The main street of Qingming Town is bustling with people, constantly flowing.
Finally, they slowly gathered in the middle of the street.
Because here, someone is fighting.
It can be said to be very tragic at this time.
The white escort guest was covered in blood and kept struggling in the pool of blood.
"Who are you?" Bai Biaoke's mouth kept flowing with blood, his eyes fixed on the man who was still slaughtering.
A light red magic wheel kept shuttling back and forth, and there was a human-headed roller every time it moved.
However, no one answered him. The only answer was a magic wheel harvesting lives.
"Buzzing..."
The magic wheel was turning, flying over the white escort who was lying in a pool of blood.
"stop……"
A green figure appeared suddenly and blocked the flying magic wheel with his sword.
Sparks splashed and made a "zhengzheng" sound.
The cyan figure was forced back by the heavy flywheel.
The person coming was none other than Yang Ning.
Yang Ning took a lunge stance and stabilized her figure. She was forced back five steps by the magic wheel, and finally stopped the backward trend.
The magic wheel turns, and the strange aura keeps rising as the light red magic wheel turns.
At the same time, Yang Ning held the sword in one hand and put his elbow on the flat blade. Feeling that he had stopped retreating, the sword blade flipped over, and sword intent burst out.
"break……"
Yang Ning roared, and the sword flipped, leaving an arc in the air and slashing diagonally.
"choke……"
The sound shook the earth.
The magic wheel flew backwards with the slash of the sword.
"Consul Bai, how are you?" Zhu Heng hurriedly supported Bai Biaoke and asked about the situation.
"Fortunately, you guys are here, you probably won't die..." There were tears in the corners of Bai Biaoke's eyes, because the brothers who were guarding the shop together fell into a pool of blood forever and could never get up again.
"brother……"
The white escort was calling, but no one responded.
Zhou Yan and Zhou Heng helped Bai Biao Ke and hurriedly checked Bai Biao Ke's injuries.
"Who are you? Why are you targeting Ningmeng?" Yang Ning asked sharply. The sword in his hand continued to rise with Yang Ning's anger, and the blade of the Chengyi Sword became billowing with flames, seeming to express the owner's anger.
With the magic wheel in hand, a strange figure finally stopped.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, causing his vocal cords to degenerate.
Yang Ning finally saw the true appearance of this figure.
He had a shriveled face that looked like he was fifty years old, and there was even a faint sense of death stirring between his slightly opened eyes. He looks very thin and looks like he could collapse in the wind.
The dark red magic wheel is held tightly in his hand, and it keeps making a "buzzing" sound, which contrasts with the face, making it weird and unusual.
"What a weird person..." Yang Ning made up his mind, but said: "Your Excellency killed my people, and you still ask me who I am?"
"Oh? Are you Yang Ning?" Holding the magic wheel in his hand, he was a little surprised. Looking at Yang Ning, he had heard of Yang Ning's name.
Yang Ning nodded.
"Who are you?"
Yang Ning had a vague feeling in his heart that this person was definitely not within the scope of Qushan City.
"I wonder if you've heard of Shadowwind Valley?"
"Yinfeng Valley?" Yang Ning suddenly realized, looking at the magic wheel in this person's hand, feeling the strange aura, and finally understood.
Yes, it is the characteristic of Shadowwind Valley.
"Yes, I am one of the thirty-six guardians of the Nine Palaces, Yan Lu." Yan Lu introduced himself, a magic wheel buzzing.
"Yan Lu?" Yang Ning has obviously never stopped using this name, but Yang Ning has had a lot of dealings with Yinfeng Valley.
The star spirit in his Zi Mansion still belonged to Hui Ni at that time. It was Hui Ni's grandfather Ya Wu who personally killed the two guardians of Yinfeng Valley.
"Yes, I am Yan Lu, the road leading to the Palace of Hell." Yan Lu seemed to be proud of having such a name.
"Why did you come to Ningmeng?" Yang Ning asked.
In the Qingling Secret Realm, more than a dozen people in Yinfeng Valley were killed by Ya Wu, leaving no trace at all. Therefore, Yang Ning planned to blame one thing on the other and simply make it unclear.
After all, when a force like Yinfeng Valley appeared in this world, it was not something that his small Ningmeng could handle.
Although Yang Ning has not experienced the bloody storm in front of more than 60 people, the forces that can bring the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya into chaos, even if their strength is greatly damaged, cannot be resisted by the forces in the border town of Ningmeng.
"Aiming at you Ningmeng? No, no, no..." Yan Lu shook his head, with a weird smile on his lips, and said in a sinister and terrifying way: "I just wanted to lure you out, but now it seems that the effect is good, haha ..." Yan Lu felt very satisfied with his plan, and his laughter was full of pride.
"Ling me out? There's no need to kill my people like this, right?" Yang Ning was confused and asked tentatively.
At the same time, my mind kept flashing: Could it be that when did I show my weakness? But how is it possible? The star spirit has always been in his purple mansion, and he deliberately hid it. How did they know that the star spirit was on me? Yang Ning looked at Yan Lu with full of questions.
"Yang Ning, have you ever heard of the Star Spirits?" Yan Lu asked, looking straight into Yang Ning's mind.
Yan Lu is a strong person in the mountain-building realm, so he can naturally see Yang Ning's cultivation. Although he is still wondering why he can resist his own magic wheel just now, as a low-level cultivator in the mountain-viewing realm, he wants to resist It is impossible for Yan Lu to ask questions based on his own state of mind.
But exceptions have appeared.
As the mind approached, Yang Ning was in a trance, and instantly felt: This was a spiritual interrogation.
But how powerful Yang Ning's soul is, not to mention a strong mountain-building realm, even a strong mountain-climbing realm cannot shake it.
Yang Ning deliberately made it look like he was being tricked, his eyes wandering, and he said, "I have never heard of Star Spirits."
Seeing that Yang Ning had been attacked, Yan Lu felt a burst of joy in his heart, and said to himself: "There is a rumor in this town that the leader of the Ning League is so outstanding. When he got into my hands, he didn't just surrender. Humph, what Ning League dares to go against me in the Yinfeng Valley? It’s true that the heart of a bear has eaten the guts of a leopard…”
However, as soon as Yang Ning's words came out, Yan Lu was stunned.
"Huh?" Yan Lu felt like he had been waiting for more than a month, just to force Yang Ning to take action, but it was all in vain, "How could you not have heard of it? How could you not have..."
Yan Lu felt as if he had made a joke on himself. I originally thought that according to the information spread in the town, this Yang Ning, who was able to create the Ning League at a young age and become one of the four major forces in the town, must have received the help of the Star Spirits, but now, in his own After questioning deeply, I got this answer.
Yan Lu felt stupid.
Yan Lu patted his head, calmed down, and murmured to himself: "How come I haven't heard of it..."
Yan Lu never doubted that Yang Ning could resist his own spiritual questioning. Because the cultivation level is really too low, it is simply impossible to resist.
Yang Ning's mind returned to clarity and she said coldly: "Senior, I have answered truthfully what you asked. I don't know why you are targeting our Ningmeng League?"
Yang Ning was aggressive and seemed unwilling to give up.
"How could it not be..." Yan Lu seemed to be in a daze and couldn't finish his sentence. When Yang Ning asked what he was talking about, he immediately became furious, with a ferocious expression on his face, and said coldly: "Against you Ningmeng, I am targeting you... Do you think that Ningmeng has great reputation, or do you think this force is very powerful?"
As he spoke, the magic wheel spun faster and faster, causing Yan Lu's body within two feet to turn scarlet.
"Everyone, get out of the way..." Yang Ning shouted loudly, and the Chengyi Sword was already rushing forward with sword intent, and he rushed forward.
Yang Qiong pulled Zhou Yan and Zhu Heng together, helped the injured Bai escort back nearly five feet, and then said to Zhu Heng: "Zhu Heng, hurry up, go and notify the mayor..."
Yang Qiong was a little worried about Yang Ning.
At this time, Yang Qiong had reached the eighth level of Guanshan Realm, and his knowledge had also increased a lot. He naturally understood that this so-called Yan Lu was definitely not something they could match, and immediately decided to ask for help.
"Yes..." Zhu Heng left quickly.
"Bai Biao Ke, how do you feel now?" Yang Qiong leaned over, looked at the already weak Bai Biao Ke, and asked with concern.
"I can't die yet..." Although Bai Biaoke's cultivation level is not high, he has made great progress. At this time, he is already at the peak of the sixth level of Guanshan Realm, but he was still seriously injured.
"That's good..." After hearing this, Yang Qiong felt reassured. He can't die now, which means his life is not in danger. Bai Biao Ke was a veteran of the Ning League. Although his cultivation level was not high, he had contributed greatly to the construction of the Ning League. Naturally, Yang Qiong did not want him to die.
"You know, for your Ningmeng, that is your glory..." Yan Lu was a little crazy.
I still remember that before I left, the Nine Palace Envoy said that the Star Spirits were in this direction. After arriving in Qingming Town, he learned all about the recent events in Qingming Town, and finally decided that Yang Ning must have obtained the Star Spirit, otherwise he would not have risen so quickly.
After careful consideration, it was decided to target Ning Meng and bring out Yang Ning.
After a series of operations, Yang Ning finally lived up to his expectations. However, he got such an answer, and looking at Yang Ning's appearance, he didn't intend to give up at all, and finally became angry.
I spent more than a month in vain, but in the end I got nothing, and I had to be questioned in the end.
Yan Lu felt as if he had shot himself in the foot.
A pair of magic wheels, illusory and enchanting, erratic, exuding an astonishing aura in Yan Lu's hand.
Until this time, the people watching the excitement had dispersed one after another due to fright or because of Ning Meng's face.
After all, the world of cultivators is not something ordinary people can come into contact with at will, and it is more important to save their lives.
In less than a moment, the main street became much deserted, the sound of hawking was gone, and pedestrians were returning home and avoiding.
It's okay to watch the fun, but you have to be alive to do it.
The sword chanted softly and collided with the magic wheel for the second time.
choke……
The whole street is clearly audible...
"Is this the strength of the alliance leader..." Zhou Yan stared at the battle situation in front of him, not quite understanding why Yang Ning wanted to fight against the opponent.
Although Ningmeng suffered a lot of losses, as the other party was a strong person in the mountain-building realm, in Zhou Yan's view, this loss could only be swallowed by a mute eating Coptis chinensis.
But looking at the appearance of the current alliance leader, he has no such intention at all.
Is such an alliance leader worthy of my following? Zhou Yan asked himself in his heart. In Zhou Yan's view, Yang Ning's move was a bit impulsive.
But Zhou Yan didn't understand that Ningmeng's loss was small, but as long as a human life was lost, Yang Ning had no intention of doing something as simple as this.
The magic wheel seemed to want to dominate the world. The inner circle kept turning, and the outer circle exuded a strange aura. The blood-red spiritual power produced layers of sound patterns as it rotated.
"The guardian of Yinfeng Valley is nothing more than this..." Yang Ning felt his hands shaking and mocked coldly.
"Oh? Really?" Yan Luhuan didn't care, but he was a little surprised that Yang Ning could resist his magic wheel. However, no matter how talented you are, strength is strength. The majesty of a strong man in the mountain-building realm will not be provoked.
"But that's it? Then try my trick."
Yan Lu snorted coldly: "The Killing of the Magic Wheel..."
The magic wheel made two circles inside and outside, suddenly turned in the opposite direction, accelerated, burst out with an astonishing breath, and flew towards Yang Ning.
