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

talking.

It seemed like he remembered something.

Ning Ruan suddenly took out a long silver-white rope from his storage belt and looked at the disciples of the Shifang Sect below with a smile:

"If you cooperate obediently and let me tie you up, I won't kill you."

"!!!"

The disciples of Shifang Sect stared angrily.

But Ning Ruan's figure once again disappeared from everyone's sight...

After three breaths.

Fang appeared above everyone's heads again.

Still wearing that provocative smile.

Some people couldn't help but look at the cold-faced young man with the highest cultivation level in front of him:

"Senior Brother Yang, if we go together, we will definitely kill her!"

The cold-faced young man Senior Brother Yang frowned, but did not respond. Instead, he looked coldly at the person above him, "Ning Ruan, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What good will it do to you to humiliate my Shifang Sect? After leaving the hall, do you think you can run away?"

Swish.

The figure above his head disappeared.

And Ning Ruan appeared in front of everyone.

A sword in one hand.

With the other hand, he would put a piece of candied fruit into his mouth from time to time.

"The good thing...seeing you unhappy makes me happy."

"As for whether you can run or not, you don't have to worry. Just come here and let me tie you up. Be cooperative and don't be ignorant."

"..."

The disciples of the Shifang Sect, even the light spiritual masters, could not help but clenched their fists at this moment.

So angry!

Really angry!

In a hurry.

Another physical cultivator couldn't help but punched Ning Ruan.

Ning Ruan's figure suddenly disappeared.

Wait until it appears again.

The sword light flashed across——

No surprise.

A sword penetrated the heart of the body, and he died.

The five realms of physical cultivation that I once practiced can only be done in this oppressive formation.

Killed by a sword cultivator from the Third Realm with one sword...

After killing someone, Ning Ruan disappeared again.

Then it appeared again in the other direction.

"..."

There is a lesson learned from killing the illusion and then being killed again.

This time.

No one dares to take action anymore.

Kill an illusion and take a life.

It's obviously not worth it.

No one wants to die either.

"...Forget it, I'm too lazy to catch them. It's too troublesome. Let's kill them all!"

Just when everyone was pretending to be calm and confronting each other.

Then they saw a girl in a green shirt in front of them suddenly put away the rope and looked at them with a smile.

It was obviously a clear and pleasant sound.

But at this moment, he was like a devil, so frightened that everyone suddenly looked up.

"???"

Did you agree not to kill?

"and many more……"

"...Don't you want to arrest someone? We are willing to be tied up and will never resist!"

"Yes, we do!"

"..."

Except for the cold-faced young man who also had a gloomy face.

Almost all the disciples spoke in unison.

There were even people whispering advice into the cold-faced young man's ears.

"Senior Brother Yang, please promise her first that if we die, it will be in vain!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Yang, stay alive first..."

"..."

……

At the request of the disciples of Shifang Sect.

Ning Ruan took out the silver spirit-binding rope again.

Throw it in a certain direction.

"Han Ze, go."

The young man who suddenly appeared in the formation nodded silently.

Obediently, he picked up the spirit-binding rope and walked towards the earth-colored Shifang Sect disciples...

"Please cooperate and raise your hands. This can save time." Han Ze said in a serious tone.

The disciples of Shifang Sect all showed angry expressions.

But only there.

Ning Ruan was still there, so they didn't dare to do anything.

of course.

Not everyone dares.

A former fifth-level cultivator who could only achieve the strength of the western realm now had a sinister look in his eyes.

When Han Ze was about to tie him up with a rope.

Suddenly taking action, trying to catch the opponent...

however.

What he never expected was——

He was obviously just a second-level monk who looked like an ant.

His reaction speed was actually not much slower than him.

After dodging sideways, he punched out with his backhand.

That disciple was beaten until he spurted out a mouthful of blood...

When he just stood up and tried to fight back.

A sword energy came quickly.

The disciple stared, raised his hands to cover his neck, unwilling to fall down...

"Ning Ruan!" The cold-faced young man who had been completely tied up shouted in a low voice.

The little girl who was still eating candied fruits in the air just waved a beautiful sword flower lightly, "Speak well, why are you shouting so loudly?"

"You're not blind, couldn't you see who made the first move?"

"I said, be obedient and you can save your life."

"If you don't listen, what can I do?"

"Then I'm begging you, please let me kill two less. I have to cook later. Killing too many people will affect my appetite."

Disciple of Shifang Sect:! ! !

Affect appetite?

Then don't kill me.

You kill and eat at the same time, how can you affect your appetite in the slightest?