I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

The gray-robed monk is very confident.

Unless the monk surnamed Mo was sick, it would be impossible for him to risk his life and that of his friends for a stranger.

but……

For a long time after he finished speaking, the voice of the young man in black was not heard.

He didn't even move.

It’s just that I no longer support the iron pot with all my strength.

The gray-robed monk could not see his intention.

He could only continue to say in a deep voice: "To tell you the truth, this is the Jiugong Enchantment lineup. If you hope to delay the time until others come to rescue, you can give up."

"They can't come."

"Unless one of them knows the Nine Palaces Confusion Formation, or... can be like her, with countless talismans that can be destroyed at will."

Yes, in the view of the gray-robed monk, Ning Ruan's operation was destroying the unknown black ball.

The level of prodigality that even he can't control will always bring out some jealousy that he doesn't want to admit.

The young man in black listened quietly.

next moment.

A dark dagger with a faint light flew out of the body.

It is said that it is a short sword, but it is not actually a short sword.

But because... this is a broken sword.

There is no tip.

A good long sword looks like it has been cut in half.

Ning Ruan stared at the sword, and then spoke to the young man in black, with a calm and familiar tone. No one would doubt the fact that they knew each other, "Leave this person to me."

The gray-robed monk, no matter what, was the piece of shit that wiped out her mother's entire clan.

If you don't kill him with your own hands, this trip to the Daqing Mountains will be in vain.

The young man in black nodded, turned around and flew towards Fu Yang with his sword.

"Out of control."

He was only at the tenth level of cultivation, but now he was suppressed to the eighth level. With such strength, he actually dared to rush towards him without hesitation.

Fu Yang couldn't help but sneer.

At the moment when the two of them fought.

Ning Ruan also moved.

No fancy skills.

As if the swords and talismans in the sky were free of charge, they all hit the gray-robed monk.

"..."

Although it was expected.

But when he saw such a scene, the gray-robed monk was still furious and his face was ferocious.

He didn't hesitate.

While activating his body's defensive weapons and dodging like crazy, he raised his hand and a flash of light hit Ning Ruan.

Even though they were far away, Ning Ran could still feel the terrifying light.

Dirty, evil, bloodthirsty, mixed with a variety of bad things.

There is no doubt that as long as you come into contact with it, there will only be one end.

And it was an extremely miserable death.

But she's not stupid, so why should she bear it?

Ning Ruan quickly hid under the iron pot. The moment the dim light fell... the defensive shield that was supposed to be eroded did not move at all.

Instead, the iron pot suddenly burst into purple flames.

Accompanied by bursts of thunder and explosions.

Extraordinarily bright and harsh.

The moment the ghost light came into contact with the purple gunpowder, it was completely swallowed up.

The gray-robed monk stared wide-eyed and slowly uttered three words: "Purple Thunder Fire..."

There is actually a strange fire in this pot!

Ning Ruan really never thought that this dim light would activate the strange fire again.

But when the strange fire comes out, it's quite cool to be able to restrain the dog's dark aura.

She didn't hesitate.

While the gray-robed monk was still shocked after being injured, he threw two more stacks of sword talismans with his backhand.

Seeing the brilliant sword light that filled the sky like a rain of flowers, the gray-robed monk's breath froze.

The threat of death is coming.

He no longer dared to avoid the sword talisman while still having his hands free to fight like before.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

escape!

But after all, he still thought too much.

Ning Ruan didn't give him a chance to escape at all.

Shishi, who was already restrained and immune to spiritual attacks, now became a burden restricting the opponent's escape.

The gray-robed monk never thought that he would die in such a miserable state.

He doesn't want to die.

I don't understand how he ended up in this situation when he was just dealing with a young monk who was only in the fifth realm.

Countless rays of sword light struck like wind and rain from all directions in the west.

He could clearly feel that his body was being penetrated by sword talismans.

Just like the eleventh-level monk from the Fu family who could no longer die, he would soon end up with only a corpse riddled with holes.

……

"Wake up, don't pretend to be dead."

The gray-robed monk didn't expect that he could still be conscious.

You can even hear the girl's voice whispering like a demon.

Snapped……

There was a sharp pain in the chest.

The gray-robed monk woke up in pain.

"I just said I couldn't die, and it was a waste of several of my defensive weapons."

Although he said this, Ning Ruan was actually quite happy.

Those defensive weapons were all procured for free and had no other use than occupying positions.

Originally, I planned to auction it again after arriving in the next city.

I didn't expect to use it here first.

"You...you saved me?" The gray-robed monk's consciousness gradually returned.

As if recalling the scene before he fell into coma, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and stared at Ning Ruan as if he was seeing a ghost.

"I saved you." Ning Ruan nodded.

Before the gray-robed monk could speak, she turned to look to the side. The young man in black was piercing Fu Yang's heart with a sword.

The latter's eyes widened.

It seemed that he couldn't believe that he would die in the opponent's hands so easily.

Mo Xuan raised his hand casually, and the broken sword immediately flew back into his body.

Although he killed someone, he still didn't have much emotion.

He just quietly raised his eyes and looked towards Ning Ruan.

"Second Senior Brother, thank you very much!"

The girl met his gaze and spoke with a clear voice.

Mo Xuan looked at her and slowly opened his lips: "Red Sky Sect, Invincible Peak, Mo Xuan."

Ning Ruan raised his eyes slightly and raised his voice: "Red Sky Sect, Invincible Peak, Ning Ruan."

"Yes." Mo Xuan nodded expressionlessly, then lowered his eyes and glanced at the embarrassed gray-robed monk on the ground, "Enemy?"

"Private feud!" Ning Ruan said first.

Gray-robed monk: "..."

"Ahem..." He raised his head with difficulty, looking extremely weak, "When did I...have a grudge against you?"

He was very sure that he had never even seen this dead girl's face.

And if he really had a grudge, why would he be revived?

Snapped……

Ning Ruan kicked the opponent in the chest again.

"Qingyun Prefecture, Ning Family...you may have forgotten."

"But if I talk about the daughter of the Xin family, do you think of something?"

"Xin...daughter of the Xin family..." the gray-robed monk murmured.

It seemed that he finally remembered something.

His already pale face turned even more ashen.

"It turns out...it's them...are you a bloodline of that family?"

"Hahaha... I believed in those losers too much back then. I actually... seriously thought that they had been eradicated..."

"Today's situation... was caused by my own carelessness..."

The gray-robed monk suddenly laughed.

At this moment, what else doesn't he understand?

The reason why people saved him was probably because they didn't want him to die so easily.

He has no chance of surviving the revenge of destroying his family.