The elite disciples standing on the side couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as they watched Ning Chen hammer Ning Chen like a sack hammering the dignified Tianjiao, only to feel that his scalp was numb, his back was cold, and he looked at Ning Chen as if he was looking at a monster.

The dignified Qingguan Datianjiao was beaten like a hammer sack by Ning Chen, this ...... This......

For a while, these elite disciples of Shangqingguan are not advancing, retreating, advancing? Zhang Yi has been beaten like that bear, can they be opponents? Look at the big wooden stick, it makes people feel panicked, retreat? Abandoning Tianjiao and the same sect, how will they mix in Shangqingguan in the future?

Just when they hesitated, they looked at Zhang Yi again, after being smashed by Ning Chen for more than a hundred sticks, he was no longer human, and the big bags on his head had already grown into small bags.

It's hard to imagine that lying on the ground is actually Tianjiao of Shangqingguan, a guy who is like a mad dog with a big stick, just an unknown person.

Such a contrast is too great.

Fortunately, this Zhang Yi has already condensed the ninth layer of qi and cultivated quite deeply, even if the aura cannot protect the body, but the physical body is also stronger than ordinary people, although he has been beaten by more than a hundred sticks, but the whole person has not fainted, and he has the heart to resist.

Helpless, Zhang Yi could only protect his head with both hands, forcibly get up, and then run away with his feet on the spirit sword, which was also a choice for being forced to be helpless, Ning Chen's mad dog-style attack was too fierce.

"If you want to run, do you think you can outrun me?" Ning Chen saw that Zhang Yi was about to run, and shouted, then condensed two spirit burst prayer beads, brandished a big wooden stick, and chased Zhang Yi towards him like a fierce god, and had the posture of killing Zhang Yi alive.

At the same time, in the encirclement that was still a few miles away from the Ghost Demon Tower, He Dong and the monks of Zixia Guan had already learned of the secret order of the Great Elder Ouyang Qi.

However, He Dong's face did not have the slightest relief, because just now, he already knew that Zhang Yi of the Great Heavenly Jiao had led a full twenty-three elite disciples to surround Ning Chen.

Thinking of Da Tianjiao Zhang Yi's domineering strength, He Dong only felt that his scalp was fried.

"Elder He Dong, what should we do now? That Zhang Yi's strength is not ordinarily strong, not to mention that he also brought more than twenty elite disciples, and this time the second aunt is more than lucky. A Zixia Guan disciple said with concern, he and Ning Chen still had a little intersection before, so he still sweated for Ning Chen in his heart.

"Now I only hope that the second aunt can obediently hand over the treasure, but, no matter what, if the second aunt passes through us, no Zixia Guan disciple can stop it, and when necessary, help it, and it will not be in vain. He Dong sighed, and then he was ready to instruct the disciples of Zixia Guan to speed up.

"Zhang Yi, do you think you can escape?"

Just as He Dong was instructing the disciples of Zixia Guan, an angry roar suddenly came from the dark forest.

Before He Dong and a group of Zixiaguan disciples could react, they looked at Zhang Yi, who was full of bags and had a blue nose and swollen face, and came out of the dark woods directly, looking extremely embarrassed and fleeing for his life.

Looking behind Zhang Yi again, Ning Chen was holding a big wooden stick, looking like a mad dog, with an angry momentum on his body.

In just a few breaths, he rushed past the disciples of Zixia Guan, chased Zhang Yi all the way, ran into the distance, and disappeared into the forest.

The disciples of Zixia Guan stood stupidly in place, blinking their eyes, looking at each other, and they didn't even react to what was going on for a while.

"What did you see just now?" asked a Zixia Guan disciple with an expressionless face to the disciple beside him.

This disciple also looked pale, and shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I really want to see Datianjiao Zhang Yi chased and beaten by the second aunt with a wooden stick." ”

"I shouldn't be dazzled, right? That's the great Tianjiao of Shangqingguan, how can I be ...... by the second aunt Also big wooden sticks...... This ......" another Zixia Guan disciple said, they were still ready to save Ning Chen, but they never dreamed that it would be such a situation, even if they saw it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe that what they saw was true.

He Dong on the side was completely petrified on the spot, his chin was about to hit the surface of his feet, and he looked at the direction where Ning Chen disappeared in a daze, motionless.

He Dong has seen with his own eyes how strong Zhang Yi is, and there are two peerless magic weapons in his hands, which can be counted in the Lingqiu Kingdom, how can he ...... How could it be like this? Being chased all over the mountains by the second aunt with a wooden stick, how animal is this second aunt?

Not only He Dong and the others, but also the three elders on the cloud platform could clearly see that Ning Chen was running after Zhang Yi with a big wooden stick in the black soil area.

I couldn't help but sweat on the foreheads of these three great elders, especially Tai Shiju's eyes were about to fall out, and his face was full of disbelief, Zhang Yi was the Tianjiao of Shangqingguan, how could this be?

Obviously, Zhang Yi took the initiative to encircle and suppress Ning Chen, but Ning Chen was beaten like this in turn, and the loss of Shangqingguan was not ordinary.

Especially the tattered big wooden stick in Ning Chen's hand, which was extremely eye-catching at this moment.

Elder Si Jin, Elder of Fengzeguan, also had a shocked expression, although Ning Chen's series of actions just now were unpredictable, it seemed that his strength was no longer under Ning Gui, but how could this be possible? How could someone be compared to Ning Gui?

On the other hand, Ouyang Qi, the elder of Zixiaguan, his eyes were also wide at this moment, originally he also sweated for Ning Chen, thinking that Ning Chen was in a catastrophe, but he never expected that this would be the case.

Similarly, his heart is already fluttering and jumping, and being able to beat Zhang Yi into this virtue is simply the pride of the heavens.

"No, no, I have to send another jade slip to the Viewer, and it's best to let him come in person. Ouyang Qi said again and again in his heart.

At the same time, as Ning Chen chased and killed all the way with a big wooden stick, and the other sect disciples who groped their way along the way, when they saw such a strange scene, they were petrified on the spot, and their faces were horrified, and some people even felt that they were poisoned and hallucinated, and Zhang Yi, who was arrogant and arrogant, was chased and beaten with a wooden stick, such a scene was too exaggerated, right?

Zhang Yi, who fled for his life all the way, could naturally see the strange eyes of a famous monk, at this moment, he could be described as ashamed and annoyed, he looked at the face of the great heavens.

"We can't go on like this!"

Zhang Yi looked at the hundreds of monks in front of him with shocked and incredulous expressions, only to feel that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was secretly ruthless in his heart.

Then Zhang Yi slapped the storage bag suddenly, took out a blood-red battle talisman, and after the transformation, he turned around suddenly.

Bang!

Almost at the moment when Zhang Yi just turned around, the big wooden stick in Ning Chen's hand directly smashed his head and face on Zhang Yi's front door.

"Ugh. Zhang Yi let out a miserable scream, and was directly blasted out of the distance by Ning Chen.

"Grandma, do you dare to stop fighting back? I have to kill you dog thing today!" Ning Chen said with fire in his eyes, and then rushed forward with his teeth and claws.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yi couldn't care about the pain anymore, stepped on the spirit sword in embarrassment, fled with his legs, and went straight to the direction of Xihong City.

Ning Chen, as always, waved the seemingly tattered big wooden stick and chased after him.

There were only a hundred or so monks left in a daze, looking at each other, not knowing what to say, they had never seen a large wooden stick with such power.

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