Chapter 602: Stop fighting, it's getting dark. (Updated)

The side door on the left was wide open, and he watched Yang Yitan come within half a meter of him.

next moment.

"boom!"

The sound of blunt weapons colliding was heard. The huge force of the collision directly knocked the two men backwards, dragging them on the ground for several meters before they could barely stabilize their bodies.

After one attack, the two were evenly matched!

Yang Yitan's strength ranks second among the ten of them!

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment. They had all heard about what happened in the Xiao family in the past. And this so-called legitimate son of the Xiao family had been locked up by Xiao Wancheng and had never communicated with the outside world.

Now, it was his first time to step out of the Xiao family’s gate and come to the north to carry out a mission.

"This Xiao Ning has such solid basic skills!" Li Quzhuo said with emotion.

One sentence seemed to wake everyone up.
Mu Shenqi took up the conversation and said, "We really ignored him before. Should we absorb him into the Mask Group?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Quan Baiye, and then on Murong Ji.

This person is the one that both Wang Quan Baiye and Yang Yitan agree to recruit into the Mask Group.

"Brother, Lord Three Consciousnesses, are we at a disadvantage?" Wang Quanzui asked in a low voice. The two men moved so fast that she couldn't even see how they attacked.

"Well! Xiao Ning is very strong, there's no need to sigh that he is inferior to him!" Wang Quan Baiye frowned. For a moment, he couldn't tell who was better between the two.

Yang Yitan's innate ability seemed to be useless just now. No, it wasn't useless, but it couldn't be used.

Xiao Ning had many flaws, but Yang Yitan couldn't break through them.

If a flaw cannot be broken, can it still be called a flaw?
Yang sighed and looked at the scabbard of the long sword in his hand. It had almost been split into two pieces, and the magic sword wrapped inside had also had a cut on the sword body.

This magic weapon is useless.

On the other hand, there was no mark on Xiao Ning's sword.

Yang Yitan's face darkened, and he thought for a moment, a little confused. He had clearly dodged the sword just now, so why did it suddenly turn around and attack him! And the force was not weak at all.

Although it is called strength, it is not just brute force, there are also things that the Yang family's divine eyes cannot see!
Xiao Ning slowly put away his sword and prepared to attack again. Yang Yitan quickly collected his thoughts and looked at Xiao Ning vigilantly.

Xiao Ning's expression was too calm, without the slightest emotion. His state was very similar to the state when Murong Ji just fought, bursting with murderous intent.

Murong Ji chuckled. A large amount of repeated training not only improved his strength, but also strengthened his body and tempered his mind.

It is difficult for people who have not experienced it to understand that feeling, the feeling that as soon as you touch the sword, you can have a subtle sense of perception, regardless of whether it has spirituality or not.

If he had to choose one satisfactory person among the nine guards on Nasen Island, it would definitely be Mochizuki Satoru.

Even without the help of the Nason sacred tree, Mochizuki Satoru would have been mentally honed to be extremely tough.

Just as Murong Ji was recalling, the two people below started fighting again.

This time, Xiao Ning gradually suppressed Yang Yitan.

Yang Yitan was shocked. Xiao Ning's swordsmanship was actually not that outstanding. It was just some basic moves with some tricky techniques occasionally.

There doesn't seem to be much outstanding about the martial arts. If anything, it is somewhat similar to the state when Murong Ji was practicing Qigong.

Although the Kung Fu methods are different, they are not much better than his Yang family Kung Fu.

But Yang Yitan still felt something was not right, as if he could not defeat him no matter what. This kind of psychological pressure and self-doubt was the most fatal.

As he had too many thoughts, his hands slowed down a bit, and he was suppressed by Xiao Ning a bit. Gradually, he couldn't bear it anymore!
High in the sky, Murong Ji raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "You have practiced well, the winner has been decided."

Wang Quan Baiye flew to Murong Ji's side on his sword and happened to hear him say this. He turned his head and looked at Yang Yitan below. Although he was in a disadvantageous position, he still had a chance to turn the tide. The main function of the Yang family's Sky Eye was to find the opponent's flaws.

He asked in confusion, "Why do you think so? I think that Lord Sanshi will eventually defeat Xiao Ning from the Xiao family."

Murong Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "The essence of cultivation, for oneself, is to improve one's spirit..."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that in this world, there seemed to be no such thing as "essence, energy, and spirit" in the concept of spiritual practice.

There is only a difference between mind and body.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead, not knowing how to explain to him for a moment, "Forget it, just watch first."

Concepts cannot be explained in just a few words. Only when you truly experience them can you understand them. Otherwise, even if you put these things into his mind, he may not be able to understand them.

In Yu Murongji's opinion, Xiao Ning is stronger than Yang Yitan in terms of spirit, energy and other aspects. If Yang Yitan cannot defeat Xiao Ning in terms of magic, he will inevitably be defeated.

The problem is that Xiao Ning is not giving his all now. I once learned another trick from his father Chen Quan - Reading Before.

Before reciting the scriptures, there was no way to teach it step by step. It was a kind of seemingly correct sword technique, and it could only be passed on to Xiao Ning through Murong Ji's memory of training.

How much he can understand depends on his own ability. It was not until he met Wang Quan's sword intent that Murong Ji was sure that Ringo's move was a kind of sword intent.

When it comes to sword intent, Yang Yitan will definitely lose.

In a hurry, hundreds of moves were exchanged, but in the end, Xiao Ning made Yang Yitan stagger by slashing his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Yang Yitan's brow.

Yang Yitan was stunned for a moment, but he laughed out loud and said lightly, "I lost."

Then he threw away his sword, clasped his fists and bowed, feeling a little disappointed and a little excited. For a cultivator, it was a happy thing to be able to recognize his own shortcomings and to have the possibility of making progress.

Xiao Ning sheathed his sword and glanced coldly at the other members of the Masked Group, finally landing on Wang Quan Baiye.

The fighting spirit rose, and just when everyone thought that the two would fight, Xiao Ning's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was in front of Zhang Zheng.

He chopped down with a sword, ruthlessly and with pure intention, just to hurt him!

Zhang was still thinking about what he had just gained, and hadn't come back to his senses yet. It was too late to raise his sword to fight the enemy.

Qing Muyuan took a step forward, and the magic weapon Yu Ruyi in her hand directly raised a curtain of light, covering the two of them.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the sword flashed and stopped in front of the light curtain.

In an instant, Xiao Ning felt as if he was trapped in a quagmire, and countless spiritual powers were being sucked away without mercy.

In the distance, Murong Ji watched quietly and smacked his lips. This method was truly amazing. If she were given a bloodthirsty bead, Xiao Ning would have been killed by her in a short time.

"Click!" A very slight sound.

Qing Muyuan's protective shield was broken, and in less than a second, Xiao Ning's sword slashed directly into it.

Such a short time is enough for Zhang Zheng.

"when!"

Gold and iron clash!

The sound was so deafening that it caused ringing in people's ears. Then, a loud "bang" was heard. Zhang Zheng and Qing Muyuan were directly crushed to the ground by the force of the sword.

After staggering to the ground, Zhang Zheng looked at his trembling arms and then looked at Qing Muyuan. Both of them were in a miserable state.

Not long after, Xiao Ning's figure flashed and he came in front of Mu Shenqi and Ji Wuji, and slashed with a sword in the same way!
Xiao Ning's sword-slashing movements were extremely skillful, as if he had only practiced this one sword move in the past eleven years.

Wang Quan Baiye also reacted. Xiao Ning wanted to beat all ten of them, so how could he be so presumptuous!
He didn't care about the curved magic sword in his hand and rushed forward.

In an instant, several people were engaged in a chaotic fight.

The girl in red that Xiao Ning brought looked at Wang Quanzui, and it was like two enemies meeting and they were extremely jealous of each other.

The girl from the Xiao family took the initiative and did not give Wang Quanzui any time to use his mental magic.

The two fought several times, but they were evenly matched. They were very familiar with each other's moves, as if they had fought countless times...

After all, two fists are no match for four. In a short while, Xiao Ning fell into a slump and was at a disadvantage, but he remained undefeated. No matter who came, he could defend himself steadily.

Unless... the king's hegemony uses the king's sword intent!

Murong Ji yawned. At this time, he had seen Xiao Ning's cultivation and strength clearly. He had not yet learned that move. Otherwise, even the king's hegemony would not be able to do anything to him.

Feeling that Xiao Ning had reached his limit, he flipped his left hand and the newly refined Soul-Catching Bell appeared in his palm. He smiled and dinged the bell at everyone.

"jingle!"

The sound waves spread like water waves, enveloping everyone in an instant.

Wang Quan Baiye and Yang Yitan shouted at the same time, "Not good!"

"careful!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly went dark, and they could barely keep their spiritual power running. They lost consciousness and fell to the ground one after another.

Wang Quanzui was better off. He staggered to the ground, frowning. His head felt like it was being pricked by needles and it hurt a lot.

Although the injuries of the others were not serious, they would take ten days or half a month to recover.

Murong Ji smacked his lips. The power was indeed quite great. If he used his full strength, he wondered if he could kill someone.

"Stop fighting, it's getting dark." Murong Ji said lightly, then he reached out and picked up the unconscious Huang Shiren and threw him into the car.

He sat on the shaft of the cart, drove the cart, and slowly walked towards the official road.

Xiao Ning exhaled slowly, knocked his aching and swollen head, and without even looking at the crowd, staggered a few steps forward, tapped his feet lightly, leaped onto the cart, and landed on the other side of the shaft.

The little girl in red imitated Xiao Ning's movements and hurriedly followed. When she wanted to land, she found that there was no place for her. She felt a little disappointed and landed directly on the roof of the car.

(End of this chapter)