Clang!

A series of dazzling sparks after the collision of swords burst along the void, all the way to the void.

Ning Chen's five fingers forcibly lifted upward, and the thirty war knives that were lined up one after another were swept backwards by this recoil force, and dozens of hot-blooded sons and daughters from the Ning family lost their center of gravity and staggered back.

Sonorous.

Except for three or two people who fell to the scene, the rest of them immediately knelt on one knee, and the war knife was inserted into the stone crack in the street in front of them, grasping the ground with one hand, and supporting the crumbling body with the other hand against the war knife.

This is the private team trained by the Ning family, and its combat effectiveness is quite shocking.

Even in the thrilling moment of losing the center of gravity, he can still rely on his extraordinary physical fitness to keep the formation unchaotic.

"Third echelon, up."

With just one breath, the third echelon took the shoulders of the brothers kneeling on the ground in front as a springboard, and jumped into the air, forty people, forty knives, like meteors cutting through the sky, all slashing towards Ning Chen.

"Snort."

This time, the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow suddenly roared in the sky, contending like a tide, and there was an endless stream.

The kind of instantaneous sword roar that followed was deafening and thunderous.

The next moment, the scabbard pulled out an inch by itself, and the snow and light were like a touch of star light in the dark night, blooming on the scene, and at the same time, the meaning of the cold gradually diffused.

"No."

Ning Chen stopped drinking, the thumb of his right hand suddenly pressed down, and he forcibly buckled this inch of Qingfeng back into the scabbard.

Click.

The battle knives of the third echelon fell sideways, and at this time, it was too late for Ning Chen to swing his sword to block, so his head moved slightly, and with the help of listening to the sound of the position, he moved sideways.

"Snort."

One of the knives fell, cutting off a corner of Ning Chen's clothes.

After Ning Chen moved away from the danger area, he mobilized the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow with his right hand, handed it forward, and the head of the sword quickly smashed through the blockade of part of the war knife, and finally stood in the center of the main road with a steady pace again.

One man, one sword.

Don't retreat!

And the strip of black cloth is still tightly blindfolded, and the end position is dancing in the wind.

Ning Chen here and now is really a peerless style, and it is difficult to find in the world.

In fact, the vast majority of people in Lanling City were fortunate enough to see Ning Chen's true face for the first time, and they thought that this battle would be bloody, but in the current situation of the confrontation, there were still no casualties.

Why is this happening?

Everyone on the scene knew it.

Zhang Xianchong and Li Ziqing know the roots.

However, it cannot be released.

When Zhang Xianchong gritted his teeth and issued the order, he felt that blood was oozing from his lips, and a blade, like a big avalanche, advanced to Ning Chen again.

The big cool dragon finch swears not to sheath.

"Click."

One spark after another, one blade after another, one after another, the two hundred hot-blooded sons of the Ning family could only try to force Ning Chen out of Lanling City inch by inch by way of crowding.

Ning Chen's feet were like the wind, tossing and turning, not retreating half a step.

The whole scene was silent.

Countless pairs of eyes stared closely at the young figure, with mixed emotions.

If he hadn't closed his eyes, if the dragon sparrow sword had been unsheathed, if he really had murderous intent, this group of two hundred people would have fallen apart and died in battle.

After a long time, there was a sudden accident at the scene.

A blade that was originally slashed at Ning Chen's left hand side, because the speed was a few seconds slower, Ning Chen, who jumped in the air, stepped on the back of the knife, stepped on it in one step, and the entire war knife came out of his hand.

With a clang, it fell to the ground.

Ning Chen shook his head and suddenly spoke, "Wu Xin, your knife is still too slow. ”

After taking off the knife, the lean man's body stiffened in place, and his psychology collapsed on the spot because of such an understatement.

"Young marshal, I won't fight, I won't fight, in this life and this life, I will draw a sword against the most respected person, Wu Xin can't do it, and I don't want to do it."

Rumble!

The young man, who was named by Ning Chen, fell to his knees with a bang, his head drooping weakly.

"Bell, bell."

Almost at the same time, the second, third, and fourth swords fell off one after another, and then one after another towering figures, kneeling on the ground one by one, took the initiative to give up the attack.

"From the day I Li Nian entered the gate of Ning's house, the young marshal is a well-deserved hero in my mind, and I can't do it to you!"

"Today is the price of a family law disposal, and I, Zhao Xu, don't want to draw a knife against the young marshal."

“……”

"Liu Xuan, give up interception and ask the young marshal to enter the city."

In an instant, a whole street, only a deafening and full of breath words, shook the top of the sky of Lanling.

"Please enter the city!"

"Please enter the city!"

Zhang Xianchong and Li Ziqing looked stiff, and their eyes were full of tears.

Today, the Ninghe map, which has been separated from the Ning family for more than three years, still has an influence and popular hearts that others cannot reach.

And those local residents who were standing on both sides, originally in the mood to watch the excitement, were suddenly moved after seeing this scene, and then gradually felt that their eyes were a little astringent and sour.

"Please enter the city!" Zhang Xianchong had no intention of making it difficult, so he bowed his head and surrendered.

Li Ziqing was overjoyed in his heart, and followed closely, "Please enter the city with the young marshal!" ”

When these two commanders-in-chief gave up taking the initiative to intercept, the entire team was completely discouraged, and they could no longer form an effective resistance to intercept Ning Chen's entry into the city.

This street, located at the edge of the city gate, can be driven all the way to the summer resort that the Ning family built here at the expense of a few years ago.

Slightly.

A branch and leaf slowly flew in the sky.

Ning Chen's five fingers probed, the withered yellow branches and leaves fell quietly in the palm of his hand, blowing gently, melodious again, rotating between heaven and earth, drifting, where the wind went, where it flew, gathering and scattering.

And he Ninghetu, in fact, is the same, a long time ago, he was homeless.

……

Lanling Summer Resort was built by the Ning family in the early years, and the purpose was naturally for the old man to escape the summer, after all, when he was old, he needed to move around, and he was always nested in the north, which was not beneficial to his body.

Originally, this trip to the south to escape the summer, the entire Ning family team came happily.

However, because of Ning Chen's sudden appearance in the middle of the way, the entire mountain villa fell into silence, and hundreds of Ning family members were waiting in the villa restlessly, without saying a word.

After a long time, an old servant who quickly rushed back to the villa from outside ran into the door in a panic, and before he could stand firmly, his mouth was trembling, "All kneel, they all kneel." ”

"More than 200 private troops, including Zhang Xianchong and Li Ziqing, did not lack a single one, all of them gave up resistance, and let Ning Hetu hike into the city and go to the summer resort here."

The arrival of this message.

The atmosphere of the entire mountain villa was dull again, and countless people were dumbfounded After listening to this news, they felt that their entire palms were in a cold sweat.

Ning Hetu is still here after all.

At this moment, it is only 500 meters away from the summer resort.