The arrogant fairy is reborn in the city

Chapter 142
A few figures flashed across the sky, Ning Yibai stood in the air, this time, he didn't choose to run away.

He stepped on the void, holding Xiaobai in his left hand and wasabi spirit in his right, standing between them with a calm expression.

Ning Yibai was surrounded.

Three monks in the early stage of foundation establishment and two monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

"Yo, Ning Yibai, why didn't you run away?" The middle-aged monk in front of him was wearing a black robe, with a gourd hanging from his waist, his arms were like dead branches, and his eyes were mocking.

"I don't want to run anymore." Ning Yibai said flatly.

"I didn't expect to meet the person we were looking for on the second day after I came here. Haha, what a coincidence, God help me! In addition, it was agreed in advance that everyone will share it equally! Such things as hunting for treasures and killing people, Senior Murong didn't allow us to do it." Another younger man laughed loudly, and said these words, as if Ning Yibai was already in his pocket.

Another person also echoed, "Junior Brother is right, everyone don't fight after we take him down, just take him to the mountain where he came, and Senior Murong will wait for us there."

The three laughed and talked, completely ignoring Ning Yibai's cultivation, because in their view, Ning Yibai's aura was only at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and in the eyes of the few of them who were also at the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was only a mid-stage difference. In the later stage, it is no problem to win Ning Yibai.

These conversations lasted only 2 minutes since they came around, and Ning Yi listened to their self-righteous conversation with a blank face, showing a sarcastic smile.

"Xiaobai, baby, you two go hide in the storage bag for a while, I'll teach them a lesson, if I don't make a move, I'll be regarded as a persimmon that's easy to pinch."

After finishing speaking, Ning Yibai put them into his storage bag, which is the space where Qilin and Water Beast are.

Without the two of them, Ning Yibai directly took out the Dragon Singing Sword at this moment, the monk's soul, it has not been eaten for a long time!

Following Ning Yibai's thought, the other side of the Dragon Chanting Sword was unsealed, and a strong evil spirit immediately spread in the air, and they both felt a bloody smell, which was the killing breath that had been battled for a long time.

Black mist diffused from the sword, instantly darkening the world, and it seemed that the breath of the ancient battlefield was rippling, which made people feel frightened!

This could not help but surprise them.

"...What a strong evil spirit!"

The middle-aged monk with a gourd pinned to his waist couldn't help but exclaimed immediately.As an evil cultivator who specializes in refining the soul of a monk to increase the power of magic weapons, he already has tens of thousands of resentful ghosts in his gourd. When facing the evil spirit of Ning Yibai's sword, the gourd on his waist unexpectedly I couldn't help shaking, as if the ghost inside was afraid of him.

"This person is by no means simple! Fellow Daoists, be careful!"

The middle-aged man hastily reminded him that the alarm bells were ringing in his heart. He never thought that Ning Yibai's unpretentious appearance would actually possess such a terrifying sword, like a reaper in the Shura field, making his own ghosts tremble. Trembling!

"It's not easy to come from afar to kill me, so please sacrifice for my sword! I haven't killed a monk for a long time." Ning Yibai's face, reflected by the sky, was full of horror, and his smile was full of fear. Eerie feeling.

Ning Yibai raised his sword, did not give them a chance to react, and directly set up a ghost killing array, Long Yin transformed into countless clones in the blink of an eye, with bursts of black air on them, quickly spread around them, and kept running Surround them tightly!
"Okay...so murderous...he is definitely not from this place, he...he is an evil cultivator..."

A young monk who didn't speak was already trembling with fright at this moment. After he finished speaking, he saw that there was still a part of the sword formation that was not closed. As long as he was in such a strong resentment, he would definitely die. He was about to rush out of the sword formation with a dodge. , the middle-aged monk immediately stopped him sharply, "No! That's an illusion!"

As a result, before the monk could finish listening, he was directly strangled in that place, his sword was stained with a large pool of red, and the smell of blood filled the air. He didn't even have time to scream.

Ning Yibai put away the ownerless storage bag, stepped into the void and looked at the four monks in the sword formation, "Tell me, who instructed you to come here?"

The middle-aged monk's face was dignified. To him, it seemed that it was just a little tricky, but he still had a way to express it. Among them, the hands in his sleeves were already shaking with fright.

Hearing Ning Yibai's question at this moment, I felt excited and felt that there was still a possibility of surviving. Just as I was about to answer, the person next to me who had previously regarded Ning Yibai as his pocket took over the words, "Back to senior, it's a god, it's The gods asked us to kill you, and said that if we kill you, we will become immortals."

"I'm regretting it now, I won't participate anymore, I don't know Taishan, can senior show me your hand and let me go? I can give me my storage bag!"

After finishing speaking, he directly took out the storage bag, pushed it into the void, and flew towards Ning Yibai.

Ning Yibai took it and put it away without any change in expression.

The other people looked strange, hearing what he said, they also wanted to beg for mercy, but before they had anything to say, Ning Yibai said again, "What do I ask, answer me."

"Okay, okay, senior, I will answer truthfully." After he handed over the storage bag, seeing Ning Yibai looking over, his tone changed obviously, and he was immediately overjoyed, feeling that there was hope for his survival.

"Who is that woman in red?"

"...the woman in red?" He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said hastily, "You mean Senior Murong? She is from the Qin Yin Sect of the cultivation world. She accompanied us this time because she was afraid that something might happen to us. Mistake, come to monitor."

"Then what is her cultivation?"

"Cultivation level... oh, the peak of Yuanying late stage, only one step away from becoming a god!"

"How many people with her cultivation level have come this time?"

He thought for a while, and said: "A dozen or so seniors from the Nascent Soul stage have come, all of them are from various suzerains. They encountered bottlenecks in their cultivation and couldn't make it up, so they had to take advantage of this opportunity to come here and come to arrest you and ask the gods to lead you." Rewards, and also, Senior Murong has the highest cultivation level among all the monks who came this time."

There are more than a dozen of Nascent Soul stage ones here?

If he breaks through the golden core stage, practice quickly, and fight against the Nascent Soul stage, without any magic weapon, he may not be able to kill the late Nascent Soul stage cultivator, but if he escapes, he is still confident...

But if under the siege of a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators...

Escaping into the space is almost the same. If you win, unless your cultivation base also reaches the Nascent Soul stage, it is really impossible.

Seeing that Ning Yibai's complexion was not very good, and he didn't notice this side, a monk in the corner's expression changed slightly at the moment. The moment he took out a jade slip from his sleeve and disappeared, he raised his hand to see that Ning Yibai's expression was still unchanged. He breathed a sigh of relief silently, the next moment, Ning Yibai's rather cold voice sounded in the sword array,
"Yujian is asking for help through sound transmission, right? I'm sorry, but you won't survive until she comes here."

(End of this chapter)