Ning Xiaofan said: This is not a problem for me.

Now that I have found a hiding place, I will set out to save Samar now.

The Qin family's shadow guard said in a bit difficult to speak: It's still daytime now, Young Master Ning, it's probably inappropriate for you to go to the Daxue Mountains.

It is said that there are many masters in the secret prison and they are very strict in defense.

It's better to go by at night.

"But a group of native chickens and tiled dogs deserve to be called my threat?"

Ning Xiaofan sneered: "Waiting for my good news!"

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The top of Daxue Mountain is as white as jade, with snow that never melts all year round, and it also emits a faint stench. Obviously, the poison in the snow is too heavy.

This is the depths of southern Hunan, with poisonous miasma everywhere. These poisonous miasma and snow are mixed together to make them extremely lethal.

At this time, Ning Xiaofan's fiery eyes had already covered the entire mountain in his sight, and all the movements were all visible to him.

This should be where Samar was imprisoned.

At the highest point there is a golden church, with the statues above it radiating light.

It can be seen that the sculpture was actually the leader of the Hong Cult, Hong Xuanlong.

"This old guy is really pompous."

Ning Xiaofan sneered.

As he said that, Ning Xiaofan had already arrived at the foot of Daxue Mountain.

There are four Hong Sect disciples in front of the gate, guarding the gate.

Each of the four Hong Sect disciples had a very powerful aura. They were obviously elite masters among Hong Sect disciples. They not only had unfathomable cultivation, but also knew the art of joint attack.

If Ning Xiaofan was right, he should have trained specifically. The four of them took defense as the offense and understood the art of joint attack, and the combat power they exerted was more than ten times that of the four people.

The four men were wearing armor, burly figures, strong faces, and holding weapons in their hands. They stood in front of the gate and looked ahead.

This is the Hong Cult secret place, Daxue Mountain. If you dare to trek in, you will be killed without any reservation! One of the Hong Cult disciples said coldly.

If it weren't for Ning Xiaofan's advanced cultivation, he might have cut him with one knife.

Now seeing Ning Xiaofan, the four of them just thought they were passing by and did not take action easily, otherwise it would be like seeking death.

Ning Xiaofan snorted coldly: I don’t know how to lift up.

Get out of here, otherwise you will be asked to report to the underworld in an instant! Hearing Ning Xiaofan said this, the other three disciples of the Hong Sect showed a hint of surprise on their faces. This young man was so brave.

Dare to be arrogant on the snowy mountain?

Who do he think he is?

This is the secret place of the Hong Cult, with experts everywhere! Boy, since you are looking for death, we will fulfill your wishes! One of the Hong Cult disciples roared, then waved the weapons in their hands and slashed Ning Xiaofan.

What a big tone, since you are going to die, I will fulfill your wishes.

Ning Xiaofan shouted coldly and with one flesh palm alone, he met the weapon that was slashing towards him.

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"this!"

"You guys go with him too!"

Ning Xiaofan snapped his fingers, and the other three instantly turned into ashes.

Ning Xiaofan walked to the gate and stretched out his hand and pressed it on the gate.

As a light illuminated, the gate of the prison made a creaking sound, and then slowly opened to both sides.

This door is made of Misin and is invincible. It is carved with various patterns, including the power of the dragon, the phoenix, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the four symbols, representing the Hong Cult's pursuit of ancient mysterious powers.

Pushing open the prison gate, Ning Xiaofan turned into a lightning bolt and rushed quickly, and soon arrived at the top of the prison, inside a magnificent hall.

The layout of this hall door is exactly the same as the outside gate, except that the furnishings in the hall are much more luxurious. In the hall, there is a huge golden statue sitting on the throne.

Above the statue is a vague person, and Hong Chenghu's outline can be vaguely seen.

Below, riding a majestic lion.

The lion has a strong body, dark fur, and looks extremely powerful.

A red python hovered around the golden lion. The python was five or six feet long and was entrenched above the golden lion's head.

It was spitting out bright red letters, with a fierce look in its eyes.

Hong Chenghu really knows how to create an image for himself. One tiger and one python is considered the totem of the Hong Sect.

Ning Xiaofan looked at the golden statue in the center of the hall and thought to himself.

Boom! Just as Ning Xiaofan was sneering at the sculpture, the secret door on the other side of the hall was suddenly opened.

Ning Xiaofan looked up and saw five Hong Sect disciples standing at the entrance of the hall. Each of them was wearing armor and weapons hanging around their waists, staring at Ning Xiaofan with cold eyes.

Ning Xiaofan frowned slightly and said: Why, a group of dogs smelled so quickly?

Let your warden come over to see me immediately and I will ask him if I have something to do.

Boy, you really don’t know how to write the word “death”. You dare to play wildly on the snowy mountain. If you want to meet the warden, you will pass our level first! Today I will send you to the underworld! Just you wastes?

Ning Xiaofan said to them with a rebellious look on his face.

He spoke wildly, seeking death! One of the disciples of the Hong Cult sect shouted angrily and drew a long sword from his side.

Looking at the Hong Sect disciple who was rushing towards him with a long sword in his hand, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Ning Xiaofan's mouth.

I really don’t know how high the world is! Seeing five disciples of the Hong Sect rushing up, Ning Xiaofan turned his body and his steps were like ghosts.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Just as the five people were about to approach him, suddenly, Ning Xiaofan's figure disappeared from the spot.

These five people are all masters in the Hong Sect. They usually rely on their strength to bully other disciples.

As a result, today, their most proud strength was actually suppressed by others.

They never expected that Ning Xiaofan would have such speed and hide so quickly! Swish! Ning Xiaofan appeared behind a disciple of the Hong Sect, punched his right hand and smashed it hard at the disciple of the Hong Sect.

The disciple of the Hong Sect felt something strange behind him. He immediately raised his long sword and stabbed Ning Xiaofan's back with his years of combat experience.

However, as soon as the sword was pierced halfway, he felt his body suddenly stiff, and then he lost consciousness and rushed forward.

Ning Xiaofan punched the Hong Sect disciple away with one punch, and at the same time, his figure disappeared from the spot.
Chapter completed!