"And me!"

Ye Ning raised his head, eyes like lightning, staring at the tall man.【】

The Yellow Maple Valley monk was a little embarrassed when he was stared at. He yelled to Sangmen: "Who are you? Feng Mou hammered down an unknown person." The Yellow Maple Valley monks who came with him all shouted to build momentum for the tall man.

"Haha." Ye Ning laughed and said, "You don't need to know my name. What's the use of a dying person knowing it?"

"court death!"

The tall man became angry, and his two hammers suddenly flew into the air, transforming into two small mountains, and shrouded Ye Ning. Suddenly, the wind blew up, blowing the gray sand on the Immortal Platform, and many of the watching disciples looked at each other, what a terrifying power!

Ye Ning, who was in the center of the wind, could feel the power of the two hammers, and felt that the sky was overwhelmingly dark. The two hammers were as big as mountains and as fast as lightning. There was also a magic circle to control Ye Ning. Every step he took was faster than

It’s hundreds of times slower than usual!

"careful."

Leng Peiran and Han Wan shouted at the same time.

This hammer is so powerful that even if a sage envoy comes, it will be nothing more than this.

The double hammers finally fell from the sky, "Boom, boom -" The test platform shook, rocks flew up, and dust filled the sky.

The tall man was panting heavily. This blow had exhausted all his spiritual power.

The surroundings were as quiet as snow, with only the sounds of surprised breathing and the "ding-dong" of falling rocks. Leng Peiran didn't dare to open his eyes. That stubborn little guy just disappeared? Han Wan Geng

His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wide-eyed, and he cried: "Brother Ye!"

Everyone in Huang Maple Valley shouted in unison!

After a while, a bright round wheel suddenly flew out of the ruins. It was not fast, but it calmly emitted a faint light, driving away the dust around it. Ye Ning walked away with a smile from the light.

He came out and said: "Is this your method?"

The disciples of Lianyun Sect were so excited that they shouted. Leng Peiran also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ye Ning, and smiled softly.

"You...you...can't be!"

The tall body was empty, with no trace of spiritual power. At this time, not to mention Ye Ning, any spiritual monk could easily kill him. Of course, the Yellow Maple Valley monks knew the situation of the tall man, and rushed over.

He went up and said: "Senior Brother Feng, let's go. We admit defeat this round!"

"Want to leave?" Ye Ning sneered: "Do you think Lianyun Sect is your back garden in Huangfeng Valley? You can come if you want, and you can go if you want to leave?"

"What do you want?" The tall man no longer had the strength he once had, and said helplessly.

"Haha," Ye Ning said with a smile: "Keep them all! Let our sect master handle them!"

"How outrageous! It has been a custom since ancient times for the disciples of the five Lianyun sects to compete with each other. Why are you, a small third-generation disciple, detaining us?"

"It's a joke. Don't talk about conventions with me. If you really want to talk about it, your Huangfeng Valley is just a small branch of Lianyun Sect!" Ye Ning said angrily: "I ask you, do you want to stay or not?!"

"No!"

Everyone in Huangfeng Valley formed a semicircle and slowly retreated.

"Okay! Then you all can stay." After saying that, Ye Ning activated the pentaprism in his hand. Suddenly, a huge golden light sputtered out, transformed into a golden giant sword and attacked everyone in the Yellow Maple Valley!
Chapter completed!