I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

A bright sword light shot out.

Intertwined vertically and horizontally in front.

When Ning Ruan draws his sword, he is always quick and accurate.

With just a few swords, a puppet monster can be destroyed——

……

Not to mention the mercenary group who had never seen Ning Ruan take action.

Even the disciples from the two major sects in front couldn't help but look sideways at this moment.

He shouted in surprise:

"Oh my god...why is this little girl so fierce?"

"...Isn't she only in the third realm? Why do you feel that the sword energy is more powerful than mine?"

"Could it be that he is hiding his cultivation?"

"It's impossible. Even if you hide your cultivation, all disguises are useless in front of the strong ones in the Nine Realms. Since Uncle Wu has concluded that she is in the Third Realm, she must be in the Third Realm."

"..."

The two disciples were just surprised.

But the group of casual cultivators in the square who had been defeated steadily by the puppet monsters could be described as dumbfounded at this moment.

The scene before them was really beyond their comprehension.

"what--"

It was just a moment of daze.

A casual cultivator was pierced through the abdomen by a water arrow from a puppet monster.

Before the person could react, he was hit hard by another one...

Lie Wushuang summoned his natal sword from his body, and a sword energy swept across it.

Overturned many puppet monsters.

Then he raised his eyes, his sharp eyes swept across the cultivators coldly, and he shouted coldly with no expression on his face:

"Their fatal point should be on their heads. If you want to survive, join forces and attack together. They are still plotting now. Do you really want to die here?"

There was no movement in the teleportation array.

Obviously.

All the casual cultivators in the dining hall have been teleported over.

But there were only a dozen or so casual cultivators left in the entire square at this moment.

They are all scattered everywhere.

You don’t need to think about it to know that these people are all trying to let others attract the attention of the puppet demon beast, while they take the opportunity to escape...

Lie Wushuang is not a good person.

After saying something, he stopped paying attention to the others.

Focusing on raising his sword, he quickly reached Ning Ruan's vicinity.

Everyone in the mercenary group was also ready to follow.

Only Yun Bufan looked mournful and raised his hand to hold Han Ze: "Little brother Han, let's not join in the fun? You are the lowest cultivation here, and you don't have Miss Ning's iron pot in hand. Let's go there. I can’t do it.”

Han Ze frowned slightly, "Have you not noticed? Senior Sister Ning and the two major disciples all attack the monster's head. We know the fatal spot and we can hit it."

He didn't want to let go of such a good sparring partner.

Yun Bufan still held Han Ze's arm tightly, "Brother Han, that's not the case. They have high cultivation and strong strength. Of course they can hit the heads of those monsters."

"But you are only in the second realm, how can you fight?"

"You don't want to run away, do you?" Han Ze looked over with deep eyes.

Yun Bufan almost choked.

Just as she was about to make a few more excuses, Gong Xuan's cold eyes had already moved over, "Miss Ning didn't give any orders, so you all have to act together with us."

Yun Bufan:...

Gong Xuan opened her mouth.

Han Ze was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Heading towards the square.

With a leap, he rushed towards the weakest-looking puppet monster nearby.

Just a punch——

The first hit hit the puppet demon beast's body to a halt.

Immediately afterwards, another dense fist fell towards the head of the puppet monster.

"..."

Yun Bufan was horrified, and in the end he couldn't help but utter a few words, "Pervert, they are all perverts!"

Are all the disciples of the Chitian Sect so terrifying?

……

Looking at Ning Ruan and his group who suddenly sneaked in below, the middle-aged monk from Shifang Sect, who was at the peak of the Nine Realms, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Deep in his eyes, layers of murderous intent emerged.

next moment.

He suddenly raised his hand, and a wind blade suddenly appeared in his palm.

But right now.

A flying sword arrived in an instant and stopped in front of the middle-aged monk. The tip of the sword was pointed at the center of the other's eyebrows.

"Elder Wu just now agreed not to take action against them. Why, do you want to go back on your word now?"

On the Xuanfeng Sect's immortal boat, Elder Yu, who was wearing green palace clothes, sneered disdainfully.

Elder Wu's face darkened and his tone was cold: "Elder Yu, they are also preparing to enter the hall!"

Elder Yu smoothed down the extremely conspicuous green palace dress and said nonchalantly:

"So what? Anyway, the people of the Ming and Qing Sects have set up a formation in the main hall. Any monks above the eighth realm will be lost in the formation if they enter."

"Oh, or is Elder Wu worried that the two young monks from the second and third realms will enter the hall and steal the inheritance of this peak?"

"No way? Elder Wu is so unsure of his own family?"

Elder Wu:! ! !

You have said everything, what else can he say?

After holding it in for a long time, he gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence, "Elder Yu is protecting them so much. Could it be that these people were arranged by your Xuanfeng Sect to come in?"

Elder Yu smiled brightly, "Yes, it was all arranged by our Xuanfeng Sect. Even you Shifang Sect disciples and elders were arranged by our Xuanfeng Sect."

"..."