?" Ning Wuqian said and took the Shi Demon Sword in his hand and waved his hand: "Let's see who dares to come down to my sword." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked puzzled, it was really difficult to say whether Miao Wuhua had something to do, and at this juncture, no one dared to offend Ning Wuqian rashly.

"Ning Wuji, stop it! You can trigger this talisman array in the middle of the formation, and Miao can also attack at the same time to restrain you, is it what you want? ”

Ning Wuqian stared at everyone gloomily, reluctant to retreat, after standing for a long time, he only felt that his feet were hot, and he couldn't help but look down, but he was shocked when he saw a talisman belt not far away, and he secretly wrapped around his ankle at some point, and a slender silver wire that was slightly invisible was quietly tied between his legs, and he didn't know what material it was made of, and he couldn't break free for a while.

"I advise you to stop when you get the Shimo Sword today!" It was Kunlun's female cultivator who was proficient in the formation who spoke, just now he only cared about talking to Miao Wuhua, and for a while she didn't know when she made such a small action: "I advise you not to waste your efforts to untie it, unless Xiao Baiye is by your side at this moment, you won't be able to open it in a few days, let me go!"

"Sure enough, Kunlun Shushan is full of sinister and cunning people. Ning Wuqian sneered, just looked at everyone silently: he had been preparing for today's incident for a few years, if it weren't for the stubble of the Demon Sword on the way, he would have done it a long time ago, and now he wants to let these people leave like this, but he is a little unwilling.

After struggling for a long time, Ning Wuqian seemed to have finally compromised, and waved his hand: "Give you two hours, leave quickly, otherwise don't blame Ning for being polite." ”

Miao Wuhua bowed slightly, swept her sleeves, turned around and walked a few steps forward with Jia Jia and the others, but suddenly stopped, looked back at Ning Wuxi, looked at the Demon Sword for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Forgive Miao for being blunt, this Demon Sword is awe-inspiring and ominous. Sometimes, it's better not to get contaminated. ”

"It's not about you. Ning Wuqian didn't look at Miao Wuhua, but raised his hand, "You go!"

Looking at the departure of Shushan, Kunlun and Fang Zhenren, Ning Wuqian stood in the middle of the talisman for a long time without saying a word.

It wasn't until the sun set that someone finally came from the jungle with clothes and walked in front of Ning Wuji.

Ning Wujian raised his eyes to look at the male cultivator in gorgeous clothes, puzzled and curious: "I really don't understand what kind of relationship you have with Kunlun. Say that you don't want to give up Kunlun, and you are willing to help me do this, and lay down this layer of talisman arrays in the middle of the formation, say that you are disgusted with Kunlun, if you make a move, unite with us and others, and kill all of them here. ”

The monk in front of him was silent.

Ning Wujian said: "History is written by the victors, and only the victors are qualified to beak the future." Just like my ancestor Ning Wuji, because if he loses, he can only fall into the Demon Dao, otherwise the Tibetan Sword Peak more than 100,000 years ago should not be surnamed Qin, but should be surnamed Ning. What the hell are you thinking, Xiao Baiye?"

It turned out that the person standing in front of him was none other than Xiao Baiye, the Kunlun rebel cultivator who resounded in the land of Shenzhou back then.

Xiao Bai was silent.

"Your current cultivation is no worse than Miao Wuhua, if you make a strong move, and they are in your talisman array, how can you say that you have a greater chance of winning, why don't you do it?"

"The two of us are two unrelated people, I would rather help you this time, only this time, and the rest of the things have nothing to do with Xiao. Xiao Baiye said, although his tone was indifferent, there was no lack of warnings, "Also, there are some things that you shouldn't take care of, so you should leave it alone." ”

"I don't understand you. Ning Wuqian didn't care, tightened his hands, and held the Demon Sword in his hand, "But Ning Mou won't stop there." ”

"Whatever you want, you can do it yourself. Xiao Baiye nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, but heard Ning Wujian ask behind him: "Xiao Baiye, there is something I am very curious about, if you don't answer, it doesn't matter." ”

"What's the matter?" Xiao Baiye turned half of his face and asked Ning Wuji.

I only heard Ning Wuji's voice coming from behind him: "Everyone says that there are internal ghosts in the high-level of Kunlun, and if you betray Kunlun, everyone will say that it is you, I want to ask if those things are true." ”

"Some are, some don't. Xiao Baiye turned around and left.

Ning Wuqian stood in place, his face was quite playful: "What about the strange materials of the sky, I don't even know what I want, I think I'm just a poor worm." ”

Ning Wuqian didn't talk about this side for the time being, and said that the monks of Kunlun and Shushan went straight all the way, and when they finally separated, Li Wangzhen still looked a little stupid, and advised Miao Wuhua: "You are careful, Ning Wuqian may not give up easily." With such a big momentum this time, I'm afraid he hates you to the core. This person has a lot of hills and valleys in his chest, and it is unusual to think of the means. ”

"I see, thank you for telling me. Miao Wuhua nodded, watched Li Wangzhen and his party leave the Shushan monks, turned around and waved his hand: "Go back to Kunlun." ”

Because there were dozens of monks, and the number was not a few, everyone did not hurry, but the speed was not slow, and they flew in the direction of Kunlun. Kunlun is the base camp of their sect, and it is much better to have a large array to protect the mountain.

Traveling thousands of miles all the way, Qin Ya walked to Miao Wuhua's side quietly: "Miao Master, you, you are hit by the Nashi Demon Sword, but there is any discomfort. ”

Facing Qin Ya's slightly embarrassed expression, Miao Wuhua smiled and replied, "Fortunately, you don't need to blame yourself, what's more, I was able to advance with his sword, and I think the legend of the Demon Sword is nothing more than that." ”

Qin Ya lowered her head, her face unchanged: "That magic sword is always Shaoxin's handwriting, I always feel that there is something wrong with this thing." ”

"Don't worry, I have my own plans. Miao Wuhua nodded at Qin Ya as she spoke, and then closed her eyes, this look was clearly not going to say any more, Qin Ya had no choice but to give up.

Go straight all the way, and there are still three days to reach Mingding City, so it can be said that this road is coming to an end. At the same time that all the Kunlun monks took a long breath, Ning Wuqian finally made a move.

Seeing Ning Wuqian who came to block the road with a group of people, everyone couldn't help frowning, and Zhu Xingyuan shook his head and sighed: "Ning Wujian, if I were you, I would quickly find a place to hide, the magic sword in your hand is well known, and there are so many people in the world who want this sword, so you are not afraid that the sword will be robbed?"

Ning Wujian didn't think so: "It's easy to say, just let me cut Qin Ya and Gu Lang with two swords!"

"Why are you so persistent?" Zhu Xingyuan muttered twice, fortunately, he had already spread the matter of the Demon Sword in Ning Wuji's hands, and Ning Wuqian appeared here in a grand manner, presumably it would not be long before the monks who were greedy for money to pick up the leaks would come, and at that time, they would be able to take advantage of this to get out.

This trip is the pursuit and killing of the Kunlun monks by the three major demon sects of the Shura Sect, the Gate of Life and Death and the Hehuan Sect where Ning Wujian is located, in fact, in the final analysis, it can't be said that the pursuit and killing are just Ning Wujian is in his arms, and he wants to cut Qin Ya and Gu Lang with two swords, or he wants to cut off the luck of the two.

"Let you, two people who were born with everything, taste the taste of luck and slashing. Ning Wuqian curled the corners of his lips, but this time, the reason why he held it so big was because of the wandering flowers standing behind him, and the cultivation seemed to have been in the dust, but no one knew what kind of cultivation he wanted to get rid of.

You Lianhua can probably see from the name of the word "The exercises" he practiced are quite related to Buddhism, and Miao Wuhua is the Kunlun monk Shan Wudang created the "Immortal Technique on the Other Side", this exercise can be practiced all the way to the Tibetan God, and what should be done after the Tibetan God, all by the good and fearless left by the words and codex notes personal comprehension, it can be said that Miao Wuhua is a leader.

For example, today, the two people closest to the people in the Buddhist sect who were annihilated early are the two in front of them, but they don't want to think that one day, these two people will also become opponents.

When You Lianhua saw everyone, she couldn't help laughing, and then sighed lightly: "I have no intention of being an enemy of Kunlun, I just want to die, and I have to obey." ”

In the whole world, who can give his life to You Lianhua, a monk whose cultivation has reached the point of dust?

"It's just an old grudge from more than 100,000 years ago. You Lianhua sighed lightly, with compassion in her eyes, "Your Ning family can only fall into the Demon Dao forever, although the Qin family has a great reputation in Kunlun, but the talent is withering, and the prosperity of more than 100,000 years ago no longer exists, and now only Qin Ya and Gu Lang are left." Ning Wuji, do you really want to insist on this?"

"You Zhenren, don't persuade me, I have made up my mind, I'd rather fight to the death than let the two of them escape. Ning Wuqian said, "The real person just needs to follow the order and make a move." ”

"Well, that's fine. You Lianhua said, looking at Miao Wuhua, "A battle between the two of us can actually be avoided, as long as you and I don't interfere, let this matter be solved by Ning Wujian and Qin Ya and Gu Lang?"

"I don't know the truth or falsity of the killing of luck, but Qin Ya and Gu Lang are both my Kunlun talents, how can they be cut off by others. Miao was hit by that sword before, and he should have paid it off. Ning Wujian will not calculate this account. Miao Wuhua shook her head, "I don't know the luck ahead, so I can't ask the two of them to take this risk." ”

"You're stupid, and you can't blame anyone else. Ning Wuqian sneered, with the Demon Sword in his hand, sweeping away all the sword cultivation remnants, that is, Gu Lang lost his natal flying sword, what about Qin Ya's body to cultivate the sword, as long as it is a sword cultivator, all of them should inhabit the residual power of this sword. (To be continued.) )