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Chapter 62

Shenjing City is an all-encompassing city. There are merchants who travel north and south; lonely swordsmen who punish evil and promote good; bards who are determined to see the prosperity of the world. They may have walked out of Langlang Mountain and seen Shujian Lake, but most of them I could never reach the upside down mountain.

Basically, they all have a common characteristic, that is, they have no fixed residence. In order to accommodate this group of people, all the officials of Shenjing City repaired and rectified the courtyards built by the previous officials in the suburbs outside Shenjing City, and it became a These people came to Shenjing City where they could live temporarily in cheap accommodation.

In a small dilapidated courtyard, Lu Xuan found the cultivator Ying Ji had hidden in Shenjing City, and the two sides went through an unimaginable melee.

When several fireballs attacked Shen Ning like sunfire, the Dragon Roar Gun let out bursts of dragon roars. Shen Ning's momentum was like a killing god, and he shot away the fireballs in front of him.

Several assassins who were besieging him could not help but show panic in their eyes.

They didn't understand how the people from the imperial court found them, and they also didn't understand how the young man in front of them, who didn't look like a weakling, could withstand the siege of so many of them without falling behind!

Shen Ning looked at these people as if he were looking at dead corpses, and said coldly: "If you have any other means, let's do it together."

Several assassins looked at each other. They were not weak in cultivation. At this moment, they actually felt a little intimidated when facing Shen Ning. However, they also knew that if Shen Ning could not be killed here, then Qing Yi would definitely be waiting for them. Si and the Jin Dynasty's unimaginable revenge immediately decided not to hold back, and all kinds of mysterious magic techniques emerged in this small courtyard for a while!

The two of them were responsible for restraining Shen Ning head-on, while the others were waiting for opportunities to deliver a fatal blow.

An assassin activated Ling Yuan in the air and saw the lake and river water not far from the courtyard gathering behind him. Shen Ning focused his eyes and parried the attacks of others.

The water source behind the assassin formed a giant Kunpeng-shaped thing. It let out an earth-shattering roar and leapt towards Shen Ning. The surrounding trees were broken due to the wings of the giant thing, and dust flew up.

Not to be outdone, Shen Ning held the Dragon Roar Spear vertically in front of his eyes. Black energy and electric light surged at the same time. The phantom of a giant dragon immediately appeared behind him. Without any words, both of them tried their best to urge the giant beast to attack the other side. go.

This attack is Kunpeng versus the real dragon!

The moment the two collided, they aroused countless spiritual turbulences and powerful shock waves, making it difficult for ordinary practitioners to approach this battlefield!

"Ouch!"

The dragon's sharp claws tore Kunpeng's body apart. The huge body became torn into pieces in an instant, turning into large water droplets and pouring down like a heavy rain!

Without Kunpeng's obstruction, the giant dragon directly mounted on the assassin's body.

Hearing a muffled grunt, the assassin was immediately knocked several dozen meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, and died on the spot.

Before Shen Ning could take a breath, other assassins seized this opportunity and attacked one after another!

Just when the sword in the hand of an assassin was about to pierce Shen Ning's chest, a white light suddenly condensed between Shen Ning's eyebrows. Before they could react, the white light rushed into the assassin's mind like a bolt of lightning.

"Ah! Ah!"

The assassin's voice became extremely shrill, and the others couldn't help being frightened when they saw this scene, and took a few steps back in fear.

The young man in front of me is so terrifying!

Not only does he have a mysterious magic technique, but he has also practiced spiritual consciousness!

Seeing their appearance, Shen Ning couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. He knew in his heart that if these people fought to the death with him.

He will definitely not be their opponent!

But they were afraid. They were afraid of Shen Ning's mysterious magic, the silver-white spear, and his unexpected spiritual attacks!

He didn't dare to use wheel fighting to consume his energy anymore.

To complete the possibility of killing him.

At this moment, Shen Ning was like a god dominating the battlefield, and the two sides only faced each other for a moment.

An assassin turned around and wanted to escape, but as soon as he ran two steps back, he discovered that a golden translucent wall had been erected behind them.

With no way to run away, the assassins came to their senses and faced Shen Ning, preparing for a final fight.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Shen Ning covered her chest and said with a rather feeble wry smile: "Mr. Zheng, this junior is really on his last legs. There is not much spiritual energy left in him. If you don't come out, I'm afraid I will be handed over here. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the assassins suddenly felt an extremely cold chill spreading around them. They saw a tall old man appearing on the mountain not far ahead, holding a few bloody cans in his hands. Head.

They are colleagues from several other strongholds!

Someone recognized the human head in Zheng Yang's hand, and looked at Zheng Yang with an angry look on his face. Most of the thoughts of resistance in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Shen Ning glanced at the human head in Zheng Yang's hand, and couldn't help but put his forehead on his forehead and said, "Mr. Zheng, have you left anyone alive?"

Zheng Yang threw the head aside in disgust and glanced at Shen Ning, "Do you think His Majesty will let us stay alive?"

Shen Ning was slightly shocked when he heard this, but then felt relieved.

A few hours ago, he went to see Emperor Jing, and on the way he guessed what kind of punishment Emperor Jing would give Ying Ji after the incident was over.

Emperor Jing, who valued family ties, would not order Ying Ji to be beheaded, but for the sake of the stability of the Jin Dynasty, he would probably be demoted to a commoner.

But now it seems that Emperor Jing, who was not even willing to leave any evidence, clearly punished Ying Ji lower than expected.

But this is enough. As long as Ying Ji can be restrained from attacking Qingyi Si, everything waiting for Ying Qin to return and take over will be settled.

When they heard that Zheng Yang and others did not intend to leave any survivors alive, the assassins were determined to die and clenched the blades in their hands to prepare for the final desperate blow.

When mystical magic started to flourish again in this courtyard.

What was originally a fierce battle turned into a one-sided massacre. Zheng Yang's figure was seen shuttled between the assassins. A simple palm or punch could kill an assassin with a profound level of cultivation on the spot. !

This battle is like a god standing on a high mountain, overlooking the ants at the foot of the mountain!

Life and death are all in one thought.

This originally indeterminate battle was resolved in just a few breaths after Zheng Yang joined.

Shen Ning couldn't help but be extremely surprised when she saw the scene happening in front of her.

In the hands of higher-level practitioners, do the monks below the Tianxuan realm not even have a chance to compete with them?

The strength is so terrifying!

After dealing with the enemies in the courtyard, Zheng Yang's face remained calm and he calmly said to Shen Ning: "It's time to return to the Palace to return to His Majesty."

"No." Shen Ning returned respectfully.

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