The enemy was defeated.

Now, Ning Fan has killed about 50,000 of Han Qinhu’s 170,000 troops, and there are still 120,000 left, still attacking cities and strongholds.

But!

Ning Fan rushed straight to Han Qinhu’s lair, no matter how bloody it was outside, he only came one way and attacked Huanglong.

What can Han Qinhu do?

What can he do!

Is 120,000 troops a small number? Not a small number at all. If they are tied together, they can easily encircle and kill a nine-level saint.

Moreover, according to common sense, these 120,000 troops are divided into several routes to attack the city. Ning Fan has to go to put out the fire, otherwise he will have to watch the cities fall one by one.

But Ning Fan, this damn bastard, just danced the universe, as if he didn’t care about the life and death of other cities.

When faced with such a reckless guy, Han Qinhu had no way to deal with him.

If he ignored Ning Fan and let him come straight at him, his men would not be able to stop him.

After all, Ning Fan had eight hundred and thirty thousand Snow Dragon Riders under his command.

Once Ning Fan rushed over, if this guy killed Han Qinhu at all costs, Han Qinhu thought, it would be difficult for him to stop him.

The strategy must be changed!

Han Qinhu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but he still couldn’t help gritting his teeth. This damn bastard was really a headache.

Then, Han Qinhu issued an order in the middle of the night. Except for the 130,000 troops that were facing Ren Pingsheng, the rest of the troops attacking the city outside should come back immediately.

Besides, Han Qinhu sat in the tent and thought for most of the night, and he couldn’t help it after all.

The early morning of late autumn was very cold. Han Qinhu walked out of the tent, feeling the cold wind blowing in the air, and couldn’t help shrinking his neck and quickening his pace.

A moment later, in the city adjacent to the military camp.

In a small but extremely elegant courtyard, Han Qinhu and an old woman with gray hair and a silver dragon-headed cane sat in the courtyard.

“Grandma Yinhua, you must take action, otherwise, Ning Fan, the damn bastard, will kill us with his own powerful combat power!”

“The key is that he is so bold that he dared to kill the three great saints of our Qingcheng Mountain!”

“For so many years, even in the holy places such as Vajra Temple, Longhu Mountain, and Xiao Leiyin, few people dared to shout at Qingcheng Mountain, let alone kill people!”

Han Qinhu said hurriedly.

The old woman called Granny Yinhua smiled slightly: “Han Qinhu, you have 300,000 troops, are you afraid of Ning Fan?”

“If it’s about fighting under my command, I’m naturally not afraid of him, but Ning Fan’s cultivation is too damn high. God knows how this guy cultivates.”

“The top combat power is not matched, which will have a huge impact on the entire battle situation.”

“And Granny, if I lose, doesn’t it mean that Qingcheng Mountain is also defeated!”

“In this era of great contention, it is important to be the first!”

“Ning Fan has the Demon Heart Sect behind him, Jiang Lan has Longhu Mountain behind him, Jiang Tian has the Supreme Temple behind him, and Yang Xiao has the Vajra Temple behind him. Once they seize the opportunity, the reputation of Qingcheng Mountain in the world in the future will be…”

Han Qinhu kept analyzing to Granny Yinhua.

Granny Yinhua smiled helplessly: “Okay, okay, you just want me to go there, okay, okay, I will go there myself!”

Granny Yinhua stood up with a smile, looked at Han Qinhu in front of her and shook her head: “You, Qingcheng Mountain has taken enough care of you over the years.”

“You have to work harder and don’t let your mother down!”

“Your mother has some kindness to Qingcheng Mountain, and this is also the most precious wealth she left for you.

“We have top giants, and they are nothing short of us!”

“Even if the second best in the world in Wudi City comes, our ancestor can stop him.”

“But you, you can’t keep losing, otherwise, I’m not sure how long Qingcheng Mountain will stand behind you.”

Granny Yinhua sighed.

Han Qinhu nodded repeatedly: “Don’t worry, Granny, in this battle, I will definitely overturn the entire Liangzhou, and that damn Ning Fan will be in trouble! ”

At noon, Ning Fan slowly walked out of the house.

“Wood Wolf!”

Ning Fan shouted.

Wood Wolf quickly ran over from a distance.

“Go, tell Liu Laozhi to get ready!” Ning Fan said casually.

After all, it is an army of 60,000. If they want to march, they have to give them some time. After all, not everyone is a Great Snow Dragon Rider who can do it in an instant.

Stop.

Han Qinhu!

Ning Fan’s only target is Han Qinhu.

To capture a thief, first capture the leader. Killing Han Qinhu will naturally solve the Liangzhou disaster.

Just as Ning Fan was thinking about how to kill the next way, suddenly, a thrilling breath came quickly from afar.

Ning Fan frowned, and his figure turned into a ball of white mist and disappeared.

Outside the city, in the air.

Boom! ! !

I saw spiritual power suddenly appear in the void, and then the space on all sides shattered directly with crackling, and then Ning Fan’s figure appeared immediately.

“What a Ning Fan!”

With a laugh, the figure of Grandma Yinhua slowly appeared opposite Ning Fan.

“Who are you?”

Ning Fan frowned, he didn’t know the old woman in front of him.

Grandma Yinhua smiled: “Qingcheng Mountain, others call me Grandma Yinhua.”

Is it her? !

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed with surprise. This Silver Flower Granny is no small character. She has been a Nine-fold Saint for more than 300 years.

She is also very famous. She is definitely not a small character at the bottom. Instead, she has the support of Qingcheng Mountain and is extremely powerful. She can be said to be one of the best in the world.

“It seems that Silver Flower Granny is here to ask for punishment.”

Ning Fan’s eyes flickered slightly.

Silver Flower Granny shook her head: “No, no, no, I don’t have the qualifications to dare to ask the Grand Commander for punishment.”

“A guest is a guest. The Grand Commander can’t even let me drink a bowl of tea?”

Ning Fan sneered in his heart. This old guy has a lot of things to do.

“Then, please come into the city.”

After that, the figures of the two disappeared together.

A moment later, in the back court of the city.

The two sat down, and Mulang brought a pot of hot tea, and then left.

“Tsk tsk, the Grand Commander really opened my eyes.”

“Even the one who served tea was a powerful soul master!”

Granny Yinhua looked at the departing Wood Wolf with shock in her eyes.

Soul!

This is the strongest person under the Great Sage.

Even in such a chaotic world, the Great Sages don’t often show up, and each one is extremely mysterious.

So in the eyes of ordinary people and ordinary forces, the soul is already the strongest person they can see.

But now, under Ning Fan’s command, it is used to serve tea?

“Granny Yinhua, just say what you want to say.”

Ning Fan frowned and spoke in a deep voice.

Granny Yinhua smiled faintly: “I came here this time to ask the Grand Commander… to cease fire!”


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