The new year is coming, and the new year is coming.

Host: Ning Fan

Cultivation: Early stage of Spiritual Sea (0/90000)

Magic power: Powerful Bull Demon Sutra L10 (0/1000) Mad Demon Thirteen Swords L10 (0/1000) Great Freedom Immortal Method L2 (0/10000)

Great Sun Immortal Body L2 (0/10000)

Magic weapon: Ten Thousand Life Visualization Map

Forces under his command: Great Snow Dragon Rider, Dome, Black Dragon Platform.

Experience value: 103

After the experience value was consumed to the point where it could no longer be increased, Ning Fan looked at his brand new attribute panel and fell into deep thought.

The experience points required to upgrade the Powerful Bull Demon Sutra and the Mad Demon Thirteen Blades are fixed at 1,000 points after level five, and they have not increased like other magical powers.

Of course, this also shows that these two magical powers are not as good as the Great Freedom Immortal Method and the Great Sun Immortal Body in terms of level, and are even far apart, as can be seen from the required experience points.

But even so, the improvement of the two magical powers is also a great benefit to Ning Fan.

What the Powerful Bull Demon Sutra brings to Ning Fan is a pure physical improvement!

Qi, blood, and strength have all been greatly increased. Of course, this increase is still a lot worse than the improvement of the Great Sun Immortal Body.

But for Ning Fan, who is only in the early stage of the Spirit Sea, it is enough.

And the Mad Demon Thirteen Blades brought Ning Fan a qualitative change in his swordsmanship. Not only is the power enhanced, but it also makes his swordsmanship have a lot of progress.

Ning Fan looked at the experience points he needed to upgrade and was really headache.

Ninety thousand, a full ninety thousand!

The dog system is really dark!

However, after reaching the Spiritual Sea Realm, Ning Fan will be able to start his real practice. By then, his breakthrough methods will be more diverse, and practice can also increase his experience.

“It’s time to see who the so-called Shenwu Sect is!”

Ning Fan’s eyes flickered, as if a cold blade was looming in them.

That night, news came from the sky, about the Shenwu Sect.

Shenwu Sect, a sect in the northern border, has 600 strong men in the sect, of which only 100 are above the innate level, and the strongest in the sect is the sect master in the middle stage of the Dharma phase.

This strength… is already quite terrifying for ordinary people.

But thrown into the huge northern border, it seems a bit insignificant and not worth mentioning.

For example, the third-rank generals like Liu Futong, their guards are all in the Spiritual Sea Realm, while the strongest in a sect is only in the middle stage of the Dharma phase.

“Who gave you the courage!”

Ning Fan sneered.

The next morning, Ancheng County Government Office.

Wei Ran’s face was pale, his blood was weak, he was in fear all night, the annihilation of hundreds of innates of Shenwu Sect almost made him despair.

“Sir… Ning Fan is here!”

Master Tong Zhou rushed over, his face full of panic.

Bang!

Wei Ran, who was originally sitting on a chair, fell directly to the ground with a bang, like a puddle of mud, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

The God of Plague… is here to take his life!

The hall of the back court.

Ning Fan sat in the main seat, and the broken sword stood beside him.

When Wei Ran and Tong Zhou came over, Ning Fan suddenly laughed, his smile was very bright, anyway, Ning Fan felt that his smile was very sunny!

But somehow, Wei Ran and Tong Zhou looked at the smile on his face, but their backs felt cold.

“Sir Ning… are you back from fighting the bandits?”

“Oh, seeing how calm you look, I guess you must have won a great victory. Congratulations, the people under our Ancheng are finally saved!”

Wei Ran mustered up his courage and walked up to Ning Fan, smiling and complimenting him.

Ning Fan didn’t say anything, but just looked at him with a playful smile, tapping the chair with his fingers. The crisp tapping sound made their legs weak.

“What’s wrong with Sir Ning?”

Wei Ran asked knowingly.

Ning Fan stood up, then pulled Wei Ran and pressed him on the chair: “When did the bandits on Xianhu Mountain become hundreds of innate masters?”

Click!

Here they come, the knives are revealed!

Wei Ran hurriedly forced a smile, but the smile was so awkward that he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Sir Ning, stop joking. How could those guys on Xianhu Mountain be innate masters? This is simply a fantasy!”

“If they were innate masters, wouldn’t they have swept all the villages except the county town?”

Ning Fan’s smile gradually turned cold: “Oh? It seems that Sir Wei doesn’t know. Then may I ask Sir Wei, what is the relationship with Shenwumen?”

Shenwumen!

Here it comes, I’m getting to the point!

Wei Ran was even more panicked. He even had the urge to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, but reason told him that Ning Fan had no evidence and he must not give in.

“Shenwumen? I don’t know them, I’ve never heard of them!”

Wei Ran hurriedly shook his head to deny.

At this critical moment, he must distance himself from them, otherwise, if he is implicated, it will be over!

“Okay, it’s just right that you don’t know them!”

“Sir Wei, Shenwumen rebelled. With a hundred people in Xianhushan, they attacked and killed thousands of soldiers in our army. This is a provocation to His Majesty and the King of Zhenbei!”

“Please write two memorials, one to His Majesty and one to the King of Zhenbei!”

“Send troops to wipe out Shenwumen!”

Bang! ! !

Ning Fan’s words were like a heavy hammer hitting Wei Ran’s heart. He stared at Ning Fan with wide eyes and disbelief, his heart full of fear.

Ning Fan actually wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife!

He must not write this memorial!

Once he writes it, if the Shenwu Sect knows about it, he will definitely die. There are so many masters in the Shenwu Sect that killing him, a poor county magistrate, is as easy as killing chickens and dogs.

“No, no, no, let me see. It’s better to check it again. After all, it’s a serious matter and we can’t be careless.”

Wei Ran hastily refused.

Bang!

The next second, Ning Fan slapped Wei Ran in the face.

The huge force directly blew the corner of Wei Ran’s mouth, and half of his face was bloody.

The severe pain made him scream, curled up and sweated.

“Ning Fan, you dare to hit my master!”

“How dare you!!!”

Seeing this, Tong Zhou pointed at Ning Fan and shouted angrily.

Swoosh!

Puff!

No one knew what was going on. They only felt a gust of cold wind passing by, and then Tong Zhou’s head rolled to the ground.

Wei Ran, who was originally screaming, was completely stunned when he saw this scene.

Murder!

Ning Fan actually killed his master in front of him! ! !

“Can the death of this old dog remind you of something?”

Ning Fan leaned over and gently patted Wei Ran’s cheek, which had been beaten to pieces.

Every slap made Wei Ran gasp.

It hurts!

“Ning Fan… You are too much, too much!”

“Kill me if you dare, kill me!”

“Otherwise, I will report you to His Majesty and the King of Zhenbei, report you!!!”

Wei Ran also screamed hysterically.

At the moment, he has no way out.

He must not do this to report the destruction of the Shenwu Sect.

Then, there is only one choice left, fight Ning Fan to the death!

“You can’t protect Shenwu Sect.”

“Since you don’t know how to be polite, then I will help you to be polite!”

“Let you…die with a clear mind!”

Ning Fan said this and turned to leave.


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