In the Ji family, the dust rose, the sword qi was like frost, and everyone was shocked, a figure in red appeared in the battle, calmly swept over the people, waved his right hand, and dissipated the sword qi around Murong.
"Wait for me outside"
Ning Chen said with a gentle expression, turned the palm of his hand to congeal the yuan, and sent the former out of the Ji family.
Murong flew out, looking at the figure that was getting farther and farther in front of him, the tenderness in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
It turned out that his voice was so nice.
"Everyone, what's your grievance with King Qi and that girl? Don't you think it's too much to kill someone indiscriminately?" Ning Chen looked at the people in front of him and said lightly.
"She was brought by King Qi, and trespassing into Ji's house without authorization is a capital offense. How can you say it too much?" Ji Changkong said coldly.
"yes?"
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "I am also the one brought by King Qi, and I also broke into Ji's house. Should I also apologize for my death?"
"If you seek death, we will fulfill"
Ji Changkong took a step forward, his eyes full of murderous intent.
"Understood"
Ning Chen responded lightly, looked at the black flames that filled the sky, and said, "King Qi, are you still coming out?"
"Wait for you for a long time, Brother Ning"
Before the words fell, in the black sea of fire, the wind and clouds were rolling, and a clear and handsome figure stepped out, and the chains were broken, turning into black mist and disappearing.
When the four elders of the Ji family saw this, their faces changed dramatically. How could it be that King Qi was unscathed.
Ji's house was in the side hall, feeling the changes outside, Ji Yue's expression condensed, put down the chess piece in his hand, and stood up.
"Who is he?" Ji Yue said.
"The ninth son of Momen, Ning Chen," Ji Yuqing replied softly.
After being confirmed, Ji Yueyue nodded lightly, the brilliance in his eyes flashed, unexpected variables, a little troublesome.
At the same time, thousands of miles away from Ji's house, the face of the landlord Xiaoyue agreed with a flash of surprise, and after a while, it returned to normal.
"Hongluan, let's go," the landlord Xiaoyue said.
Hongluan recovered from the shock and said, "Aren't you going to continue watching?"
"Don't look any further, the end is set"
The landlord of Xiaoyue said something, turned and left, a king Qi, a prince of fate, the Ji family can't eat it, if you force it, the price you need to pay will be unimaginable, the Ji family can't make such a stupid choice.
He didn't know much about King Qi's trump card, but he still knew a lot about the Marquis of Zhiming. If he angered this guy, even the Ji family, one of the two veins, would be stripped of their skin.
In the Ji family, Lin Yuzhen walked out of the sea of fire, looked at the figure below, and said calmly, "How? Do I need this king to borrow a sword from you?"
"Need not"
Ning Chen shook his head, looked behind, and said, "Yin'er, lend your sword to Master"
Ten miles away, Yin'er reluctantly took out her Zhujian, let go of her hand, and warned, "Don't use it for me."
"If you use it, I will pay you a better one"
Ning Chen's right hand was empty, and the red light flew over. The moment Zhu Jian started, the brilliance and brilliance were shining, and the sword was majestic.
Lin Yuzhen glanced at the nine men in black and the four masters of the Ji family below, and said, "How about exchanging opponents, you will deal with these nine guys who are hiding their heads and showing their tails"
"Can"
Ning Chen nodded, his figure swept past, and came to the top of the void.
"Quick fight, quick decision, this king has a banquet to attend, I'm very busy," Lin Yuzhen said calmly.
Ning Chen nodded, looked at the nine figures in black in front of him, and said, "It will be over soon, it doesn't take much effort to deal with them."
A smile appeared on Lin Yuzhen's face, and she didn't say any more, her figure flashed past, came down, and stood in front of the four elders of the Ji family.
"It's really good to bully the less with more, everyone, from now on the battle starts again"
Lin Yuzhen said something softly, and after a moment, the figure swept out like a thunderbolt, Feng Ming slashed, and the divine might swept across the eight deserts.
The four statues joined hands to block the sword, and with a bang, they all retreated a few steps, and then dyed vermilion.
Seeing the change in the battle situation, the nine men in black did not dare to drag on the sky, and the chains around their bodies galloped out, turning into a net of heaven and earth, locking the young man in red ahead.
In an instant, the flames resurfaced, filling the entire sky with the criss-crossing chains.
"Flame is the best way to purify filth, but it shouldn't be used by you"
Ning Chen raised his hand and grabbed the swept chain, ignoring the rising flames above, and slashed with the Zhu Jian in his hand, smashing all the chains with a bang.
The broken chain fragments gradually disappeared along with the burning black flames, and the flames of the underworld, which even the real world did not dare to touch easily, could not help the former.
Before the temple, a shock flashed across the face of the Ji Family Great Elder, why, why
"Swish"
Without the protection of the Nether Flame, the nine men in black in the half-step real realm are like beasts that have lost their teeth, and can no longer show their teeth and claws.
The sword light passed, and the sky was red. The sword that was approaching its limit could not even see the afterimage. When the red clothes reappeared, it was already in front of the Ji Family Temple.
In the void behind, blood gushed like rain, nine figures in black, their heads flew up, and they didn't see what happened until they died.
"I'll tell you why"
Ning Chen looked at the shocked white-clothed old man in front of him, and said indifferently, "When did you hear that the phoenix is afraid of flames, ghost flames, after all, it's just a slightly hotter flame"
The words fell, the battle situation behind him, Lin Yuzhen smashed the four Ji family's elders with a sword, walked over, looked at the two in front of the temple, and said, "Now it's really more bullying the less, Brother Ning, you do not mind"
"do not mind"
Ning Chen replied calmly, although it's not impossible to face this old guy alone, but if you can bully the less, why waste your energy.
Lin Yuzhen smiled slightly, stepped forward, and instantly reached the front of the temple, slapped it with a palm, and started the battle.
Ji Baichuan's expression sank, and he concentrated his true essence in his palm, blocking the palm of the former.
When the two strong men collided, an earth-shattering vibration sounded, and between the two, the stone steps burst apart, even if the formations protected each other, it was useless.
In the aftermath, Ji Baichuan groaned in his mouth, stepped back half a step, flipped his palms and raised his true essence, forcibly moved the immortal cauldron that was ups and downs in the sky. .
"Ding? I have this too"
Ning Chen sneered, Feng Ying appeared behind him, and a broken green cauldron flew out. After starting, it smashed straight towards the sky.
With a loud bang, the two cauldrons collided, and the piercing sound of the collision resounded throughout the world. In the entire White Emperor City, everyone covered their ears, and they were shocked by the terrifying sound.
After a collision, Xian Ding Guanghua quickly dimmed in the sky, and it lost its power.
The green tripod fell from the sky, Feng Ying opened his mouth and swallowed it in his stomach, Ning Chen walked in front of the two, the sword in his hand was raised, and the sword light was piercing.
From the corner of Ji Baichuan's mouth, blood kept dripping, and he took the palm of King Qi's hand, and then was attacked by the immortal weapon, and his body was already severely damaged.
"His Royal Highness King Qi, it's better for you to come, I don't like killing people." Looking at the severely wounded old man in front of him, Ning Chen dropped the sword in his hand, and on the sword, the blood that had not dried up dropped drop by drop, dyeing the stone steps under his feet red.