After drinking a cup of tea, the middle-aged man stopped talking, but Ning Chuan said sullenly: "Tea is not drunk like this!"

“……”

The middle-aged man was speechless for a while, he came to take Ning Chuan's life, but Ning Chuan was discussing tea with him.

If he hadn't been secretly observing Ning Chuan for the past few days, then he really thought that Ning Chuan had gone mad and had become a problem with his brain.

Ignoring the middle-aged man's expression, Ning Chuan continued: "I don't even know how to taste tea, and I must not be careful enough to do things, no wonder you will be discovered by me!"

The middle-aged man who finally heard Ning Chuan's voice turned cold in an instant.

Their hiding ability, although it is not a first-class, but he himself is at least quite satisfied, but here in Ning Chuan, it seems to have no value.

"Don't be so nervous, in fact, I found them too, I'm not targeting you, I mean everyone here is just rubbish!"

With a smile on his face, Ning Chuan glanced at the so many cultivators surrounding him, to put it mildly, but with every expression, the anger rose in the hearts of those around him.

This is an insult to them!

"In my opinion, you should be from the Xia family, right?"

Ignoring the anger of those people, their anger didn't have any meaning, Ning Chuan put his gaze back on the middle-aged man opposite, and said slowly.

If he was only surprised when Ning Chuan found out about them before, then this time Ning Chuan directly exposed his identity and completely shocked them.

After a long time, the middle-aged man reacted, his face was already covered with sweat, he wiped his sweat, and his voice trembled a little: "How do you know our identity!"

Ji Changming was beaten by Ning Chuan and fled, this matter is already known to everyone, and Ning Chuan's request, their Xia family is naturally very clear.

Before coming to Jiufeng City, the head of the family clearly told them that the identity of the Xia family could not be exposed, because they were not sure that they would kill Ning Chuan this time, if Ning Chuan was allowed to survive, then it would be an absolute catastrophe for the Xia family in the future.

"You're not too young, why are you still so stupid?"

Shaking his head, Ning Chuan said disdainfully.

In fact, he was just intimidating this guy just now, and he didn't expect him to be so cowardly and reveal his identity all of a sudden.

"The people of the Ji family, come out too, the people from the ghost market, the people from the Shura Hall, and some miscellaneous people, all come out!"

A trace of fierceness flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but Ning Chuan's next words made him stunned.

Not long after, ten people appeared from the void, and among these people, none of them were weak, and even those with the lowest cultivation had entered the realm of small perfection in the void.

"The strong people from all sides are dispatched, it seems that today, they really want to let me die in Jiufeng City!"

Looking at the dazzling gazes in the eyes of the cultivators in front of him, Ning Chuan shook his head helplessly and said softly.

He had thought that many people would come to kill him on this day, but the scene in front of him was still much more grim than he imagined.

Not to mention the other miscellaneous fish, just the ten cultivators who have entered the Void Realm and above are all the strongest of the strong family forces, and their strength is absolutely strong, Ning Chuan needs to remind the twelve points of spirit before it is possible to escape from their hands.

"It's good if you know, smart one, just obediently serve the head, and waste less effort on us?"

A cultivator who looked very familiar, but Ning Chuan couldn't remember it, looked arrogant, as if Ning Chuan was already certain to die in this battle.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite Ning Chuan also slowly stood up, standing on the same line as these people, and said with a cruel smile: "Yes, today we are here to destroy you, a cursed person, on behalf of justice!"

"Justice?

Ning Chuan snorted coldly, his brows twisted, and the curse mark in his eyebrows was also twisted, and was swept away by Ning Chuan's eyes, and the middle-aged man immediately closed his mouth, not daring to say anything.

His strength is actually very strong, but his aura is not as exaggerated as Ning Chuan.

It's good that Ning Chuan didn't release his breath, but if he released his breath, this middle-aged man would have no ability to resist in front of Ning Chuan.

This kind of person is only suitable for pinching soft persimmons, but unfortunately Ning Chuan is not a soft persimmon, he is a piece of extraterrestrial iron, whoever kicks it, his feet will hurt for a while.

"Even I am a cursed person who is not willing to let go, you tell me that you represent justice!"

With a flick of the robe, Ning Chuan slapped it down, and the table in front of him completely collapsed with a "bang".

He stood up and looked coldly at the cultivators who surrounded him, and a deep aura like an ocean of sea slowly emanated, enveloping them, causing some cultivators with weak endurance to take four or five steps back one after another.

"Wow......"

Those standing in front were all some strong men, but in the rear, it was not necessarily, some of them had no way to withstand Ning Chuan's coercion, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, they fainted directly!

Momentum alone can do this, and ordinary cultivators have absolutely no way to do it.

"What's the matter? Ghost City, Xia Family, Ji Family, have you prepared such a waste to deal with me?"

glanced at the people behind him with disdain, and the next moment, Ning Chuan had disappeared.

"Oh no, he ran away!"

Someone was exclaiming loudly, and soon a voice responded to them, a dull sound sounded behind them, and when they turned to look, Ning Chuan turned into an afterimage like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and kept shooting towards the cultivators behind him.

With one punch, those cultivators just took Ning Chuan's punch and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

In fact, Ning Chuan's punch not only shattered their lungs, but also destroyed their dantian, and when they woke up, they would find that their lifelong cultivation had been empty.

After four or five breaths, Ning Chuan had already done all this, he stopped, returned to the place just now, looked at these people in front of him with a smile, and didn't say anything.

He didn't take it lightly, he knew that the people he beat just now were just some waste, and his real opponents were the ones in front of him.

"It's just an appetizer, you haven't seen our strength yet!"

An old man with a cane in his hand and walking on a limp walked out slowly, he had a bald head, a long beard, and a white robe.

"The old man Weng He is from the ghost market, and this time he came to ...... of our family."

That Weng He seemed to be very particular about etiquette, and as soon as he came up, he arched his hand and explained unhurriedly.

It's a pity that Ning Chuan really doesn't have so much time to waste, especially after hearing Weng He say that he is from the ghost city, Ning Chuan has no heart to listen.

The withered branches and leaves took away the black iron he had worked so hard to get, and he used such a strong means to send him to the Immortal God Battlefield at the beginning, no matter whether they lived or died, Ning Chuan would never forgive him.

And Ning Chuan can say without exaggeration that if he has the strength to compete with the withered branches and leaves, Ning Chuan will definitely make him pay enough price.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it! If you have the strength, why don't you stay here with my life today?"

Ning Chuan had a resolute look on his face, and the golden light gradually emanated from him, enveloping him in it, making him shine and shine like a Buddha statue.

was interrupted by Ning Chuan to speak, Weng He was naturally unhappy in his heart, he looked at Ning Chuan deeply, didn't say anything, pointed his crutches at a distance, and put on a fighting posture.

An old guy like him has long known that the strength of Chengkou's tongue is useless, so he doesn't bother to talk nonsense with Ning Chuan - as long as Ning Chuan is trampled under his feet, any language will look pale at that time.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the momentum of the two came into contact, the ground trembled, just the collision of momentum, there was such a might, some people could predict how fierce this war was.

"Elder Weng, why don't you and I join forces and cut this ominous person under the knife together, how about it?"

The two confronted each other in mid-air, but at this time, a very inappropriate voice sounded, and the person who spoke was none other than the middle-aged man who was drinking tea with Ning Chuan just now.

When Ning Chuan and Weng He heard this, they didn't have any reaction, and they still stared at each other with blazing eyes. When the other cultivators heard this, they glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain and shook their heads slightly.

Now that he is a master, he wants to besiege a weak cultivator, which will naturally be shamed by others.

This is not only a respect for Ning Chuan and Weng He, but also a recognition of their own identity, even if they don't know this, it is really difficult to understand, how could such a person come here on behalf of the Xia family.

"Come on, the old man will let you make three moves!"

After facing each other for half an hour, Ning Chuan and Weng He did not find each other's flaws, and in desperation, Weng He could only speak in a deep voice.

Ning Chuan's realm was a few points weaker than his realm, but in the process of confrontation between the two, Weng He had no way to find Ning Chuan's flaws, and he had already lost a lot here.

So he had to let Ning Chuan make three moves to get back a little bit of the field.

"Then I'll thank you Weng Lao!"

With a smile on his face, Ning Chuan took these three moves without hesitation, and slowly moved a few steps to the side, looking for Weng He's flaws.

As the saying goes, it's cheap, it's definitely a fool, Ning Chuan is not stupid, he is also very smart, the other party wants to save face, but unfortunately, Ning Chuan wants his life!

"Whoosh!"

With his feet on Luo Yanbu, Ning Chuan's speed suddenly became faster, and he was slowly spinning around Weng He, and he didn't know what his plans were.

At the beginning, they could still see Ning Chuan's figure clearly, but the farther they went, the more Ning Chuan's afterimage became, and they couldn't determine Ning Chuan's traces.