Chapter 213: Chaos
"It's over, it's all over now!"
Seeing Mo Xinglie being killed, a group of subordinates were stunned. One of them, an old man in the middle stage of foundation building, was trembling all over. This matter was too big. Mo Yunting had put a lot of effort into Mo Xinglie!
Now, someone punched me in the head and lost my head. What should I do?
What's even worse is that the Ning Sanren who took action was a golden elixir! Young Master should ask more questions before taking action! Ning Sanren has been to the Shenbing Sect before, and the news that he is a golden elixir is not a secret.
"Senior, you..."
In the middle stage of foundation building, the old man was stunned: "Why did you suddenly commit murder?"
"When Mo Xinglie committed the murder, why didn't you ask him why he committed the murder?"
"But the young master only kills mortals..."
"Oh?"
Ning Daoran raised his toes and returned Mo Xinglie's body, saying: "In my eyes, Mo Xinglie is as weak as a mortal, so it is reasonable for me to kill him, right?"
He smiled faintly: "Go back and tell Mo Yunting that I will be waiting for him at the sword making shop! I told him that I just felt that Mo Xinglie deserved to be killed, so I killed him! If he wants to avenge Mo Xinglie, then come If the swordsmith shop comes to see me, Ning Yongyi will follow you!”
"Okay, junior knows!"
During the middle stage of foundation building, he hugged Mo Xinglie's headless body and ran away.
The rest of the retinue ran even faster. They were just hanging out for a living. Who would be stupid enough to fight against the Golden Core cultivator!
……
"Friend Daoist Ning, something bad has happened..."
Chen Ping'er frowned: "What should I do?"
"It doesn't matter."
Ning Daoran shook his head: "Mo Xinglie, I have wanted to kill him for more than a day or two. Now I killed him easily, and I feel very happy. Fellow Daoist Chen, please don't come out of the duckweed house where you are hiding to avoid being exposed to this." "
As he spoke, he threw out a piece of jade and said: "Refining this jade can conceal your aura."
That jade was clearly the Turtle Breath Jade that Qin Buhui had in the Cangnan Secret Realm!
When Chen Ping'er was waiting to say anything else, Ning Daoran and Dabenlu had already taken off in the air and left this place.
……
Swordsmith's shop.
Ning Daoran sat in the living room and tapped the storage bag. Suddenly twelve formation flags and twelve formation disks were suspended in the air. After a few spells were played, these formation flags and formation disks flew to various places, and then Buried in the ground around the sword-making shop.
"Get up!"
Following Ning Daoran's low shout, a third-level mid-level defense formation suddenly rose into the sky!
The white feather flowing sound array enveloped the entire sword-making shop, including some nearby residences and shops.
"Ah?!"
Sang Ping'an hurriedly walked out of the shopkeeper's room: "Senior Ning, what is this?"
"Go and order everyone not to come out and let them celebrate the Chinese New Year well. The Shenbing Sect will attack the sword-making shop soon, but don't worry, I will fight it with all my strength!"
"???"
Sang Pingan was confused and had no idea what was going on.
Why did the Shenbing Sect attack the sword-making shop?
Is it just because the sword-making shop created a magic weapon?
If this is all, then the Shenbing Sect is too petty.
However, the good thing about Sang Pingan was that he was obedient enough. He quickly summoned a group of stewards and ordered everyone not to go anywhere, just stay at home, and never touch the formation to avoid making mistakes.
The nearby civilians were also notified one by one, and for a while, people in the entire sword-making shop were in panic.
……
early morning.
The heavy snow still shows no sign of letting up. Snowflakes as big as goose feathers in the sky are falling to the ground, and the snow on the ground is getting thicker and thicker.
In the distance, the auras of countless monks are approaching Fanshu City!
"What's going on?!"
The city guard Wang Chengruo woke up from his sleep.
"Lord Qi, something bad has happened. A large number of monks from the Shenbing Sect came to Fanshu City, saying they wanted to destroy the sword-making shop, and told us not to meddle in other people's business!"
"What!?"
Wang Chengruo was shocked: "What happened? Doesn't anyone know the news?"
"I heard that someone in the sword-making shop killed Mo Xinglie last night, which angered the Shenbing Sect."
"Mo Xinglie is dead?!"
The mortal city guard was overjoyed: "Quickly, send people to the nearby Immortal Suppressing Towers and tell the people in the Immortal Suppressing Towers what happened here. We must not let the Divine Weapon Sect cause chaos in our Mortal Book City!"< br>
"Yes, my lord!"
For a time, the whole city became even more chaotic.
Although Wang Chengruo didn't have the guts to activate the city protection ban and intercept the people of the Shenbing Sect, he could still do it secretly.
……
At dawn, the sky was filled with human figures.
There were at least a thousand people from the Shenbing Sect, ranging from the golden elixir stage to the qi refining stage, and there were countless people. In addition, there were many bloody warriors. Their eyes were full of anger, and they must have known what happened.
"Ning Sanren!"
Outside the formation, Mo Yunting's eyes were cold: "I have treated you with great courtesy, but why did you kill my beloved son?"
The sky above the sword-making shop.
Ning Daoran crossed his arms and said calmly: "Mo Xinglie offended me, so he killed me. Is there any problem?"
"You..."
Mo Yunting said angrily: "You are just in the early stage of Jindan. Why are you so careless about life and death? Do you think you can stop our Divine Weapon Sect with a third-level formation?"
"You can try it!" Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly and said loudly to the outsiders of the Divine Weapon Sect: "Mo Xinglie has a violent temper and has committed many murders in the city. Mo Yunting knew the truth but blindly covered it up!< br>
Now that Mo Xinglie has been killed by me, the rest of you should know the twists and turns. If you continue to help the villain, don't blame me for being rude!
All in all, I will kill anyone who dares to attack the formation today. I hope you don’t make the mistake! ”
"Bold!"
Mo Yunting was furious and raised his hand to offer a magic weapon. It turned out to be a magic weapon-level giant sword. As the skill moved, the giant sword instantly surged hundreds of times and was chopped down from the air!
"Shaoting, break the forbidden talisman!"
"Yes!"
On both wings, Mo Shaoting and dozens of foundation-building monks used the second-level forbidden talismans one after another!
Suddenly, countless talismans glowed!
After all, it is the Shenbing Sect with a profound foundation. Using more than twenty forbidden-breaking talismans to break the formation in an instant is indeed quite a generous move!
"Breaking Talisman?!"
With a thought in Ning Daoran's mind, twenty-four golden lights flew out of his body in an instant, which were his twenty-four golden swords!
"Buzz!"
In the sharp sound, the golden silk sword flew through the air and collided with the forbidden talisman that was constantly urging the magic power of the talisman in the wind. Suddenly, there were continuous explosions from the periphery of the Baiyu Liu sound array. Those forbidden talismans had not yet been activated. When he reached the formation, he was cut down by the flying sword!
What was damaged was just some of the spiritual energy of the Golden Silk Sword, which would come back after a year or two of warming up.
At the same time, Ning Daoran waved one hand, and a blue treasure tripod rose into the air. The tripod's body surged hundreds of times, and with a "clang" sound it blocked Mo Yunting's magic weapon strike!
"I told you not to get involved!"
Ning Daoran raised his hand and pointed, and suddenly a green light burst out of the sky.
With a "pop" sound, an old monk in the middle stage of foundation building covered his neck and stepped back. His throat was actually pierced by a short knife. In the blink of an eye, he lost all his breath and died on the spot.
"Uncle Master!"
From the crowd, the wailing sounds of young disciples could be heard.
Who would have thought that the majestic ancestor in the middle stage of foundation building could not even block a single blow.
……
"Attack together!"
Mo Yunting's eyes were bloodshot: "Today, we must break down the sword-making shop and let this beast pay its blood debt with blood!"
"Yes, blood debt must be paid with blood!"
Countless Divine Weapon Sect disciples roared.
In the blink of an eye, countless magic weapons and spiritual weapons came from all directions and all hit the Baiyu Liusound Formation. However, the third-level formation was so strong that it could only produce sharp sounds one after another.
"Old Lu, it seems we don't have to be polite."
Ning Daoran slapped Lingpu Cave Sky: "Xiaobai, Xiaoheizi, Xiaogui, all go to battle!"
With that said, he waved the green ghost flag and even Xiao Qing was summoned.
“Yoyo~~~”
The big stupid deer roared, and its body instantly transformed into a gigantic beast with a height of more than ten feet. It raised its four hooves and rushed out of the formation. The moment the antlers thrust out, countless flaming magic powers were pushed out!
In an instant, dozens of Shenbing Sect disciples were reduced to ashes.
"Hiss~~~"
Xiao Heizi's huge body swayed, and he spat out a fresh blow towards a group of disciples. Suddenly, many disciples of the Divine Weapon Sect screamed, were pulled away, drained of blood, and turned into mummies and fell down.
Although the Blue Water Turtle has established a foundation, he doesn't have many means. He can just spray water arrows outwards from within the formation, which can directly kill those monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
"Master."
Xiaobai raised his hand and sacrificed the Wannian Stake, and said with a smile: "Do you need me to kill that old ghost Mo Yunting?"
"No need, he is mine."
"Yes!"
……
In the blink of an eye, the battle above the sword-making shop turned into a one-sided battle to break the formation, and turned into a mutual attack.
The lineup of the Ning Family Army was so powerful that even before the Fire Ants and Paper Substitutes went into battle, they actually fought evenly with the Shenbing Sect. Although they were suppressed within the formation, their own side suffered zero losses while the other side suffered no losses. There are constant losses.
"How could this happen?!"
In the wind, Mo Yunting felt a chill down his spine.
Is this the strength that a normal early stage Jindan monk should have?
With so many spiritual beasts, as well as the terrifying corpse-refining beast with great strength, the combined strength is enough to challenge an early Nascent Soul alone, right?
Just when he was hesitant, a figure suddenly flew from the direction of the Shenbing Sect. It was an old man in the late stage of foundation building.
This man's white robe was covered in blood, which was very tragic.
"Elder Luo, why are you here?"
"Sect Master, something bad has happened. Just when we were attacking the Divine Weapon Sect, the Soul-eating Old Demon suddenly appeared and now led a large number of demonic monks to attack the Divine Weapon Sect! Our formation will soon be unable to hold up any more. Please lead everyone back to the sect immediately, otherwise our Red Leaf Valley Divine Weapon Sect will be destroyed!”
"What?!"
Mo Yunting only felt severe swelling and pain in his head.
Why did the Soul-Eating Old Demon appear, a demon that had not appeared for many years? Why did he appear in Red Leaf Valley?
What's even more terrible is that according to rumors, the Soul-eating Old Demon had a huge opportunity many years ago and has been promoted to the late stage of Jindan.
At this moment, the soul-devouring old demon has the strength to fight Master Jiuyun. How did he fall in love with the Shenbing Sect?
"Withdraw!"
Mo Yunting said without hesitation: "Put aside the grievances with the sword-making shop for the time being. All the disciples will follow me back to the Divine Weapon Sect and cooperate with the formation to repel those demonic monks!"
In the blink of an eye, all the disciples of the Divine Weapon Sect in the sky left.
Ning Daoran frowned, why is the soul-eating old devil here?
Why is it that when I come here, this Fan Bookstore is about to turn into a mess...
(End of chapter)