"My sword has never killed people, not saved people. Didn't you hear clearly?"

The woman in red's voice was cold, making people unconsciously feel a chill around them.

Anger rose in Ning Wuji's heart, this woman, not only is it difficult to speak, she is simply speechless, self-righteous, and she looks like an iceberg goddess?

With a cold snort, Ning Wuqian glanced at the woman in red, "Hmph, I see that you can't even kill people." ”

The woman in red had a chill in her eyes, and her gaze was even colder.

Ruo Liufeng was frightened into a cold sweat by Ning Wuji's words on the side, and hurriedly pulled Ning Wujian and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Hongye, don't be angry, don't be angry, reader, be straightforward." ”

"Hmph. Ning Wuqian sneered and looked at the woman in red, "Can you kill people now?"

If Liufeng really couldn't figure out why Ning Wuqian had been provoking Nalan Hongye, an iceberg woman, he remembered that when he came, he told Ning Wuqian about Nalan Hongye's killing of one hundred and nine thieves in one night.

Even the other disciples of the other Yuxian Sect in front of the hall were also surprised to look at Ning Wujian and provoke Nalan Hongye, Don't want to live?

Nalan Hongye looked coldly at Ning Wuji, who was as tall as herself, her unblinking eyes, and the red veil covered her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

"How about a bet? I'll stand in front of you, and if you can't kill me, follow me to save people." ”

Ning Wujian and the woman in red looked at each other, he didn't know if this red leaf was Yan Hongye in "A Chinese Ghost Story", and now Bai Suzhen, Fahai or something ran out, he wouldn't be surprised.

"What if I kill you?" Nalan Hongye snorted coldly.

Ning Wuqian smiled lightly, "Then even if my life is thin, I will kill it, and I will never blame the girl." ”

Ruo Liufeng glared, "Hey, Ning Gongzi, aren't you, are you playing really?"

"Hmph, madman. ”

Nalan Hongye looked at Ning Wuji, whose eyes were calm and fearless, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Are you afraid?" Ning Wuji's laughter came faintly.

Choke......

Before the words fell, a jet-black sword light struck towards Ning Wujian, like red leaves falling on the fragrant mountain, but with ruthlessness, coldness, and the autumn wind, it stabbed straight over.

This sword continued to enlarge in Ning Wuji's eyes, and his divine sense could clearly see the trajectory of the sword light, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Nalan Hongye made a move, swift and ruthless, straight to Ning Wuji's throat, the jet-black sword, with the smile of death, attacked like a shock.

"You can't even hold a sword, how can you kill?"

Just when the Mo Evil Sword was about to pierce Ning Wuji's throat, his body twisted suddenly, and his long-prepared right hand pinched Nalan Hongye's wrist, twisted it hard, and with a shock, Nalan Hongye was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

"Senior Sister ......"

The female disciple of the Yuxian Sect exclaimed, and several figures flew out, holding the flying Nalan red leaves.

"Senior Sister Momiji!"

Ruoliufeng also exclaimed, and pounced towards Nalan Hongye, but unfortunately Ruoliufeng was a step late, and Nalan Hongye had been rescued by the disciples of Yuxian Sect.

"Hmph, shameless ......"

A white silk flew in, enveloping the Ruoliufeng in the air, and with a shake and a flick, the Ruoliufeng of the Qi Transformation Realm was swept up without any resistance, and smashed into the table and chair on the side, making a close contact.

Sonorous......

The Mo Evil Sword smashed to the ground, emitting a heavy trembling sound, and on Ning Wuji's arm, a wound several inches long appeared, and drops of blood ran down his fingers and dripped on the Mo Evil Sword.

"It is worthy of being a proud disciple of the Yuxian Sect, even if he is seriously injured, he still has this reaction. Ning Wuqian sighed lightly, the moment Nalan Hongye was grabbed by his wrist just now, the sword momentum changed, and the thorn turned into a split, if it weren't for Ning Wujian to shake it away, one of his right arms would be wasted.

The Mo Evil Sword is too sharp, just a light touch, it will cut out the wound on the arm, if it is split, the consequences are unimaginable.

Several white-clothed women appeared beside Ning Wuji, a sword pointed at him, with a pretty face and a cold look in their eyes.

The person who wrapped the wind with white silk also appeared, and it was the graceful woman who was speaking at the city gate who came to the woman in red, pointed her sword and pointed at the point, and at the same time a mellow pill was fed into the mouth of the woman in red, and with a slap of her hand, a true aura entered the woman in red.

After a while, the woman in red woke up leisurely.

"Senior sister, you forcibly sacrificed Mo Ye again, why bother? The master said, before the opportunity comes, Mo Ye cannot be sacrificed...... "The woman in white sighed lightly.

"Hey, girls, Mo Evil Sword, can I borrow it?"

Ning Wujian stopped the bleeding from the wound and looked at the people of Yuxian Sect, he didn't have a good impression of this group of women, and besides, if the woman in red wasn't so cold and directly lent him a sword, how could there be so many things?

"Hmph, shameless man, do you want to leave after hurting your senior sister?" The woman in white who surrounded Ning Wuqian drank softly, her eyes full of unkindness.

Nalan Hongye took a deep breath, got up with the support of the woman in white, and stared at Ning Wujian with cold eyes, she was sure that Ning Wujian would definitely see that she was seriously injured before she dared to bet, but if the wind couldn't see it, how could a mortal who was not even in the innate realm see it?

"Red leaf girl, you lost ......" Ning Wujian reminded Nalan Red Leaves, the cold woman was not cute at all.

"Senior sister?" the Yuxian Sect disciples looked at Nalan Hongye together.

Nalan Hongye was weak and said, "Let him go, if it's ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ning Wujian pick up the Mo Evil Sword and run out of the house, saving people is like fighting a fire, so he has to be in a hurry.

"If he can afford to hold the Mo Evil Sword!" Watching Ning Wujian's figure disappear, Nalan Hongye muttered to himself, his eyes lost his mind in an instant, "He picked up the Mo Evil Sword?"

If Liufeng was wrapped in white silk, and his mouth was also covered by white silk, he could only stare at Ning Wuqian and run away very unrighteously, regretting in his heart, he ate too much and brought a madman here to make trouble?

Thinking that he was likely to be tortured by the female disciples of the Yuxian Sect, Ruo Liufeng had tears in his eyes.

"The Mo Evil Sword was actually taken away by him?"

Nalan Hongye muttered to himself, as if it was not the Mo Evil Sword that was taken away by Ning Wuji, but something more precious, his eyes were blurred, his body fell like a maple leaf, and he passed out.

"Senior sister!"

In the house, there was another panic, if Liufeng did not usher in the expected torture, he was ignored, all the disciples of Yuxian Sect went to care about Nalan Hongye's injury, and then caused Ruoliufeng to be gorgeously forgotten next to the broken table and chair, looking at the figures who were going in and out, busy and busy, if Liufeng really had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, this was simply a disaster!

In the Yuanji Medical Hall, Ning Wujian was holding the Mo Evil Sword, standing beside Chen Qinglong, his eyes were firmly fixed on the shaft of the arrow and the location of the wound, and with a swing of the knife, the armor-piercing arrow made of fine iron was broken, and the cut surface was smooth.

"Good sword, quick, feed him hemp boiling powder...... Bring the knife to ......"

Under the command of Yuan Hong, the doctors in the medical hall began to get busy, dense silver needles were inserted into the shoulders, stopping the blood, the skin and flesh were cut, and pieces of broken bones were taken out, and as the arrows with barbs were taken out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Ning Wuji, who was carrying the Mo Evil Sword on the side, turned pale and fell to the ground with a bang, startling everyone.

I don't know when, the wound that Ning Wujian had stopped opened again, and wisps of blood flowed down his arm towards the hilt of the Mo Evil Sword, and a faint red light lit up.

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