Quiet, eerily quiet.

The air seemed to be frozen.

Ning Tao stiffened, and Zhengzheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to shout, but it felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he stood frozen on the spot, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

Like a thunderbolt striking down.

Blank, dull, and even more unbelievable.

"No...little sister?"

Jiang Chen, Huang Quan roared with red eyes, and rushed forward desperately, like a crazed lion, while Xiaoshuang and Xiaoshu went crazy.

Break through the obstacles in one fell swoop.

And Wu Junchen was already frightened.

Suicide? Is this woman so cruel? He has also played with many women of all kinds, but he has never seen a chaste woman who committed suicide as soon as she tore off her clothes.

The key is that Ning Tao actually came back.

He even saw it with his own eyes!

"Huh...huh..."

Wu Junchen was horrified, turned pale and fell back, trembling: "No...it's not me, it's herself..."

The middle-aged Supreme Uncle Han was also dumbfounded. He felt as if he had fallen into an icy valley and his scalp exploded. He rushed out trembling and trembling, exclaiming: "Ning... Fellow Taoist Ning, this is purely a misunderstanding. I didn't want to kill her at all."

"Misunderstanding, what a misunderstanding..."

Jiang Chen snatched Yu Xiaomei's body back, hugged her tightly, and roared: "I gave shit to your ancestors, it was you, you were the one who harmed her!"

"Hoo...ho..."

Xiaoshuang and Xiaoshu rushed forward to kill them.

They almost lost their minds, but with their strength they couldn't hurt Uncle Han, and they were all pushed back.

But at this moment, Ning Tao fell from the sky blankly, looking at Yu Xiaomei's body with trembling eyes. After looking for a long time, like a robot, he said stiffly: "I just want to ask, who killed her?"

"It was him and this bunch of bastards who forced my little sister to death," the old man from Huangquan said with his red eyes hysterical.

Use your whole life to point at them.

Mixed with endless hatred.

As soon as the words came out, Wu Junchen screamed in horror: "He...he talked nonsense, he slandered, that woman obviously committed suicide, what does...what does it have to do with me?"

"She stole my things. I...I haven't asked her yet. You...don't mess around..."

When he heard this, Uncle Han cursed in his heart. He dared to confuse right and wrong. He was stupid. He immediately retreated and explained: "Friend Daoist Ning, this is really a misunderstanding. My young master really doesn't want to go against you."

"If you have any conditions, you can mention them as you please, and our Taixuan Shenzong will definitely do our best to make up for it."

But Ning Tao stood up slowly, like a devil awakening in hell. The devil raised his head full of murderous intent and said ferociously: "I only want you all to die!"

"Hmph, that's such a loud tone. Brother Ning, don't you take me, Wu, and Taixuan seriously?"

A sword light fell rapidly.

It was Wu Yifan who hurriedly came to meet him.

In the distance, seven or eight disciples came to join together in two groups, dusty and dusty, and fought their way out of the beast tide.

When they saw Wu Yifan, Uncle Han, and Wu Junchen, they were overjoyed and said excitedly: "Brother, you are finally back. These bastards stole my sword and committed suicide. They actually want to put the responsibility on me..."

But Wu Yifan glared coldly, only glanced at everyone present, and then looked at Uncle Han.

The latter shook his head.

In an instant, he understood that as long as he looked at the opposite of what Wu Junchen said, it was the truth.

"Haha, what a Taixuan Divine Sect, such a well-known and upright family, what a pair of brothers, the weak eat the strong, with a human face and a beast's heart. If I can reach the top in the future, I will kill your whole Taixuan family, leaving no chickens or dogs behind."

Jiang Chen roared ferociously.

A red murderous intention, as if it were real.

Such a good woman was forced to death by these beasts. It is an unfair fate and an unfair fate!

But Wu Yifan glanced at him, not knowing Jiang Chen, but said coldly: "You don't know whether to live or die, how dare you threaten to destroy me, Taixuan? If it weren't for Brother Ning's sake, you would already be dead."

Then he ignored him, stared at Ning Tao and said: "I understand the matter. It is really a misunderstanding. Brother Ning, don't be surprised."

But Ning Tao laughed angrily, with scarlet murderous intent surging ferociously, and said solemnly: "Are you surprised? Are you upset with a group of dead people? You underestimate me!"

As soon as the words came out, Wu Junchen glared and said in a pretentious manner: "You actually dare to talk to my elder brother like this? Are you impatient with life? You don't even look at how much you weigh, do you really think I'm giving you face?"

"

Uncle Han's expression changed drastically.

Because at this moment, Ning Tao seemed to be about to move, but Wu Yifan actually drew his sword and slashed behind him.

With just a "swipe" sound, an arm was cut off.

"Ahhhhh..."

"I...my hand, no...ahhhh..."

Wu Junchen screamed in pain and did not understand what was going on. However, his left arm was chopped off at the root.

Everything happens in an instant.

Uncle Han and others were stunned. Even though Wu Yifan was usually calm, he actually loved his younger brother the most. Otherwise, he would not just scold him if he made big mistakes repeatedly.

But now he actually cut off his arm personally, which was shocking enough for them.

The young master is really angry.

Wu Yifan stood indifferently, holding the sword, turned around and pressed, looking down and said: "Using an arm of the second young master of Taixuan Shenzong in exchange for the life of this unknown maid, I think... it should be enough, right?"

However, Ning Tao laughed, Jiang Chen went crazy, and the old men in Huangquan burst into tears with wild laughter.

"You are so self-righteous!"

Ning Tao growled ferociously, word by word: "I will make your Taixuan Shenzong regret having Wu Junchen! In my eyes, all of you are not as good as a little girl, so... you all deserve to die!"

With a "boom", divine power exploded, and a bolt of lightning shot out instantly, like a rolling thunder.

"Four hundred and ten million times...the melting pot of fighting spirit!"

"Stunt skill, Apocalypse!"

"Kill~"

Wu Yifan's pupils shrank and an angry look flashed across his face. In his eyes, he had already made his final retreat.

Could that lowly woman be compared with his brother? If he crushed an ant to death, would he still have to be buried with a person? He thought this was a joke!

Although he does not want to be an enemy of Ning Tao, it does not mean that he is afraid of Ning Tao. On the contrary, he has no fear. Would a fourth-level supreme be afraid of a first-level?

Ning Tao has a trump card, doesn’t he?

"Hmph, you are so shameless. I want to see what the world-famous Ning Tao is capable of!"

Wu Yifan instantly drew his sword with anger.

One sword is mysterious and mysterious, illuminating the earth and nine states.

Ning Tao is like a fire dragon, and the soft sword in his hand is as thin as a cicada's wing, but it is a murderous weapon. The two swords are intertwined, sparks are flying, and the two terrifying energies are intertwined to form an energy ball that expands crazily.

"Boom...Boom..."

"Idiot, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you leave quickly?" Wu Yifan resisted and cursed.

Uncle Han's eyelids twitched, and he was horrified. He quickly grabbed Wu Junchen, who was screaming, and told his men to retreat first. Their numbers were basically useless against Ning Tao.

But for some reason, Jiang Chen and the others, with red eyes, hugged Yu Xiaomei and backed away crazily.

He even jumped into a cave.

Thousands of branches are densely entangled and protected.

At this time, Ning Tao activated his golden body and said with ferocious eyes: "I just said that they are just a bunch of dead people. I...will definitely keep my word!"

Just as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly jumped out on his shoulder. Wu Yifan's pupils shrank and he was startled. He thought it was some kind of hidden weapon or a move?

But he found out that he was a black charcoal villain.

"what?"

Dahei was also angry at this moment. It was time to blow up these little bastards. He immediately called out a black bowl, from which more than a hundred star points flew out, as well as a magic crystal. It turned out to be one hundred and sixty-eight

Block of star beads.

"What...what? You...what are you going to do?" Wu Yifan's pupils shrank instantly and he screamed.

But Ning Tao's eyes flashed with madness, and he spat out a cold voice: "Explode!"

"no, do not want……"
Chapter completed!