"Your Excellency! This matter has nothing to do with you, please get out of the way!"
Ning Ling ignored Senior Brother Zhu and Zheng Xiaoliu's remarks and said to Luo Chen with a solemn expression.
She no longer dares to underestimate Luo Chen, but she is bound to win the Seventh Golden Lotus.
"It has nothing to do with me? Haha!"
Luo Chen put the knife into its sheath, touched the scabbard to the ground, put his hands on the handle of the knife, and said with a faint smile: "Zheng Xiaoliu is my friend now. If you touch my friend in front of me, do you think it has anything to do with me?"
?”
Zheng Xiaoliu, who was standing behind Luo Chen, knew that Luo Chen would not stand idly by, but when he heard what Luo Chen said, he still glanced at Luo Chen's back with gratitude.
"snort!"
Ning Ling's pretty face was filled with sadness: "Although your cultivation level is one level higher than mine, do you think I'm really afraid of you? Tell you, I'm going to order that thing."
After saying that, purple flashed across Ning Ling's eyes, and then her body glowed with lavender aura, and the sword with three missing gaps in her hand also turned purple.
"Wow... Zixia magic power!"
"What? It's actually the Zixia Magic Kung Fu of the Huashan Sect?"
"Haha... today is an eye-opener!"
…
The passers-by who were watching looked at Ning Ling in shock and started talking about it.
Luo Chen also looked at Ning Ling in surprise. This was the first time he saw a peerless skill in this world.
Then, Luo Chen became slightly excited again. He wanted to try out the difference between this world's peerless skills and his Qi-Entraining Technique.
"Taiyue Sanqingfeng!"
Ning Ling shouted softly, her body swayed, and she was in front of Luo Chen in an instant. She swung her sword and stabbed Luo Chen's heart, neck and lower abdomen three times at high speed.
"Roar!"
The white tiger next to Ning Ling also roared and rushed towards Luo Chen.
Seeing Ning Ling's three swords shot out in an instant, Luo Chen put away his smile, took a step back with a solemn expression, and instantly pulled out the Thunder Knife, dancing in front of him in an airtight manner.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
There were three metal collision sounds, and the three swords Ning Ling shot out instantly were blocked by the Thunder Knife.
"Roar!"
At this time, the white tiger also rushed over and bit Luo Chen's right calf.
"snort!"
Luo Chen, who was fighting against Ning Ling, was unhurried and didn't look at the white tiger at all. When the white tiger was about to close its mouth and bite off a piece of Luo Chen's flesh, Luo Chen instantly raised his leg and threw it back.
"Click!"
Bai Hu bit the air, and his upper and lower teeth suddenly touched each other. Before he could react, Luo Chen swung his right foot and kicked Bai Hu hard on the head.
"Hooooo..."
The white tiger howled in pain and was immediately kicked away, falling towards the crowd of onlookers.
"Flash!"
Suddenly a hole opened in the crowd, and the white tiger flew out of the hole and fell to the ground.
"Tiger!"
Ning Ling and Senior Brother Zhu shouted at the same time, and Senior Brother Zhu hurriedly ran to check on Bai Hu.
Ning Ling, on the other hand, was cruel, bit her teeth lightly, and shouted softly:
"Zixia Flying Sword!"
The long sword in Ning Ling's hand suddenly came out, turning into a purple shadow and flying towards Luo Chen's face.
After the long sword left her hand, Ning Ling seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She suddenly became unsteady and shook several times before regaining her balance. Apparently, this move consumed a lot of her energy.
"Um?"
Luo Chen saw the purple shadow flashing in the air, felt his brows being locked by the Qi machine, and hurriedly retreated. Then he circulated his whole body's Qi and swung his sword to strike somewhere in the air in front of him.
"Dang! Buzz..."
The swords collided, causing ripples in the air. The purple sword appeared, then fell to the ground, returning to its original silver color.
"you……"
Ning Ling, who was holding the scabbard on the ground, looked at Luo Chen as if he had seen a ghost: "How can you take this move? How do you know the position of the flying sword?"
"Haha! Guess!"
Luo Chen smiled meaningfully, but he was secretly surprised in his heart! It was indeed a peerless skill. The flying sword was so fast that it completely submerged its tracks and was difficult to catch with the naked eye. If he hadn't had the power of perception, he could sense the position of the flying sword.
Today, he will be seriously injured.
"Junior sister! How are you?"
At this time, Brother Zhu hurriedly ran to Ning Ling and supported Ning Ling, followed by White Tiger with blood on his mouth.
"I'm fine! I just lost my strength."
Ning Ling shook her head, her cold face looking haggard.
"Boy!"
Zheng Xiaoliu turned to look at Luo Chen and said coldly: "You actually injured my junior sister. No matter who you are, our Huashan sect will never let you go."
"Is it?"
Luo Chen looked slightly cold and walked towards Senior Brother Zhu, ready to teach him a lesson.
But right now!
"Give me... let me give way..."
Several male voices came from outside the crowd.
"Ah... people from the Huashan Sect are here."
"It's Mrs. Ning from the Huashan Sect. She's here too!"
The crowd of onlookers suddenly opened another hole.
Four young male disciples in white attire walked over behind a beautiful woman in her forties who was well-maintained and dignified in blue palace attire.
Seeing the beautiful woman flowing out of the second-rate peak realm, Luo Chen narrowed his eyes and stopped.
"Ling'er (junior sister), what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Ning Ling's haggard appearance, the five beautiful women took a few steps and came to Ning Ling's side.
"Mom! I'm fine."
Seeing the woman, the coldness on Ning Ling's face faded.
Looking at Ning Ling's appearance, the beautiful woman frowned slightly and asked: "Ling'er, did you use the Zixia Flying Sword?"
"Um!"
Ning Ling nodded slightly.
"Junior sister, tell us quickly, who beat you and Hu'er like this? We will avenge you."
A male disciple in the early second-rate realm looked at Ning Ling and said urgently.
"Senior Brother Gou!"
Before Ning Ling could speak, Senior Brother Zhu hurriedly pointed at Luo Chen and said, "It's him, he was the one who injured Junior Sister."
"Hmph! How brave you are to hurt my junior sister!"
Brother Gou didn't even look at Luo Chen. He pulled out his sword, turned around and stabbed Luo Chen. But as soon as he took two steps, his body froze in place and looked at Luo Chen in disbelief: "You...you are...
A second-rate late-stage warrior?”
"hehe!"
Luo Chen folded his arms, smiled, and said nothing.
"Um?"
Senior Brother Gou's words immediately attracted the attention of the beautiful woman who was checking on Ning Ling's condition. The beautiful woman turned around and looked at Luo Chen, frowned and asked:
"What's your name? Which family are you a disciple of? You are so young and have such great cultivation. Why haven't I heard of you before?"
"hehe!"
Luo Chen was quite polite when he saw the beautiful woman, so he cupped his hands and said, "I have met my senior, and my junior's name is Luo Chen. He is just a child of a small power!"
"Luo Chen?"
The crowd of onlookers immediately started talking and wrote down the name.
Hearing this, the beautiful woman lowered her head and thought for a while. She was sure that she had never heard of such a young evildoer among the other seven sects, but she could not rule out that he was a hidden disciple of these forces. So she stopped thinking about it and asked, "What should I do?
Let me ask you, why did you hurt my Ling'er?"
"hehe!"
Luo Chen smiled lightly and said meaningfully: "You have to ask your daughter."
"Ling'er?"
Hearing this, the beautiful woman turned to look at Ning Ling, but Ning Ling lowered her head and remained silent.