Tianni Xuandian

Huo Ting couldn't help but her face darkened when she heard the words. There should be a little time before the guards of the Marshal's Mansion arrived here. Obviously, this group of people had been following for a long time before they found this opportunity.

Huo Ting was born in a scholarly family, and had never been involved in martial arts cultivation, and Nangong Ruoli beside her was also said to have no trace of cultivation, for these killers who came prepared.

It was enough to kill or take away the mother and child before the guards arrived.

"Whoosh—" the sound of the sleeves breaking through the air sounded, and more than a dozen black figures suddenly appeared around Huo Ting and Nangong Ruoli, blocking their retreat.

"Who are you? How dare you even dare to attack the Marshal's wife?" Facing the threat, Huo Ting didn't panic at all.

Among the group of men in black, one walked out, looked at Huo Ting's mother and son and said with a smile: "As expected of the prime minister's daughter, she can delay time so calmly in the face of threats, but this time you will accept your fate! Come on, Be sure to capture him alive!"

Huo Ting gave a "thud" in her heart, if she was fine, she would be arrested if she was arrested, but the 11-year-old son beside her, who had just been reunited with her, would suffer such hardships, Huo Ting couldn't help feeling a little bit unbearable.

"Huh—" The four black-clothed men rushed forward at the same time. They didn't show their weapons, but just grabbed them with their bare hands.

Because they knew that Huo Ting had no cultivation, and her son Nangong Ruoli was just a waste.

"Stab—" There was a sharp friction sound, and the dazzling white light seemed like a shooting star piercing the sky.

The four people rushing forward didn't have time to react, they felt a chill in their backs, they cast a glance at Nangong Ruoli in disbelief, and fell to the ground on their backs.

Just at the throat of each of them, there is a small, shiny throwing knife stuck.

Nangong Ruoli stepped in front of his mother, without even looking at the corpse, with a wave of one hand, another three throwing knives slipped down his fingertips, and said with a smile: "If you want to die, then let the horse come here!"

"Ruoli——" Huo Ting couldn't help being a little bit astonished by this sudden change. At this moment, she finally understood what Nangong Ruoli said a few days ago, your son is not that simple.

"Boy, you are a big variable, but do you think you can stop us with a small flying knife? Come on, I want to see how many flying knives you can shoot at the same time! "The leader in black said coldly.

The remaining ten or so people heard the order and rushed towards Huo Ting from all directions.

"Nangong Flying Knives are flawless, I'll let you see them today!" Nangong Ruoli sneered, and threw out the three flying knives in his hand.

After a year of practice in the Yushi tribe, Nangong Ruoli has been able to integrate the Tianni Zhenqi into the flying knife. At this time, Nangong Ruoli has reached the peak of the first stage of the Hunyuan True Realm, which is equivalent to the seventh level of the human level of cultivation.

And these masters in front of him are all at different levels of human level. Although their cultivation base is not low, it is not enough to resist Nangong Ruoli's throwing knife.

Immediately, the three who bear the brunt only felt a white light flickering, and they fell to the ground without even being able to dodge in time.

After killing the three people in an instant, Nangong Ruoli did not stop, the flying knives smoothly slipped into the palm of his hand, and the five flying knives turned into five dazzling white lights, and took them away again mercilessly Five lives.

In the previous life, Nangong Ruoli had carefully studied the famous Xiao Li Feidao, and she was able to do so without fail because of three points.

Quick, accurate, ruthless!

Hurry up, with Tianni Zhenqi pouring into it, the speed of the flying knife has already exceeded the range that Nangong Ruoli could comprehend in his previous life.

To be sure, plus the hard training in the last life, a total of more than 20 years of hard training, Nangong Ruoli at this time will definitely not have the slightest deviation in shooting a mosquito that is ten feet away with a flying knife.

Ruthless, with a human-level seventh-level cultivation base hitting with all his strength, the strength of the throwing knife will never be worse.

Before Nangong Ruoli used the flying knife, it was only limited to using the strength of the wrist, and did not mix it with real energy. However, in the last half a year of the Yushi tribe, Nangong Ruoli perfectly combined the real energy and the flying knife together.

A confident smile appeared on Nangong Ruoli's face. This was the first time he had accomplished a feat since the improvement of the Flying Knife. The achievement even surprised him.

Immediately, the palm moved, and six flying knives slid into the palm again. Seeing this, the rest of the people couldn't help but stop their forward momentum, and carefully guard against Nangong Ruoli.

"Nangong Flying Knife, without fail! It really is a supernatural flying knives stunt!" The black-clothed leader also sighed secretly.

However, he couldn't see the trajectory of Nangong Ruoli's flying knife clearly. He had a vague idea in his mind that even he couldn't get away with such a flying knife stunt.

Nangong Ruo's thoughts moved slightly, he only had eighteen throwing knives on his body, twelve of them were used up now, and the six throwing knives in his hand were already the last six.

On the other hand, there are still 11 people left. After finishing six people, there are still five people left, including the second-level master of the prefecture level. Without the throwing knife, Nangong Ruoli, who is only the seventh-level human level, dare not say victory .

"Follow me, time is running out, if we don't complete the task, we will die!" The black-clothed leader said, stretched out his hand and drew the long sword from his waist, and rushed towards Nangong Ruoli.

Nangong Ruoli narrowed his eyes slightly, this person has a high level of cultivation, it is very difficult for him to kill him with a throwing knife, at this moment, wasting a throwing knife would be more dangerous.

"Swipe—" The flying knife pierced through the air, Nangong Ruoli put away the rest of the flying knife, and poured all his true energy into one flying knife, with a flick of his wrist, the flying knife shot out from the palm of his hand!

Pilian Baimang drew a perfect arc in front of Nangong Ruoli, aiming straight at the throat of the leader in black.

The leader in black frowned, before he had time to think about it, the long sword in his hand stabbed straight along the trajectory of the flying knife!

The faint sound of wind and thunder came out from the long sword, and the pale black light burst out!

"Do you think you can stop it? Change direction—" Nangong Ruoli said indifferently, the white light suddenly changed direction, bypassed the long sword in front of him, and directly inserted into the throat of the black-clothed leader .

"No... Impossible..." The black-clothed leader fell to the ground clutching his throat, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he would die in the hands of a child.

Nangong Ruoli let out a long sigh of relief, sweat was already on his forehead, it didn't take much real energy to control the direction of the flying knife before, because the speed of the flying knife hadn't reached the limit.

At this moment, Nangong Ruoli felt that his body had been emptied to control the direction of the flying knives. If it wasn't for the fact that the other party had someone present, he would immediately fall to the ground.

The remaining five flying knives appeared between the fingers of both hands at the same time, Nangong Ruoli supported his collapsed body, stared at the ten people in front of him coldly, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, then come! "

The ten people looked at each other in blank dismay, the most powerful leader was killed by this kid with a throwing knife, so what about me who is not yet at the prefecture level?

Thinking of this, the ten people retreated, and no one dared to rush up first. Nangong Ruoli's throwing knife had already made them tremble with fear.

At this moment, more than a dozen guards with long knives in the slanted ground rushed over with roars, and they heard the sound of fighting here from afar. rushed over.

Seeing Huo Ting and Nangong Ruoli standing there from a distance, although many corpses fell around, the dozen or so guards felt relieved and almost made a big mistake, and immediately transferred all their resentment to the remaining ten guards. On the killer.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, the remaining ten people immediately performed lightness kung fu, jumped onto the top of the low wall, and fled in all directions!The figure instantly disappeared among the countless houses.

"Chasing—" the leader of the guards shouted and wanted to lead the guards to chase him down.

But Nangong Ruoli withdrew the throwing knife, bent over and gasped, "Don't chase after them, they are well-trained and have already figured out a way out, you can't catch up at all, hurry up and send me and mother back!"

The leader of the guards was slightly stunned, looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at Nangong Ruoli, he couldn't help but set off a storm in his heart, mother, who said that the young master is a waste, if he is a waste, I will cut off his head and use it as a stool for him to sit on .

At that moment, these guards surrounded Huo Ting and Nangong Ruoli in the center, and walked towards the Marshal's Mansion!

Their figures had just disappeared, and a faint black shadow appeared just now, squinting slightly to look at the direction of Nangong Ruoli's departure, and said to himself: "Nangong Flying Knife, there are no mistakes! This kid, hidden So deep!"