As soon as the three of them escaped, two old men with white hair flew over from the sky and saw the battle scene on the ground was miserable, but there was no trace of Ning Bugui.
"It seems we are one step late!" said the old man on the right.
The man on the left couldn't help but angrily, "So many people can't even hold back three of them. What a waste."
The man on the right said, "I'm surprised if they can really succeed. After all, the three disciples of Ning Zhiyang, each with unique skills. Just one Ning Bugui is enough to discourage most masters in the concentration realm. Haven't you fought with him?" It turned out that these two people were the masters in the 20,000-element realm who killed Ning Bugui and the other three when they were in Lingyun Villa.
"Hmph! No matter how powerful he is, he is not a person at the level of concentration. I don't believe that he can still make a fortune."
"That's right, they were chased by us for several days, and their energy was not as good as before. Now they were besieged by so many people. They must have been injured. There are two old guys waiting in front of them. They probably will never come back when they go, which is a pity." The man on the right said, "I am very interested in the martial arts of the man who can do the Wanjian."
Knowing that the masters of this realm of all things are hidden in the woods, the three of them dared not leap in the sky. They lowered their height and flew in the void for a short distance and fell into the woods to hide.
At this time, the three of them were exhausted and found a hidden place. The three of them sat on the ground and began to recover their strength. Ning Bugui took out a bottle of wound medicine from the treasure bag and prescribed it for Qin Xiao to treat the wound. The wound was deep and bones could be seen. If Qin Xiao had not flashed quickly, he might have hurt his lungs. The pain caused cold sweat to spread on Qin Xiao's forehead. Ling Haotian also simply treated the wound on his body. Fortunately, he brought a lot of things when it came out. Each of them took a pill of Peiyuan Pill, and then leaned on the tree trunk to start resting. The three of them were in a heavy mood and frowned and thought about how to escape.
In the next two days, I wonder if the three of them had run out of luck. They encountered several ambush battles in succession, and each time was extremely dangerous. When they fled to a lake, they met the most dangerous opponent, two masters in the realm of everything.
"Why do you want to chase us? Look at your martial arts, don't you look like people in the devil's way?"
"Haha! Those people in the Demonic Way have only sent a few miscellaneous people. How can they kill you? You must know that you Ning Bugui is the most powerful person in the younger generation at present." The old man in black robe smiled.
"I would rather Bugui ask myself which sect I have never offended, so why did I kill so hard?"
Ning Bugui's face was a little pale. He had been fighting for days and was already exhausted. After all, he was a human being, not a real god of war.
"If you want to blame, you will blame your bad luck. If you are involved in this kind of dispute, if you don't die, others will die." said the old man in Xuanyi.
"Since it's Ning Bu's return for me, can you let me go, these two junior brothers? Everything has nothing to do with them." Ning Bugui tightened the sword in his hand.
"Impossible. Only when you are all dead will the secret be buried underground forever."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense to them? They are at the end of their power. Kill them as soon as possible, and it's better to do this."
As soon as the two of them opened their aura, they flew out of the void. The powerful aura made the three of them feel unprecedented pressure.
"Be careful!" Ning Bugui immediately flew forward, swung the man in front of him, and stopped his attack. Ling Haotian then faced another opponent. This kind of cross-border battle was not something Qin Xiao could intervene, but the terrifying pressure from the two of them had already made him unable to move forward. Qin Xiao held the sword in his hand, his eyes full of reluctance.
Ning Bugui rushed forward with his sword swing, and the blazing sword light passed through the air. There was no fear or fear in his eyes, only a monstrous fighting spirit. He could not be afraid or fear. At this time, if he shrank in half, then the one who greeted the three brothers would be a devastating blow.
The sword is still in hand!
The blazing fiery red sword light was running through the air. Every time a sword light was fired, a long trace was left on the ground, and the surroundings were in a mess. When the two men's battle circle hit the sky above the lake, the water on the lake kept shaking with their battle, surging. The old man in black robe came out like the wind, and his whole body was covered with a layer of orchid ripples. The palm wind and sword energy were intertwined, making huge sounds, violent energy fluctuations, causing a huge wave on the lake.
Suddenly, the old man's hands shook, and his orchid-colored energy filled his palms, raising a huge water curtain in the void, drowning towards Ning Bugui fiercely.
Ning Bugui held the sword in both hands, slashed hard on his head, and cut the huge water curtain from it. At this moment, the old man in black robe rushed to Ning Bugui's body and slapped it with his palm. Ning Bugui stepped on the waves and took two steps backwards, bent down, and slashed his feet, slashing a sword from bottom to top. The old man in black robe was in the air, not avoiding or dodging. The orchid water curtain was automatically wrapped around him like life. Ning Bugui's sword slashed on the water curtain, but did not hurt the old man in black robe at all.
"Boom! Bang!"
The lake surface surged and exploded everywhere, as if it was raining rain. The old man in black robe rotated in the void, and the lake water began to rotate with his movements. In the falling rain, these raindrops suddenly floated around the old man.
"Boy, although you have reached the peak of the realm of concentration, you cannot understand the wonderfulness of the realm of the world. Now, I will let you see the difference between the realm of the world and the realm of concentration."
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was waving wildly in the void, and the old man in black robe suddenly surged. His whole body suddenly became erratic, as if he was a little transparent. Then, the water droplets around him suddenly turned into sharp swords with his movements and rushed towards Ning Bugui.
Ning Bugui's long sword intertwined in the void and turned into a dense sword net. These water blades hit his sword and made a clanging sound of "ding" and were as hard as a magic weapon. However, Ning Bugui suddenly groaned. It turned out that these water blades in the void suddenly turned into crystal clear water droplets at this moment, and they wanted to attack Ning Bugui like a heavy rain. Ning Bugui did not investigate for a while, and was hit by a drop of water droplets, leaving a blood hole in his arm.
The old man in black robe smiled cruelly, his hands shook, and countless water suddenly appeared in the void. The layers of water waves enveloped the old man in black robe and Ning Bugui. Ning Bugui didn't check it for a while, but was actually wrapped in the water. In an instant, he felt like he was weighing thousands of pounds and could not move. Ning Bugui immediately mobilized his spiritual power and shook violently. The powerful spiritual power exploded on the spot, and the water suddenly scattered.
"What a great person, so amazing. If you can give you more time, maybe Chaoyang Sect will have a second Ning Zhiyang. You are like your father, which makes people feel terrifying. Today, if you don't die, I'm afraid that I will die."
In the water waves, the old man in black robe rushed to Ning Bugui like a swimming fish, and shot it out with his palm, facing Ning Bugui's long sword, and was hardly stamped on his chest. Ning Bugui squirted a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. He barely supported his body with the sword to prevent himself from falling down, and rushed towards the old man in black robe again.
"I have broken through the realm of Condensation for decades, but I have nowhere to make progress since then. If I could have the talent of you, I might have already reached the realm of Taixu. How unfair to me, God would have been." The old man in black robe slapped Ning Bugui with a palm again.
"Give up resistance, you can't beat me. You must know that people with the five elements belong to water have the longest spiritual power. Those just now were just small tricks." The old man in black robe smiled at the sky and rushed towards Ning Bugui, ready to end his life.
Ning Bugui fell to the ground, bright red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, dyed a little bright red on the white clothes, his vision began to blur, and even the sword in his hand seemed to be unable to hold it, but the screams of Ling Haotian and Qin Xiao were clearly heard in his ears.
Ning Bugui stood up again. He could not fall down, absolutely could not fall down. Although his eyes were blurred, Ning Bugui felt that his mind had never been so clear. The spiritual power in his body became wildly restless. His eyes were red, and a violent red light flashed in his eyes. The crazy heaven and earth energy kept fluctuating around him, pouring into his body one after another. His body slowly floated in the void, and the deep fiery red wrapped him inside. The dark red was like a flame from hell, carrying a force that destroyed the world. "The three styles of burning the sky, the first style!"
With a sword, the sky and the earth were lost, and the earth seemed to be shaking. The wind and clouds were surging between the sky and the earth, and thunder and lightning were thunder and lightning. His fighting spirit was overwhelming, and he looked down on it, as if the God of War came from the Nine Heavens.
"This is impossible!"
Blood splattered in the void, and the old man in black robe retreated a few feet, his eyes full of disbelief, and then Ning Bugui's second sword had already slashed over.
"The third style of Burning Heaven, the second style!" Ning Bugui seemed to have lost consciousness, and supported himself with only a thought. He only knew that he could never fall here again, nor could he do it. A five-meter-long sword light burst out and slashed out with a sword, as if it came from the nine heavens, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky seemed to be shocked by him.
"This is impossible. The rumors are not like this at all! I am at the early stage of the Wanxiang cultivation level, how could I not be able to beat the person in his state of concentration? Cough cough! Could it be that he broke through at this time?" The old man in the black robe looked in disbelief and sprayed out several mouthfuls of blood again. Fear in his eyes had already appeared, and suddenly jumped up, turned around and wanted to escape.
However, Ning Bugui would not give him a chance to escape. He was full of evil spirits and his eyes were full of violence. He suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, the man had already appeared in front of the old man in black robe. He finally cut the last sword, and one sword came out, and the nine heavens moved!
"Ah!" The old man in black robe let out a shrill scream, his screaming short, and at that moment, he was chopped down from the middle by Ning Bugui's sword and divided into two halves.