Her bright eyes moved, and her cold eyes swept over the more than fifty men in blue shirts in front of her, assessing their cultivation.

Judging from the aura alone, the cultivation level of the more than fifty men in blue shirts is not strong. There are only nine grand masters, and the rest are not grand masters.

The sword skills of Shenjian Peak are so wonderful that they are almost invincible to the great master.

There are more than a hundred disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect, and there are only five grand masters. So according to normal calculations, these men in blue shirts are strong enough to crush the Jade Butterfly Sect.

But the disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect have a sword formation, and six people can block a great master.

So in a real fight, they may not be able to get a good deal.

So many people came to Shenjian Peak. It seems that they don't know the details of the Jade Butterfly Sect and the power of the Jade Butterfly Sect's sword array.

Their eyes still stayed on the past, even before the confrontation between the two sects, when they had not yet become the leader of the Jade Butterfly Sect.

Ning Zhenzhen shook his head gently: "Too arrogant."

The middle-aged man in blue shirt at the head was smiling and relaxed, looking at Ning Zhenzhen unscrupulously: "Sect Master Mo, right?"

Ning Zhenzhen said calmly: "No need to say more, just do it."

She knew what the middle-aged man in blue shirt was going to say.

He wanted to say that he did not expect that the leader of the Jade Butterfly Sect would be so unspectacular and unworthy of the reputation of the Jade Butterfly Sect. He should change the leader so that he would not live up to the reputation of the Jade Butterfly Sect.

As for the reputation of the Jade Butterfly Sect, of course it has many beauties.

She also knew that the middle-aged man in blue shirt was telling the truth partly, and partly to anger herself.

The middle-aged man in blue shirt smiled and his eyes flashed with cold electricity: "You..."

Ning Zhenzhen interrupted him again and sneered: "If you want to do something, do it. It's annoying to keep blabbering!"

She waved her hand.

"Yes!" The girls yelled and rushed out lightly, like more than a hundred butterflies flying, surrounding the master of Divine Sword Peak.

Ning Zhenzhen looked up to the left and saw eight middle-aged men already standing on the wall.

These eight men, wearing dark blue clothes, stood silently on the wall, as if they had always been there.

They looked down at Ning Zhenzhen with indifferent eyes, as if they were looking at a dead person.

Ning Zhenzhen snorted softly, and in a flash, he jumped to the wall on the other side. In another flash, he flew out of the Jade Butterfly Sect's other courtyard, slowly flying away like a white cloud.

Eight men in dark blue clothes chased him out silently, without even looking at the people huddled together below.

The eight of them were extremely skilled at lightness and were chasing after Ning Zhenzhen, but they couldn't close the distance.

They were always kept more than a hundred meters away, leaving their sword skills nowhere to be used.

The eight people who did not believe in evil pursued him closely.

They believe that they are old, have deep Gang Qi, and have long Qi pulses, and they can definitely wear her down.

Even if you are unable to resist in the end, that would be the best.

A quarter of an hour later, when they reached a mountain peak, Ning Zhenzhen suddenly disappeared into a dense forest.

The sensations in their minds suddenly disappeared.

There was a sense of aura between the Grand Masters, but her aura suddenly disappeared.

They divided into eight directions, starting from the foot of the mountain and searching upwards, searching like a carpet, trying to find her.

They were confident that no matter how powerful she was at concealing her aura, she could not hide it from their own eyes.

So another quarter of an hour later, they met at the top of the mountain, all of them looking extremely ugly.

"...Go back!" A middle-aged man with a square face changed his face slightly: "She probably escaped back!"

As soon as he said this, the expressions of the others changed drastically.

When they hurried back to Tianjing and the Jade Butterfly Sect's other courtyard, they found that all the Divine Sword Peak disciples had fallen to the ground.

More than a hundred Jade Butterfly Sect disciples were standing quietly with swords in hand, looking at the eight of them calmly, their calm expressions unable to hide the excitement between their brows.

They had a clear understanding of their own cultivation and how amazing their previous experience in Zhongshan was.

These masters of Divine Sword Peak were as vulnerable as machetes chopping vegetables, and they all fell to the ground in just a moment.

However, they received Ning Zhenzhen's warning in advance and did not kill them. They only severely wounded them and stabbed them to the ground. They were not dead for the time being.

Ning Zhenzhen stood in the middle of them, surrounded by them, and looked at the eight people with livid faces quietly: "Does Shenjian Peak feel that without the protection of the Great Miaolian Temple, if you take action, we Yudie

Is the sect falling apart and vulnerable to a single blow?"

In their understanding, they are the strongest. As long as they are eliminated, the remaining Jade Butterfly Sect disciples will be vulnerable.

It is precisely because of this understanding that the top masters will be sent to deal with him this time, while the masters who deal with other people are not so strong.

In their opinion, it is more than enough and foolproof.

It's a pity that they don't know that the girls have gone through Zhong Shan's training and are no longer the same as they were before, and their strength has skyrocketed.

"good good good good!"

"I underestimated you."

"Mo Youlan, your Jade Butterfly Sect is so brave!"

Several middle-aged people all talked.

Ning Zhenzhen stood among the women and said calmly: "With the sword at the throat, do we still have to sit back and wait to be killed? The rabbit bites when it is anxious!"

"Does this mean we are forcing you?" The square-faced middle-aged man in charge said coldly: "That's ridiculous!"

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Are you, Shenjian Peak, always so verbose in your actions? If you want to fight, then fight, if not, then get out!"

"Hey, do you really think you have won?" The square-faced middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, still looking at ease: "It doesn't matter how many chickens and dogs you have!"

Ning Zhenzhen said calmly: "Then come and learn the clever tricks of Divine Sword Peak!"

The square-faced middle-aged man glanced at the people on the ground and sneered: "You, the Jade Butterfly Sect, are quite measured."

The masters of the Divine Sword Peak lying on the ground are all still alive.

As long as a person is alive, it doesn't matter if his martial arts is abolished. He can just go back and practice again, and he will be able to catch up sooner or later.

After all, you will be stuck in front of the Grand Master realm for many years. Newcomers may not be able to break through later, but may often break through earlier.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled.

The square-faced middle-aged man said: "Then I will cripple you and not kill you."

After he finished speaking, the eight long swords were unsheathed and turned into eight bolts of cold lightning that shot towards Ning Zhenzhen.

Eight rays of cold lightning intertwined in the air, forming a net, and when the hood was facing Ning Zhenzhen, it was astonishingly fast.

"Buzz..." A sword light suddenly appeared in front of them. More than a hundred Jade Butterfly Sect disciples were already moving their sword formations. The sword light condensed together to form a light curtain, covering all of them like a white cover.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The clear sound echoed endlessly.

The eight people were flying around in the air, their figures constantly changing and turning, like eight black eagles circling.

The long swords in their hands turned into cold light, and they kept stabbing at the light shield, trying to break through the light shield, but they couldn't.

The thin mask looks like it is made of steel, and the tip of the sword cannot penetrate it.

Ning Zhenzhen stood in the center with her long sword hanging low, shaking her head at the eight people: "Is this the top swordsmanship of Divine Sword Peak?"

The eight people's faces were extremely gloomy.

No matter how many non-grandmasters there are, they cannot block the strong Qi of the Grand Master, just like Qi cannot block water.

How did more than a hundred disciples, most of whom were below the Grand Master, condense into such a strong and pure Gang Qi?

This unimaginable power is definitely no match for oneself.

Ning Zhenzhen said lightly: "You are so ignorant."

"Okay, Sect Leader Mo, let's stop." The square-faced middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Just exit now."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

The eight middle-aged people stepped back and landed in one place.

Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said coldly: "You want to take advantage of the sword formation to stop and attack, right?"

The eight people's expressions remained unchanged.

The square-faced middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Mo, what do you mean by this?"

Ning Zhenzhen shook his head: "Such deceitful thoughts are really embarrassing. In this case, let's continue."

The sword in her hand vibrated.

The sword formation formed by more than a hundred people suddenly changed, from a closed light mask to a blooming lotus.

Layers of sword light formed lotus petals and pressed towards the eight people.

"Hmph!" The eight people's backs touched each other, forming a sword wheel, and the cold light rotated towards the sword formation of the women.

"Ding ding ding ding..."
To be continued...