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What?

Ning Wufeng didn't react for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that they were actually here to throw an olive branch at him.

He was suddenly overjoyed and touched his chin. city lord's mansion seemed to be a pretty good choice.

"As expected of the city lord's mansion, the moment he made his move, we were all left in awe." Feng Feizhang chuckled. Without waiting for Ning Wufeng to speak, he spoke first.

Master Wen smiled. Feng Feizhang himself carried this aura, and no one could ignore him, as he was the focus of attention everywhere.

Since he was here to fight for the Heaven's Pride, Feng Feizhang naturally wasn't willing to fall behind.

"I don't have anything good. I only have the remnant scroll of an ancient spirit slave that I once obtained. There are three kinds of magic that are extremely powerful in there." As he spoke, he slowly spread his hands.

An ancient fragment floated in his hand, emitting a faint purple light. The ancient scroll was already in a dilapidated state, but the aura emitted from it had already fused with the great forces of heaven and earth. From this, it could be seen that the cultivation of the person who wrote the scroll had long since reached the sky.

In this way, this remnant scroll could absolutely be called priceless!

Ning Wufeng's pupils contracted and he could not help but lick his lips. His master Nie Feijian had mentioned that the refining requirements of the ancient spirits were extremely harsh, but the power of each spirit stone was extremely terrifying.

"What a treasure." He let out a light breath and said: "Senior is being too courteous, this kind of precious gift, Ning Wufeng cannot afford it."

However, with a light snort, Feng Feizhang forced the ancient scroll into his hands with a huge force.

"Call me elder. This is what you deserve." He said it lightly, with an air of impenetrable domination.

As expected of the previous number one person in Sword Spirit City, he was so overbearing even when giving gifts.

A fragment of an ancient scroll.

Ning Wufeng was ecstatic, he kept it calmly and cupped his fists: "Thank you, senior."

He thought to himself: Feng Ruxiao, you sure are lucky, I won't lower myself to the same level as you regarding the things that happened just now.

However, what Ning Wufeng did not know was that he did not want to lower himself to the same level as Feng Ruxiao, but Feng Ruxiao had secretly set up a trap for him.

The Black Tiger Sword Pavilion disciples who were watching from the sidelines revealed envious expressions. They never thought that these people would use such a large force to recruit Ning Wufeng, causing them to be unable to stop drooling for a thousand meters.

"Look at us too. Maybe we are even more talented than that kid." Countless disciples of the Black Tiger Sword Pavilion were shouting in their hearts.

Seeing that, Heihu Xiaobei looked a little embarrassed, he gently coughed, and looked around. Quite a few disciples took a few steps back after witnessing his might.

If this continued, Ning Wufeng would not be pulled away, and the disciples of their Black Tiger Sword Pavilion would be recruited by this group of people.

"Ning Wufeng, since the city lord's mansion and the Sword Inquisition Villa are so cordial and inviting, who do you want to join? Give me a good word. " Heihu Xiaobei said in a serious tone.

In his heart, he was still quite dissatisfied with Ning Wufeng, if it wasn't because of Hei Hukui. He would definitely teach Ning Wufeng a ruthless lesson.

Master Wen and Feng Feizhang's eyes shone with a threatening light as they looked at Ning Wufeng.

At this time, Linjiang Pavilion by the side, Xiao Yuanhai lightly coughed, and said: "For the two of you to be so generous, it seems that my Linjiang Pavilion is being petty."

He shook his head and thought for a moment. Then, a decree appeared from his sleeve. Once the decree was issued, a faint light was emitted, and the spiritual force in the space began to roil.

"Power of Laws!" Ning Wufeng's pupils contracted. He heard the breathing of the onlookers grow ragged.

"I didn't expect it to be a decree!" The Black Tiger Sword Pavilion disciple's eyes widened as he exclaimed.

Laws contained a complete power of Laws, and its might was extremely formidable. Usually, Essential Pill Stage Cultivator would refine something to protect his life for the younger generation.

A single decree would usually take half a year to one year of Essential Pill Stage Cultivator's time. The refining requirements were extremely harsh, and the success rate was less than one in a hundred.

Ning Wufeng's face suddenly changed, with the order in hand, it could definitely be called having an extra life. Under the Essential Pill Stage, it would be even more difficult. Even if the Essential Pill Stage Cultivator were to make a move, it would also be able to buy him some time.

Don't underestimate the opportunity. In battles between experts, it was often possible to reverse the situation. Previously, when he was dealing with Elder Xue Yan, if Ning Wufeng had a decree, he definitely wouldn't have spent so much effort in the battle.

A hint of greed appeared in Heihu Xiaobei's eyes. With the decree in his hand, he had to think it over carefully if he wanted to make a move against Ning Wufeng. Even Black Tiger Sword Pavilion could not find two of such good stuff.

"As expected of a member of the Xiao Clan. They are indeed rich." Master Wen said with a chuckle.

Feng Feizhang's expression was strange. No matter what, he was unable to refine this decree at all. To cultivators under the Essential Pill Stage, it truly had an extraordinary significance.

"It's nothing." Xiao Yuanhai laughed lightly and said: "Wufeng and my Xiao Clan have some connections. Giving something like this to Wufeng can be considered giving it to one of our own."

He also felt some pain in his heart. Even his grandson, Xiao Baichou, did not give such a treasure to him. However, Master Wen and Feng Feizhang's things caused him to be too embarrassed to take out his things, so he could only take out this decree.

Ning Wufeng was not polite. He could see the pain on Xiao Yuanhai's face as he hurriedly received the decree. The vast power of the Ancient Code surged within it. With this in his hand, he was holding a nuclear warhead.

"Thank you, uncle." His face remained impassive as he calmly accepted the decree, smiling as he spoke.

"Yan Ling, give the seniors some more tea."

Yan Ling immediately followed along.

"Cough cough, Ning Wufeng is a nameless junior, so it is not worth for senior to gather so many people here. This makes me feel ashamed, and I hope that seniors can enjoy this cup of tea." Ning Wufeng said politely.

However, he did not mention which strength he would be able to join. To him, these three powers were existences that could not be underestimated. No matter which side he joined, he would definitely offend the other two.

This was definitely not a good thing for him.

"Ning Wufeng, just which power do you want to join?" Heihu Xiaobei asked for the second time.

This guy really didn't care at all.

Ning Wufeng's face changed, it seemed like he was really going to shamelessly stay in Black Tiger Sword Pavilion, now that the Sword Pavilion Master wanted to kick him out.

"Ning Wufeng is not in the Sword Spirit City. He hopes to head there, maybe..."

Before he could finish his words, a sneer could be heard.

"What big words you have there, how can an ant like you step foot into Xiandu?" His voice was filled with haughtiness, causing others to frown upon hearing it.

In mid-air, space was torn apart as several silhouettes appeared.

It's another Essential Pill Stage Ranker!

Ning Wufeng's expression changed slightly, the leader's goatee, his eyes were filled with a cold and stern look. It was as if they were looking at a bottomless abyss, as if they were about to fall into it.

So powerful!

Ning Wufeng suddenly sealed his Primordial Spirit tightly and retracted his consciousness.

"Humph!" You overestimate yourself! " The person behind the old goat like man spoke with a sneer.

Behind him were dozens of young men and women. The one who spoke was a charming young man, exuding a demonic aura. His eyes were filled with an unruly expression, as though he didn't place anyone in his eyes.

"Yue Ling City's Soldier King Pavilion!" Xiao Yuanhai's expression slightly changed.

Yue Ling City and the Sword Spirit City were connected, but Yue Ling City was closer to the edge of the Endless Mountain, and the people's winds became fiercer. Soldier King Pavilion was originally considered to be the power of the Great Qin, but after that, because of certain reasons, he decided to go his own way.

Soldier King Pavilion?2

Ning Wufeng immediately thought of Qiu Jian.

That short figure, with bones like a zither, the arrogance of only three swords left a deep impression on him. God Ranking s were extraordinary.

However, the arrival of the Soldier King Pavilion people today was extremely aggressive, and nothing good would happen.

Ning Wufeng frowned, these people were so arrogant, it made him feel extremely unhappy.

"I heard that a Heaven's Pride has appeared in Sword Spirit City. We came here to take a look." The Goatee Elder snorted lightly as he sized up Ning Wufeng without restraint.

"Chou Chen, I see that you have no good intentions today, the good ones will not come." Feng Feizhang snorted coldly. As the strongest power in the Sword Spirit City, he naturally had many contradictions with the strongest power in Yue Ling City.

"Feng Feizhang, let's not talk about our grudges today, it's just the youngsters casually playing around." The official said lightly.

"Since you all want to play, why not go to my Sword Villa and sit there." Feng Feizhang said coldly.

Apparently, his enemy had come prepared. He sneered and did not say much.

A disciple walked up from behind him and said loudly, "I have long heard that the Sword Spirit City's heaven's pride level expert is an expert in sword arts. I wonder if there is anyone who can guide him."

Other than Feng Feizhang and the others, only Ning Wufeng and the disciples of the Black Tiger Sword Pavilion were present.

It was obvious how difficult it was for Black Tiger Sword Pavilion, a second-rate power on the surface, to deal with the disciples of Soldier King Pavilion from a first-rate power.

However, the disciples of the Black Tiger Sword Pavilion were originally extremely fierce. Someone immediately roared and rushed into the sky, shouting out: "You dare come to my Black Tiger Sword Pavilion to behave so atrociously, I want to see how many heads you have."

When the group of Black Tiger Sword Pavilion disciples saw the three great forces trying to recruit Ning Wufeng with so much money, they were all moved. Now that they had found the chance to make their move, they naturally seized the opportunity.

The man's body surged with violent sword aura. The sword aura howled like a hedgehog.

Roar ?

The Black Tiger Spirit roared from behind, and the power of one punch came crashing down.

"Hmph, with just you ?" The disciples of the Soldier King Pavilion were all training and growing up in the endless mountains.

A sharp sword qi shot up into the sky, the light wreaking havoc.

Bang Bang Bang...

He directly sent the Black Tiger Sword Pavilion disciple flying out, smashing into the crowd.

"Too far."

In a single sentence, the disciples of Black Tiger Sword Pavilion were defeated, and even the Spirit Black Tiger was severely injured.

Heihu Xiaobei's face instantly darkened.

"Which one is Ning Wufeng? Just come out. We are not interested in these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. " A few disciples from Soldier King Pavilion looked around proudly and said coldly.

"I'd like to see what kind of bastard dares to steal my good fortune!" That disciple looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old with a sword behind his back. He looked harmless, but his words were extremely rude and unreasonable.

"Haha, not bad, quickly hand over whatever Heavenly Sword Elder's legacy, my junior brother is the ancestor who used the sword."

"Let my junior brother teach you how to use the sword!"

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