Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Na Xun's face was gloomy, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He smashed the half-broken weapon in his hand to the ground with great force, making a dull sound. Then, a flash of light passed by, and another sharp sword appeared in his hand.

He held the hilt tightly, the blade flashing with cold light, exuding a sharp aura. Na Xun took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and rushed towards Fu Ling'er opposite with a firm look.

Fu Ling'er was concentrating on watching Na Xun. When she saw him rushing towards her, she immediately raised the God-killing Sword in her hand and quickly took on Na Xun's attack. The two of them fought fiercely again.

"Clang, clang, clang."

With a few crisp metal collision sounds, Na Xun and Fu Ling'er's swords crossed in the air, sparks flew. Their movements were swift and agile, and every confrontation was full of power and skill. Both sides tried their best to break through the other's defense.

However, as time went on, the advantage of being one level higher in cultivation became apparent. Fu Ling'er's sword was swift and fierce, and each move was as fast as lightning. Na Xun was forced to retreat step by step by this fast-paced attack.

The divine power in his body was gradually exhausted, but he saw that Fu Ling'er's divine power seemed to be endless. Not only did she not look weak and powerless, but she fought more and more fiercely.

He gradually felt frightened and terrified. How could someone have such a strong divine power? No wonder Ye Shuo died at the hands of this bitch.

Is he going to follow in Ye Shuo's footsteps today?

No, he absolutely cannot die. It has only been a few days since he became the Pavilion Master. He has not yet led the family to glory. How could he die?

"Pfft"

The Sword of the God of Death once again cut a deep wound on Xun's arm, and blood splattered.

Na Xun looked like he had been fished out of a pool of blood, with his wounds bleeding continuously. He had already realized that the sword in Fu Ling'er's hand was unusual.

He was already weak on his feet, dizzy, and had no strength to resist Fu Ling'er's next attack.

It's over. He's going to die.

He was unwilling to die like this, as he still had many wishes that had not been fulfilled.

Can't die, oh! By the way, Dad, where is his dad?

"father……"

Just as Fu Ling'er attacked again, Na Xun let out a shrill and desperate cry. He stared with wide eyes, watching the God-killing Sword approaching him inch by inch, but he was powerless. At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to raise the sword in his hand to block it.

"puff,"

With a dull sound, the Sword of the God of Death mercilessly pierced Naxun's chest. Blood gushed out from the wound, staining his clothes and the surrounding ground red. Naxun's eyes gradually dimmed, and the breath of life was quickly fading.

"No...Xun'er," Na Kun, who was not far away, witnessed this scene, his eyes were bloodshot and his heart was filled with grief. He just watched Fu Ling'er draw out the God-killing Sword, bringing blood. Na Xun's body slowly fell to the ground.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and he could only hear his son's voice calling him.

"father……"

"Ah...bitch, I'm going to fight you...No one can step out of here today. An Yi, activate the formation for me. I want them all to be buried with my son." Na Kun's scarlet eyes swept across the crowd of people fighting fiercely, and finally his eyes stopped on Fu Ling'er.

The overwhelming anger made him burst out with unprecedented strength in an instant, and he slashed fiercely at the bearded man who attacked him. The sword energy with sharp and powerful murderous aura repelled the axe in the bearded man's hand. Na Kun took the opportunity to make a feint, then stepped back and flashed towards Fu Ling'er to kill her.

Na Kun originally planned not to attack all the guests. Making too many enemies would not be good for the family, so he asked An Yi to hide in the dark and guard the formation, waiting for his order.

But now that his sons are dead, what else does he have to worry about? Naturally, no one can leave alive.

An Yi couldn't wait to charge out, and was anxiously waiting for his master's order. When he heard Na Kun's order, he inserted the skull flag in his hand into the designated position without hesitation.

Instantly, the skull flag emitted a dazzling fiery red light. Like a burning flame, it also glowed with a strange green light and carried a fiery breath. Then, a fiery red line quickly jumped to the ground, extending along a specific trajectory. The burning line of fire spread on the ground and soon jumped to the second skull flag.

The second skull flag was also lit. Suddenly, a beam of fire shot up into the sky. Countless lines of fire suddenly emerged in front of the ground and spread in all directions.

The fire line spread to the third skull and crossbones flag, the fourth... As the skull and crossbones flags lit up, the dragnet woven by the fire lines gradually spread out in all directions, and some of the people in the battle were enveloped in it.

An Yi was still excited. Looking at the fiery red net that was gradually rising up, his heart was filled with emotion. He seemed to have seen those people trying to survive in the formation.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!

Na Kun caught a glimpse of the fiery red light from the corner of his eyes, and he knew that the formation had been activated. Na Kun couldn't help crying and smiled coldly, looking at Fu Ling'er with a fierce and crazy look. He seemed to have seen the scene of Fu Ling'er struggling in the formation.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. The more he fought, the further he retreated. He wanted to leave the range of the formation as soon as possible.

Fu Ling'er naturally saw that the formation had been activated. Seeing Na Kun's proud and crazy smile, she also suddenly smiled widely.

Hey, did you really think that an evil formation could trap her? What a joke.

Still want to run? No way.

Fu Ling'er danced with the sword in her hand so tightly that it was impenetrable. The sword energy was like a rainbow. She chased Na Kun closely and would not give him any chance to retreat.

Seeing that the big red net was about to cover him, Na Kun became anxious. His son had already died, and he must not let anything happen to him again.

The next moment, a teleportation talisman appeared in his hand. This was a way for him to escape. Just as he was about to activate it, Fu Ling'er discovered it. She would not give Na Kun a chance to escape.

It's too late to say.

Fu Ling'er used the Chaos Field again. Na Kun's cultivation level was equal to Fu Ling'er's. If she wanted to trap Na Kun with overwhelming advantage, she would need some more strength.

So Fu Ling'er immediately sent a message to Feifei.

"Fei Fei, I need your help this time. Give me strength."

"Okay, Master, watch me."

In the space, Feifei saw her friends fighting fiercely, and she was eager to try. At this moment, Fu Linger gave an order, and Feifei immediately copied her power on her master.

In the chaotic realm, Na Kun watched the teleportation symbol being burned to ashes in vain, while he remained where he was. At the same time, the stiffness of his body made Na Kun feel that something was wrong.

He knew how powerful the domain skills were, so he didn't dare to take it lightly. He quickly circulated the divine power in his dantian, and the divine power quickly flowed through his meridians. After a while, his stiff body improved.