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

Outside the square.

The people who had just arrived were completely stunned on the spot.

Among these people were several men in black robes from Yun Bufan's former organization.

There is a mysterious monk named Wan who wears a black mask on his face.

There were three Ninth Realm casual cultivators who once held lightning-strike wooden swords and joined forces to fight against the snake demon.

There is also Mr. Yang and the charming and pretty woman beside him.

Behind the two of them, only the Nine Realm old man who protected Mr. Yang remained.

There were no other guards left.

"It's them... Master, run!"

The old man from the Nine Realms behind Mr. Yang was the first to react.

He obviously recognized the group of people who created the bloody scene in the square.

But the old man just shouted out.

Six strong men at the peak of the Nine Realms flew over there.

Mr. Yang's pupils shrank suddenly.

Subconsciously, he pushed the pretty woman next to him out.

As for him, he was being pulled by the Nine Realm experts and was about to fly away.

"Senior brother, don't abandon me..."

The pretty woman didn't know when she grabbed Mr. Yang's sleeve.

Looking at him with tearful eyes.

His eyes were full of pleading looks.

however.

Mr. Yang did not speak.

He just used the wind blade to cut off his sleeve with his backhand.

There was no hesitation or reluctance in his eyebrows.

Watching the two of them escape.

The pretty woman wiped her tears.

The voice is still delicate and beautiful:

"Senior brother, you are so cruel. I have been with you for so long, and yet you give up on me."

It only takes a moment.

The six experts at the peak of the Nine Realms have arrived outside the square.

Two of them killed three casual cultivators.

The other Westerners chased the man in black robe.

The pretty woman wiped away her tears and flew up into the air with a smile.

The terrifying aura on his body rose rapidly at this moment.

Seven Realms...

Eight Realms...

Nine Realms...

Ten Realms...

Eleven realms...

"Senior brother, you can't escape without my permission."

The woman slowly raised her hands.

The two ice blades struck at Mr. Yang and the old man one after another——

No surprise.

The two people who were running away in front were pierced through the chest by an ice blade.

Suddenly fell down...

And the other side.

It was a scene of three casual cultivators of the Nine Realms being suppressed and beaten by two strong men at the peak of the Nine Realms.

The woman only glanced at him and then looked away.

Turning to look in the direction of the man in black robe.

Then he subconsciously said "Huh".

"This is... those dirty guys from the Soul Devouring Pavilion? Interesting..."

There was a bit more interest on the woman's face.

But right now.

Something unexpected happened.

Those black-robed Nine Realms were about to be defeated.

Several rays of dark light fell on several people.

And the person who took action——

It was the monk named Wan who made Ning Ruan feel mysterious.

"Soul-Eating Technique? I really didn't expect that even I was deceived..."

The woman was really surprised this time.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

A blue light flashed on his hand.

Several ice blades struck at the monk named Wan one after another.

The latter did not hide.

Instead, he snorted coldly, and the dark light on his hand increased.

It's just a matter of seconds.

Only the shriveled bodies of those men in black robes were left.

"Oh, Zhongzhou Family, you have stretched your hands too far. Do you really think that the seven major sects in Qingyun Province can let you go?"

Monk Wan sneered.

next moment.

Then he threw the withered bodies towards the ice blade.

The pressure of the eleventh realm was clearly revealed at this moment.

……

on the square.

Whether it is the disciples under the iron pot or the elders in the formation.

They were all so shocked by the scene in front of them that they couldn't react for a long time.

a long time.

Yun Bufancai, who was cowering behind Ning Ruan, pointed at the monk named Wan and shouted tremblingly:

"Ning...Miss Ning, that person...he...he is my master..."

Ning Ruan:? ? ?

"Are you mentally retarded? We have been walking together for so long, and you told me that he is your master???"

Yun Bufan was horrified and aggrieved, "I have never seen my master's appearance. Just now, he gave me the feeling that he was my master."

"There is also the Soul-Eating Technique. This is what Master gave us..."

Ning Ruan took a deep breath, "Then your organization is really ruthless. At the beginning, you recruit your own people to help you?"

She had not forgotten that those men in black robes were also Yun Bufan's former partners.

"Junior sister, do you know those two Eleventh realms?" Pei Jingyu couldn't help asking.

Ning Ruan sighed, "We know each other, right?"

They are all guys who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.

She knew that the secret realm that allowed the protagonist to come would definitely not be simple.

But I never expected that...exploring the secret realm would turn into a vest-breaking competition?

Are they really all bosses?

"Senior Brother Xi, are you also in the ninth realm?"

Ning Ruan suddenly asked.

Pei Jingyu blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes, "Of course I'm not."

Ning Ruan: "...Then if I give you ten middle-grade spiritual stones, can you reach the peak of the Nine Realms?"

Her peach blossom eyes suddenly brightened, "Who are you doing?"

Ning Ruan:......

Cao Bai, the leading disciple of Chitian Sect, paid attention to the two of them:? ? ?