Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 35: Assassin

　　 Ning Xiaochuan felt the blood qi in his body roll over, and his internal organs were all in pain from the impact of profound energy.

　　 Ye Chenglong's cultivation is much stronger than him, he is a realm above him, and his speed is extremely fast. He immediately came to Ning Xiaochuan's body and slashed a sword towards the top of his head.

　　 Ning Xiaochuan didn't dare to bump into him, and turned his body to the left side.

　　 "Boom!"

The 　　 profound energy sword fell on the ground, piercing a half-meter-thick stone slab, leaving a six-meter-long stone trough with gravel everywhere.

　　Ning Ogawa ran fast, thinking hard about countermeasures.

　　 This Ye Chenglong has been immersed in the ninth stage of profound energy for more than ten years. He is definitely the peak cultivation base of the ninth stage of profound energy. The profound energy is thick and powerful, and the speed is as fast as lightning. Ning Xiaochuan has never encountered it. The enemy.

　　 Ye Chenglong once again condensed the profound energy sword, and caught up again.

　　 Ning Xiaochuan's heart is anxious, and he feels a chill in his neck, as if a sword will slash his head out from behind at any time.

　　 quickly! fast! fast!

　　 "I can't escape."

　　 Ye Chenglong gave a grin, and kicked his feet on the ground, soaring like a big bird, trying to fly over Ning Xiaochuan's head and intercept his path.

　　Ning Ogawa was waiting for this opportunity.

　　 Ning Xiaochuan stopped, and eight martial arts profound energy shuttled through the palms of both hands, condensed into a profound energy sword, and one sword struck Ye Chenglong above.

　　 Ye Chenglong was soaring in the air.

　　 But he was not afraid at all, and laughed: "I said that your profound energy sword has no power at all in my opinion."

　　 With a wave of his arm, the profound energy sword in his hand was also cut out.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Both of the two profound swords shattered.

　　 However, Ye Chenglong's face instantly became ugly.

　　 because he saw the second profound energy sword flying towards him.

　　"Xuangang Bodyguard!"

　　 Ye Chenglong quickly mobilized the profound energy of his whole body, turned into a huge mysterious balloon to protect his body, and his body fell sharply to the ground. As long as he fell to the ground, he would be 100% sure to kill Ning Xiaochuan. .

　　 But Ning Xiaochuan naturally would not give him this opportunity.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 a series of three mysterious swords smashed out, breaking through Ye Chenglong's body protection, mysterious gang.

　　 A sword aura chopped off Ye Chenglong's right arm, and a hot spring of blood rushed out of his shoulder.

　　 Just now, all this happened between the electric light and flint. Ye Chenglong jumped up and then fell to the ground. In such a short time, Ning Xiaochuan made three swords in succession, and finally cut off Ye Chenglong's arm.

　　 Ye Chenglong fell to the ground, and quickly ran the profound energy to stop the blood on his shoulders. His hatred of Ning Xiaochuan had reached its extreme, "You cut off my arm. Today, you must die."

　　 Ning Xiaochuan’s mouth was panting heavily, and the profound energy in his body was consumed a lot, but the fighting spirit in his body was stronger than ever, and he shouted: "Come on! See if you die today or I die."

　　 "And me." Murong Wushuang rushed over and stood in the other direction of Ye Chenglong.

　　 Ye Chenglong broke his arm, but after all, it is the ninth level of profound energy, and it is still not to be underestimated.

　　The three of them shot at the same time, and they formed a ball in the small garden. The silhouettes flew, and the profound energy surged, hitting the sand and the rocks.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 In the end, Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang both flew upside down, with blood on the corners of their mouths and a **** palm print on their chests.

　　 Ye Chenglong stood on the ground with a disheveled head, his body was wounded all over, and his body was covered with blood. He looked fierce like a ghost, staring at Ning Xiaochuan, "Ning sick, you give me death!" "

　　 Ye Chenglong once again condensed a profound energy sword, and the profound energy around his body was surging violently, turning into a tornado.

　　Ning Xiaochuan stood up, knelt on one knee, touched his fingers in his arms, and took out a black dragon scale, wrapped his palm with profound energy, and knocked the dragon scale away.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The evil dragon scale pierced Ye Chenglong's heart.

　　The black dragon poison directly invaded his martial arts heart palace and melted into his blood.

　　 Ye Chenglong was motionless, he convulsed violently, and fell heavily to the ground.

　　 The evil dragon scale pierces the heart, and there is no doubt that it will die.

　　 Ning Xiaochuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, coughed up another mouthful of blood, hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover his profound energy.

　　 About an hour later, Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang both recovered from their injuries.

　　 "This time I have to thank you very much, otherwise I might not be able to get rid of them all today." Ning Xiaochuan said with gratitude on his face, and at the same time cautiously said: "I can practice martial arts profound energy. Don’t tell anyone about the matter, it...is very important."

　　 Murong Wushuang knew that Ning Xiaochuan’s identity was very unusual, and that this incident must be very important, so he nodded cautiously.

　　Ning Xiaochuan took out a small jade bottle, handed it to Murong Wushuang, and said: "There are ten drops of nourishing fluid in it, you can use it! It will be of great help to your martial arts practice."

　　 Murong Wushuang took this jade bottle, with joy on his face, and said: "Brother Chuan, aren't you a mind-raising teacher?"

　　 Ning Xiaochuan said: "It's just a junior heart-raising teacher."

　　 Murong Wushuang looked admired and envious, put the jade bottle into his arms, and smiled: "Heart-raising masters are all rich, so I'm not welcome."

　　 Ning Xiaochuan said: "I'm very curious, didn't you just made 50,000 small dollars a few days ago, why can't you even pay for the old money of Haitang Manor?"

　　 Murong Wushuang's face was a bit bitter, and he said: "Because I have a grandfather who has been sick for a long time."

　　"This sentence again!" A black line appeared on Ning Xiaochuan's forehead.

　　 Murong Wushuang hurriedly said, “I’m telling the truth. My grandfather’s illness has been for more than ten years. I have hired a few junior psychologists to treat him, but there is no improvement at all, even the root cause of the disease. I couldn’t find it. Over the years, I owed a lot of money to treat my grandfather, and all the 50,000 small dollars I made that day were returned."

　　"Can't even martial arts profound energy and a junior heart cultivator cure it?" Ning Xiaochuan fell silent and said: "When I reach the level of an intermediate heart cultivator, I will help your grandfather treat it once."

　　Murong Wushuang is naturally grateful. You have to know that it takes a huge amount of money to ask a junior heart cultivator, and an intermediate heart cultivator is not something he can afford.

　　Maybe the Intermediate Heart Nurturing Master can cure Grandpa's illness!

　　 The steward and guard leader of Haitang Manor are dead, always find a suitable reason to deal with the aftermath, otherwise it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the fourth master in Hou's mansion.

　　Ning Xiaochuan is still fledgling, yet he dare not let anyone know that he has been able to cultivate martial arts profound energy.

　　 "There are assassins, there are assassins..."

　　 Ning Xiaochuan screamed while running.

　　 The guards in Haitang Manor rushed in, but they just rushed to the door of the small garden when they were stopped by Ning Xiaochuan.

　　 Ning Xiaochuan clutched the **** wound on his chest, and ran out in a panic, saying: "An assassin wants to assassinate me. In order to protect me, Mr. Qiu and Commander Ye were killed by the assassin."

　　 When the guards saw the bodies of Steward Qiu and Huwei Ye, they were all startled and drew out their war knives.

　　 "Owner, where is the assassin?" someone asked.

　　 "I was there just now. It is estimated that after you came, he knew he could not kill me, so he ran away... Hey, over there, over there..." Ning Xiaochuan pointed to the eaves in horror.

　　The assassin played by Murong Wushuang~IndoMTL.com~ wrapped in black robe, flashed past the eaves, then jumped over the fence and escaped from Haitang Manor.

　　All the guards chased out Haitang Manor in a swarm. Of course, they wanted to catch up with Murong Wushuang based on their cultivation. It was impossible.

　　 Ning Xiaochuan spent the next two days recovering from injuries in the Begonia Manor.

　　 Of course, it was just a look, in fact, his injury had healed a long time ago.

　　 Purple Qi Garden.

　　Ning Xiaochuan stayed behind closed doors, claiming to be recuperating, and ordered: "Yuyan, go and send me all the history books of the Yulan Empire in recent years, preferably the books about the dark imperial city."

　　 Ning Xiaochuan is sitting next to the desk, flipping through the files, and has already seen a thick pile of books.

　　 "Wow——"

　　 A stray wind blows in.

　　 Just as he read it carefully, a man covered in white cloth stood behind him like a ghost, his body wrapped like a mummy, only his eyes came out from the gap in the cloth. Bone Lu color light.

　　He is like a person, and like a ghost!

　　 Ning Ogawa seemed to be aware of it, and felt the chill of the younger generation, and suddenly turned around, facing the "mummy" with his eyes, and his heart was startled, but he calmed down immediately and let out a deep breath, said : "You actually came alive!"

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