Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

"It's mine now." Ning Xiyuan smiled.

understood.

So many people came here early in the morning just for the Sword of the Gods.

Oh no.

Now it is the Sword of God Killing.

"Ning Xiyuan, a forced melon is not sweet."

"Since the God-Slaying Sword doesn't recognize you, what's the point of seizing it?"

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was in the matter-of-fact demeanor of an elder. He was determined to get the best for his disciple.

How could such a top-grade weapon as the Sword of the Gods fall into the hands of someone who knows nothing about swordsmanship?

Ning Xiyuan took out the God-Slaying Sword from the space, casually stuck it into the soil in front of him, supported the God-Slaying Sword with his arm, and looked at the Great Elder leisurely.

"Idiots have no age."

"Don't think I won't scold you just because you have too many wrinkles."

"You are old now. When it is cold, just cover yourself with more soil and take a rest!"

I can’t die for the time being.

Although her heart is dead, her mouth is alive.

"Ning Xiyuan!"

"You! You are so disrespectful to your elders and so arrogant!" The great elder was so angry that he could no longer pretend to be calm and confident of victory.

The third elder snorted coldly and said nothing.

Anyway, he found both sides extremely annoying.

"Little Junior Sister, how could you say something that offends Master?"

"Besides, what Master said makes sense. The Sword of the Gods is the chosen sword of heaven, and it will bless all living beings."

“Only by giving full play to its power can we seek a bright future for the world and all living beings.”

Ning Jin's voice was cold and firm, as if she wanted the Sword of the Gods just to follow fate, without any selfish motives.

The Great Elder looked at Ning Jin and nodded with satisfaction.

His disciple has a broad mind and a high level of spiritual attainment, and is not an ordinary person.

Ning Xiyuan smiled.

Why do you always talk about the people of the world?

If Ji Qing went crazy a few more times, and innocent passers-by were buried less often, people all over the world would be grateful.

"Finished?"

Ning Xiyuan asked back, with the same standard smile on his face.

Ning Jin's words did not move him at all.

When the other elders saw this, they could only sigh inwardly that the young master was not as good as Ning Jin and did not have the heart of a saint.

"I'll leave after that."

"I don't like salt. I don't have as much free time as you."

After saying that, Ning Xiyuan walked away leisurely. Ning Jin's expression changed slightly and he tried to stop him again.

"Junior sister, don't be stubborn."

"Besides, the Swords of the Gods and I have long been in tune with each other."

"Junior sister is very reasonable and will not do anything to steal my love."

She looked carefully at Ning Xiyuan's expression, trying to find some clues from it.

The changes are too great.

In the past, I wanted to suppress her in every aspect, but now...is provoking her not working?

Ning Jin lowered his eyes to hide the surprise in his eyes.

No matter what, she is determined to obtain the Sword of the Gods today.

She, Ning Jin, should use the best sword.

Ning Xiyuan: "Ha, we have the same thoughts?"

These days, it’s not considered shocking if people and dogs have different paths.

"People and swords have different paths. You two have no chance. It's better to break up as soon as possible."

Her good mood was almost worn out.

I don't know if I can kill a bunch of idiots in a row.

"Perhaps the Swords of the Gods would prefer to follow me?"

"Junior sister."

Ning Jin lowered his voice, but his expression remained calm.

Ning Xiyuan flicked the hilt of the Zhushen Sword with his finger: "Do you want to be her slave?"

The God-Slaying Sword hums.

I don't know what it means.

Ning Xiyuan spread his hands: "Okay then."

"Look, if you call it, will it answer?"

Ning Jin: “…”

She sneered and stretched out her hand towards the God-Slaying Sword: "I have burned incense and bathed to invite your sword spirit. Are you willing to sign a life contract with me?"

The humming sound of the God-Slaying Sword became louder.

It involuntarily tilted the sword towards Ning Jin.

Many people present sneered.

Sure enough, the Sword of God Slaying would choose a better master.

Ning Jin was not surprised at all. She smiled and waited for the Sword of God-Slaying to fall into her hands.

Very close.

She could feel the resonance between the sword bone and the excalibur.

Ning Xiyuan stared at the Sword of God Slaying, with some of his eyes falling on Ning Jin.

Frowning slightly.

It seems like there is a...special power in Ning Jin's body.

very familiar.

Before Ning Xiyuan could think, he heard——

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, the Sword of God-Slaying bent ninety degrees and flicked its own hilt with the tip of the sword, making a crisp sound.

Then he rushed into Ning Xiyuan's arms with lightning speed.

"..."

"..."

The whole place was in complete silence.

I don’t know if he hasn’t recovered from the sudden change.

I am still really speechless about the obscene action of the Sword of God-Slaying.

Anyway, no one spoke for a long time.

Ning Jin's eyes flashed with surprise, and she bit her lips tightly to restrain herself from exclaiming.

How can this be!

"Tsk, it looks like it doesn't want to go with you."

"In that case, if you ask for it again, don't blame me for being rude."

Ning Xiyuan put away the smile on his face.

The Sword of God Slaying immediately bent 720 degrees behind Ning Xiyuan, forming a heart shape.

It just went towards Ning Jin uncontrollably!

I'm really afraid that this dead woman will hold a grudge and use it to carry manure.

The Sword of the God-Slaying Sword had no experience with flattery, so it bent too sharply and suddenly straightened.

The sword energy was like a long rainbow, making a buzzing sword whistle, and went straight to Ning Jin's neck.

Ning Jin didn't even have time to hide.

"clang!"

He cut off the silver crystal hanging on Ning Jin's ear.

No murderous intent.

But still sharp.

Ning Xiyuan said nothing and left calmly.

After taking a few steps, the Sword of God Slaying had already arrived at the girl's feet. The man and the sword turned into light and shadow and disappeared on the spot.

The Great Elder left angrily and patted Ning Jin's shoulder before leaving to comfort him.

"Ning Jin, I will find a better sword for you."

Ning Jin turned around and bowed.

The others soon dispersed.

Only Ning Jin stood there.

Soon, a black shadow emerged from her body.

"You said you were determined to win, so why is it useless?" Ning Jin's voice turned cold and hard, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Ning Xiyuan was superior to her, which made people laugh at him.

That idiot...

Seems a little smarter.

The shadow twisted and uttered a hoarse voice: "The Sword of the Gods is ungrateful."

She was not moved by his aura.

vulgarian!

idiot!

"Don't worry, if you sign a contract with me, you will definitely get some benefits."

"I will find a good sword for you."

Ning Jin snorted coldly and said no more.

He just looked at the sun in the sky, with gloom in his eyes.

Who is Ning Xiyuan?

What is the Buddhist sect?

Sooner or later, she will trample the entire cultivation world under her feet.

Ning Xiyuan landed on Qingluan Peak, but suddenly looked in the direction he came from.

"What is Young Master looking at?"

Yan Qian'an's voice rang out, Ning Xiyuan retracted his gaze and answered casually.

"Look at Ning Jin."

Yan Qi'an: "......"

This statement is more like a perfunctory one.

Ning Xiyuan did not go towards Wutong Palace, but walked towards the halfway point of Qingluan Peak.

She had to go see this senior brother mentioned by the Sect Master...

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