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

The girl's clear and calm voice came faintly from the side.

The monk under the sword talisman was already pale with fright.

Body shaking.

The group of monks who were still standing around him, listening to his recounting of the past, quickly dispersed.

He was afraid that the sword talisman would be affected at all.

"Since... naturally I saw it with my own eyes..."

The monk gritted his teeth and responded tremblingly.

Ning Ruan raised his hand and drew downwards in the air.

The three sword talismans that were originally motionless suddenly dropped.

After clinging to the monk's hair roots, he suddenly stopped.

"I want to listen to the truth. If I lie... I will die."

Ning Ruan looked over with a smile.

At the same time, Geng Er snorted coldly.

The pressure from the strong men of the Twelve Realms was overwhelming and moving towards the front.

thump--

The Eighth Realm monk, who was already trembling with fear, knelt down on the spot.

The people around him who originally wanted to take the opportunity to escape couldn't help but stop.

In front of the Twelve Realms, they couldn't escape at all.

Fortunately, they didn't say anything before. At best, they just watched the excitement, which shouldn't kill them.

"I said... I said, I didn't see it with my own eyes..."

The eighth-level monk was probably so scared that he collapsed and knelt on the ground, not caring that the person controlling the sword talisman was just a mere fifth-level person that he could destroy with just a raise of his hand.

He was so excited that he trembled and said: "I...I really didn't see it with my own eyes, but everyone said that more than a hundred years ago. Even...even Elder Yu of the Supreme Sect seemed to have admitted it himself. Something...I don't know, I don't know anything..."

"I don't know why you're saying you saw it with your own eyes?" Geng Er stared, looking like he was about to get angry.

He had actually heard of this matter more than a hundred years ago.

It's just that at that time, he was already at the beginning of the Twelve Realms and a casual cultivator. He was too busy practicing every day, so how could he bother to listen to these gossips?

Never would I have thought that today, more than a hundred years later, I could still have anything to do with this matter.

The eighth-level monk shivered, his face turning pale, "I just thought this was true...that's why..."

He's not a fool.

It's hard to tell that the group of people in front of them are clearly angry for Liu Yun.

"I know now that this matter must be false. I...I really shouldn't spread rumors. I was also deceived."

"You mean that Elder Yu personally admitted that Liu Yun was pestering him?" Ning Ruan slowly opened her lips.

At this point, the Eighth Realm monk still dared to lie. He nodded immediately and said: "Yes, I have a good friend who is a disciple of the Supreme Sect. He really heard what Elder Yu said with his own ears. If not, I would not really tell him. I believe these words."

"With the oath of the great road, everything you said just now is true, otherwise you will die." Ning Ruan looked at her.

With a calm tone, every one of them made the Eighth Realm monk feel his heart sink to the bottom of his heart.

However, he was only silent for a moment, and he could no longer withstand the intimidation brought by the three sword talismans above his head, "I can swear, I swear by the oath of the great road, if what I said before is half false, the fate of life and death will disappear. Don’t die a good death!”

"Yeah." Ning Ruan nodded.

And then no more.

The sword talisman is still hanging on the head of the Eighth Realm monk.

The Eighth Realm monks knelt on the ground in public.

"..."

No one told him to get up, so he didn't dare to get up.

Don't even dare to move a step.

He could only turn pale and silently curse the damn Elder Yu in his heart.

There is nothing wrong with preaching, but this kind of thing is preached.

"Miss Ning, your master's situation seems to be a little bad. Do we need to go up and help her?" Geng Er looked at the battle between several people in the sky and couldn't help but speak.

I have to say that Miss Ning’s master is indeed fierce.

With the cultivation level of the eleventh realm, he can resist four twelve realms and two eleventh realms.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Geng Er would really not be able to believe that someone in this world could do this.

Even he had to admit, 'Strong! '

How could such a woman be deeply in love?

"Being not."

Ning Ruan was also watching the battle above.

Her master... was beaten really badly.

He was beaten so badly and yet he didn't open his mouth to her, how could he really bear it.

Most people can’t help but think.

Ning Ruan's thoughts just came to an end.

Her master's voice came to her mind.

"My little disciple, do you have any good medicine that can quickly heal lightning strikes? If so, just nod and I'll lend it to you temporarily."

Ning Ruan nodded.

At the same time, I had some vague suspicions in my mind.

Her master... maybe he didn't mean to break through the realm by being beaten, right?

I also asked about Thunder Tribulation...

Twelve realms!

Only by breaking through the eleventh and twelve realms can one face the threat of thunder tribulation.

Ning Ruan looked at the Fu family mansion in the distance with great pity.

It's a bit miserable.

These elders of the Fu family stopped her master just above the Fu family's mansion.

The kind that has no place to escape.

Liu Yun was indeed beaten badly.

But soon.

She raised her head and drank a large gulp of strong wine.

She stared at the few people who were rushing towards her again, and the corners of her lips slowly raised, "Old fellow of the Fu family, are you ready? If you are, let's get started."

"???"

"Pretend to be a devil!"

Several elders of the Fu family were either confused or angry.

A mere eleventh level person managed to hold on for so long without dying in their hands.

This shame and humiliation is intolerable.

The few people who were really angry were ready to end the battle quickly.

But they just rushed up.

The sky, which was still sunny just now, suddenly became dark and covered with dark clouds, as if the entire Jiuxiao City was shrouded in darkness.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, as if countless giants were beating drums, which made people uneasy.

"This...this is..."

"Thunder Tribulation! No, she wants to survive the calamity!"

"Isn't she only at the eleventh level? How could she suddenly pass through the thunder tribulation of the twelfth level?"

"Something's wrong, this is definitely a thunder disaster!"

"Liu Yun, what do you want to do? Are you crazy?"

"Hahaha... Old guys, don't be afraid. I've always been a generous person. If there is a thunderstorm, let's survive it together. In the future, it will be a fateful friendship."

The woman in red standing above the Fu family laughed loudly.

No thought of leaving at all.

He even drank wine with his head tilted back.

A chic and carefree style.

"Damn it! Quick, activate the defensive formation!"

"Let all Fu family disciples enter the back mountain."

"Do you want to inform ancestor?"

"Ancestor must have known about such a big commotion outside, so he must activate the defensive formation first!"