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Ning Wufeng and Zhao Wuqing walked through the streets and alleyways. When the Ethereal Step was unleashed to its limit, it transformed into a set of afterimage.

"Master, we've finally gotten rid of those guys." Zhao Wuqing said with fear still lingering in his heart.

The city gates had been destroyed by this group of people. Seeing the green armored soldiers on the street rushing towards the city gates, the soldiers maintained their stability. Zhao Wuqing heaved a sigh of relief. If they were half a step too slow, then the two of them would have died here.

"Master, where are we going now?" Zhao Wuqing whispered.

"The Ning Family won't be able to go back." Ning Wufeng said in a deep voice. Even the guards recognized him from the battle at the city gate back then. The others must have all known about him, or they might all be blocking him at the Ning Family's gate.

"In my opinion, this group of people should be taught a lesson by you. Otherwise, you wouldn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. " Zhao Wuqing curled his lips and said.

Forget it, at least eighty percent of the people present wanted to make use of Ning Wufeng's reputation to enter the eyes of the Four Great Academies in one go.

"Come, let's go to Linjiang Pavilion. That place should be slightly safer." Ning Wufeng immediately said.

"Hehe, where are you going to see my Mistress? I heard that when Mistress was at Zhao Dou's side, she was the goddess in the hearts of countless cultivators. " Zhao Wuqing laughed.

Bang! Ning Wufeng suddenly knocked on his head.

"Don't spout nonsense."

The two of them turned around and saw that there was someone blocking the exit of the passageway.

"You are Ning Wufeng, one of the Four Absolutes?" The person who came was wearing a green robe and boots, with an extraordinary bearing and sword in hand, he looked at Ning Wufeng with burning hot eyes.

There were so many people chasing after Ning Wufeng at the city gate, who would have thought that he would run into them.

"Who are you?" Ning Wufeng said lightly.

"The person who will take your head! "Remember, I am Swift Sword Sun Yan." The corners of Sun Yan's mouth curled up. He felt that his days were coming to an end.

He had bitterly trained in sword techniques for dozens of years. As long as he defeated Ning Wufeng, he would be able to rise up to the top and be bestowed the four ultimate titles while sitting beside the two exceptional beauties of the Jiangning Prefecture. Then, as they chatted, they received olive branches from the four great academies and countless aristocratic families.

Thinking of this, Sun Yan couldn't help but laugh.

Bang! Zhao Wuqing slapped his face, leaving him stunned. He felt dizzy and stared blankly at Zhao Wuqing.

"You dare hit me!" Sun Yan roared out in anger, the sword aura produced a clanging sound as it pierced towards Zhao Wuqing.

Zhao Wuqing surged out and with a clang, he nailed Sun Yan's sword to the wall of the alley.

Sun Yan's pupils suddenly constricted. He was so frightened that his face turned purple and his legs went limp as he knelt onto the ground.

"You want to become famous by stepping on my master's head? Are you stupid?" Zhao Wuqing sneered, and kicked Sun Yan out of the alley.

That Sun Yan was still dreaming, and hadn't woken up yet.

"Master, let's go." Zhao Wuqing walked in front, and many people looked at him in fear and pushed him away.

But Ning Wufeng did not move, his gaze looking in front of him.

"You want to use my master's name to get the upper hand?" Zhao Wuqing frowned, there was someone else blocking his way.

The person was dressed in simple clothes and looked ordinary. This was the type that no one would recognize if they were in the crowd. He carried a sword in his arms, but the sword was dressed in an extremely exquisite attire, as if it were a peerless treasure.

"I came looking for him." The person looked at Ning Wufeng.

"Let's talk after you can beat me." Zhao Wuqing's mouth turned cold, and he rushed towards the person. The spiritual energy in his body surged as he punched out.

The power of the Acupoint Opening Stage caused many people who had ulterior motives to retreat. Huang Yi squeezed through the crowd, who would have thought that the person behind him would actually be the Fourth Jue of the Jiangning Prefecture, Ning Wufeng!

Because he came.

A playful smile appeared on Huang Yi's face.

Zhao Wuqing punched out, his aura bursting out, not leaving the slightest bit of leeway. From his point of view, if these people didn't teach them a lesson, they wouldn't know how big the world is.

With a swoosh, a fist flew past the man's clothes, the wind from the fist blowing on his bangs.

"Huh?" Zhao Wuqing was surprised for a moment before he stabbed the white silver spear into the ground with his fists. The silver spear rushed towards the man.

The fist shadows continued to clash against each other. That person's speed was extremely fast, and accurately dodged every one of Zhao Wuqing's punches.

"Look at the spear!"

Zhao Wuqing was known as the White Horse silver spear. In vain, he pulled out the white silver spear from the ground.

As the spear light flashed, it drew countless spear lights that shot towards the approaching person.

The eyes of the man lit up, obviously surprised by Zhao Wuqing's strength. He moved. Zhao Wuqing's Spear Light followed closely behind him, like a poisonous snake that could not be swept away.

Zhao Wuqing's pupils shrank. In this series of attacks, he did not even manage to touch the corner of this person's clothes. He knew he had a tricky idea.

"Floating Dragon Spear Art!"

The white silver spear suddenly released a dazzling light, and a faint dragon's roar came from within the lance light. The sharp spear light was just like a swimming dragon.

The sharp true intent instantly erupted.

What a powerful spear technique.

The onlookers revealed a shocked expression, while Sun Yan who had recovered from his shock had his face turn purple, he did not expect Zhao Wuqing's strength to be so strong.

His face flushed with embarrassment, and he slunk away from the crowd.

"Good spear art." The person said indifferently, his hand holding his sword not letting go. The sword hilt moved as fast as lightning, striking towards Zhao Wuqing's spear light.

The approaching person's body shook for a moment, the clothes on his body had three or four small holes on his body that were punctured by Zhao Wuqing's spear.

"Hmph, draw your sword." Zhao Wuqing said coldly, the approaching person did not even unsheathe his sword, but only used the hilt of his sword to fight him, causing him to feel humiliated.

"Against you, there is no need to draw your sword!" The scabbard in his hand struck. His sword techniques were extremely stable and his speed was incomparably fast.

Zhao Wuqing only felt the tip of his spear tremble violently, as a huge force came his way. His hands went numb, and he almost lost control of the sword.

"What a fast sword speed."

Everyone could clearly see a dazzling sword image slashing towards Zhao Wuqing's sword. However, Ning Wufeng's consciousness had detected that previous move, and the person's sword images slashed out a hundred and five times.

Furthermore, this person had not drawn his sword, otherwise, his speed would have been much faster.

At this point in time, Ning Wufeng had already matched this person's information with the one from before.

Other than him, the Jiangning Prefecture did not have any other swords this fast.

All of the spirit force in Zhao Wuqing's body surged out, one of his spiritual cavities was activated, the spirit force poured out and the white silver spear was covered with a layer of white light.

Roar ?

Spear light surged out, the white silver spear was like a dragon directly attacking the Yellow Dragon. Zhao Wuqing's entire body started to spin, bringing up a gust of wind, which shot towards the incoming person like a sharp sword.

The person's pupils constricted and a trace of cold air appeared on his face. Suddenly, a white light flashed. Zhao Wuqing's spinning spear suddenly shot out a blood light.

The spear strength was dissolved by his sword!

"What a fast sword!"

Many people could not even see the person's sword light clearly, and Zhao Wuqing also did not feel any pain.

"Master, I can still fight!" Zhao Wuqing suddenly saw Ning Wufeng appear in front of him.

"Bandage the wound and leave him to me." Ning Wufeng said softly.

"Huh?" Zhao Wuqing was stunned. Injured? How could that be? He didn't feel hurt at all?

Ning Wufeng looked at his arm, and suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain. Zhao Wuqing looked down to see that the sleeves on his arms had been torn apart.

When the pieces on his sleeve fell, a blood-red "Ling" word appeared on his arm. The blood dripped down.

"Aooo!" Only then did Zhao Wuqing let out a scream as if he was slaughtering pigs. He immediately took out pill s from his bosom and applied them on himself.

Ning Wufeng looked at the newcomer. Why couldn't he connect this kind of ordinary person with the young master of the Ling Family, one of the four great families.

"Sir Ling Tian, long time?" Ning Wufeng said softly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Take out your gun." Ling Tian said coldly, his tone did not contain any nonsense.

Ning Wufeng made a grasping motion in the air, and the World Extinguishing Spear appeared.

If he did not break through Nine Spiritual Pulse and comprehend the sharp third stage of the Enormous Strength True Mind, it would not be so easy for him to face Ling Tian today.

Ling Tian's strength was definitely not weaker than Situ Ran's. In other words, he was even harder to deal with than Situ Ran. Because of his obsession with swords.

Suddenly, a ray of sword light flashed past, and Ling Tian made his move.

His figure turned into a afterimage. Once the sword was out, no one would link the four words' ordinary 'with' ordinary '.

At this moment, he was a sword, as magnificent and noble as his sword! It radiated a dazzling light, causing everyone to not dare to look at him directly.

The sharp sword intent was emitted by him as he waved his hand. Ning Wufeng knew that only those who were extremely obsessed with swords could train their sword intent to the core.

It was fine if he didn't move, but if he did move, the world would be shocked!

Ling Tian's sword light moved, and instantly shot out a Sword Qi that crushed towards Ning Wufeng, Ning Wufeng saw a myriad of sword lights, but after one of the myriad of sword lights shined, only one sword light remained.

With a bang, the sword aura exploded into thousands of rays.

One sword transformed into millions, ten thousand swords transformed into one. The sword aura suddenly transformed countless times in Ling Tian's hands.

Sword Intent of Speed.

The sword intent that Ling Tian was obsessed with!

Ning Wufeng's pupils contracted, his mind suddenly released out.

The ten thousand swords turned into one, the ten thousand swords transformed into thousands.

Suddenly, Ning Wufeng also moved, the World Extinguishing Spear erupted with a ray of dazzling light, he completely focused on his spear, the spirit energy surged out and the spear light became covered with a pitch black light.

A spear light flowed out.1

Third level of the True Meaning!

With a cough, their figures crossed each other.

Ling Tian's sword had already returned into the sword sheath. Ning Wufeng also put away his spear. Their backs were facing each other and their robes were fluttering.

"You are very strong." Ling Tian said indifferently, "I will find you to fight in secret realm."

Ling Tian once again turned into the plain and ordinary youth, holding onto a gorgeous treasure sword, he slowly disappeared into the crowd.

"Master, are you alright?" Zhao Wuqing gritted his teeth in pain and walked over to ask.

Ning Wufeng gently opened his palm, revealing a line of blood.

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