While everyone was calming down, Ning Fan changed his whip into a sword and slashed away with one sword, creating an illusory circle in front of him!

A circle, like God's will, a smooth stroke, a single stroke, and the power of the sword suddenly took shape!

An unpredictable force flashed across the tip of the Zhanli sword. At the same time, all the monks, including Xiang Liao, felt a pain in their hearts and were immediately shattered!

This is the fourth sword, the sword of Hua Xin!

As the heart breaks, in pain, an unpredictable sword light shoots out from the heart, stabbing all over the body. With the power of infant-level peak swordsmanship, the bodies of 11 Yuanchu and 4 Yuanzhong members of the Xiang family were all shattered.

, unable to resist, it exploded into blood mist, even Nascent Soul could not escape, and died!

Although the monks in the later stage broke free from the immobilization at the cost of self-destructing their bodies, the Nascent Soul fled, and they were lucky enough to escape the sword light. However, Ning Fan cut away with a throw, and the starlight sword shadow was like a maggot attached to the bone. The instantaneous sword pierced the Yuan Ying.

Ying, the sword picked up the unconscious Nascent Soul in the late stage. The sword shadow flew back, and Tanshou was captured by this baby!

15 dead, 1 captured!

Xiang Liao bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, at the cost of self-inflicted damage, shattering the technique of immobilizing himself, and finally survived Hua Xin's sword...

If a person has no heart, he will die. If the Nascent Soul has no heart, he can still survive! Even if the heart of a great monk is severely damaged, he will still be alive.

But there was no trace of happiness on his face, it was all shock and fear! His hair was white and stained with blood, and he was as embarrassed as a bereaved dog! His old eyes were cracking, and he was as frightened as a panicked snake!

Dead, all dead!

The Xiang family master he brought with him from the Alchemy Sect was barely breathing, but he was already dead!

In one encounter, 16 Nascent Souls of the Xiang family were wiped out, and he was even more seriously injured! This Zhou Ming's methods are simply unfathomable! The thunder whip that can draw out treasures and broken infants! The sword skill of drawing the sky and cutting the heart! This man's methods are weird and he kills ruthlessly!

Under the transformation of God, who is his opponent!

If you don't run away, you'll have no chance!

"Go! Teleport!"

Xiang Liao made a decision in his mind and suddenly raised a ray of cold light, piercing Ning Fan, and immediately escaped, trying to teleport away!

He deeply realized that this Zhou Ming was by no means invincible to him, but he was conceited. If he escaped, even a god would be hard-pressed to kill him, and Zhou Ming could not stop him either!

At this moment, every Nascent Soul monster in the auction house is terrified!

Xiang Liao, whom they had placed great 'expectations' on, unexpectedly met and was seriously injured by Ning Fan. He was no match for him. There were also 16 Yuanyings of the Xiang family, 15 died, and one Yuanying was captured alive!

Zhou Ming! This is the madman Zhou Ming! Was he also so ruthless when he was killing people and seizing treasures in the deserted hills?

The always arrogant Xiang Liao actually wanted to...escape!

Ning Fan used his palm to catch the cold light, but the cold light penetrated into his body through the palm of his hand. It turned into a thin needle and only pierced the Nascent Soul in his Dantian!

Ning Fan's expression changed, this treasure is so weird! And above the cold light of this treasure, there seems to be a trace of a very familiar smell, as if he has smelled it somewhere... the fragrance of a woman!

The needle was as thin as a hair, and no amount of magical power could stop it from piercing the Nascent Soul. Ning Fan did not hesitate and activated the Yin-Yang Lock. The lock shook his body violently, and the magic weapon glowed, and he restrained the needle. The Yin-Yang Lock

, is the strongest protection of his Nascent Soul! The treasure of the Immortal Emperor, anything can pierce it!

Only now did he see clearly that what was piercing his body, approaching the Nascent Soul, was actually just a mere inch-long silver needle...an embroidery needle...

What a powerful magic weapon! A needle, nothing fancy, is the best high-level magic weapon! If Ning Fan didn't have the Yin-Yang Lock to protect the baby, he would probably be pierced by this needle, and he would be injured even if he didn't die.

And the woman's fragrance on the embroidery needle seemed so familiar to Ning Fan... For a moment, she couldn't remember it.

Under the obstruction of this silver needle, Xiang Liao could barely teleport and escape without a trace. With Ning Fan's escape speed, it would be difficult to catch up... The great monk desperately ran for his life, except for the transformed god, who could catch up?

With a cold look in his eyes, he took out a stone doll from his storage bag and gently threw it out without attracting anyone's attention. He only gave cold instructions.

"Shi Bing, bring his whole body back!"

"Yes!" Ning Fan was the only one who heard Shi Bing's answer.

The venue was still in a state of intense shock.

Xiang Liao...escaped!

No one knew that although Xiang Liao fled, he would be captured by the stone soldiers soon.

But even so, after the instant life-and-death showdown, the only sound left in the auction house was the sound of gasps and the drop of a needle!

Zhou Ming! This man is so powerful! Even if he didn't kill Xiang Liao, judging from the fact that he was wounded and transformed into a god in half a step, and gained 16 Nascent Souls, this man was more than enough to roam the open sea!

The three great monks in the Tianzi Wing were overwhelmed with emotion! They thought they had not underestimated this person's strength, but now it seems that Zhou Ming's methods are still beyond their expectations. The three people's magic power is far less powerful than Xiang Liao's, and their methods

They are also much weaker than Xiang Liao. If they were to put themselves in their shoes, they would be whipped by Ning Fan with a thunder whip, and his sword would draw his heart... Among the three, only the stronger monk could hurt himself like Xiang Liao.

'Escape', the other two will die!

Of course, if they knew that Ning Fan had sent stone soldiers to pursue Xiang Liao, they would probably be even more frightened. The god-turned-puppet is far beyond their imagination! A monk with a god-turned-puppet is enough to make ten sects not dare to offend!

As for Qing Huazi, who was the Nascent Soul Dao Fruit before and almost drew his sword against Ning Fan, his back was dripping with cold sweat at this moment, and his sword robe was soaked with sweat.

Suspense! It’s so suspenseful! If these scapegoats from the Xiang family hadn’t happened to come to kick the field, I couldn’t hold myself back anymore and drew my sword to fight Ning Fan. And my end would probably be the same as that of the Xiang family monks who died tragically in the early Yuan Dynasty and Yuanzhong.

Normally, in Ning Fan's hands, there is no way to fight back...

Ling Guiwei was also secretly shocked. As Ning Fan said, he was the Weeping Lord among the four ghost sparrows who had been missing for many years! When Ning Fan pointed out his identity, he secretly guessed that Ning Fan was probably from the Yue Kingdom.

, and has a close relationship with the Ghost Bird Sect, so he rescued him once. He originally thought that his cultivation in the middle stage of Yuanying was already a once-in-a-million-year figure among the Yue Kingdom monks, but when he met Ning Fan, he realized

His humble deeds were nothing in front of Ning Fan... and having seen Ning Fan destroy the Xiang family, he could not imagine that if Ning Fan returned to the Yue Kingdom, the Yue Kingdom would not be able to become a superior cultivation country in one step!

It's just that he doesn't understand... Ning Fan's bone age is undoubtedly 340 years old. 300 years ago, he was still in the Yue Kingdom. The Yue Kingdom didn't seem to have a talented person named 'Zhou Ming'...

These are certainly not something he can speculate on.

Even if the Xiang family didn't come to cause trouble, the auction ended early because of Ning Fan's arbitrary decision. After numerous casualties in the Xiang family, Ning Fan monopolized the Nascent Soul cauldron. There is no one who is not discerning about the Dao Fruit.

Ask questions.

"The auction is over. Anyone who has nothing to do with it should leave Monan City immediately! I, Zhou Ming, am in seclusion here. Any Nascent Soul who stays here will be regarded as a member of the Xiang family! They will all be killed! Black Armor, murder!"

At this moment, Ning Fan swept across with his sword and released the black-armored corpse!

At this moment, in Monan City, the Xiang family's golden elixirs and Rong Lings who were guarding outside fell one after another in the ink shadow of the sword chant! Those who were lucky enough to survive were also transformed into corpses in black armor and eaten alive!

Hiss! This ‘Zhou Ming’ can also read the sword! There is also a Nascent Soul puppet!

He wants to drive people away! It’s better to leave quickly while waiting for someone!

How could any of the Nascent Soul old monsters dare to question Ning Fan's order... The simple auction was over. They didn't get any benefit at all. It was a waste of time, but it was an eye-opener to see the great monks fight to the death... One after another, the old monsters appeared.

He walked into the wing with a smile on his face, clasped his fists towards Ning Fan, and left!

In the endless sea, the strong deserve respect!

Especially the three great monks, after leaving the wing, immediately put away their complex expressions, smiled politely, and formed a "good relationship" before leaving.

"Fellow Taoist Zhou Ming, your methods are amazing! I am a casual cultivator in the sea, Liu Wei. If you have time, you might as well come to Zhikong Island and have a cup of spiritual tea."

"I admire you, I admire you! Pindao Xuanji is currently the guest minister of the 'Ten Sects' Wentian Sect. If fellow Taoists come to Wentian Island, please remember to inform Pindao, who will sweep up the couch to welcome you!"

"Haha, Zhou Dao is so friendly! I am Lin Sushan, a member of the Lin family in Inner Sea. If you come to Inner Sea, I will definitely pay you a visit..."

Ning Fan only nodded slightly to the courtesy of the three people.

In this way, just a few dozen breaths later, the entire Monan City was completely deserted, with no outside monk staying. Only the monks from the Alchemy Cauldron Sect and... countless corpses of the Xiang family monks were left.

Ling Gui cried, full of doubts, and wanted to talk to Ning Fan, but Ning Fan said without any doubt,

"Fellow Daoist Ling, quickly prepare a safe place for Zhou. Zhou is a little tired and needs a good rest."

"This...is!" Ling Gui cried and dared not say more.

Resting is fake, forcing out the silver needle is real... That silver, the embroidery needle, although it is temporarily suppressed by the Yin and Yang lock, if it is not forced out, it is still a hidden danger...

The methods of the great monk should not be underestimated. If it were not for the stone soldiers, even if Ning Fan could defeat Xiang Liao, he would never be able to capture him.

Without the Yin-Yang Lock to protect the baby, he would have been seriously injured by Xiang Liao's silver needle sneak attack.

However, Ning Fan had stone soldiers to help him, so Xiang Liao could not even think of escaping.

He did not use the stone soldiers blatantly. The reason was naturally that he did not want to attract the attention of the Palace of the Lost World. If the Palace of the Lost World knew that the loss of the stone soldiers was related to him, although he was not afraid, it would inevitably cause a series of disturbances.

He doesn't like trouble.

Although this trip to Monan had twists and turns, the overall result was pretty good.

The cauldron is in hand, and the Dao Fruit is in hand. When Shi Bing returns and adjusts his breath to the peak state, he can purchase a new cauldron here and break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul!

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul! I never thought I could reach this point so quickly!"

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, but he was also slightly worried in his heart.

The speed of improvement in cultivation seems to be a bit fast, and the state of mind can't keep up... The improvement of state of mind is still troublesome.

My state of mind... It would be nice if there was Ningluo Fruit... Ningluo Fruit... I don’t know what happened to the little girl Mingque...

In the country of Ying, there was a little girl with her feet on the fourth-level fairy clouds, holding a furry silver ball in her arms, followed by several Nascent Soul-level rain beasts.

When Ning Fan thought of her, she sneezed unconsciously.

"Oops, grandpa must be scolding me again... Humph! But don't worry! Grandpa can't leave the grave and catch up with me! He can't spank me! I have so many rain babies to protect me, nothing will happen to me. I want
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