In the falling snow, Ning Chen and the old eunuch faced off ten steps away. The difference in strength made this battle in the snow not too suspenseful.
Above the fifth rank of martial arts, and below the fifth rank, it is a completely different realm. After Ning Chen entered the fourth rank of martial arts, no matter how difficult it was to advance, he was stopped by this scorpion.
Ning Chen pulled out the black sword behind him and focused his attention. In this battle, there was only life and death, and nothing else.
The old eunuch didn't have any weapons in his hand, but he patted it with a dry hand, but he was carrying a thousand jins of strength, which was difficult to contend with.
With a bang, the palms and swords collided, Ning Chen retreated again and again, the ink sword turned, stuck on the ground, stopped retreating, and immediately slapped the wheelchair with his left hand, a dark shadow cut through the night sky, silently facing the old man. The eunuch swept away.
"Insect Sculpture"
The old eunuch snorted coldly, his palms whistled, and he waved the dark arrow away.
Ning Chen got out of the wheelchair and moved again, the silver light condensed the sword body, the frost swayed, and rolled up a waterfall of snow, and in the sword light, black shadows were drawn out again.
The old eunuch raised his hand to pick up the sword, grabbed the sword behind him, and slanted his body to avoid the dark arrow that came flying.
"drink"
Ning Chen snorted coldly, the real energy in his body was angered, the sword body pressed down, and with a bang, snowflakes swayed around the two of them, and they were shocked by the height of ten feet.
"presumptuous"
The old eunuch's hand holding the sword was bleeding with blood, and his face turned cold, the other hand condensed the inner energy, and a palm pressed against Ning Chen's chest.
"Wow"
But seeing the blood vomited out of Ning Chen's mouth, the old eunuch frowned and stepped back to avoid the blood.
Compared with normal people, the old eunuch loves cleanliness more, and it can even be said that he has a serious cleanliness addiction.
However, as soon as the old eunuch retreated, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed. Seizing the short opportunity, regardless of the injury, he drew out the hatchet in his left hand, turned the saber into a sword, and within a few steps, he made a great move.
"One Feather Feather, One Sword in Heaven and Earth"
Jinghong's sword screamed in the sky, within a short distance, a step away, even an old eunuch as strong as an old eunuch couldn't avoid this sword as fast as Feihong.
"Impossible, how can you know the sword enshrined move"
The old eunuch narrowed his eyes and shouted in a hurry.
"bass"
The blade entered the body and penetrated the arm, but was blocked by the majestic True Qi, and could no longer advance an inch.
"Drinking" succeeded, how could Ning Chen manage so much, he pushed his True Qi in his body again, and the ink sword supported the ground, and he used strength to push the blade two inches further.
"court death"
The old eunuch looked embarrassed, and he didn't care about the relationship between Ning Chen and the sword worship, the left palm condensed qi and slammed into Ning Chen's dantian qi sea.
"Since you can't live, let's die together"
A ruthless intent flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, neither dodging nor avoiding, the ink sword swept out, also stabbing the old eunuch's sea of anger.
Ning Chen's cultivation base is not as good as that of the old eunuch, his experience is not as good as that of the old eunuch, and even his disability is not as convenient as the old eunuch, but he can't keep up with the old eunuch's horse.
He is not afraid of death, let alone his cultivation!
The biggest fear of people is the unknown. The reason why people are afraid of death is precisely because of the unknown after death, but Ning Chen knows that because he has died once, he is not afraid of death compared to the vast majority of people.
As for cultivation, it doesn't matter. You can't ask a person who has just cultivated for a few months to reach the fourth rank of the acquired day how much he cares about this cultivation.
"madman"
The old eunuch was in a hurry, he couldn't be as crazy as Ning Chen, so he backed down.
He slapped Ning Chen's Qi Hai's hand and grabbed Mo Jian, trying to block the sword that was both doomed.
Ning Chen snorted coldly, his eyes glinted with ruthlessness, his true energy reached its peak, and Mo Jian stabbed the old eunuch Dantian with all his strength.
"bass"
The swords moved in unison, one pierced the heart, the other pierced the dantian. One of the old eunuch's hands blocked the sword and the other held the sword. The blood flowed and fell into the snow.
The sound of blood dripping was so slight in this snowy night, Ning Chen has done quite a lot. With a 4th rank disabled body, he injured a 6th rank powerhouse so much, even if his injuries were more serious.
The sword was no longer able to advance an inch, and the old eunuch's infuriating energy locked the sword, making Ning Chen's desperate victory stop there.
The next moment, the old eunuch grimaced, his true essence angered, wanting to completely destroy the young man in front of him with one palm.
However, at this moment, the old eunuch staggered, his anger stagnated, and he almost fell to the ground.
"how"
The old eunuch was stunned, and in panic, he wanted to raise his true essence, but it was too late.
"drink"
Ning Chen let go of the hand holding the sword, turned his palm to force the last infuriating qi, and immediately slapped the back end of Mojian with his palm, but when he heard a soft sound, Mojian broke through the block of the old eunuch, and stabbed the latter's dantian with a sword. .
"Uh"
With a long, painful hum, the old eunuch's qi sea was shaken by the power of the sword, his true qi was chaotic, and blood suddenly overflowed from his mouth.
"Damn"
The old eunuch's face showed extreme pain, and he turned his hand and slapped Ning Chen's chest.
With a "bang", Ning Chen flew out, smashed into the snow, and vomited blood.
"How, how can I..."
The unbelievable eyes could not hide the cruel reality. The old eunuch kept stepping back, the hatchet on his left arm and the black sword in his dantian were still stuck there, blood flowing, constantly dyeing the earth red.
"Uh"
Ning Chen felt a tightness in his chest, vomited out a mouthful of blood again, and looked at the man, he knew that the old eunuch was finished.
The black sword that pierced into the dantian was coated with poison, and the old eunuch's qi sea was exhausted, and his true qi was scattered, which intensified the spread of the poison in his body.
However, the previous lag of the old man was because of the drug on the hatchet...
After the old man took a dozen steps back, he finally fell into the snow with a bang, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and regret before leaving.
Ning Chen struggled to climb into the wheelchair, then glanced at the little white horse not far away, and shouted hoarsely, "What are you pretending to be dead, why don't you hurry over here?"
Outside the house, the battle between the two had already been devastated by the tossing of the two. Fortunately, the snowstorm tonight was very strong, which not only covered up the sound of the fight, but even the blood on the ground would be quickly covered up.
The old eunuch's body can't be left here, Ning Chen called the little white horse to be a coolie, or else he can be carried away by a disabled person
Although the little white horse was unwilling, he didn't dare to resist, so any Ning Chen could only keep the dead old eunuch on its back.
After tidying up the scene, Ning Chen and the little white horse walked out of the village one after another. After feeling that they were far enough away from the village, they dug a big hole in a random place and buried the old eunuch.
It was impossible to erect a monument. He believed that the old eunuch must have accomplices, just as he believed before that someone would hunt him down because of that letter.
The poison on the black sword and the drug on the hatchet were almost washed away by the blood of the old eunuch, and the inventory he found from the bandits was only these. How to face the possible pursuit after that was really a letdown. Human headache problem.
It is impossible to go back. Since he got the letter, he can only go north. Don't talk to him about the righteousness of the nation. His little life is gone, and everything is nonsense.
He can only continue north until he kills all those who are chasing him.
The trip to the north will not change, the only difference is that he used to be voluntary and aimless, but now, he is forced to go.
Unfortunately, he didn't know how many accomplices the old eunuch had, or, in other words, he didn't know how many people behind the old eunuch sent to rob the letter.
I hope that in this group, the old eunuch is the strongest among them!
The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that it was going to last night again. Ning Chen went back to the village after burying the old eunuch. Now he needs to rest, very much.
Pushing open the door, the man and the girl were still asleep, only the old man woke up, looked at Ning Chen, opened his mouth, but said nothing.
Ning Chen smiled dryly, greeted the old man, and immediately lay back on the bed in a very embarrassed manner.
The infuriating energy in his body was consumed seven to eighty-eight, and Ning Chen didn't dare to sleep. He meditated and guided the few remaining infuriating qi to repair the wounds in his body. It was good that he was still alive. The old eunuch's two palms hurt most of his inner organs. Fortunately, the former was affected by injuries or drugs when he shot, and he couldn't gather all his strength in a hurry. In addition, the gap between their cultivation bases is not absolute. Don't, otherwise, just now
The old eunuch buried him.
He was seriously injured, but at dawn he still had to hurry.
If he stayed here, it would likely be a disaster for the people of the village, and he couldn't take this risk.
The night passed quickly, and at dawn, Ning Chen packed up his things, said goodbye to the enthusiasm of the man, and went on the road again.
There was a small bag of silver on the bed he slept on, not much, but it was enough for a man to get a wife, and if he saved a little, it was almost enough to buy some dowry for the girl.
This is the silver that the mountain bandits robbed. He picked some pieces of silver that did not have any marks, so that it would not bring any trouble to the man's family.
The shed outside the house can only be left to the man to repair by himself. He was in a hurry to run away and could no longer stay to help.
Sometimes, Ning Chen felt very helpless, as if he had been running since he came to this world.
When he was in the Daxia Palace, he tried to find a way to leave the palace to save his life. Now that he has left the palace, he still has to keep running to save his life.
The little white horse was still following behind him, and Ning Chen didn't care about it. Although the horse was small, it was still meat if it was extremely hungry.
Of course, the little white horse didn't know what the human being was thinking, otherwise he would definitely give him a hoof.
The world outside is vast, one person and one horse in the vast white snow, just like two little ants, it is not so simple to find the trail.
Therefore, Ning Chen didn't panic too much.
In the snowstorm, a disabled person and a snow-white horse walked together, rarely speaking, and indeed unable to speak.
"boom"
At this moment, between the heavens and the earth in the north, a golden light shot straight into the sky, and the divine aura swept away, dispelling the dark clouds in the sky, and also dispelling the snow that filled the sky.
This sudden astronomical phenomenon shocked the entire north, and countless people looked at this place, their eyes full of astonishment.
Ning Chen frowned, could it be that someone has entered the innate, when did the innate powerhouse become so worthless.
The little white horse was taken aback by the shocking sight, and his hooves almost softened.
After a while, Ning Chen shook his head again, it should not be someone who entered the innate, this golden light lacked the aura of people, it was just a dead thing.
On this windy and snowy day, there were few traces in the wilderness, and the only people closest to Guangzhu were Ning Chen and Little White Horse.
The wheelchair was turned, and the white horse set off, walking towards the beam of light.
Everyone is curious, and Ning Chen is no exception.
However, Ning Chen didn't walk fast, and the little white horse didn't walk fast either. Although he was curious, he was not enthusiastic.
However, except for Ning Chen, all the warriors in the north fell into a frantic excitement. Such a celestial phenomenon must be the birth of an incredible ancient relic.
A hundred years ago, when the Book of Heaven was born from the ground, the vision was very similar to today.
It is a pity that the vision at that time appeared in the west, and finally the book of heaven fell into the hands of the Eternal Night God Sect without any accident.
For thousands of years, Daxia has been so powerful, but he has only mastered a book of heaven. Therefore, in addition to strength, the most important thing in the ownership of ancient ruins is luck.
Ning Chen seems to have such luck, the ancient ruins are also closest to him, but unfortunately, apart from being curious, he really can't raise much enthusiasm. One person and one horse in the blizzard didn't walk fast, but because it was really close, no matter how slow he walked, he gradually approached the place of vision caused by the birth of the ruins...