More than ten miles away, the purple thunder falling from the sky was clearly seen by Chen Yuhuo, Gongsun Po, Grandpa and others.

Ning Changan sent a message, and then thunder fell from the sky, and everyone headed straight towards the thunder waterfall.

As he stepped into the void, Chen Yuhuo thought, "Ning Chang'an's talisman is magical. It should be a thunder talisman, but I don't know if it hit the unlucky monster. I'm afraid it was annihilated by the flying ashes."

At the edge of the forest, a black sedan was hanging in the air. The two flying swords "Cuihua" and "Sauerkraut" did not attack. The sedan curtain in front was lifted, and the eyes of Ning Changan and Mr. Folding Fan met in the air, causing a complex and indescribable collision.

The murderous intent is flying with sparks.

It's hard to describe because it's so shocking.

Lu Qian sacrificed thunder and lightning, and her mother-in-law and Mr. Folding Fan witnessed the whole process. It was unbelievable that after the purple lightning struck Ning Changan, instead of making the little catcher Wuqi Mahei black, it swallowed up the "black soil" with even more terrifying power.

It doesn't make sense, it goes against the law of heaven! What's annoying is that Ning Changan is still clutching the flying sword Heitu with one hand.

Qi nourishes the sword and can resonate. Young Master Folding Fan made a circle with his right finger and said, "Heitu, here comes the sword!"

When Ning Changan saw Mr. Folding Fan for the first time, he thought to himself: "So it's you!"

Mr. Folding Fan shouted "Sword coming!"

Ning Changan was slightly nervous.

The flying sword was motionless in his hand, and the little catcher let out a long sigh.

He smiled gently and said, "Don't bother, just abandon the darkness and join the light."

Mr. Folding Fan smiled sinisterly and clasped his fingers.

There was still no movement, the black sword was safely in Ning Changan's hand, and the little catcher was relieved.

He neatly put the small sword into his bag and said, "How about another one."

He turned slightly sideways and spoke to Lu Qian, who had not yet flown back to Hun'er: "Young white-faced villain, I will use the Earth Escape Talisman to retreat after I take action. The further away, the better!"

It was not a time to show off about brotherhood. Lu Qian knew that he would be a liability in this situation, so he relied on his words and held the Earth Escape Talisman in his left hand.

The face of Mr. Folding Fan became more and more sinister, and he pressed the box between his knees with both hands.

Ning Changan's eyes were fixed on the folding fan's hands, as if he were playing a DJ, "Baiyun, take a step."

The small white sword shot through the air, forming the same shape as the previous two flying swords of "Cuihua" and "Sauerkraut", pointing towards Ning Chang'an.

The old woman in the sedan behind had a curious look on her face.

"The flying sword failed, it's the first time! This little catcher has a lot of things, and his unique skill of drawing thunder with one hand is as fast as the stars. He should be captured on the island and let the old man study it."

Then the old woman narrowed her eyes.

Purple clothes fluttered in the night sky directly in front, and a sweet voice fell: "Little catcher!"

There was a ray of light on the ground, and grandpa stood beside Ning Changan, looking up and down at the little catcher, and resisted the urge to squeeze a handful to test the feel.

The Jingzhao Mansion's divine arrester Nan Gucheng and the big purple-robed Gongsun Po appeared simultaneously from the darkness on the side of the flying sedan.

"They're all here!" Ning Changan looked happy.

The man approached Grandpa Wu Guijing, his lips and teeth opened slightly, and he gave him an opportunity: "If you find an opportunity, go to Jilou to find Liu Xilou and thank Ling'er. The secret message is to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty."

Grandpa scratched his head with his left hand, circled three times to the left and three times to the right. He looked at the painting tube on Ning Changan and understood.

"I will never have a close relationship with Ning Chang'an from now on. This person is very scheming and good at planning."

Zhou Xingyi and others appeared, and the situation became clearer. But the atmosphere was solemn.

The wind came from the night, the black sedan was suspended above the treetops, and the three flying swords were still and shining.

Fairy-like and childlike Chen Yuhuo's nerves were tense.

Xiao Shushan's senior brother was even more nervous. He was a swordsman and didn't understand what the three swords in the air meant.

"We're all here, it saves trouble." Mr. Folding Fan said to himself, but his eyes were always on the painting tube on Ning Chang'an.

Press down with one hand, and then wave with five fingers like plucking a string.

"Qian Jin, go!"

The mother-in-law said that Mr. Folding Fan was playing with a five-element flying sword called "Qian Jin". The five-element metal sword appeared above the other three flying swords with a buzzing sound.

The stars were shining brilliantly, the chirping of insects in the mountains disappeared, and the moment "Qian Jin" hung in the air, Zhou Xingyi, Lan Fenghuang and Yang Qifu instantly felt the thorn of a sword at their throats.

The tall and powerful Yang Qifu had a mixed martial arts background, and most of the time he fought with bare hands. During the Hongshan battle, Ning Changan saw that Yang Qifu was holding a black ring-headed sword, but now he was carrying a stick of water and fire.

The weapons from the underworld were of extraordinary quality, and with the injection of Qi, the water and fire sticks turned red. Yang Qifu seemed to be possessed by a demon, the water and fire sticks reached his eyebrows, and his energy continued to rise.

Xingbu Feng's cold eyes darted between Mr. Folding Fan and Ning Chang'an.

Mr. Folding Fan said that he had been living on the island for a long time and had fallen behind. The young agents from the Criminal Department were wandering around the rivers and lakes every day, visiting temples and temples. They were well-rounded and quick-thinking. Cutting off the river in colorful clothes was a secret that the Criminal Department of Jingzhao Mansion had known for a long time. The other party

He was the culprit who assassinated King Dingnan.

King Dingnan is still alive. This is an inferred result, but based on the analysis of the current situation, it can be determined.

To be able to make the opponent pursue him relentlessly, and still not retreat when faced with himself and others, but to show a more decisive attitude, could it be...

Feng BuTong sighed, "There is something wrong with the painting tube on Ning Changan."

Guiwei Shenzhen, Nan Gucheng also guessed this substantive issue, and was closer to the essence than Feng Tong.

Ning Changan used the painting as bait and asked Mr. Folding Fan to buy the painting for a hundred dollars. Now the other party's eyes were locked on the painting tube on Ning Changan.

"Does the prince and princess have something to do with the painting?" Nan Gucheng thought as he moved towards Ning Chang'an.

The big purple-robed Gongsun Po approached Xiang Ning Changan at the same time.

"You pretty boy, you made a mistake!" Ning Changan became more angry and said to Mr. Folding Fan.

"Young Master Chun Qiu, you are not a pretty boy." Mr. Folding Fan corrected him seriously.

Then he looked at Ning Changan and said seriously: "If you take the black soil, I will take your life."

The sound of Qingyue's sword buzzed in the air.

A spot of light instantly enlarged in Ning Changan's sight.

The sound of "chi" continued.

The narrow long sword appeared in front of Ning Changan.

Behind the long sword, there is an orange peel on his face, but his whole body is filled with an aura of sacred majesty.

The old woman had gray hair and fluttering white clothes. This was not the point. What was shocking was that the old woman had a pair of white angel-like wings growing out of her armpits.

Ning Changan felt a chill running down his spine.

Who would have guessed that the murderous Mr. Folding Fan was not the one who launched the first attack.

Who could have guessed that the white-haired mother-in-law who came in a flying sedan chair actually had a pair of wings like a snake, with a sword hidden in the crook!

There are always many... What the hell, this is a world that is a continent in different time and space, and there is no limit forever.

Arrive suddenly, attack suddenly!

Nan Gucheng clasped his hands together. Before the curtain wall was formed, the mother-in-law had already penetrated the curtain wall. The turtle spirit grandpa had a bald head and his cane swept through thousands of troops.

Knowing that Ning Chang'an's sword was capable of thunder, Grandpa Wugui Jing thought about it and decided to use his own right move. Ning Chang'an's sword made strange moves, one right and one strange, and he could block the old woman's move. Then, it gave Nan Gucheng a buffer, and Jingzhao Mansion's God captured the vigorous energy.

The machine can reduce ten times with one effort.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye, "'???`, eh! Where is the person?"

Ning Changan broke out of the ground just a moment ago. The effect of the escape spell is still there, and he escapes directly!

"Take a walk!"

The mother-in-law struck a sword with electric light and flint, and Young Master Chunqiu in the black sedan strummed the strings repeatedly. The big strings were noisy like heavy rain, and the small strings were like whispers. The four flying swords spread the attack to Nan Gucheng, which is close to Ning Chang'an. Chen Yuhuo, Gongsun

Po et al.

The flying swords were spinning around Chen Yuhuo and others without any trace, and they came and went like lightning. In the other direction, the air curtain set off by the grandpa sweeping across thousands of troops was penetrated by the old woman's narrow sword with a "chi" sound.

Then the whole space resounded with the sound of broken cloth.

The edge of the sword pressed against my grandfather's crutch, and the sudden explosion of air caused the air to thicken like a boiling pot of soup, causing the ground to sink and the surrounding areas to rise.
Chapter completed!