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Chapter 132 Qin Changwu Falls

As soon as the voice in his heart fell, bursts of sounds of breaking through the air came from outside. Eight old men and two middle-aged men rushed towards this side, including Ishino and Qin Changwu, who had broken arms, and they were also led by them, with five warriors from the Qin family and the country.

When they arrived above, they landed on the big tree. They were not really able to fly, they just borrowed objects to leap into the air, and their cultivation level was high for a long time.

Seeing a figure on the tree, Ning Zixuan was the first to come out, while Ning Zhanjun and Han Wenjing were both hiding in the house.

"You're really amazing, I don't deny it."

"Are you finished talking nonsense?" Ning Zixuan looked directly at Qin Changwu with cold eyes, not at all disadvantages due to the age difference and the cultivation level.

"Now you can say such a big talk, just wait and see how blood stains the wilderness and take him down!"

At the same time, two figures immediately flew out at the same time, one was the middle stage of the innate level, and the other was the middle stage of the Sword Emperor in Heguo, which was equivalent to two old men in the late stage of the Golden Pill who came directly to kill him.

Ning Zixuan took a step forward, and a terrifying power spread around. The two old men who were swooping down both stiffened their bodies, and two blue cold lights flashed by. Everyone could not see where the light just now came from. When they came to their senses, they had already removed their arms.

The arms gradually became cold and fell to the ground. The wound as flat as a mirror was frozen by a cold air, without a trace of blood dripping down. The empty feeling of the shoulders also made them completely come back to their senses, but they were all with their eyes open and their faces were filled with fear.

Even Qin Changwu looked disbelief, and Shi Ye was so scared that he took a step back. He was sure that the boy who fought half a month ago did not have such strength. He had only been half a month and had made progress again!

"Let's go now, I'll spare you all." A cold voice came from Ning Zixuan's mouth. The two old men were so scared that they were silent and retreated. Now, they had no arms, which was equivalent to a crab that had gone to the pincers. If they continued, there was no chance of survival.

Turning his head to look at Qin Changwu and Shiye, Qin Changwu was also very sad. You should know that the Qin family's innate nature is not as good as two-handed. Now, one of them is ruined just after one encounter. If the entire army is wiped out, it will be a major blow to the Qin family.

Just as he was wondering whether to retreat, Shino looked at him and said, "Master Qin, don't forget our purpose. Do you think they will really let us go? He can let us go in the growth stage, but what about half a year? Will he let us go?"

After hearing his words, Qin Changwu made up his mind and took action without hesitation. The peak strength above the innate power suppressed Ning Zixuan's aura of the sky back.

I was thinking about whether I could delay it for a while, but it seemed that it would not work. As soon as the Biling Light Sword rushed out of the ring, the tip of the sword rushed straight to Qin Changwu's eyebrows. Even though the spiritual energy protected the body before, the sword itself was still majestic.

Qin Changwu turned his head slightly, and a smile appeared on his mouth. He thought he had avoided the distance of the sword energy, but just as his smile appeared, it froze on his face. A little blood slid down his forehead and entered his eye sockets. A slight scar appeared on his forehead. If it weren't for his tough bones, his skull would have flew high at this moment.

"Go back and spare you all the time. This is the second chance you can give you, but it's only three things."

"You..." Qin Changwu wiped the blood on his forehead, and his old teeth were about to pieces, and his body was trembling with anger.

Wu Yue's face turned red, not hot, but he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, because Ning Zixuan's current appearance is hundreds or thousands of times better than his acting skills at the barbecue stall owner before.

Ning Zixuan glanced at the two old men who had lost their combat power and thought to himself: "Since you don't leave, you can only kill the chicken to scare the monkey."

The Biling Lightsaber in his hand just returned to his hand and was wrapped in spiritual energy and shot it out directly. The two of them focused on Qin Changwu until they realized that it was too late for the Biling Lightsaber to approach the whole body. The long sword directly passed through the bodies of both of them, and their bodies fell down and smashed a burst of dust. However, the Biling Lightsaber returned to his hand was bleeding and not stuck.

The two innate mid-stage strong men, one of the best martial arts worlds, ended their lives with two moves. Han Wenjing was frightened in the house, but Ning Zhanjun's expression was much better, and he just looked at the few people confronting each other in the air in silence.

"Go together, kill him!" Qin Changwu saw that Ning Zixuan really dared to kill people. He failed one after another until the death of the strong family members was all right at this moment. He only took action at the mid-stage of the innate level and the two peaks.

Wu Yue and Chen Hao also rushed out together. Ning Zixuan was a little embarrassed. He thought this would make the old man retreat, but he didn't expect that he would make him angry.

He may have the advantage of this long-distance battle, but directly contacting the battle will reveal his feelings. After all, he has just entered the late stage of the Golden Pill Realm, not the Nascent Soul Realm, and the gap in cultivation is not something that a single Biling light can keep.

Without thinking too much, he faced Qin Changwu, and the fat man who broke through to the peak of the middle stage of the Jindan realm faced Shi Ye who was seriously injured. The remaining Wu Yue and Chen Hao faced six people higher than him. They wanted to cry but couldn't cry and could only grit their teeth.

But within a short while, he was under Qin Changwu's palm. It was because of this palm that Qin Changwu confirmed that Ning Zixuan had just watched the sword bluff.

Ning Zixuan's heart was not good, and his hands changed quickly. Then his eyes narrowed, and a buzzing sound was heard. The nearby ground swayed violently. A red light appeared in the center of Ning Zixuan's top. The green light was wrapped in interlaced red lightning, and finally spread out and slashed down, just like dense lightnings rising from the sky.

The second style of the Star Sword Technique: Gods and Demons dance randomly!

This is Ning Zixuan's strongest move at present. He has not used it yet. He originally thought it would be a single-body attack sword technique, but he did not expect it to be a small-scale indiscriminate attack. Except for Ning Zixuan, who uses the sword technique, everyone else will receive damage. Eleven people were instantly slashed to their entire bodies.

Wu Yue and fat Chen Hao grinned in pain, cursing and shaking on the ground. Li Yueran hurriedly stepped forward to check the injuries, which made Ning Zixuan a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, this trick even slashed his own people. Fortunately, the three of them were just below and would not be attacked too much.

The two samurai who were poor in physical condition were lying on the ground and breathing heavily, and the internal organs were filled with burning pain.

After the red thunder, the ground was charred and Ning Zixuan also forced himself to support himself. Although Qin Changwu's palm was blocked by him, the piercing pain was still strong. He could only try to keep himself as if nothing had happened, but his face gradually turned pale.

Qin Changwu held his shirt, which was struck by lightning, and saw Ning Zixuan's pale face, and he smiled: "Boy, I think you felt bad for my palm? I really didn't expect you to beat me, everyone, I have to admire you."

The teasing meaning in this sentence will tell at a glance: "Haha, your physical condition is even worse than mine. The feeling of red thunder entering the body and stirring is not good, right?"

Qin Changwu frowned, but his body was severely damaged. He looked at the other three people in the family who were dying, and Ishino and a few Chinese people: "Let's withdraw!"

With a command, the other three quickly fled. Seeing that Ning Zixuan from behind did not chase after him, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've come to our territory and still want to leave safely?"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a huge dragon head emerged from the clouds. It was Qingfeng who had been watching the show in the sky. He originally wanted to tell Ning Zixuan that this second move was an indiscriminate attack sword technique, but he forgot it. It was not until Ning Zixuan used this move that he remembered it and could only say sorry to the three people who were struck in his heart.

As soon as the breeze appeared, the four of them immediately looked as if they were dead and could not leave. They did not believe that they could escape from the pursuit of a giant dragon.

Qingfeng's big claws were directly photographed, and the three old men in the middle stage of the innate stage turned into nothingness in the divine thunder of the Destruction, and disappeared without a trace without even making a muffled groan. Compared to Ning Zixuan's gods and demons dancing just now, the power of the divine thunder was even more terrifying. The three of them were directly decomposed by lightning and lightning, and finally became dust all over the sky.

Qin Changwu never expected that he had led so many people but still failed to take this kid, but instead took his life.

He lay on the ground, his body was covered with thunder and his breath gradually became weak, and he lost his life within a few minutes. Qin Changwu, the chief of the Qin family of the five major families in the capital, died under Qingfeng's big claws.

Shi Ye originally wanted to escape, but when he saw Qin Changwu's fate, he swallowed, and knelt down without saying a word, begging for mercy with the unspoken Chinese clan, "Let me go, I was forced by Qin Changwu to come together. I was forced, please!"

Ning Zixuan drifted at him before, and a cold light flashed and his head fell to the ground.

The other three people could not escape the sickle of the god of death, and they all died in the sleeping forest. Two of them were at the peak of the innate level and eight of them were at the middle stage of the innate level. They could make the shaking existences in the martial arts world today, and they all fell.

Ning Zixuan also sat on the ground in dismay. Looking at the three explosive heads, he smiled unkindly. The three of them gave him a blank look. First, they wiped their father's body, and then they were bandaged into three mummies and lay on the bed.

"I didn't mean it. If you want to blame me, it's up to the old man who didn't tell me." Ning Zixuan, who was restored to the ground, spread his hands on their beds.

"Let's settle the score with you when we're done!"

In Beijing, the next day, the news broke out. The original headline was that a giant dragon appeared in the center of Beijing because of the breeze. However, after a month, the popularity of the giant dragon gradually disappeared.

Until today, it has become the news that the Qin family, the Qin family, died in the five major families in the capital, and this explosive news is naturally Gongsun Dianwei's masterpiece.
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