Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 837 Sharp turn down
The person from this sect is an old man with a snow-white face and a childlike face with white hair. He looks a bit like a fairy.

The old man was dressed in white, with a white dust whisk in his hand. In addition, his face, hair and eyebrows were all white, making him look particularly white.

Ning Heng glanced at the old man in white, who also looked at Ning Heng, his eyes full of vicissitudes were full of coldness and murderous intent.

Monk Xuan Cheng looked at the old man in white with some dissatisfaction: "Daoist Chongyun doesn't need to take action, it's enough for this poor monk to deal with him."

The old Taoist in white who was called Daoist Chongyun sneered: "Let you deal with it alone, and you don't know how long it will take? Are so many of us just waiting like this? What a joke."

Monk Xuan Cheng was a little angry, but he didn't say much after all. He also realized that it might be unrealistic to win Ning Heng in a short time based on his own words.

Although it is shameless, the people of the Three Religions really can't stay here at the moment. It's a bit outrageous to be blocked by a mere Ning Heng.

"Count me in." Among the Confucianism sect, a woman in Tsing Yi came out.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked indifferent, and her appearance was passable, but she looked a little old, and her temples were slightly gray.

"Hehe, with the help of Deputy Headmaster Yousu, we will definitely be able to succeed immediately." The old Taoist Chongyun said with a smile, but there was a bit of playfulness in his tone.

The woman in Tsing Yi ignored the ridicule in the old Taoist Chongyun's tone, and looked directly at Ning Heng.

"If you push away now, I can still let you live. If you insist on blocking the way, don't blame me for being cruel." The woman in Tsing Yi said indifferently.

On the surface, Ning Heng was very calm and composed, but in his heart he was secretly crying.

Although he had already been mentally prepared to be outnumbered, Ning Heng was still a little apprehensive in his heart when he had to face three young masters at the same time.

There is no way, Xiao Changsheng is Xiao Changsheng after all, and it is not something that ordinary warriors can compare to. If Ning Heng is in a normal state, one-on-one is no match for any little Changsheng warrior.

Even if he temporarily gained the strength boost brought by the jade slips, Ning Heng could only face one young immortal warrior without losing. If he faced three at the same time, Ning Heng would definitely not be able to bear it.

Moreover, the power of this jade slip is only temporary. Although Ning Heng still has some power at the moment, but after a long time, Ning Heng will not have any capital to confront directly when his power is exhausted.

However, the current situation could no longer allow Ning Heng to have any thoughts of retreating, so he could only hold on.

"Hmph! So what about the three of you? I, Ning, are standing here, but you are here to kill me." Ning Heng said very boldly.

The old Daoist Chongyun had a sarcastic expression on his face: "You don't have to hold on, we can all see how much you have, and when the power of the jade slip fades, any one of us is enough to capture you alive."

Ning Heng cursed secretly in his heart, this old man is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, he can tell at a glance that he is putting on a show.

But it was necessary to pretend, Ning Heng showed no fear, with the rusty sword in his hand in front of him, staring at the three with sharp eyes.

The monster boy who had been standing not far away stood beside Ning Heng at this moment, looking like he wanted to fight side by side with Ning Heng.

Ning Heng glanced at him and said with a smile, "What? You want to help me?"

The monster boy shook his head: "I don't want to die, I may still have a way out if I follow you, but I will definitely die if I follow them."

Ning Heng didn't know what to say, but it's a pity that this monster boy's strength is not strong enough. If he can reach the six-transformation cultivation base, with his own strength of the Purple Heart Demon Ape, he shouldn't be able to deal with several young immortal warriors at the same time. Too much effort.

It's a pity that the monster boy is only at the level of the monster king, and even the Purple Heart Demon Ape can't be the opponent of the little longevity warrior.

"You'd better step back, your strength is too weak, it will only become my burden." Ning Heng said bluntly.

The Yaozu youth blushed, but he did not persist, and silently retreated to the side.

Ning Heng looked at the eight-headed snake who had been standing on the sidelines indifferently, and couldn't help cursing: "How long do you fucking want to watch the show?"

The eight-headed snake glared at Ning Heng angrily. Ning Heng was not afraid, but also stared at him.

"Hmph, my injury has recovered a bit, so I will try to help you block it." The eight-headed snake said.

Hearing this, Ning Heng didn't react yet, and there was some commotion in the Three Religions.

Xuan Cheng, Taoist Chongyun and the woman in Tsing Yi all changed their expressions, and they all looked at the eight-headed snake.

"Senior, do you really want to get involved?" Monk Xuan Cheng said in a dignified tone.

The eight-headed snake was expressionless: "This kid has not fulfilled the benefits he promised to me. Naturally, I can't let him die in your hands."

The three of Xuan Cheng looked at each other.

When Ning Heng saw that the eight-headed snake really wanted to help him fend off the people of the Three Religions, he was relieved immediately.

If the eight-headed snake didn't make a move, Ning Heng would have no choice but to use the power left by Lian Hongchen to protect himself, besides biting the bullet and fleeing into the cave.

However, Ning Heng is not very willing to choose these two options. After all, the former is too dangerous, while the latter is Ning Heng's life-saving trump card, and he really doesn't want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Senior, you haven't recovered from your injury, it's better not to get involved, so as not to be difficult to get out." The old Taoist Chongyun said with his eyes narrowed.

The eight-headed snake immediately laughed when he heard this: "The injury has not healed yet, and it is enough to deal with you."

Old Daoist Chongyun snorted coldly, turned his head, and saw more than a dozen people from the three religions, all of whom had the cultivation base of the small longevity realm.

Although the cultivation bases of these dozens of people vary, they are all genuine immortals after all, and each of them has a certain status among the three religions.

Except for Yin Chunqiu who didn't show up, the masters of the three religions who entered the Burial God's Cave were basically here.

"Senior, if we join forces, I don't know how long you can last?" Taoist Chongyun said with a sneer.

The eight-headed serpent changed color slightly, and his current condition cannot be said to be very good. His strength has only recovered about [-]% of its normal state.

It's okay to deal with four or five little immortals, but if these dozen or so little immortals attack, it's really hard to say.

What's more, these masters of the three religions don't have one or two treasures on them. If there are any powerful treasures, the eight-headed snake knows that he will definitely suffer.

The Eight-headed Orochi secretly regretted it. He originally thought that the people of the Three Sects would be afraid of him and dare not really fight him, but he did not expect that the people of the Three Sects would actually put up a stance to fight him. The big snake was a little embarrassed.

At this moment, in the dark and deep cave behind Ning Heng, there was a low muffled roar, and then a huge beast claw protruded out of the cave.

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