One is an old host with eyes like a torch and a thin body.

At the age of seventy or eighty, his appearance is not good, but because he has lived in the pure land of Buddhism all the year round, the whole person has a detached temperament.

Presiding over the Garan Temple, a monk who views the sea.

The other one was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and his deliberately long white beard was flying, looking quite the charm of a fairy wind and bones.

The head of Tianya Pavilion.

Changshan Taoist people.

The age is similar to that of the monk Guanhai, except that the temperament is clearly distinguished from the latter, there is nothing outstanding in other aspects.

Although it is said to be the gate of the shogun's mound.

But compared with the masters of the rivers and lakes who are firmly at the top, it is still a little worse.

"Go in and talk."

Ning Chen proposed.

Then step out and walk directly into the Cape Tower.

At this time, Haijiao Tower, Jialan Temple, and Tianya Pavilion all gathered hundreds of disciples and waited for the scene.

Seeing this young side-by-side king appear, everyone looked at it in unison, but because of the mismatch in identity, they didn't dare to look more, so as not to commit a taboo.

Song Qinglong, who relied on his identity, completely became an outsider.

Chen Mu didn't have the heart to deal with him anymore.

This made Song Qinglong's expression extremely embarrassed, and it was a big shame.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, but the one who appeared just now was the Northern Tianjiao, a famous young marshal, and a leader of the royal family, where would he dare to seize the limelight with someone of this status?

Rubbing his face, Song Qinglong smiled.

I wanted to talk to Zhao Ling'er about something.

found that this good-looking woman had been staring at Ning Chen, even if she could only see a back at the moment, she was still satisfied, and even extremely happy.

Song Qinglong was quite depressed.

Rouge Six Uniques.

Murong Qingyi and Li Banruo are both concerned about Ninghetu.

Now this Zhao Ling'er, is it impossible to fall into the obsession with the man surnamed Ning without hesitation?

People are more angry than people!

"Now that this general's mound, irrelevant people and others have all been evacuated, you sects should also be evacuated."

After Ning Chen entered the house, he went straight to the point.

Immortals fight.

Onlookers are prohibited.

What's more, these second-class sects, although they are not big or small, they all stay nearby, and it is good that nothing happens, but if they add to the chaos, it will ruin the overall situation.

Therefore, Ning Chen unceremoniously issued an order to evict customers.

Within a radius of ten miles, it must be done, there is no one.

After listening to Ning Chen's words, the monk Guanhai was puzzled, "But, we are fortunate to have worked hard to accumulate the family business in the general's grave......"

"After the fight, you will pay according to the price."

Ning Chen said heartily, "It's just borrowing a venue to fight, and when the time comes, the loss will all be counted on the head of this king." ”

"Now, life matters."

Ning Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu, who was nervous, said tremblingly, "Young Marshal, I, Haijiao Tower, am willing to pay everything and cooperate with you." ”

Ning Chen smiled and picked up a cup of tea without making a sound.

Wang Xianbing stood behind him, not moving.

Li Xiangrong and Zhao Linger were together.

"Young marshal, I, I know it's wrong."

Chen Mu finally couldn't bear Ning Chen's sharp and terrifying gaze, and knelt on the ground with a pop, and everyone was stunned at this moment.

Ning Chen snapped his fingers.

A cease-and-kill order stabbed obliquely into the lintel in front of it.

The trills are endless.

It's like a clanging.

"Jiang, the order to stop killing in the rivers and lakes?"

The monk Guanhai and the Changshan Daoist, after subconsciously taking a look, suddenly widened their eyes.

They have heard of this order to stop killing.

Rumors, orders to fate.

Whoever takes who dies.

This......

"The promise that Ning Zhixiao made to you back then should be a promise to turn a blind eye and let you develop Haijiao Tower? Can you even help secretly? Ning Chen asked with a smile.

Chen Mu knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth and did not speak.

Haijiao Tower, which was in the limelight a year ago, suddenly closed its momentum, thus missing the opportunity to become a first-class sect.

Now it seems that there is something else hidden in it.

"Young marshal."

Chen Mu originally wanted to make up for it, but now it seems that everything is in vain.

"If I don't kill you, it's unfair to the Wuhou Mu family, Luoxue Villa, and Shenwumen." Ning Chen twisted his arm and looked at the young Li Xiangrong, "Children, don't look at some bloody pictures, let's go out." ”

Wave your hand.

The monk who watched the sea and the people of Changshan Dao left on the spot.

Zhao Ling'er took Li Xiangrong and immediately followed.

Wang Xianbing also left.

Chen Mu looked at the people who had nothing to do with him and had fled, his tiger eyes were full of despair and panic, at this moment, how could he have the demeanor of everyone in the sect.

Fawning.

Like a lost dog.

In fact, without Ning Zhixiao's care, it is indeed a lost dog.

"It's just a matter of winning the king and defeating the king."

Ning Chen stood up and slowly walked towards Chen Mu, who was kneeling on the ground.

……

A sudden gale caused a chill in the north that was already summer.

A big event about the shogun's mound.

It has attracted more attention than the confrontation of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses on the banks of the Red River.

Top sects such as Qiushui Sword Valley, Guanshan Academy, and Penglai Mountain continue to appear ten miles away from the general's mound.

The rivers and lakes in the world, the battle of saints that have not been encountered in a hundred years.

Who doesn't care about such a big event?

Walking out of the Cape Tower and standing in the empty courtyard, Ning Chen and Wang Xianbing stood side by side.

Wang Xianbing, who was expressionless, only trembled when Ning Chen approached, and there was no movement otherwise.

But the next moment, this middle-aged man with rough facial features actually raised his eyebrows and his hair was flying.

"Here we are."

Rumble!

A white rainbow, like a shocking sword in mid-air, quickly appeared on a hill near the general's mound after penetrating thousands of meters of rifts back and forth.

After that, sit down cross-legged with your eyes slightly closed.

Great Sage Lee beware.

At the same time, a majestic figure wearing old armor and always holding the hilt of the knife on his waist with his right hand turned his back to Li Dangxin, who was sitting across the mountain, and looked up at the sky.

"Everyone says that the rivers and lakes are good, but they don't know that these rivers and lakes will kill people."

Qin Moxie changed his hands and embraced them, still maintaining a posture of turning his back to Li and looking up at the sky.

Ning Chen looked at the armored man who could only see a little light at this time because the distance was too far, and he was silent, and then his eyelids blinked, and Wang Xianbing, who had been standing beside him, suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a certain trail was as fast as thunder and lightning, and it quickly climbed the mountain.

After a few footsteps, the person had reached the halfway point of the mountain.

"Lao Ning, you must win."

Ning Chen was just about to hike the mountain, and Li Xiangrong, who was not far away, puffed up his pink fist and cheered towards Ning Chen.

Slight chuckle.

The simplely dressed Ning Hetu, the coat around his body exploded in the air, and the wisps fell down.

A python robe.

Stir in the wind.

The platinum python with four claws is like a living creature.

"The rivers and lakes are dead, today's battle, life and death depend on the sky. Qin Moxie, don't blame the three of us for beating you one. ”

Ning Chen laughed loudly, and when he said this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, "Who made you too strong." ”

Qin Moxie finally turned around.

The eyes under the helmet shone with two beams of light, and then he looked up and smiled, and said disdainfully, "Just let the horse come!" ”

(End of chapter)