One arrow and one village leader seem to be a good deal, but Ning Chen knew very well that this situation could only happen this time.

Not to mention that this middle-aged man is the weakest among the three camp masters, the other two are not fools. They will definitely care about what happened outside. Strong people above the seventh grade all have strong perception ability, and the arrow just now can't hide them.

After a moment, four eighth-grade strong men rushed out of the wooden hall, drifting and rushed towards the direction of the huge rock.

The dark clouds cover the moon, and the night wind is getting heavier. This is a sign of rain. The weather is not good, which makes these survivors face a more unfortunate abyss.

Under the dark clouds, Ning Chen looked at the rapidly coming figure, and his eyes became even colder. He bent his bow and silver arrows gathered again, and the wind was swept across the sky, and the arrows flashed, and the killing began again.

The arrows under these people cannot be shot to death. The two camp leaders in the Mutang asked these four people to come out, with a very obvious purpose, to come out and die.

He can shoot seven arrows now, and just used one arrow.

"Second Arrow"

The sky was filled with power, and one person was dyed red, and the arrows were directly taken three feet away, and blood was in the sky.

"The Third Arrow"

"The Fourth Arrow"

"The Fifth Arrow"

Three arrows flew out, each dyed vermilion red, and the sky was full of red, which was extremely beautiful.

After the eighth grade, five ranks and seventh grades appeared together, and they also came to die.

The two village masters hiding in the wooden hall never dared to show up. Their aura was restrained and they completely hid themselves from the terrifying arrow.

They knew that such arrows would definitely consume a huge amount of money and were restricted, otherwise, there would be no need to fight today.

Ning Chen put away the broken bow, his figure flashed and disappeared from the huge rock.

Since they didn't come out, he went to find them.

The simple clothes flashed by, and the five seventh-grade people did not even see the faces of the people. Then a silver sword light was taken away from their heads, and blood soared into the sky and red all over the sky.

In the wooden hall, the young woman in purple and the old man in blue looked very heavy. They still don’t know who the enemy is, nor have they received any news from the imperial city.

At this moment, outside the wooden hall, a simple white figure slowly walked, step by step, and even though he was young, a powerful pressure came.

"Marquis of Zhiming!" said the young woman in purple.

"Oh? It seems that you recognize me. In this way, I guessed it is true." Ning Chen looked at the two people in front of him and said lightly.

There are many people in the world who know his name, but they don’t really know him. Many times he no longer has the imperial city. Even during that time in the palace, he was locked up in the Weiyang Palace by Changsun. Those who have seen him are actually the powerful ministers in the court.

The woman dressed in a young woman obviously had seen him before, otherwise she could recognize him at a glance with just a portrait or something. The portrait is not a photo of later generations after all.

The young woman in purple also noticed that she had a little misunderstanding, but the name of a man and the shadow of a tree, the Marquis of Zhide was named a marquis, but her reputation was so fierce that she was so great that she was scary. The tens of thousands of Buddhists in the Buddha's Kingdom were killed overnight, and even the Buddha on earth was nailed to Foshan and tortured by resentment day and night. The ten Marquis of Daxia, the people in front of her, were the most terrifying reputation.

"Marquis Zhiming, you and I will never complain in the future, and there will never be any grudges in the near future, so why should we be aggressive?" said the young woman in purple.

"Your existence is a mistake. If I don't come, I don't know that there are so many masters hidden in this small Yunling Village. It really surprised me." As he spoke, Ning Chen glanced at several figures hidden in the darkness of the wooden hall, and a cold smile passed through the corner of his mouth. There were also powerful men of the eighth and ninth grades. It seemed that he had bumped into the great fortune.

"Marquis Zhiming, if you retreat now, I, Yunling Village, think nothing has happened. Otherwise, don't blame us for bullying the few." The young woman in purple waved her hand, and the figures in the secret walked out one after another, and then three points showed weakness and three points threatened.

She didn't want to be an enemy of the Marquis Zhiming in front of her. Even if Yunling Village could keep this person, it would bring great hidden dangers. Once the empress in Weiyang Palace gets angry, ten Yunling Villages are not enough to see.

"Bully the less with the more? I hope you can do it." After a while, Ning Chen took a step forward, and suddenly, the ten-foot earth shattered, and the entire wooden hall shaking and collapsed quickly.

"Take him down, life and death," the young woman in purple changed her expression and said angrily.

Four, seventh-grade, two, eighth-grade, and one ninth-grade, bullied themselves, flipped their palms and swung their swords, and rushed towards the visitor.

"Clam"

The sword and the fingers were connected, and the body of the ninth-grade strong man was stagnant, and the long sword in his hand could not make any progress. At the same time, the sky was full of frost, and the sixth-grade and eighth-grade strong man were blocked at the same time, and was directly swept away by the oncoming true energy.

"Crack" with two fingers, and with one palm, retreated the enemy. The matchup between the strong and weak was huge. The ninth-grade strongman flew out, blood spurted out, and his hair was dyed red.

This is the world, where the ninth grade and the ninth grade are huge. In the past, on the way to send off the bride, Ning Chen had seen the invincible posture of the son of God. That was the most powerful person he had ever seen when he first entered martial arts. At that time, he could only look up at the strongest man under the innate world with his gaze.

Now, with the role change, Ning Chen, who was once weak, has become an insurmountable mountain in the eyes of a group of people. He is also a ninth grade, but he is so unattainable.

"Go together" the young woman in purple did not dare to drag her back anymore. With a command, she rushed forward with the old man in blue beside her.

The third and the ninth grade, the two eighth grade, and the fourth and seventh grade, join forces to tremble the might of heaven and earth, blocking all directions.

"boom"

The thunder rolled, this was the first thunder to welcome early summer. It came tonight to accompany the most beautiful music for the battle between survival and killing.

The young woman in purple has been in the late nineth grade, and the old man in the blue grade is also at the peak of the mid-grade ninth grade. In addition, a strong man in the early nineth grade, the three of them join forces to even the peak of the ninth grade.

Ning Chen's body was getting colder and lower, and his sword fingers passed by, bringing out a waterfall of cold snow. The young woman in purple was the first to bear the brunt of the brunt, facing the most powerful pressure.

The sound of swords sounded loudly was the collision between the long sword and the sword finger. On the other side, the powerful palm power of the old man in blue also caused Ning Chen to rise in fighting spirit, and his left hand flipped his palm, and the waves were everywhere in the sky.

Palm against palm, sword against sword is a counterattack of moves, and a fundamental competition.

The three of them wanted to rely on the number of people and wanted to use the method of head-on death to consume the Marquis of Zhiming in front of them, but unfortunately, they fell into the most difficult battle.

The foundation of the scroll of life is unparalleled in the world, and the scroll of earth complements each other. In the innate world, no one can defeat Ning Chen in a fierce battle.

Of course, except for one person, that is Fan Lingyue.

So far, Ning Chen has not found a way to crack the bright white light. The technique that can remove people's true energy is too incredible and has no flaws to find.

However, among the people present, no one called Fan Lingyue, so they fought very hard.

There are only one left in the fourth grade seventh grade, and two eighth grades are also dead and injured. In this battlefield, the fragile and vulnerable under the ninth grade are like the warm ice that comes from winter to spring, shattering at one touch.

Outside the wooden hall, the woman in the bandit looked here and was shocked and could no longer say it. She only had the fifth-grade cultivation level, but she could clearly see how powerful their master was.

These ninth-grade strong men who are always high in her eyes are so embarrassed to fight in front of the Master of the Si.

"Boom"

Another thunder sounded, and then heavy rain poured down. The torches used for lighting in the village were extinguished and the atmosphere of panic spread quickly in the village. The boundless darkness and the dead bodies on the ground made these bandits who usually kill people tremble.

The fear of unknowns is always the most terrifying. It gives people too many imaginations. The reason why people in the world are afraid of ghosts is not because someone has seen it, but because no one has seen it.

Ning Chen has seen it, so he is not afraid.

In the eyes of the world, ghost girls belong to the category of ghosts. However, Ning Chen knew very well that ghost girls are not only not scary, but also very likely to be very beautiful.

The heavy rain rushes up blood, which is a little choking, and the courage is a little bit unhealthy. They have killed people, but have never seen so many corpses like today, everywhere, and the rain pours on the ground turns bloody.

The shocking thunder sounded, covering up the sound of the battle in the wooden hall. The remaining five people became more and more shocking as they fought. The people in front of them were so unshakable.

"You back down"

Suddenly, Ning Chen shook the two people in front of him with a palm, and flew out of the battle, and said lightly.

The five people didn't understand, but the woman in the bandit outside the door knew that she was talking about her, and immediately consciously withdrew dozens of feet away.

The next moment, Ning Chen's body was frost and the blue waves were overwhelmed, and the heavy rain outside was pulled, gathering wildly. Suddenly, the wild waves shocked the sky, and the sea and the sky were the same.

"Nine Heavens Void"

With the palms of the hand, the divine waterfall from the sky burst into power, like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the nine heavens, shocking everyone present.

The five people were unwilling to sit and wait for death, so they forced themselves to fight against the power of Wuhou.

Five different brilliances bloom in the darkness, so weak that it is obvious that the most powerless resistance under the storm. Facing the innate and the most fundamental person in the world, even if the five people resist together, they are still unsatisfactory.

The wooden hall was completely flattened to the ground in a shocking collision, and the wood and stones all over the sky were all sprinkled.

"Uh, puff"

With muffled groans, the five people flew out, landing and dyeing red. The weakest two fell on the ground, but could no longer stand up.

The three ninth ranks survived in a rainy night, and their hearts gradually sank to the bottom.

Subai figure flashed by, and two heads flew up, and only the young woman in purple was left.

This is a very beautiful woman. Unfortunately, Ning Chen has seen too many beautiful women, and each of them is more beautiful than the person in front of him.

He kept her not because of her appearance, but because she was useful.

The sword pointed to the sea of ​​Qi, and his body was instantly destroyed by 70%. The young woman in purple let out a muffled groan and fainted.

"Take her down the mountain" Ning Chen glanced at the woman in the bandit in the distance and said calmly.

The woman in the bandit came over and picked up the young woman in purple. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help asking, "Will the Master of the Secretariat go back together?"

"You go first, I'll kill the rest."

Ning Chen spoke, and the words he said were not at all, but it made the woman in the bandit tremble suddenly and felt chill all over.
Chapter completed!