"Go over and kill him!"

After reluctantly waiting for a while, Zhao Ning's slender and tall figure still stood like a pine tree, refusing to fall down no matter what. Brother Meng finally lost his patience.

He now doubts that if he doesn't let his subordinates take action, Zhao Ning will probably stand still - even if the other party has died, he will just watch them keep standing!

If he hadn't been so injured that he couldn't take action for the time being, Brother Meng would have wanted to go up and give it a try to see if Zhao Ning really had the strength to fight again.

"Your Highness..." The only Wangji realm practitioner standing here looked like he had eaten ten thousand flies when he heard Meng Ge's order, with a look of pain and hardship on his face.

"Do you dare to disobey me?" Brother Meng's voice was stern.

By now, he was too lazy to explain what he was talking about.

The practitioner knew that there was no room for change, and his face suddenly fell. Before leaving, he glanced at his companion who was sitting on the ground and adjusting his breath, but found that the other party turned his head in a hurry and did not dare to look at him at all.

The other party was afraid that he would ask them to go there together.

It can be seen that the sitting Wangjijing was not seriously injured to the point of being unable to move, but because he was afraid of Zhao Ning's remaining combat power and did not want to go there and die, he chose to avoid it.

Wang Jijing, who was standing, cursed secretly. He couldn't force the other party to go with him, after all, the other party was indeed seriously injured.

With the mood of going to the execution ground, the practitioner slowly took three steps away. He couldn't help but look back at Meng Ge, hoping that the other party would suddenly realize his conscience, change his mind, and save him from this uncertain trip.

However, what he saw was Meng Ge's stern eyes like a tiger and a wolf.

The practitioner with despair in his heart knew that there was no room for maneuver in the matter. When he reached this situation, he understood that fear would only put him in a disadvantageous situation, so he took a deep breath, adjusted his mind, and flew out in one step.

Across the Wangji realm corpse on the ground, the practitioner looked at Zhao Ning.

He found that the other party was also looking at him.

There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of sarcasm, as if he was looking at an ant that didn't know whether to live or die.

This smile not only made the practitioner angry, but also made him feel chilled in his heart. The other party ignored him so much and didn't take him seriously, so he was obviously confident of killing him.

Although this may be a bluff, it seems very convincing when compared with the cold corpse in front of his feet.

When things get tough, you need to be bold. The practitioner takes a deep breath again, mobilizes the power of cultivation to the extreme, roars, raises the knife and strikes at Zhao Ning with all his strength!

Under the bright sword energy, the practitioner saw that Zhao Ning still did not move, as if what he was facing was not the energy that could kill him, but just a harmless breeze.

The practitioner's heart tightened, and fear was like a giant beast that opened its bloody mouth in an instant and swallowed him in one gulp. He couldn't help but tremble all over.

But now, he has no room to retreat. In the flash of lightning, he can only choose to chop down the sword as scheduled!

To his extreme shock, an unexpected scene occurred.

Zhao Ning still didn’t move!

Even though the sword energy had reached his forehead and the strong wind blew his robes flying wildly, Zhao Ning did not move!

The practitioner reacted immediately.

He was ecstatic!

Zhao Ning still didn't take action at this time, which can only explain one thing.

He is indeed powerless to take action!

"Zhao Ning is going to die in my hands? Should I kill Zhao Ning?!" The practitioner was so happy that he almost fainted with excitement.

Who is Zhao Ning? He is the one who defeated King Zuo Xian and the second prince successively. He is the best practitioner in Da Qi and the commander who created the biggest trouble for Tianyuan Royal Court since the Southern Expedition!

And now, the other party actually died in his own hands?

This is enough to boast of a lifetime of achievements!

The practitioner can already imagine what kind of glory and wealth he will have after this battle! It will not only benefit him throughout his life, but also benefit his descendants!

The practitioner smiled and blossomed.

It's really blooming.

His face and head exploded into a gorgeous blood flower in an instant!

——When his sword energy had just cut off the ends of Zhao Ning's hair, but had not yet touched the opponent's skin.

Until his eyes suddenly fell into boundless darkness and he completely lost consciousness, the practitioner didn't even figure out why he died suddenly and how he died.

He didn't know, but Brother Meng knew.

Brother Meng saw it clearly.

He froze.

What slashed the cultivator to pieces was a Zhang Ermo sword!

The zhangermo sword with a sharp blade fell from the sky like a meteor, and with the last ray of sunset, it landed on the highest peak in the vast mountains at the same time, cutting the cultivator into pieces.

The explosion of blood mist splashed into the air, forming a splendid and shocking scene.

The next moment, Brother Meng saw another person in front of Zhao Ning.

In the blood mist falling all over the sky, the man held the Zhangermo knife.

The straight long hair fell back on the shoulders, and the flying clothes slowly returned to their places. Facing the huge orange sun in the distance, under the last ray of afterglow, the man was full of energy and elegance.

Brother Meng was stunned on the spot.

There was a moment of confusion.

If not for anything else, it was because this cultivator who fell from the sky had such an extraordinary demeanor and his face was so perfect and moving.

She stood there, causing the world and the scenery to lose color in an instant.

And the next moment, Brother Meng's heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Because he caught the other person's eyes looking towards him.

It was like ice and snow that had never melted for thousands of years, with emotionless eyes. When looking at him, it was like looking at a dead person.

Brother Meng felt the murderous intent, the huge waves of murderous intent!

This murderous aura surged forward and completely overwhelmed him.

He felt as if all the blood in his body had stopped flowing at this moment.

The other party wants to kill him!

Of course.

Because the other party is in the same group as Zhao Ning!

Brother Meng, who was so seriously injured that it was difficult to even get up, suddenly jumped up and turned around to run away without saying a word.

He didn't really run away.

He saw Chalahan coming in a hurry.

"Your Highness! You..."

Chalahan fell to the top of the mountain and was greatly surprised when he saw Meng Ge's miserable injuries and pale face. Looking around him, there was no longer any Wangjijing standing around him. Only the Wangjijing was left with his injuries.

Not much lighter than Meng Ge.

"What's going on? Your Highness, where are the other Wangji realm practitioners under your command?"

Cha Lahan quickly supported Meng Ge, his face full of confusion, and turned to look at Zhao Ning and Yang Jiani on the top of the mountain.

Meng Ge's face was like the bottom of a pot and he didn't say a word.

He was speechless.

But just because he doesn't speak doesn't mean others won't speak either.

Someone answered for Meng Ge.

Not with words, but with a burst of laughter.

This laughter was so hearty, full of the spirit of fighting and iron, full of heroic spirit, and even more comfortable and joyful that others could not understand. As soon as it sounded, it covered the tops of the mountains and reverberated endlessly throughout the world.

At this moment when sunset falls, this laughter is the only sound on Xiaowen Mountain.

Cha Lahan looked at Zhao Ning, who still had a long sword stuck in his chest, but regardless of his injury, he raised his head and laughed, laughing unbridled, laughing heartily and heartily, and was speechless.

A moment ago, he thought Zhao Ning was crazy.

If you are not a lunatic, you cannot laugh like this.

But the next moment, he understood the meaning of this laughter.

With a cultivation level of less than the late stage of Wangji Realm, he rode alone to intercept Meng Ge. In the realm of narrow escape, he seized the only chance of survival, defeated Meng Ge, and also defeated Meng Ge.

All the practitioners were killed!

What kind of achievement is this?

From today on, in the national war battlefield between Tianyuan and Daqi, the latter will no longer have a fatal threat that it cannot contend with. The Tianyuan army has lost the last support for its triumphant advance!

It was also at this moment that Cha Lahan finally realized that Yuan Mu was really seriously injured in Jinyang. The current retreat was not to improve his cultivation and improve his realm. It was purely to recuperate from his injuries and he no longer had the power to take action again!

Only in this way can Zhao Ning smile so boldly, easily and arrogantly.

It's dark.
To be continued...