The sword was so powerful that it could not be broken.

When this sword with the power of breaking the sky came out, Chu Yanbing felt that his soul was scattered, his whole body was cold, and even his heart stopped beating.

Escape!!!

This was the only thought in his mind at this time.

The moment Ning Fan stabbed the sword, Chu Yanbing had already turned around and fled. The speed was so fast that it was amazing. He escaped from the scope of the sword in the blink of an eye.

“Chu Yanbing, if we attack together, we may not be able to block this sword!”

And the other Nine-fold Saint, whose body was filled with lightning, was full of ferocious eyes and shouted angrily.

But when he turned around to look for Chu Yanbing’s trace, he was stunned.

Chu Yanbing…had already fled!

He turned his head and looked at the terrifying knife light that was already killing him, his eyes were fierce: “I don’t believe it, you can still chop me alive with one knife!”

This Ninth Saint roared, although his words were cruel, but he had no confidence at all.

With a push of his palms, a thunder like a sky curtain suddenly rose up and stood in front of him, the lightning crackled and blocked him behind him.

Bang! ! !

But when the knife light slashed down, the thunder sky curtain that seemed as solid as a rock, but it shattered in an instant, like paper.

“No!!!”

This Ninth Saint panicked, and quickly raised his hands and pushed horizontally, trying to use it to block the deadly knife!

The knife light fell and landed on his arms.

Puff!

Without any signs, his arms instantly turned into blood mist and sprayed in the air. Even bones and flesh were shattered by this knife.

“Chu Yanbing!!! I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!!!”

The Ninth-Layer Saint screamed continuously, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

Puff!!!

The knife light sank again, and the head of the Ninth-Layer Saint exploded directly, followed by his body, which completely collapsed under this knife.

In the distance, Chu Yanbing, who was running away, looked at the terrible scene in front of him in horror, and even his heart did not dare to beat. He only felt a chill all over his body.

Too strong, the combat power displayed by Ning Fan was simply too terrifying. With one knife, he killed a top-level great saint?

Ning Fan must have used a forbidden technique, otherwise, he would never have been able to burst out such a terrible combat power.

If this was Ning Fan’s original fighting power, then the two of them would have been dead long ago, and Ning Fan would have killed them one by one.

But even though Chu Yanbing knew that this knife was a forbidden technique, he was still frightened and shocked.

Ning Fan held the Tianhuang knife in his hand, his eyes like thunder!

“Chu Yanbing, if we meet again, I dare not guarantee that you can survive!”

Ning Fan grinned at Chu Yanbing.

Whoosh, he leaned over and rushed down, raised his knife and killed a gap in the army below. These ordinary soldiers could not stop Ning Fan’s unparalleled killing!

Chu Yanbing stood in the air, gritting his teeth, but helplessly watched Ning Fan leave with the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun and the Great Snow Dragon Riders.

The battle stopped temporarily.

The two armies added up to more than 200,000, plus the two Nine-fold Saints joined forces, but they did not leave Ning Fan behind, but were killed by Ning Fan!

This price is a bit high!

Chu Yanbing’s eyes flashed with fire. Over the years, he had never felt so aggrieved. Being oppressed by one person was a great shame for him!

“Kill!”

Chu Yanbing felt that he had to vent his inner madness!

Immediately, he jumped and killed Jiang Tian’s army of more than 100,000, carrying a big gun, like a wolf among sheep!

And the troops under Jiang Tian’s command obviously did not expect that the ally who had temporarily cooperated would turn around and attack him!

The war… continued!

Half an hour later, Ning Fan led his men to the outside of a city.

The city gate was closed and the city wall was heavily guarded.

“Open the city gate!”

Ning Fan looked up with a bad look.

A general on the city wall leaned down and his face changed: “Which side are you from? Don’t you know the rules? You can fight, but you must not disturb the people in the city!”

“Set up camp outside and rest. It’s impossible to enter the city!”

Not allowed to enter the city?

Ning Fan’s eyes were grim and he grinned: “I’ll give you another chance. Open the city gate for me. My people want to go into the city to rest!”

“General, you should know the rules. Chairman Hongfu has warned you that no matter what force, even the imperial army, is allowed to enter the city!”

“If you want to fight, you fight outside the city. If anyone dares to enter the city, disturb the people, and disrupt the city, then he is the enemy of the entire Jiangnan!”

“Don’t make things difficult for me, and don’t make yourself uncomfortable.”

The general sneered and spoke loudly.

Ning Fan’s eyes were filled with murderous intent: “Shameless guy, kill him!”

Swish!

Gao Shun soared into the air, holding a spear in his hand, and shot the general through with one shot under the horrified gaze of all the guards on the city wall!

“Open the city gate!”

Gao Shun held a spear in his hand, and the general who was shot through was still hanging on the spear. Blood dripped down the spear and fell to the ground, which made the soldiers feel horrified.

After the death, the city gate was naturally opened, and Ning Fan led the army into the city.

The originally bustling city was instantly cleared after Ning Fan and others entered the city.

Ning Fan was too lazy to pay attention, and ordered Gao Shun to find a place to rest temporarily, and not to disturb the people in the city. This was Ning Fan’s bottom line.

These people are innocent. Although Ning Fan forced his way into the city, he would not allow his men to do evil in the city.

In a house.

There were people living here. Ning Fan gave this family some silver and asked them to stay in the inn. This place was his temporary place to stay.

After a while, Gao Shun came.

“What are the casualties?”

Ning Fan’s face was slightly gloomy.

Gao Shun frowned: “Thousands of people died in the Xianzhen Camp, but not many in the Fengyun Camp, just over a hundred. The Great Snow Dragon Riders and the Eighteen Yanyun Riders did not die, but a few were injured.”

More than a thousand casualties!

Ning Fan’s pupils almost tore when he heard these numbers.

“Ming Xuan!!!”

“Let the dome check for me and pull Ming Xuan out for me. I will tear him into pieces!”

Ning Fan shouted angrily.

How long has it been?

From the time he was in the North until now, more than two years have passed, and no one of his own has stabbed him in the back or plotted against him.

Now, another Ming Xuan has popped up.

This is absolutely unbearable for Ning Fan.

Moreover, more than a thousand elite soldiers died because of this.

If he hadn’t used the Martial God Technique at the end and caught Chu Yanbing and the other two off guard, I’m afraid there would be more casualties.

They had just entered Jiangnan, and the real war hadn’t started yet, but so many people had been lost. Ning Fan couldn’t accept it.

Gao Shun looked at Ning Fan’s rare anger and didn’t dare to breathe.

“We have to find a suitable time to pull out the Jinfan Army. This is the trump card. If we want to fight, we have to catch the enemy by surprise and hurt them thoroughly!”

Ning Fan took a deep breath, but he couldn’t suppress his anger.


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