As Du Ziran's figure emerged little by little from the quiet passage, Ning Chen's eyes suddenly felt a storm of anger.

There is no need to say much about Du Ziran's disgust and hatred, since they met, Du Ziran has been entangled in every way, and now he has become a lackey of Shangqingguan, squeezing out the fellow sect of the Demon Spirit Sect and chasing and killing himself.

"Du Ziran, are you going to stop me too?" Ning Chen squeezed out a few words from between his teeth word by word.

"Ning Chen, you escaped last time, do you think you can escape this time?" Du Ziran also had cold eyes, glanced at Ning Chen and said: "You are bold and reckless, you dare to disrespect the high Shangqing, it is simply insulting to the sect! As the future head of the sect, I have the right to eliminate harm for the Demon Spirit Sect, and you ...... today."

Facing Du Ziran's entanglement, where was Ning Chen willing to talk too much nonsense with him, and did not let Du Ziran completely say the following words, his eyes flashed with golden light, his feet shook, and he went straight towards Du Ziran and killed him.

If it's in the way, die!

Looking at Ning Chen, who was extremely cowardly in the Demon Spirit Sect in the past, and came towards him, Du Ziran squinted his eyes slightly, there was not the slightest fear in his expression, but a bright color flashed, and the Traceless Daoist had promised that as long as he could kill the second aunt, he would be given a Zhuji Dan.

This is also the reason why he has been chasing Ning Chen hard.

Without a moment's pause, Du Ziran opened his arm, and a black feather fan suddenly appeared in his hand, and he waved it at Ning Chen, and suddenly a black storm mixed with countless black spirit feathers like blades struck directly towards Ning Chen.

Looking at the storm in front of him, which looked like a black dragon, biting towards him, Ning Chen's cold expression did not change in the slightest.

That's right, at the beginning of the Demon Spirit Sect, Ning Chen was indeed not Du Ziran's opponent. But now, Ning Chen has already condensed ten layers of qi, and his cultivation is already one piece higher than Du Ziran.

What's more, Ning Chen also had the Divine Soldier Spirit Vein Sword Box in his hand.

Clenching the golden light giant sword in his hand with both hands, Ning Chen's eyes were hideous, and he slashed at the black storm in front of him.

Bang!

With a deafening sound, I saw Du Ziran's rolling black hurricane. It was split in two by Ning Chen's golden light giant sword, and then Ning Chen used his strength to face the black hurricane and rushed towards Du Ziran.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Chen had already appeared in front of Du Ziran, and the golden light giant sword in his hand smashed down on Du Ziran's face.

Seeing that his black hurricane was easily split by Ning Chen, Du Ziran couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he never expected it. It's only been a few months, and Ning Chen's cultivation has reached such a strong point.

The momentum on Ning Chen's body was far beyond Du Ziran's imagination.

Facing Ning Chen's golden light giant sword that slashed straight down with endless hatred, Du Ziran could only be forced to raise his hand, and formed a feather shield composed of black spirit feathers on the palm of his hand, which looked solid and extraordinary.

Rumble!

Another loud bang.

Look at the golden light giant sword with an endless brutal aura, directly smashing the black feather shield and Du Ziran's right hand with a direct bombardment!

At this moment, Du Ziran was in front of Ning Chen. There was no way to fight back.

The strong impact even rushed Du Ziran out seven or eight feet away. Only then did he fall on the yellow rock face, looking embarrassed, his palm that was shattered alive, and the blood gushed out, and the pain was incomparable.

Du Ziran never dreamed that he used to describe ants in the Demon Spirit Sect. Ning Chen, who only knew how to endure, would become so brutal and decisive at this moment.

Du Ziran, who fell to the ground and covered his arms, looked at Ning Chen's murderous and hideous expression, and a feeling of fear was born in his heart. It even gave him an illusion, was this guy in front of him still a little scholar who had just entered the Demon Spirit Sect?

"If you still think that I am the cowardly little scholar I used to be, then you are wrong. Ning Chen spoke, without the slightest pity in his eyes, raised the golden light giant sword in his hand, stepped forward in two steps, and slashed at Du Ziran's body weight, cold, cruel, without the slightest taste of mercy on his subordinates.

Faced with this scene, Du Ziran could only hurriedly raise his hand and form a feather shield again, however, his movements were a little slower than Ning Chen's.

Rumble!

Before the feather shield could be fully formed, the golden light giant sword with a brutal aura had already been slashed down, and suddenly the blood-colored thunder flashed, the earth roared, the yellow rocks were torn one after another, and the black feathers flew up.

Click, bang!

The next moment, looking at Du Ziran who fell to the ground, his left arm could no longer withstand Ning Chen's brutal force, and with the sound of several bones shattering, his left arm exploded directly, forming a blood mist.

Du Ziran finally couldn't help screaming, his body was embedded in the rock crevice under the strong impact, his arms were lost, his flat black clothes were shattered, and his body was even more bloody and blurred.

In just a few breaths, in front of Ning Chen, he completely lost all the ability to resist.

Standing slowly at Du Ziran's feet, Ning Chen's eyes were cold, condescending, he looked at Du Ziran, who was blurred in flesh and blood, and said in a deep voice, "You were originally the eldest disciple of the Demon Spirit Sect, but you were in cahoots with Shangqingguan in the Yinbei Ruins, and killed my fellow disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect, causing nearly 100 deaths and injuries to my disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect, and his crime should be punished, since you choose to be the same as Zhao Zihuai, and are willing to be the lackeys of Shangqingguan, then you should go and be his companion!"

After that, Ning Chen had already raised the eighteenth-level big wooden stick in his hand, from top to bottom, facing Du Ziran's blood-covered face, and poked it down with all his might!

Burst!

As Ning Chen's merciless stick poked down, and then looked at Du Ziran's big nose, he was smashed by Ning Chen, blood splattered everywhere, and the towering nose bone collapsed.

The severe pain made Du Ziran scream again and again: "Ning Chen, you ......"

In the face of Du Ziran's screams, Ning Chen's heart did not show the slightest pity, looking at the misery of his former mortal enemy, he felt extremely happy!

Without letting Du Ziran say what was behind, Ning Chen raised his hand as if pounding garlic, and with the greatest strength in his life, he poked Du Ziran's body again and again with a big wooden stick.

Every poke was accompanied by the sound of broken bones, as well as Du Ziran's terrible screams, and then begging for mercy.

However, Ning Chen turned a deaf ear, without sympathy, and even less mercy, but instead started more and more ruthlessly, and his movements became faster and faster.

Poked with thousands of sticks, and looking at Du Ziran again, his brain was already bursting, his bones were shattered, and his flesh and blood were smashed into a paste by Ning Chen, and he couldn't die anymore!

Such a scene, seeing the white fat man and Erhong, is even more shocking, as the queen of charm, Erhong sometimes feels that she is quite black, but she never expected that Ning Chen launched a madness, which was even more brutal than her.

"Pounding people alive into pulp, this ...... What a hatred this must be. Queen Charm couldn't help but gasp. (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm sorry, the update is a little late, mainly because there is no manuscript at all, and it is really hard to write and send it now.