Ning Cheng rushed out of Nanyuan City as quickly as possible. After leaving Nanyuan City, Ning Cheng was finally relieved.
To be honest, that Lan Yinyue is really not afraid. Although Lan Yinyue was already on the eighth level of Ningzheng Zhen, Ning Cheng already knew from Fang Yijian's mouth. Because Pingzhou's spiritual energy and resources are scarce, Pingzhou's exercises are inherently flawed, and his spiritual mind is much weaker. In other words, even though Lan Yinyue is on the eighth level of condensed realism, in fact, her true cultivation base is less than that of condensed real eighth.
What Ning Cheng was afraid of was the monk of the Zhuyuan realm from Mingxin College. Once the monk of the Zhuyuan realm blocked Nanyuan City, he would really not be able to leave.
According to Ning Cheng's idea, as long as he left Nanyuan City, it would be safe. He will find a place where no one is there, and fly his sword to Da'an Forest. Then pass through Da'an Forest and enter Yuanzhou.
It was just that Ning Cheng had just left Nanyuan City, and he felt that he was being watched.
Ning Cheng quickened his pace, without much worry in his heart. If he was being followed by the cultivator of the Zhuyuan Realm, he would not be able to leave even if he wanted to leave. If the condensed cultivator was staring at him, he wouldn't have to be afraid at all.
From Ning Cheng's point of view, the cultivator of the Zhuyuan Realm would never be bored to follow him as a Qi-gathering cultivator. In Nanyuan City, this possibility was zero.
After an hour, the people behind staring at Ning Cheng suddenly speeded up. At this time, Ning Cheng had clearly seen who was stalking him, it was Miao Lihu of the Wolf Palace in Mango City. He knew that Miao Lihu hated him deeply, but he didn't expect this person to be so persevering and chased to Nanyuan City. Fortunately, An Yi is highly valued in Mingxin Academy, otherwise An Yi would be in danger.
Six months ago, he still couldn't see how much Miao Lihu's cultivation base was, but now he could see clearly that Miao Lihu's cultivation base was the fourth level of condensed trueness. A cultivator on the fourth floor of Concentrated Trueness still couldn't fly with his sword. Ning Cheng really didn't pay attention to Miao Lihu in his heart.
For him, Miao Lihu was here just right, so he could try the power of Qi Yao Ice Needle.
"Little beast, even if you run away again, Lao Tzu will burn you to fly ashes for the funeral of my son." Seeing that Ning Cheng stopped, Miao Lihu immediately shouted aloud before Ning Cheng stopped by him. It seemed that Ning Cheng should have been shocked.
Ning Cheng said unhurriedly, "Miao Lihu, you can show off in Mange City. You are not qualified to be arrogant here. What I don't understand is how do you know that I just left the city? Wouldn't someone send you a letter? ?"
Seeing that Ning Cheng was not shocked, Miao Lihu was stunned when he spoke slowly. But he reacted right away, and said sharply, "Give me to death..."
As he spoke, a blood-colored long rainbow in his hand had already slashed towards Ning Cheng. He hated Ning Cheng deeply, and he really didn't want to wait any longer.
"Om..." The blood-colored Changhong crossed the air, with a very miserable buzzing sound, almost completely sealing the activity space around Ningcheng.
The environment that was still tens of thousands of miles and clear sky immediately became gloomy and gloomy under Miao Lihu's bloody long rainbow. It was like countless souls spraying blood mist and rushing towards Ning Cheng.
Under this bloody color, Ning Cheng was even a little dazed. He clearly knew that he should get out of the way quickly.
The Xuanhuang aura from Xuanhuangzhu made the bloody aura that had covered Ning Cheng's body fade away. Ning Cheng was suddenly alert, lucked out his true energy without hesitation, and slashed out the flying sword in his hand.
Inspired by Ning Cheng's true energy, Jian Hong opened a gap in the blood. Ning Cheng squeezed the gap and rushed out for the first time. Even so, one of the bloody rainbow lights had already hit Ning Cheng's chest.
"Boom..." Ning Cheng had just left the bloody breath, and a violent explosion exploded where he originally stayed.
Ning Cheng was shocked to find that a huge deep pit had already been blasted away where he was a moment ago, and the deep red pit was still tinged with dark red, as if it had been splashed with blood that had been left for a long time. He looked down subconsciously, and the clothes on his chest were torn open with a long mouth, revealing the inner armor that the old woman gave him.
Ning Cheng felt a little lingering in his heart. If he hadn't had an inner armor, the blood-colored rainbow light would cut a deep mark on his chest just now.
After taking a sigh of relief, Ning Cheng could see clearly that the magic weapon in Miao Lihu's hand turned out to be a blood-colored flag with faint skeletons all over it. The blood-colored changhong, and the miserable aura, the rainbow light that wrapped around his chest, were all brought out by this blood-colored big streamer.
If it weren't for Xuan Huangzhu, he might have been killed. While Ning Cheng was secretly afraid in his heart, he also knew that although he had a lot of fighting experience, most of them were fighting monsters. And he, a Qi-gathering cultivator, dare to look down upon Miao Lihu, a condensed cultivator. Isn't this what he is looking for
The condensed monk, even the poorest condensed monk, is not a waiting person.
Ning Cheng didn't dare to be careless anymore, the flying sword in his hand brought up a circle of sword lights and blasted towards Miao Lihu.
"Huh..." Miao Lihu looked at the huge pit he had blasted out in shock. It was the first time he saw a monk on the fourth floor of Qi gathering escape his bloody ghost flag.
In his opinion, this is simply impossible. A monk on the fourth level of Qi Gathering cannot escape his bloody evil spirits, no matter how powerful it is.
Ning Cheng, a cultivator of the fourth level of Qi gathering, not only escaped from his bloody soul flag, but also offered a flying sword to counterattack.
Eight cold sword lights seemed to freeze the surrounding space. Seal all around him, leaving him no room for loopholes.
"You're not a Qi-gathering monk..." After Miao Lihu shouted in shock, the blood-colored big streamer in his hand waved out again.
No matter how powerful the Qi-gathering monk can display such a vertical and horizontal ice energy sword light, and there are still eight consecutive sword lights. Although these eight sword lights cannot be connected into one piece, they are already enough to threaten the life of a condensed monk. Once connected, it was extremely difficult for him to resist.
He did not believe that a monk on the fourth layer of Qi Gathering could form such a terrifying Xuanbing sword aura.
After the shock, he quickly calmed down. Ning Cheng's shot was indeed powerful, but he still believed that he could kill Ning Cheng.
"Chichi..." The blood-colored shadow brought up by the blood-colored banner and Ning Cheng's Xuanbing sword glow blasted together, and the air blasted a series of chirps, as if torn a piece of cloth.
Eight Dao Xuan Bing sword energy was swept away by this blood-colored big banner, Bing Han weakened in an instant. Miao Lihu was delighted, the weaker the Eight Dao Xuanbing Sword Qi, the more unable to condense into one body. As long as he restrained Ning Cheng's eight profound ice swords under pressure, he believed that Ning Cheng could only let him slaughter them.
At this moment, between the Eight Paths of Xuanbing Sword Qi and the Scarlet Flag, there were four more lines of Xuanbing Sword Qi again out of thin air. As soon as these four profound ice sword auras came out, the eight profound ice sword auras that were originally distributed everywhere instantly became one piece. It was like a sword net, completely freezing the blood-colored big streamer in the sword net.
"This is a mysterious-level sword skill..." Miao Lihu's soul rushed, he could not think that Ning Cheng had a mysterious-level sword skill. He doesn't have this kind of sword skill, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know the goods. This kind of treasure, even the Samsung Academy, doesn't necessarily have it, and this ant in his eyes has such a terrifying sword skill.
Seeing that it was a mysterious sword skill, Miao Lihu knew that if he didn't leave, he would really die in this place today.
He always felt that Ning Cheng's true essence was not as deep as his, but when he fought against Ning Cheng, he was a little awkward. Now he finally understood, it turned out that Ning Cheng was using a mysterious sword skill.
Miu Lihu didn't know that his guess was wrong, and Ning Cheng's true anger was not as true as he was. He was always a little awkward when fighting with Ning Cheng, not because of the Thirty-Six Profound Ice Sword Ning Cheng used, but because Ning Cheng's use of divine consciousness was much stronger than him.
Divine mind is a decisive thing in the monks' fighting method. Miao Lihu didn't realize the importance of divine mind at all. It is strange not to fall behind. In other words, as long as his spirit is similar to Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng will definitely not be his opponent, this is the difference.
Miao Lihu didn't care that the Scarlet Flag would be harmed by the Xuanbing sword aura. The true essence blasted out fiercely, and at the same time he brought the Scarlet Flag back quickly. He didn't want to fight Ning Cheng anymore.
At this moment, a faint shadow appeared from the gap between the blood-colored flags, and disappeared into Miao Lihu's body in an instant.
Miao Lihu, who was retreating frantically, was suddenly sluggish. He stared at Ning Cheng blankly, trying to say something, but the next moment he felt his heart burst like a hammer.
The heart exploded, and he fell to the ground with unwillingness in his eyes.
"So amazing?" Ning Cheng muttered, looking at Miao Lihu who was lying on the ground.
Xuanbing Thirty-Six Swords had already given him a surprise, but he hadn't expected the surprise that Qi Yao Bingzhen had given him. He thought that when Miao Lihu was sneak attacked by Qi Yao Bing Needle, he would have to resist one or two, but he didn't even have room to resist. This made Ning Cheng realize that he had underestimated his Qi Yao Ice Needle.
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