Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 226
Fifty miles to the east of Shuotian City, a white-haired old man in a gray robe flew across the sky.

The white-haired old man had a nervous look on his face, and he looked backward, as if someone was chasing him.

But in fact, there was no one chasing after the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man saw that he was getting farther and farther away from Shuotian City, and no one had appeared, so he gradually relaxed in his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a good thing that the old man walks fast, if someone is watching, it will be difficult to leave." The white-haired old man secretly rejoiced.

This white-haired old man was the one who got the roc's feather at the auction before. As soon as the auction was over, he immediately left Shuotian City and hurried all the way, for fear that he would be targeted by others.

"This time I have gained quite a lot. With this roc's feather, I can use it to make a breakthrough in my cultivation skills, and I can also find someone to forge a good weapon." The old man with white hair was thinking while flying, feeling very special in his heart. comfortable.

Just as the white-haired old man was thinking about the bright future, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he looked not far away.

I saw a flying boat roaring through the clouds and the wind, galloping towards me.

The old man with white hair frowned suddenly, although he didn't know who was on the flying boat, he still turned his head and ran away.

Ning Heng was on the flying boat. Seeing that the white-haired old man was about to run, he sneered and directly activated a magic circle on the flying boat.

hum!
I saw a faint white light curtain lit up on the flying boat, and then the speed of the flying boat doubled, and it had caught up not far behind the white-haired old man in the blink of an eye.

The white-haired old man glanced back and was scared out of his wits. He didn't expect the flying boat to come so fast.

"This flying boat is really good. It seems that Wanbao Building has really put a lot of effort into it." Ning Heng patted the formation board in front of him and said with a smile.

Jiang Xiaoqi kept staring at the white-haired old man, and said at this moment: "This old guy's cultivation level is not low, and he looks like he has eight or nine heavenly apertures, so he's not easy to deal with."

Ning Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "The three of us will fight together, and the Tianqiao Jiuzhong will still kill!"

Ling Chaoyang nodded beside him, he is one of the top talents in the Holy Luo Sect, even warriors with seven or eight levels of Tianqiao can fight evenly, if he joins forces with Jiang Xiaoqi and Ning Heng, an old man with ninth level of Tianqiao should also be able to fight deal with.

The speed of the flying boat was extremely fast, the white-haired old man fled for a while and found that not only could he not escape, but the flying boat was getting closer and closer, he immediately became determined and stopped suddenly.

The old man with white hair fixed his eyes on the flying boat, and saw Ning Heng and the three standing on the flying boat at a glance. Seeing that the three of them looked very young, he couldn't help being startled first, and then sneered.

"Three juniors, dare to come and kill this old man? I'm really impatient!" said the white-haired old man with disdain.

Ning Heng smiled slightly, stepped forward and said: "If you are willing to hand over the great roc's feather, we will let you live."

The white-haired old man burst into laughter immediately, and the disdain on his face became more intense.

"It's ridiculous! Three juniors, today I will let you come and go!" The old man with white hair shouted angrily, raised his hand and slammed towards the flying boat.

This white-haired old man had a profound cultivation level, and his cultivation base of the ninth level of Tianqiao was fully revealed when he struck out. His palm prints were as thick as a mountain, and he came straight to the flying boat with an eloquent aura.

Ning Heng didn't panic at all, neither did Jiang Xiaoqi and Ling Chaoyang.

"Let's try to see if the flying boat's formation is reliable." Ning Heng thought in his heart, urging the formation in front of him again.

Immediately, the light curtain of the magic circle rose again, wrapping the entire flying boat in the light curtain, and the palm print of the white-haired old man struck, but it bombarded the light curtain of the magic circle.

However, the light curtain of the magic circle flickered slightly, and the power of the palm print was immediately dissipated, and the flying boat only shook twice without receiving any damage.

"Huh?" The old man with white hair was a little surprised when he saw this. He didn't expect that this flying boat didn't look big, but the magic circle on it was quite strong, and it was able to resist his palm with [-]% strength.

"Hmph, relying on the magic circle, do you think you can't do anything to you? What a naive young man!" While grinning grinningly, the white-haired old man slapped the storage bag on his waist, and saw a long sword roaring out, with a bright sword brilliance A sword struck.

boom! ! !
This sword was astonishingly powerful, and the white-haired old man even used [-]% of his cultivation to strike the sword with all his strength.

Without hesitation, Ning Heng activated the most powerful magic circle on the flying boat, and suddenly purple brilliance emerged, condensing into a phantom of a mysterious turtle, tightly wrapping the flying boat.

The next moment, the sword glow directly cut on the phantom of the black tortoise, and the sword energy overflowed for a while, and the phantom of the tortoise also dimmed, but it was not defeated.

Ning Heng clicked his tongue in amazement, just these two strokes were enough to show that the magic circle on the flying boat was indeed extraordinary, and it was completely worthy of the price paid to Wanbaolou.

The white-haired old man failed to break through the magic circle twice in a row, and his face was a little uneasy, roaring and swinging his sword again and again.

Even if the three of Ning Heng rushed out from the flying boat, it would be impossible to rely on the magic circle all the time. After all, the power of the magic circle is limited, and it would be bad if they were exhausted by the old man.

Seeing that the three of Ning Heng came out of the flying boat, the old man with white hair was overjoyed. He thought that with his own strength, he could kill the three of them without any accidents.

But after this confrontation, the white-haired old man knew that he was wrong.

Whether it is Jiang Xiaoqi, Ling Chaoyang, or Ning Heng, they are not Yi Yi's generation. Each of the three has strong strengths that do not match their realm, let alone the joint efforts at this moment, they are actually beating the old man with white hair. A little dazed.

The old man with white hair didn't want to get entangled with the three of Ning Heng, so he displayed all his strength immediately, surrounded by aura, and his figure suddenly became light and elegant.

Ning Heng's eyes froze, this old man really has a lot of skills, he is worthy of being a master of the Ninth Layer of Tianqiao, and his body skills alone are enough to be praised.

The three of Ning Heng couldn't take down the old man with white hair for a while, and the old man with white hair couldn't defeat the three of Ning Heng, and the two sides gradually stalemate.

However, Ning Heng still found a flaw in the old man's body skills, and used the mysterious and clever steps to approach him all at once, and the Heavenly Flood Dragon Palm burst out.

The white-haired old man was shocked, and he rushed to meet him. The two palms clashed, but the white-haired old man had the upper hand, and Ning Heng was shocked back again and again.

However, Ning Heng also created an opportunity for Jiang Xiaoqi and Ling Chaoyang. Jiang Xiaoqi was faster, and in the blink of an eye, he was behind the white-haired old man. The machete in his hand aimed at the back of the white-haired old man's neck and chopped it off.

Ling Chaoyang was holding a long sword, and the sword was also hitting the white-haired old man's ribs, which was enough to kill him.

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