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

The little fat man's small sword turned into a heavy sword comparable to a machete?

While Ning Ruan was resisting the attack of the spirit sword, she couldn't help but aim at Tang Yi's sword.

Probably feeling someone's gaze.

The little fat man turned around and said loudly:

"Miss Ning, there must be nothing we want here, should we withdraw?"

"It took a lot of effort to come here, but if we just withdraw like this, wouldn't it be in vain?" Mu Yiqiu retorted loudly after hearing the little fat man's words.

At this time, there are two exits in the cave.

One south and one north.

The difference is that the one to the north has been completely blocked by spiritual swords floating in mid-air.

The south exit has the fewest spiritual swords.

Several seriously injured sword cultivators were breaking out over there.

Only the three Seventh Realm Sword Cultivators who had stood up to break the barrier were still rushing towards the exit blocked by the spirit swords.

"You're already here, so of course you want to take a look."

While speaking, Ning Ruan slashed out with his sword.

Dozens of spiritual swords shattered into pieces.

Even the three Seventh Realm sword cultivators who were approaching the north exit subconsciously glanced back this way.

Then he quickly withdrew his shocked gaze.

Concentrate on dealing with the spirit sword in mid-air.

The closer you get to the north, the less damaged the spirit sword will be.

It became increasingly difficult to cope with it.

"That's all, since you all want to go in and have a look, then go. If you are not afraid, what should I be afraid of?"

Tang Yi, who was almost approaching the south exit, gritted his teeth and rushed back.

Cut all the way to the north exit where many spiritual swords are gathered.

"With so many spiritual swords gathered here, there must be something inside."

As soon as the little fat man finished speaking, Mu Yiqiu responded, "You don't need to say that? Even a fool can see that something is wrong inside. Otherwise, they will go in there no matter how hard they die?"

What Mu Yiqiu was referring to was naturally the three Seventh Realm Sword Cultivators.

But at this moment.

Things are not going too well for the three of them.

There are too many spiritual swords.

Even though the three of them used many methods, it was still not enough.

The robes on his body were about to completely lose their defensive capabilities.

There are more and more sword wounds.

"You also want to go in, right? Let's cooperate, otherwise no one can get in."

The Seventh Realm Sword Cultivator from the Danxin Sect suddenly turned around and looked at Ning Ruan and the others.

The point is still Ning Ruan.

At this moment, as long as they are not stupid, anyone can see that the real decision maker among the three people behind them is the little monk from the Western Region who seems to be the most unlikely.

The West...the bullshit West.

If it were an ordinary Western Region, it would be impossible to enter here.

"Threaten me? No cooperation!" Ning Ruan refused.

There was no hesitation.

The seventh-level swordsman of the Danxin Sect, who was completely unexpected to hear such an answer, lost his mind and was pierced by a spiritual sword from his shoulder.

He hurriedly took a pill.

Leng glanced at Ning Ruan with a stern face:

"We have indeed underestimated you, but if you make such a decision based on a little displeasure in the past, there is no need at all.

Or do you think the three of you can pass through this door? "

As Ning Ruan moved forward, she raised her eyes and looked at the north exit in front of her that was completely blocked by the spirit sword.

Shaking his head slowly:

"Three people? Of course not."

"I alone am enough."

"..."

The words fell.

Ning Ruan slapped the sword box, and the orange sword flew out immediately.

Even the red sword in his hand flew out.

next moment.

Ning Ruan took out the iron pot.

After making it bigger, throw it over your head.

Almost subconsciously.

Mu Yiqiu, who had already seen the power of the iron pot, rushed over.

Hiding under the iron pot.

When Ning Ruan raised her eyes and looked over, she raised her chin pretending to be calm and coughed lightly, "You want to use the flying sword technique, right? I will protect you."

"Do you think I need it?" Ning Ruan asked.

But right now.

Tang Yi, who had a round figure, also quickly hid in, showing a shameless smile:

"Miss Ning, take me with you. I trust you. You can go in alone."

"..." I can go in alone, but why should I bring you two burdens with me?

Ning Ruan opened her mouth.

Just about to speak.

Suddenly, the little fat man's voice came to my ears:

"Miss Ning, take us with you. When I get out, I'll have someone come up with a new dish for you. What do you think?"

"...Follow closely." Ning Ruan's face was solemn.

The expression of disgust that was still there before is no longer visible at all.

"..."

In the cave at that time, except for the swordsman who was rushing towards the south exit, he wanted to leave.

There was also the new sword cultivator who had just suddenly appeared in the cave from the square and was injured by the spirit sword.

As well as the three Seventh Realm Sword Cultivators who looked obviously not good.

But at this moment.

Almost everyone stared at the three people under the iron pot in extremely weird ways.

Then, everyone saw a scene that they would never forget in their lifetime——

The Western Sword Cultivator actually used the flying sword technique!

And instead of controlling a sword, it's...

Two handles!