Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 2347 Regardless

Hearing the screams, Ningxia was very calm, this was just the beginning.

She didn't open her eyes, because that would be futile, and she didn't swing the sword with her eyes now.

The screams continued, rose suddenly, and rang out for a while, and then the breath of life quickly weakened-this is a foregone conclusion.

And then... another one.Ning Xia muttered, turned around, and "looked" straight ahead with her tightly closed eyes, as if she was staring at someone.

Her movements were weird, but she didn't know how many others were scared out of their wits by this scene.

The incident happened in the light of the calcium carbide fire. The monk who assisted in the sneak attack on Ningxia watched his companion attack Ningxia with confidence. That half of the face was distorted.

Then what happened next was even more shocking. I saw that even the sword of the senior brother who took the lead was strangled by Ningxia. The figure of the body distorted and collapsed.

He couldn't see anything else anymore, he only saw a smear of golden color passing by, and then quickly dissipated, as if nothing happened.

But it would be a bit far-fetched to say that nothing happened, because anyone could see that the person who collapsed on the ground was hunched, as if he fell down all at once.Its exposed skin and flesh seem to have shrunk a lot, and the skin and meridians are attached to the bones, which looks very terrifying.

But the sword was even worse, it could no longer see the original appearance of the gold and stone, but it looked even more like broken copper and iron, completely curled up into a ball of scrap iron.Even the tip of the sword was tempered by some kind of energy, as if it had been burned by an extremely powerful fire, it was still dripping with special body, dripping down to the ground, scalding deep pits one by one.

He didn't know how Ningxia did all this, but it didn't prevent him from knowing the skills of this real Fufeng.If he attacks now, it is impossible to guarantee that he will be the next... He is afraid to look at the face of the man on the ground now.

Didn't it mean that the real Fufeng is just a trickster who relies on his brothers and elders for his position?He had specially inquired about the other party's whereabouts before, and apart from being particularly lucky and some bizarre deeds that sounded like fabrications, it seemed that he really didn't show much strength.

...It's more like an opportunistic person.Maybe it was just luck to get there?
Ningxia's practice speed is indeed very conspicuous compared to the Wuhua School, and it's no worse than the personal inheritance of each peak.But also because she is too low-key and she is either practicing in seclusion or walking outside all the year round, people in the sect can't appreciate her abilities.Especially for the younger generation, most of them only know that her formation cultivation base is very good, and she is also appreciated by Shangfeng.

Compared with these, Ningxia is more famous for her righteous brother Qinghui Zhenren.The people inside the door heard that they loved Ningxia very much, and it could be said that this was the reason why Ningxia was involved in this storm.And there is one more thing about Ningxia's attention, that is, her teacher Yuanheng Daojun, I heard that Ningxia is very important to this disciple... Even many people from the outer sect have heard of this.

Therefore, not to mention Ningxia's low-key style, under the dazzling halo of these two, even if Ningxia had a little light, it had to be covered up.

Don't think that a monk who cultivates the truth must be some kind of immortal figure.In fact, he might be more vulgar and competitive than ordinary people.

Another person probably couldn't sit still for a long time, and insisted on showing his head to prove that he was not the embroidered pillow that was rumored to rely on others for his position.But for Ningxia, she didn't care. Not only did she not care, but she also thought it was pretty good. If she kept a low profile, no one would dare to step on her.

It was a misunderstanding that I never wanted to fall in the eyes of others. I thought Ningxia was an embroidered pillow with no skills.

To be honest, Ningxia doesn't have much real ability, she is very self-aware.Although the aptitude is innate, but at least her cultivation is here, she doesn't look like a white steamed bun with no stuffing?

Obviously this group of people hit the iron board.

Seeing his companion in such misery, the other person was naturally scared, and was about to retreat, but Ning Xia was unwilling.

She is still hurting her shoulder now, and the pain is severe, and the pain is still increasing as time goes by, so Ningxia's consciousness is not clear at the moment.

But in the muddle, Ningxia still firmly remembered that someone wanted to kill her, and at the last moment when she lost her mind vaguely, she only remembered to kill the enemy in front of her.

The person who attacked her first fell down, but not yet, there was another one!
Ning Xia closed her eyes, but she has more than one pair of eyes.As long as she thinks, Chong Huanjian is her other pair of eyes.And after it avenged Ningxia, it immediately targeted the second enemy. Although this enemy seemed to be retreating, it still raised its sword against Ningxia.

It is absolutely impossible to let go of the heavy huan sword.

The man knew he should leave.Not far away, senior brother Chengcheng seemed to be having a hard time dealing with Master Qinghui. A group of people entered into a heated stage of fighting, and the fight was in full swing.

He should have turned around and ran, since the person opposite him was clearly unconscious, and he was running so fast that he might not be able to catch up.

But no matter how he analyzes his brain, how his reason clamors, his feet can't move, the soles of his shoes seem to be tightly stuck to the ground, and then he watched Ning Xia staggering step by step with his eyes closed come.

His limbs are not imprisoned, and his thinking is still there. He can feel that his meridians, muscles and bones are obeying orders, but all his movements seem to be blocked.He knew that he was locked, locked by an extremely terrifying existence, which was a hierarchical suppression extending from the depths of his soul, and he couldn't even think of resisting.

Then everything seemed to be slowed down and magnified infinitely. The senses, ideas and even thoughts seemed to be polarized to a certain extent at this moment.

He could clearly hear the sound of approaching footsteps, the hissing sound from the collision of different spiritual power magnetic fields, as well as the indistinct heavy breathing accompanied by scorching heat, and the sharp spiritual power and metal sword glow rushing towards his face Come, as if you are going to kiss him on the forehead in the next moment.

helpless—

At the last moment of his consciousness, Ning Xia's calm and peaceful face came into view. Against the layers of flames attached to the spirit sword, it actually showed a sense of emptiness as if a god and demon descended into the world.

He didn't dare to look at it any more, and closed his eyes until he was completely ushered in eternal darkness.

(End of this chapter)