1540: C1540 Nangong Wang Ning Qing

C1540 Nangong Wang Ning Qing

On the other side of the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Li Aoge had been defeated. Ning Qingfeng of the Iron Knife Sect couldn't help curling his lips and cursing in his heart, "Bad luck."

This bad luck was not only scolding Li Aoge, but also dragging them down. It was also scolding Nangong Wang, an old man who was about to die. He didn't stay at home obediently and waited for death. He even came here to cause trouble for him. Was he tired of dying too slowly?

He cursed in his heart, but Ning Qingfeng didn't dare to look down on him.

One must know that a Martial Saint warrior who could risk his life at any time was the most terrifying one.

Opposite him, Nangong Wang smiled and waved his hand.

Ning Qingfeng's expression changed drastically. He gritted his teeth and sneered.

"Old man, you're courting death!"

As he spoke, he suddenly swung his saber. With just one slash, the air seemed to have been cut apart. The crisscrossing Saber Qi poured out like a flood towards Nangong Wang.

Facing such a powerful saber attack, Old Master Nangong did not dare to underestimate it. Immediately, he activated all the Spiritual Forces in his body and prepared for battle.

Speaking of which, even Lei Kehua, who was full of self-pity, was much stronger than these people in the sky.

After all, in terms of physique.

At this moment, there were two saint human bodies in the Dao College, one was Shi Jun, and the other was Liao Xian.

In terms of talent.

Yang Zifong and Butcher Kou had killed many of the major families in the past. Elder Mo had suppressed a generation in Zhong Prefecture in the higher realms.

As for Nangong Wang, he had lived for two hundred years, but he couldn't live up to the reputation of being a living fossil in the Ancient Martial World.

It was fine if he didn't mention it.

However, even though the Divine Turtle had lived for a long time, there were still times when an old man would bow his head and have the ambition to travel a thousand miles.

The old master laughed softly in his heart. He didn't have the ability to suppress Mo Zifu's generation, nor did Shi Jun and the others dare to go all out and fight back against the higher realms.

The child who swore to protect a peaceful place was just an ordinary warrior after all.

However, the mud man still had a bit of anger. If anyone did not even satisfy this small wish of his, then he would dare to risk his life for it. He would not rest until he died!

Suppressing the pain brought by his damaged body, Grandfather Nangong's expression did not change. He gathered the Spiritual Force around his body and tried to resist Ning Qingfeng's blade attack.

Unfortunately...

In the end, the old man was old. His Qi and blood had dried up, and his body was not as good as what he had expected. Not to mention, he had also just broken through to the Martial Saint realm. Like Mu Ruyan, he only had the strength of a Martial Saint, but he didn't know how to use it.

"Courting death."

In the distance, Ning Qingfeng sneered with a mocking expression.

Just as he had expected, the old man who was engulfed by the Saber Qi did not even last for half a minute. His body was covered in wounds and he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood before his figure fell down...

"What a waste of my time."

Ning Qingfeng let out a furious humph. He turned around and was shocked to find that Lei Kehua was at a disadvantage. He was so shocked that he wanted to rush over to help.

Suddenly, a faint sense of danger came from behind him.

Bang. Ning Qingfeng turned around and slashed the approaching Spiritual Force. Then, he looked in the direction the Spiritual Force came from. His expression gradually became gloomy.

He saw an old man who could not even straighten his waist, slowly floating up like he was shopping.

Ning Qingfeng's face immediately turned livid. He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. Killing intent flashed in his eyes as he said:

"Old man, do you really want me to hack you alive?"

In all fairness.

No matter how much he cursed and how much he looked down on Nangong Wang, he still had some respect for people like Nangong Wang. Therefore, he didn't want these people to die in his hands.

On this point, he and Ning Qi were of the same race. He was born with a foul mouth. It was unknown if all the Ning Family members of Zhong Prefecture were like this.

However, even if they were unwilling, this old man did not know how to appreciate favors. They could not blame him for being ruthless...

After stabilizing his injuries and standing in the air again, Nangong Wang could not help but feel a sharp pain in his body. His wrinkled face and facial features were squeezed together. However, he still spoke calmly as usual.

"A rotten wood body. If I can get some peace, death will be worth it."

"Heh, I'm just afraid that if you die, you will die. I can't get anything in return." Ning Qingfeng said coldly. After that, he was too lazy to bother with an old man anymore. He brandished his saber several times in succession, wanting to escape as soon as possible.

Damn it, Lei Kehua, this trash, why can't he even deal with a Martial Sovereign warrior?

Seeing Lei Kehua being defeated by a Martial Sovereign while he was being entangled by Nangong Wang, Ning Qingfeng became even more anxious.

Just as he turned around to see if Nangong Wang was dead or not...

He saw Nangong Wang charging into the violent blade Qi without dodging or dodging.

Ning Qingfeng could not help but be stunned. Was this old man really tired of living?

In the blink of an eye, the Nangong family's old man used his broken arm and short leg as the price to forcefully rush out of the saber Qi.

However, in this way, Old Master Nangong would not be able to live anymore.

Just as Ning Qingfeng heaved a sigh of relief and prepared to go to other places to help, he suddenly realized that Nangong Wang, who had rushed out of the Saber Qi, did not stop. Instead, he flew towards him.

Ning Qingfeng frowned. He felt uneasy and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

However, the old master did not give him a chance. Seeing that the distance was almost there, he smiled in relief and slowly closed his eyes.

"What a pity. I have broken through to the Martial Saint realm, but I couldn't control this power. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a problem for me to stop a junior like you."

"Although I can't control it, I still want to know if the Spiritual Force in my Martial Saint body is any different from the Martial Saint in the Upper Realm..."

In an instant, he understood what Nangong Wang was trying to do. Ning Qingfeng widened his eyes and cursed in horror. "Get lost, you old lunatic!"

While he was cursing, his figure had already retreated hastily.

Nangong Wang smiled as if he did not hear his scolding. It turned out that even Martial Saint warriors from the Upper Realm would be afraid.

The only thought that the old man had right now was to see if his rotten body could bring peace to this place...

Boom!

A deafening explosion resounded across the sky.

The battle that was still ongoing in the sky could not help but pause for a moment. Everyone's figure could not help but shake involuntarily, as they were unable to stand firm.

As for the martial artists that were still fighting on the ground, they raised their heads in shock. Looking at the shocking explosion in the sky, they could not help but swallow their saliva.1

Suddenly.

From one side came continuous cries of pain.

Gradually, the news spread. Only then did everyone know that that place was where the Nangong family was located. The explosion just now came from Old Master Nangong...

Without waiting for those lower realm warriors who had already surrendered to the enemy to reveal a joyful smile, after all, there were very few Martial Saint warriors in the lower realm. Now that there was one less, how could they stop them?

Suddenly, a Liao Family martial artist seemed to have thought of something. His eyes turned red as he slashed at the martial artist in front of him. The latter looked back blankly, covering his wound and slowly falling down in disbelief.

He did not understand what these people were still resisting at this point.

Ignoring those people, the Liao Family martial artist waved his arm after killing the enemy. He threw his head back and roared angrily, "Kill!"

First, it was the Liao Family martial artists.

Then, a voice echoed throughout the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The tens of thousands of lower realm martial artists seemed to hold in their breaths, their eyes turning red, panting like cattle, swearing to kill all of these enemies that were as disgusting as mice in front of them.

At the place where the Nangong family was stationed, valiant roars rang out, causing the cries and cries in this area to become a little quieter.

Nangong Yingnan, who had returned from the Jiangnan to the Nangong family, was staring at the sky in a daze. His heart was filled with grief. Suddenly, a roar was heard, causing her to be stunned and at a loss...

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her lifeless eyes regained some luster. As she cried, she wiped her tears with a smile.

At this moment, she suddenly understood that although the old ancestor was no longer here, he was still alive despite his death.

pqdm.com