With a deep sigh, Ning Fan slowly stood up from Luo Qingxian's side.
"Ning Fan, save him!"
At this time, Luo Qingxian looked urgent, with pleading in her beautiful eyes.
Although she hates Lin Taixu, after all, Lin Taixu is her father, blood is thicker than water, and she does not want him to die.
Now Eunuch Wei and several of the people in the scene were poisoned by the Locked Dragon Poison, and the Martial Saint, who was hiding in the palace, could not come immediately.
So now the only one who can save Lin Taixu is Ning Fan.
"Um!"
Ning Fan nodded and stepped out!
Uh-huh!
The figure flashed and reappeared, already in front of Lin Taixu.
"Huh? Who!"
Seeing the figure that suddenly flashed towards him, the Imperial Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom, who was struggling to attack and kill him, immediately froze.
"Ning Fan..."
Lin Taixu's eyes were shaken. He never expected that at the critical moment of life and death, the person protecting him was not Eunuch Wei, nor Wei Xuan Yucheng and others, but Ning Fan, whom he had once made trouble for and looked down upon.
Ning Fan didn't pay attention to Lin Taixu's expression, raised his eyes to look at the Imperial Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom, and said softly: "You can't kill him, you... commit suicide!"
"What the hell!"
Hearing that Ning Fan told him to commit suicide as soon as he came up, the Imperial Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom almost turned his nose with anger. Then he shook the bloody knife in his hand and shouted coldly: "Where did you come from, this lunatic? You will die for me!"
Boom!
He slashed in anger, and a ten-foot-long bloody sword slashed hard at Ning Fan and Lin Taixu behind him.
"snort!"
Seeing this, Ning Fan sneered, raised his hand and waved, a burst of sword energy shot out, immediately shattering the bloody sword light.
"What!"
"impossible!"
Seeing that the sword light he slashed was easily shattered by Ning Fan, the Imperial Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom was horrified.
Martial Saint!
Only a strong Martial Saint of the same level can break his own sword light.
The young man in front of me, who looked to be only about thirty years old, was actually a martial saint!
How the hell is this possible!
The Imperial Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom shrank in shock and couldn't believe it at all.
What makes him even more heartbroken is that with Ning Fan around, he can no longer kill Lin Taixu, because even if he can kill Ning Fan, it will take time, and this time is enough for the powerful Martial Saint who is hiding in the palace to arrive here The ground is gone.
"retreat!"
Suddenly, the master of the Holy Sun Kingdom had the intention to retreat, turned around and wanted to escape from this place.
"Want to leave? It's too late!"
Seeing that the Imperial Master of Shengri Kingdom wanted to retreat after one attack, Ning Fan spoke coldly, and then he suddenly shouted: "Here comes the sword!"
Zheng!
With the sound of the sword coming, a shocking sword cry was heard, and a long sword shrouded in divine light shot out from the system space!
Sky-cutting sword!
And after this sword, it just begins!
Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo…
Then, under the shocked eyes of countless people, on the divine banquet, all those holding swords, whether it was the sword in their hands or the sword in the storage space, were shot out uncontrollably at this moment. .
Ten handles!
Hundred handles!
Thousand handles!
Until tens of thousands of handles!
…
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of swords were attracted and suspended around Ning Fan. Each one reflected a dazzling cold light, and each one exuded a fierce sword intent!
A sound of sword coming!
Thousands of swords volley into the sky!
Seeing this sudden scene, everyone at the Yuhua Shen Banquet, whether it was the emperor's relatives, civil and military ministers, or the nobles of the feudal envoys, etc., were all shocked by this scene, with shock on their faces!
"not good!"
At this moment, the Imperial Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom who was about to retreat suddenly fell into the ice cave. The thousands of swords flying in the air made him, a first-level Martial Saint, feel a sense of death in his heart.
At the same time, including the hundreds of assassins from the Holy Sun Kingdom, they were all targeted by Ning Fan's murderous intent. Their eyes were split and their bodies were filled with cold!
"go!"
Finally, Ning Fan softly uttered a word, and with a finger, the thousands of swords floating around him instantly turned into sharp sword lights, and the Imperial Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom and the assassins of the Holy Sun Kingdom swept away the excitement. Shoot away.
Thousands of swords fired!
Ahhhh...
In an instant, the assassins of the Holy Sun Kingdom were suddenly cut off by the swords that shot out, their arms were cut off, their heads were cut off, and their bodies were penetrated... Amidst the bursts of shrill screams, they turned into a A heap of blood and bone.
"Ah! Blood Dragon Sword Technique!"
As for the National Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom, it was naturally impossible to sit still and wait for death. He just heard a roar and the bloody sword in his hand slashed furiously. The blazing bloody sword light seemed to turn into a huge ferocious blood dragon and roared out.
Dangdangdang...
At this time, countless swords shot out, and instantly collided with the blood dragon's sword light. Suddenly, with the sounds of gold and iron clashing, the roaring blood dragon seemed to have been struck by ten thousand swords. In the blink of an eye, The seemingly terrifying blood dragon sword light was directly destroyed by countless swords.
Follow along!
ah!
When more swords fell, the Imperial Master of the Holy Sun Kingdom was instantly penetrated by one sword after another. In the blink of an eye, his whole person became a pile of minced meat, and even the illusory holy soul was killed. !
"Return!"
After killing the people of the Holy Sun Kingdom, Ning Fan suddenly drank again. The tens of thousands of swords seemed to have spirits, flying back and forth from wherever they came, and flew back to the hands of their respective masters in an instant.
Ten thousand swords return to the Lord!
In the field, only the blood and bones of the Saint Sun Kingdom assassins remained!
At this moment, the divine banquet, which was chaotic and noisy just now, had already become dead silent.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ning Fan.
After a long time.
I don’t know who was the first to speak, and the discussion gradually rose, quickly turned into a heated discussion, and finally turned into endless noise!
"Oh my God! Dead! The assassins of the Holy Sun Kingdom are all dead!"
"Is that the princess's husband, the consort of the divine dynasty? He, he, he..."
"Hiss! This is a Martial Saint. There are hundreds of Martial Emperors, and he actually killed them all with one sword move!"
"The prince-in-law looks like he is only thirty years old. He is clearly of the younger generation. How can he be so strong!"
"Martial Saint! He must be a Martial Saint. Only a Martial Saint can kill a Martial Saint!"
"Oh my God! The prince-in-law of the Divine Dynasty is actually a Martial Saint!"
"No wonder the princess married this man, his talent and strength are simply unbelievable!"
"..."
The divine banquet was filled with endless boiling, and countless eyes were looking at Ning Fan, as if at this moment, Ning Fan was the only one in the world.
Ning Fan was indifferent to this.
If it weren't for Luo Qingxian, he would never have been in the limelight.
boom!
However, just when Ning Fan was about to retreat, the Immortal Breaking Curse in his body suddenly broke out due to the attack just now!
The terrifying spell power suddenly turned into endless golden roots and penetrated his body, making his whole body become extremely weird and penetrating!
"Oh! Every time I do something, the Immortal Breaking Curse will break out. It's really troublesome!"
Ning Fan shook his head and sighed, as if he didn't care.
But.
Little did I know.
When seeing this scene, the originally noisy divine banquet suddenly fell silent!
"This...this is the Immortal-breaking Curse!!"
