Seeing this stabbing sword, the fan in Mo Bufan's hand changed continuously, but in the end the sword still stabbed directly into the fan in his hand. Then Mo Bufan saw a slight movement on the blade of Yang Ningfeng's sword stabbing into his fan. shock
Mo Bufan's eyes immediately showed a look of horror at this slight shock.
The fan suddenly erupted, followed by the sword in Yang Ningfeng's hand, and it turned into a violent wave and the sword shadow enveloped Mo Bufan.
"not good"
Mo Bufan and Uncle Shan were both shocked from the bottom of their hearts. At the same time, Mo Bufan's face turned pale. He really didn't expect Yang Ningfeng to be so powerful. Uncle Shan's first reaction at this time was to save people.
The figure suddenly flashed, and the five claws of his skinny left hand grabbed Mo Bufan's left shoulder and pulled him away. At the same time, he made a fist with his right hand and smashed the blade of the Burning Sun Ten Thousand Sword in Yang Ningfeng's hand.
"snort"
Seeing Uncle Shan take action, Yang Ningfeng's eyes were as sharp as a sword. The sword in his hand just turned slightly.
Immediately everyone saw a bloody arrow rising into the sky and then an arm fell down.
"Hmm"
Uncle Shan's face suddenly turned pale and he retreated in shock.
"How could he dare to be so arrogant and rob a good woman in broad daylight without the connivance of a strong man like you?" Yang Ningfeng had actually expected that Uncle Shan would rescue Mo Bufan, so his real purpose now was Uncle Shan's old mountain. As soon as his uncle made a move, he was not surprised at all. The sword move was immediately effective and cut off Uncle Shan's arm in one fell swoop. Then with the cold words, the sword in his hand flew up and the shadow of the sword filled the sky, instantly covering Uncle Shan. stand up
Uncle Shan let out a scream, and everyone was shocked to see Uncle Shan's head flying into the sky with a long scream.
"No……"
As soon as Mo Bufan saw this, he knew how terrifying the person he was about to duel with was. Uncle Shan, with his level of second-grade cultivation, was actually killed in one go. How terrifying the other party was. It was really scary. His face turned as pale as paper and he fell to the ground.
"You are the one who is dueling me. You are sitting on the ground because you want to show off." When Yang Ningfeng saw Uncle Shan, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground. The performance was even worse than he imagined, and he sneered while speaking. forward
"Stop him quickly"
Seeing Yang Ningfeng walking up, Mo Bufan trembled all over and was so frightened that he even lost the courage to stand up and run. He just exclaimed in shock.
Several of his men, look at me, I see you, even Uncle Shan, are so vulnerable in front of others. If we go up, aren't we going to die? But if we don't go back in time, we won't survive, and our own guys are afraid that they will also be punished. I can't even live the rest of my life
In desperation, the remaining men gritted their teeth and rushed forward without saying a word. They bravely swung out the weapons in their hands.
"Without the usual indulgence of you evil slaves, he wouldn't be so arrogant, so his sins are half as bad as yours." Yang Ningfeng said slowly as Mo Bufan's subordinates rushed up to him.
His voice was slow but his movements were as fast as lightning. After saying this, all Mo Bufan's men had been killed, and Yang Ningfeng was already standing in front of Mo Bufan. The sword in his hand was already stopped in front of Mo Bufan's throat.
"Don't kill me. Don't kill me. It's my fault. It's my fault. I shouldn't fight with you for women. It's my fault. It's me... I don't deserve her. Please don't kill me. I am Young Master Mo. As long as you don't kill me, they I can cancel your death and no longer hold you accountable. The Mo family will also give you heavy rewards. Just please don’t kill me. Don’t kill me..." Looking at all the dead men, Mo Bufan's body was full of blood as he looked at the sword pointed at his throat. He was so shocked that he turned even paler and actually begged for mercy.
"..."
Immediately, everyone around him was speechless and looked at Mo Bufan with eyes full of disdain. Especially those masters from Puppet Valley who looked at Mo Bufan and suddenly felt that the people from the Mo family who were usually aloof and aloof were just such things.
Of course, more people are already afraid of Yang Ningfeng's power. A child under his command is so powerful. He is indeed even more powerful.
"To be honest, you are more unbearable than I thought, but this makes me more determined to kill you. Living like you in the world will only be a shame to mankind, so I know that killing you will stain my sword, but I Still want to kill you"
Yang Ningfeng was even more murderous towards Mo Bufan's despicable conduct. The sword in his hand was about to be stabbed as he spoke.
"Master, save me!" Mo Bufan suddenly exclaimed when he saw that Yang Ningfeng was still trying to kill him.
"stop"
Mo Bufan's exclamation was that three sword shadows were attacking Yang Ningfeng with such violence that even Yang Ningfeng's cultivation level did not dare to trust him. He knew that if he continued to kill Mo Bufan, he might be injured. Although these three swords could not kill him, But there's a chance he'll get hurt
His brows suddenly furrowed and he raised the sword in his hand.
Dangdangdang
The three attacking swords were directly thrown away. But in the next moment, Yang Ningfeng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a sense of danger came over his heart. In a flash, he retreated in front of Lin Qingwu and others.
Before Yang Ningfeng could stand still, a purple shadow flashed in front of Mo Bufan. It was the purple-robed old man who was taking the lead this time in the Hall of Phantom Souls.
"Master, Master, Master, save me." Mo Bufan was so excited when he saw the purple-robed old man that his eyes filled with tears.
"Master" Yang Ningfeng narrowed his eyes. It turned out that the purple-robed old man was really Mo Bufan's master, Luo Mulin, the third elder of the Phantom Soul Palace.
"It's really a narrow road for enemies. I wanted to go to Black Puppet City to find him, but I didn't expect to meet him here." Yang Ningfeng stood firm and thought to himself.
"Boy, you are so brave. You dare to kill my apprentice here. Are you tired of living?" Luo Mulin scolded Mo Bufan and three other subordinates. After helping Mo Bufan up, he turned around and looked at Yang Ningfeng. Senran said in an extremely cold voice
"Is it true that only your apprentice is allowed to kill you and no one else is allowed to kill him?" Yang Ningfeng sneered.
"Yes." Luo Mulin didn't argue, but said with an arrogant face and sneered again and again: "If you dare to touch my apprentice, you don't take me seriously. In that case, let me see what you are capable of."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately picked up a long sword that fell on the ground and swung it towards Yang Ningfeng.
Seeing this, a murderous glint suddenly flashed in You Tianxia's eyes, but Yang Ningfeng waved his left hand to signal him not to do anything. Then, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed out with his sword.
This sword thrust was exactly the same as the one struck at Mo Bufan just now. It was like a trickle of spring water, but it was as fast as lightning.
"snort"
Luo Mulin snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand suddenly rose with a powerful aura. It was clear that he wanted to use tyrannical power to break Yang Ningfeng's spring-like sword power.
"when"
The sword tips of the two were facing each other, and then their eyes burst out with fierce fighting intent at the same time, because at that moment they both knew that the other was a rare opponent whose cultivation level was not higher than theirs.
"No wonder I dare to act wild here. I really have a few moments."
Mo Bufan suddenly flew up and appeared in the air
Seeing Luo Mulin flying into the air, everyone in the Phantom Soul Palace rushed here. At the same time, the three men who came with Luo Mulin just now were struck by Yang Ningfeng's swords and began to drive away the onlookers. Everyone retreated one after another. Suddenly a larger circle of open space appeared below, and the three of them and Mo Bufan also retreated in front of another group of people.
Seeing this, Lin Qingwu You Tianxia and Xiao Jin also retreated in front of the crowd, but they didn't know if it was intentional. The place where the three of them retreated was not far from where Mo Bufan was standing. After they stepped back and stood firm, Lin Qingwu's soft words The voice penetrated into Yang Ningfeng's ears: "Be careful."
Yang Ningfeng smiled slightly, and then he flew into the air and stabbed straight with the sword in his hand. The sword transformed into a streamer and the sword instantly merged.
The two fierce battles with Liu Xi gave him new insights. In addition, during this period of communication with You Tianxia, although Yang Ningfeng's cultivation level has not increased significantly, he has actually crossed over again in the realm of martial arts. a big step
Now his swordsmanship has begun to change to a state where he is no longer restricted by sword moves.
The long sword stabbed straight, but it seemed that all his sword moves were included in it as soon as it was released. The air in front of this stab made a loud bang.
This sword actually caused a sonic boom with just one strike.
"What a terrible sword"
Everyone watching the battle below had awe-inspiring expressions. Yang Ningfeng's move was obviously reserved for Mo Bufan.
Luo Mulin frowned slightly: "Where did such a powerful young man come from..." He thought to himself but was a little angry. When he drew the sword just now, he thought that with his cultivation, he would be able to suppress or suppress the opponent in one go. It was a kill, but now the opponent was young but showed that he was not inferior to his strength, which made him feel shameless in front of so many people.
At this time, the sudden appearance of the duel in the air had attracted the attention of everyone in the plain area.
"Who is this young man? He dares to fight against Elder Luo?"
"Isn't that Luo Mulin, the third elder of the Hall of Phantom Souls? Just now I saw him leaving in a hurry just because of this young man?"
"This sword is so powerful. Who did this young man come from?"
"Haha, there is indeed a lot of excitement. There is no movement from King Qinglong. Are they two knowing that everyone is bored, so they are looking for something to watch for everyone?"
"Judging from this sword alone, this young man is not inferior to any of our young geniuses in Beiyuan."
"This person is definitely not from our Beiyuan. With such strength, he must be very famous. I should know him. Right now, I don't know him. So I can only say that this person is not from Beiyuan. He is just from the Southern Wasteland and the Western Desert. Could it be that he is the one who can produce such a genius?" He is from the Tianlong Sect."
The conflict between Yang Ningfeng and Mo Bufan just now only attracted the attention of the small circle around him. The attention of those standing far away was still on Qinglong Mountain, but now he and Luo Mulin are directly in the air, so now everyone is paying attention.