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"presumptuous!"

Ning Yuan's face turned cold, and he used the Beiming Divine Art. The two sides fought again, and Duan Yanqing suddenly felt that the true energy in his body was attracted and flowed towards the opponent.

"Xingxiu Sect's evil power!"

Duan Yanqing's stiff face changed slightly, and he forced his power to push back Ning Yuan. He took a few steps back and said in confusion: "You actually know the evil skills of the Xingxiu Sect. I didn't expect Nan Murong to be related to the Xingxiu Sect. You and Mr. Xingxiu Sect." What’s the relationship with my son?”

Not everyone knows about the Beiming Divine Art.

However, Ding Chunqiu has a notorious reputation in the martial arts world, so Beiming's magical skills can easily be mistaken for Hua Gong or Dharma, and they will not know whether their martial arts has been crossed out or absorbed.

"Who do you think the Xingxiu Sect is? Their martial arts are worthy of comparison with mine?"

Ning Yuan sneered and dismissed it.

Then his figure moved, and he appeared next to Dao Baifeng in an instant. He grabbed Yue Laosan's wrist with one hand, and the Beiming Divine Skill was activated at the same time. Yue Laosan's skill was instantly absorbed by Ning Yuan.

La la la...

Yue Laosan was trembling all over, his face was shaking violently, and he was completely speechless.

He was not Duan Yanqing. He was absorbed by Ning Yuan and could not break the connection with his own strength.

"ah!"

At this time, Dao Baifeng screamed in pain and was hit on the shoulder by Yun Zhonghe's steel claw. With a pull of the steel claw, Dao Baifeng's clothes were immediately torn off, leaving three bloody marks on his snow-white shoulder.

Dao Baifeng's face turned pale, he covered his shoulders and backed away, bloodshot eyes dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Beauty, surrender to me as soon as possible, why do you have to suffer this physical pain."

Yun Zhonghe looked at Dao Baifeng as he geared up, ready to make a move, "Qiao Taoist Sister, there is my special aphrodisiac on this steel claw. You were injured, and now the medicine has flowed into your body along with your blood. Why don't you just capture me without restraint?" Let me save you!"

Yun Zhonghe was salivating for a moment, and then he was about to take action again, grabbing Dao Baifeng's chest.

"nonsense."

Dao Baifeng's expression changed at first after hearing this, but he did not find anything strange in his body while exercising silently. He thought it was Yun Zhonghe who was deliberately disturbing his mind, so he didn't take it to heart. He reluctantly picked up the long sword and faced the enemy again.

But in a few quick moves, Dao Baifeng was slapped on the chest by a steel claw again, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The steel claw pulled back, and his outer Taoist robe was torn to pieces.

"Folks be careful."

Ning Yuan immediately reminded him when he saw this, and at the same time pulled Yue Laosan closer to Dao Baifeng.

At this time, Yanqing's finger force came again. Ning Yuan threw Yue Laosan away, quickly came to Dao Baifeng's side, and pulled the injured Dao Baifeng into his arms, "We are full of evil, this battle will count us down." Regardless of victory or defeat, the next time we meet, it will be your death."

"Want to leave?"

Duan Yanqing snorted coldly, held the iron rod in his hand fiercely, then jumped up, flew in front of Ning Yuan, and slapped Ning Yuan on the chest with his palm.

Bang!

Ning Yuan held Dao Baifeng in one hand and palmed it with the backhand.

But in a hurry, facing Duan Yanqing's ready palm, Ning Yuan's face suddenly turned pale. However, the force was resolved by him as soon as it entered the body. However, Ning Yuan forced out a bright red color and followed it. The corners of his mouth overflowed.

"I will remember this palm!"

Ning Yuan relied on the power of Duan Yanqing's palm to leap out tens of feet with Dao Baifeng in his arms, turned around and disappeared into the forest.

"Where to run!"

Seeing that the beauty in his hand disappeared, Yun Zhonghe was about to chase her.

But Duan Yanqing opened his mouth to stop him.

"Stop chasing him. Nan Murong's reputation is well-deserved. Even if you catch him, you will only become a dead soul in his hands."

Duan Yanqing spoke hoarsely, and Yun Zhonghe immediately accepted the order.

He didn't dare to pursue it alone.

After all, this is a master who can compete with the boss's evil record.

"Boss, damn Murong Fu, I have lost 30% of my skills. My chance of becoming the second best is far away. How hateful!"

Yue Laosan finally came to his senses at this time, with a lingering fear on his face. Then he felt that his power was damaged, and he immediately went crazy with anger.

His strength was already slightly inferior to Ye Erniang's, but now that he has lost three success points, the gap between him and Ye Erniang is even greater.

When will he be able to take over as the second child?

"Murong Fu's martial arts is weird. I didn't expect that she, who comes from a famous family, would have a close connection with the Xingxiu sect. Moreover, he hasn't used the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift yet. He clearly had the opportunity to use it just now. Why..."

Duan Yanqing's eyes flickered and he felt doubtful, "This matter seems to need long-term consideration."

Ning Yuan finally performed the Beiming Divine Art, which obviously made Duan Yanqing extremely vigilant.

Ordinary people in the world can't tell the difference between Beiming Shen Gong and Hua Gong Dafa.

One is to absorb other people's skills for one's own use, and the other is to dissolve other people's internal energy.

The Beiming Divine Skill is so mysterious that no one except Xiaoyao Sanlao and Ding Chunqiu can recognize it.

On the other hand, Ding Chunqiu became famous for his power-transforming method, and everyone in the world knew about it.

"Boss, no matter how powerful Nan Murong is, he still lost to you, boss. If he hadn't escaped quickly, I'm afraid he would have died here today."

Yun Zhonghe immediately began to compliment.

Then he said with a look of pity: "That beautiful Taoist nun has been poisoned by my aphrodisiac. If she doesn't restrain herself...it's hateful, then Murong will seize my woman again!"

Yun Zhonghe became even more angry when he thought that the beauty he had obtained was snatched away by Ning Yuan.

Duan Yanqing's eyes flickered and he didn't say much, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He felt that with the strength Murong Fu had shown before, his palm might not be able to hurt the opponent.

Even if he charges up a blow, it shouldn't be so easy.

But Duan Yanqing soon stopped thinking about it.

……

On the other side, Ning Yuan put his arm around Dao Baifeng's waist and quickly shuttled through the dense forest.

Dao Baifeng's cheeks flushed, and it was unknown whether it was because of injury or something else.

After a long time, the two found a secluded cave and stopped.

"Thank you, Mr. Murong!"

As soon as Ning Yuan put the person down, Dao Baifeng also reacted, and hurriedly took a step back, holding her hands in front of her chest, holding the torn clothes that slipped off her shoulders, with a trace of embarrassment on her face.

Except for that time, he had never had such close contact with anyone.

What's more, the age of the person opposite was only a few years older than her son Duan Yu.

"I'm glad that Sanren is safe."

Ning Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "The leader of the four evil men is indeed worthy of his reputation."

"Mr. Murong, you are too serious. If it weren't for me, the evil many-ying would probably not be able to do anything to you."

Dao Baifeng shook her head. She could naturally see that the evil many-ying suffered a loss at the hands of Ning Yuan.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she hurriedly asked, "How is Mr. Murong's injury?"

"If it weren't for me, Mr. Murong wouldn't have been injured by the evil palm."

Dao Baifeng looked at the blood on Ning Yuan's mouth and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, a minor internal injury, I can still suppress it."

Ning Yuan said, forcing blood to flow out of the corner of his mouth again, but he looked at Dao Baifeng with concern, especially Dao Baifeng's exposed snow-white shoulders and the bright bloodstains, "How is Sanren's injury?"

"I heard from Yun Zhonghe that his steel claws are poisonous. Did Sanren feel anything strange?"

Dao Baifeng saw Ning Yuan's eyes falling on her shoulder, and then she realized that because of Yun Zhonghe's steel claws, not only did she leave a wound on her shoulder, but she also tore her clothes open, revealing the corset inside.

Especially, her Taoist robe was pulled down, and now she was only wearing a white lining, and she was in an awkward situation.

Her cheeks blushed slightly, and she quickly raised her hands to press the torn messy clothes to her chest, shook her head, and pretended to be calm and said: "They are all superficial injuries, I will bandage them later."

"As for the poison, I didn't feel it. I think Yun Zhonghe deliberately exaggerated."

Dao Baifeng silently exercised his power to feel it, but still didn't find anything unusual, so he said indifferently.

"That's good. I don't think there are many people living in this cave. It seems that we can only spend the night here tonight."

Ning Yuan looked at the dark cave on one side.

It was late at night, but fortunately the moonlight was bright, so it was clearly reflected.

Ning Yuan found some dry firewood and lit it in the cave, and the lights flickered.

"Sanren, I'll go guard outside, you bandage the wound first."

Ning Yuan took the initiative to say without waiting for Dao Baifeng to speak.

This made Dao Baifeng's face show a touch of gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Murong!"

Dao Baifeng said immediately.

Watching Ning Yuan walk out of the cave with his back to the cave, Dao Baifeng thought to himself: "This Mr. Murong is indeed handsome and upright, worthy of being the famous Nan Murong."

Then, Dao Baifeng tore off a piece of clothing from the corner of his clothes, trying to bandage the wound on his shoulder, so as to avoid exposing his shoulder all the time.

But after trying several times, Dao Baifeng found awkwardly that it seemed impossible to bandage the wound by himself in this position.

After a long time, Dao Baifeng, after a psychological struggle, still looked at Ning Yuan outside the cave.