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

Ning Ruan enjoyed the fight.

Finally, the opponent is no longer knocked to his knees by one punch!

"Come again!"

She shouted softly, her eyes full of excitement as she was eager to try.

Feather Tribe's destiny: "..."

It is undeniable that for a moment, he felt a little regretful.

I shouldn't have run out so rashly.

"Are you also a destiny? Which destiny of the human race are you?" he asked loudly.

"Guess." There were only three words in response to him.

Then Ning Ruan suddenly exerted force with his feet, and turned into a green afterimage, approaching in an instant!

Another series of close combat!

It was so fast that Bai Yi didn't even have time to retreat.

He took several punches from the other party.

He originally thought that her strength was only in her left fist.

After all, he had always used his left punch to kill his opponent.

But it was not until now that he realized how wrong he was!

The left punch is indeed stronger.

But apart from her left punch, she is still very strong.

It's as if he was born to be a physical cultivator.

A warrior born to fight on the battlefield.

The moves were wild and unorganized, with no pattern at all.

However, he relied on his body movements, and was so fast that he didn't seem like an individual cultivator, and he was ruthless and cunning.

He fought the most ferociously relying entirely on his unmatched physical strength and fighting instincts.

Bai Yi was beaten with shock and anger.

The effect of the ice field that he was proud of was greatly reduced under the impact of Ning Ruan's burning blood and energy.

The opponent fought with a completely reckless style, not worrying at all that after this battle, she would become exhausted and her injuries would worsen.

Each time he attacked with all his strength, his blood boiling and even cracks appeared on the ice armor that protected his body.

Of course he also hurt the other person.

But it's of no use.

The injuries were not fatal.

She ignored it.

Another powerful and heavy whip kick swept across.

The ice shield that Bai Yi hastily condensed suddenly exploded.

The whole person was knocked back, with a trickle of bright red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Impossible! You are only in the ninth realm, how can your physique be so strong?!" He steadied his body and roared in shock and anger.

The opponent's strength, speed, and defense completely overturned his cognition.

The destiny of the human race is definitely not so powerful!

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't." Ning Ruan shook his fist, which was numb from the shock. His tone remained calm, even with a hint of disappointment. "It seems that this is the destiny of the Feather Clan. It's much worse than I thought."

"No more playing, let's end the battle as soon as possible!"

Ning Ruan just finished speaking.

The other party roared again:

"You lowly ant! You're courting death!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and the golden mark between his eyebrows suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light.

An aura far more dangerous and colder than before spread out.

Ning Ruan sensed danger.

She was ready to take out the iron pan.

after all.

She just has a strong fist, not a stubborn head.

But before she could take out the iron pot, the aura that made her feel a little dangerous suddenly disappeared.

Instead, a low curse mixed with anger rang out on the battlefield.

"Asshole! Are you crazy? You actually used..."

The rest of the words were not finished.

Not far away, the Feather Clan's Destiny, who had just been showing off his might, was restrained by a powerful man who suddenly appeared.

The golden mark on the forehead that was shining with golden light has returned to its original state.

The strong man finished scolding Bai Yi.

He raised his eyes slightly.

His gaze then fell on Ning Ruan.

next moment.

He lightly waved the wings behind him.

A faint light suddenly shot towards Ning Ruan.

Ning Ruan: "..."

She raised her hand without hesitation and prepared to cut her palm.

But at this moment, a figure came running from a distance, much faster than her cutting hand, and landed in front of her in an instant.

The spear was like a dragon, coming out with great force.

Two terrifying energies collided.

Even though both sides controlled themselves in time, the surrounding monks were still shaken and staggered.

"The Feather Tribe is truly despicable. Since they can't defeat me, they're going to attack the younger generation of our human race?"

A cold and indifferent voice sounded with disdain.

The black-armored monk holding a gun in front was actually the female general who had presided over the meeting before.

Ning Ruan nodded repeatedly. Now that her supporters had arrived, she was certainly not afraid anymore.

Standing behind the female general, he said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, if the Thirteenth Realm can't beat me, then ask those above the Thirteenth Realm to beat me, and then I really can't beat them."

"That's really awesome!"

He said he couldn't win, but he didn't hide his sarcasm at all.

Not to mention that the human race would want to laugh after hearing this.

Even the Feather Clan cultivators felt embarrassed, angry, and anxious after hearing this, and were unable to raise their heads.

When had Bai Yi ever suffered such an insult?

He gritted his teeth and glared at Ning Ruan, "Who are you? Don't you even dare to tell me your name?"

Ning Ruan clicked her tongue twice, tilted her head, and uttered something particularly unpleasant, "Why should I name my defeated opponent? Do you deserve it?"

A golden seal flickered on Bai Yi's forehead.

He was then held down by the strong man beside him.

"Shut up! There's no need for her to be so eloquent."

The strong man looked at the female general with a serious look, "Among the nine realms of destiny of the human race, the one with the greatest talent is Ning Ruan."

"But Ning Ruan is a sword cultivator, so she can't be Ning Ruan."

"So, she is the destiny cultivated by your army? I will remember her."

"..."

Ning Ruan clearly saw that the female general's body, as straight as a mountain, trembled slightly.

But it soon returned to normal.

It’s really professional.

I can't help laughing at this.

"What's the point of a corpse remembering my human disciples?"

The female general's tone was as cold as before, and there was no sign of the smile she was trying to suppress.

She swung the spear in her hand, pointing the tip directly at the Feather Clan warrior, "Old man, your opponent is me."

After saying this, the man rushed forward.

The strong man of the Feather Clan did not dare to underestimate him. He pushed Bai Yi away with a serious expression and seemed to say nothing.

But judging from Bai Yi's extremely frustrated look, Ning Ruan could guess that they must have communicated with each other through telepathy.

And most likely it was to make Bai Yi avoid her.

"Didn't you say you were going to kill me?"

"You're not going to kill me now? Are you going to escape?"

As Ning Ruan spoke, she took out a jade bottle and poured spiritual essence into the wound on her hand in public.

He poured several bottles as if they were free.

Bai Yi looked at her with stern eyes.

Not far away, the female general and the Feather Clan monks had already fought together.

Neither side can escape.

But the sound transmission is still unaffected.

Seeing that he hadn't left yet, the strong man from the Feather Tribe became more anxious, "Bai Yi, I order you to leave immediately and not fight with her again."

"Why bother arguing about the duration? There will always be opportunities in the future!"

Bai Yi's eyes were red.

A resentful look was fixed on Ning Ruan.

Finally, he looked away.

Turn around and flee.

Just as Ning Ruan was about to chase after him, he was stopped by several Feather Clan cultivators.

She was forced to fight with this group of cultivators whose cultivation strength was at the eleventh or twelfth level.

After killing three Feather Clan monks in a row, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Without even turning his head, he instinctively raised his hand, made a gesture, and threw out a huge fireball.

boom--

The fireball collided with the incoming icicles.

The two phases are annihilated.

Ning Ruan looked up and met Bai Yi's frightened gaze in the distance.

He opened his mouth.

It seems to be questioning.

But it was more fear.

"You are not a physical cultivator..."