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- "Yes!" Ding Xingqing agreed excitedly and waved her hand.
The thirteen girls flew towards the twelve youths, holding long swords, forming a sword array to surround them, keeping on guard, and stabbing their dantians slowly with the long swords.
The rigor of Ning Zhenzhen's actions has invisibly affected them, and they have become more rigorous and careful in their actions, and will not be careless.
Ning Zhenzhen stared at Wu Tong, and said indifferently, "Your Shenjian Peak has found a different way. You have to admire this way of revenge."
She has a wise heart and a clear mind, so she naturally saw through Wu Tong's plan, and launched it before Wu Tong gave the order, and at the same time suppressed Wu Tong with spiritual power.
This is the mystery that Flying Butterfly Palm learned by itself after reaching the extreme level. Of course, Fakong gave her some techniques.
Like a sword in front of Wu Tong's forehead.
Wu Tong's eyes were bloodshot, the whites of his eyes were completely red, and he was as fierce as a ghost.
His body trembled slightly, struggling to support himself.
He is also a great master, and he has felt Ning Zhenzhen's spiritual killing technique.
Once I let go of my aura, I will inevitably suffer a devastating blow, so I have been struggling to support but dare not move.
I can only let the masters I brought get injured by the sword array, and then watch them being stabbed in the dantian, disabling their martial arts.
He hated anger, and there was a fire burning in his heart. He really wanted to make a desperate move, or lay in ambush.
"Pfft!" She spat out another bloody arrow.
"Senior Sister Ding¡ª!" The girls were suddenly worried.
Originally thought it was just a shock damage, even if it was injured, it would not be serious, but it looks like this is definitely not the case now.
Ding Xingqing fell into Jing Xiaomei's arms, her face was as pale as gold paper, and a faint golden color appeared on her tender skin.
One can tell at a glance that the injury is extremely serious.
Jing Xiaomei's worried eyes turned red, "Senior Sister Ding"
"Come here!" Ning Zhenzhen said.
Jing Xiaomei hurriedly hugged Ding Xingqing to Ning Zhenzhen's side, watched Ning Zhenzhen stretch out her left hand, and gently pressed Ding Xingqing's vest.
"Pfft!" Ding Xingqing spat out another bloody arrow.
This blood arrow was black, exuding an astonishingly cold air, which made all the girls feel cold from a long distance away.
After Ding Xingqing squirted out this blood arrow, not only did he not feel weak, on the contrary, he was very energetic. With a long sigh of relief, he struggled out of Jing Xiaomei's arms.
Wu Tong raised his head fiercely, turned his body backwards, and shouted "Ah¡ª¡ª!"
The howling sound was like thunder, full of tragedy and unwillingness.
"" The howling stopped abruptly.
His body froze, he fell straight on his back, fell to the ground with a "bang", fell into a coma without moving.
Taking advantage of Ning Zhenzhen's distraction, he put all his energy into the bamboo forest.
Four small black dots had already appeared in the field of vision, and after Ning Zhenzhen blinked, they came close.
They saw the situation in the field with a glance, and knew that they had failed, so they drew their swords in the air and rushed towards Ning Zhenzhen.
The long swords in their hands are not the same, and there are subtle differences in the blades.
This subtle difference is easily overlooked by outsiders. Only the disciples of Shenjian Peak can tell that the swords in their hands are the four styles of the Eight Great Excalibur.
Facing their pounce, Ning Zhenzhen took the initiative to meet them, pounced on an old man gracefully like a butterfly, and hit him on the back before the old man changed his moves.
"Bang!" The old man flew out in disbelief.
He really couldn't believe everything he encountered, how could he be unable to catch a single move, and his cultivation was not that far behind!
Ning Zhenzhen folded in the air, dodged the other two swords, dodged behind another old man, and knocked him into the air with a light palm.
The four old men all looked like they had seen a ghost, whether they were knocked into the air or not, they all had the same look.
None of them could believe it, everything in front of them was too unimaginable.
Ning Zhenzhen's movement skills are mysterious, but no matter how mysterious their movement skills are, they will not be so superb, making their divine swords so vulnerable.
Ning Zhenzhen was as graceful as a butterfly, knocked the remaining two old men into the air, and landed lightly on the boulder. "
"Impossible!" Wu Tong said in a deep voice.
God Sword Peak suffered such a huge loss, how could it stop here!
Since Shenjianfeng dealt with various sects, it has never suffered such a big loss. How can it be spread?
Ning Zhenzhen smiled, "The elder who died last time was assassinating me. I had no choice but to fight back to protect myself. It was just a momentary miss. He made his mark for the sake of the master of the Nine Elements Sacred Cult. You??Shenjianfeng regards the performance of martial arts as nothing, and it is really full of confidence. "
The faces of the five people were ugly.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "As for now, our Jade Butterfly Sect is merciful. You want to kill us, but we only abolish you. It can be said that we have done the utmost benevolence."
Wu Tong remained silent.
If he were Mo Youlan, in that situation, he might have to kill him, kill him directly.
Mo Youlan was indeed merciful.
Of course she didn't dare to kill people because she was afraid of the power of Shenjian Peak, and she was not really kind and lenient.
But there is nothing to do if you really want to kill them.
People cannot be resurrected after death, even if the entire Jade Butterfly Sect is destroyed, there is no way to bring those disciples back to life.
So no matter what, Mo Youlan's attitude is still good.
Ning Zhenzhen said, "It's war or peace, it's a decision."
Wu Tong suddenly let out a sneer, "Mo Youlan, do you think you have a sure chance of winning, don't you?
No one will continue to uphold justice for an extinct sect.
Wu Tong looked at Ning Zhenzhen, "For the sake of not killing us, I spare your life. The other disciples can only die. Anyone who is an enemy of Shenjian Peak is dead!"
Ning Zhenzhen shook his head, "Sure enough, it is worthy of the Shenjian Peak. It is not less ruthless and domineering."
Wu Tong smiled proudly.
Ning Zhenzhen turned her head and glanced into the distance.
The dense green bamboo forest surged like waves, blocking her vision, but she was not too worried.
Ding Xingqing and the others, plus three senior sisters and six elders, were enough to deal with the ambush on Shenjian Peak.
The ambush on Shenjian Peak is only to intercept and kill the fish that slipped through the net, not the main force, and its strength is limited.
Amid the sound of fluttering clothes, the graceful figure of Jing Xiaomei appeared above the bamboo grove. She saw Mo Youlan from a distance, and then saw Wu Tong and the other five.
She hesitated for a moment, then accelerated to rush over.
Wu Tong and the others did not stop her, and looked at her with a smile, which made her even more nervous, and she was relieved when she came to Ning Zhenzhen.
Ning Zhenzhen said, "How?"
"Sovereign, we have already won, there are two masters in total." Jing Xiaomei replied softly, her eyes sparkling.
Ning Zhenzhen smiled and waved his hand.
Jing Xiaomei turned around and floated away, deliberately avoiding the direction of Wu Tong and the five of them, and walked around you! "
Ning Zhenzhen nodded, "That's true, so let's talk about it, what do you want?"
"Pretend this incident never happened." The skinny old man said coldly, "From now on, everyone will never violate the river water!"
Ning Zhenzhen laughed, "Are you really going to give up at Shenjian Peak?"
"I lost an elder, but he did act privately." The skinny old man said in a deep voice, "It's fate."
Ning Zhenzhen said, "Can your Shenjian Peak suffer losses and not take revenge?"
"With Sect Master Mo here, we will only lose more if we take revenge." The skinny old man said in a deep voice, "There is nothing we can do about it."
Ning Zhenzhen smiled and nodded, "This is the best way to avoid greater losses. You kill my Jade Butterfly Sect, and I will kill your masters. Killing them secretly one by one will always make you regret it."
"Exactly." The thin old man nodded and said, "Old man Jin Mingcheng, I can represent the elders of Shenjian Peak to make an agreement with you. From now on, the two wells will not interfere with the river water, and will no longer be hostile."
He raised his bony right palm.
Ning Zhenzhen stared at him.
The skinny old man looked calm, with calm and solemn eyes.
"Okay, then make an agreement." Ning Zhenzhen chuckled, nodded slightly, walked down the boulder, came to him, raised her white jade hand, and patted the skinny old man's right palm lightly.
"Bang!" The skinny old man flew out, spraying in the air and unable to return.
Ning Zhenzhen instantly separated two figures, and the two figures appeared behind the two old men respectively.
Because the two old men flew in opposite directions and couldn't see each other, they didn't know that the figure in front of them might be a phantom.
Their hairs stood on end, they just thought they were done, so they turned and fought back.
One of the old men hit the air, but the other old man was sent flying, spurting blood in the air, and fell heavily beside Wu Tong and the others with a "bang".
The old man who was shot in the air also felt that he had encountered a phantom, thinking that Ning Zhenzhen's body skills were superb, so he jumped out again, and was then sent flying out again.
Ning Zhenzhen drew his sword out of its sheath, and the light of the sword flashed, piercing several places on their bodies, not only Dantian and Tanzhong, but also six acupoints, completely destroying their power and becoming a real cripple.
The faces of the five people were ashen.
Ning Zhenzhen continued to unleash his sword, and abolished the previous six masters of Shenjian Peak again, completely abolishing them.
Ning Zhenzhen stood leaning on his sword, his face pale.
Her breathing became much heavier.
Wu Tong and the others stared at her with resentment and anger.
Although it is just abolishing their martial arts, it is actually no different from killing them. Abolishing their cultivation and no longer being a great master, the longevity of the great master can no longer be maintained.
Then they will die soon.
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The faces of the five people were ashen.
Ning Zhenzhen continued to unleash his sword, and abolished the previous six masters of Shenjian Peak again, completely abolishing them.
Ning Zhenzhen stood leaning on his sword, his face pale.
Her breathing became much heavier.
Wu Tong and the others stared at her with resentment and anger.
Although it is just abolishing their martial arts, it is actually no different from killing them. Abolishing their cultivation and no longer being a great master, the longevity of the great master can no longer be maintained.
Then they will die soon.
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