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

The strong men of the Silver Wing Clan no longer cared about their face and stopped transmitting messages.

He directly shouted at Mu Yiqiu and Ning Ruan:

"Please stop, my two friends. This is all a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding!"

"You can fight when you say so and stop when you say so. Why?"

Ning Ruan punched Yin Xia, knocking him back again and knocking down half of the rubble.

She flicked her wrist, her tone filled with undisguised sarcasm, "Didn't you just want to fight to the death and make me pay with my life? Now you misunderstand?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and recalled the five flying swords.

The sword light flowed, still protecting her in the center.

The tip of the sword pointed at Yin Xia who was struggling to get up, and it was obvious that he had no intention of giving up completely.

High in the sky, the third elder of the Silver Wing Clan had a sullen expression on his face, but he had to suppress his anger, and his voice was squeezed out from between his teeth:

"There might be something behind the Silver Moon incident. We can sit down and talk! Why both of us lose?"

"If anything were to happen to our two destiny members today, the Silver Wing Clan would never let it go. Even if the Nine-tailed Fox Clan protected you, you would never be able to return to the human race!"

These words were half persuasion and half threat.

"Heh." Ning Ruan chuckled, seemingly not taking the threat seriously at all. She tilted her head and looked towards the flash of lightning in the distance. "Mu Yiqiu, what did you say? They asked us to stop."

In the center of the thunder tribulation, Mu Yi Qiu managed to withstand another wave of thunder. His whole body was charred and his breath was disordered, but the hand holding the sword was still steady.

She spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and grinned:

"Stop? Fine! Let him cut off one of his wings first to make amends, and I'll consider it!"

"You're dreaming!" Before the third elder could reply, Yin Shuang, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, screamed first.

Cutting off one's own wing is a great shame and humiliation for the Silver Wing Clan, and it will also cause great damage to their cultivation.

"Look, it's not that I don't want to stop." Mu Yi Qiu shrugged in Ning Ruan's direction, even though the action made her grimace in pain, "It's that they didn't agree to my conditions."

Ning Ruan smiled brightly. She turned her consciousness to the Third Elder in the distance, whose face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Senior, did you hear that? My friend isn't very satisfied, and..."

She paused, her eyes swept over the rather embarrassed Yin Xia not far away, and said with a half-smile: "It's them who are almost unable to hold on now, not us. If they beg for mercy, they should act in a begging manner."

"You!" The third elder was so angry that his silver hair stood on end and spiritual power surged around his body. He wished he could kill this extremely arrogant young human with a single palm strike.

But as soon as he moved, the fox tail of the Nine-tailed Female Cultivator fluttered in front of him, and her charming voice carried a warning:

"Elder, calm down. It's just a fight between kids, so adults should just watch. It would be embarrassing to intervene. There are so many fellow Taoists watching!"

calm?

He wanted to calm down!

The Third Elder's chest heaved violently as he was about to speak.

Another thunderbolt fell overhead.

He didn't even dare to look at Yin Shuang's miserable condition.

"Ning Ruan, what exactly do you want to stop?" The Third Elder suppressed his anger and his voice resounded in all directions, "Name your conditions. As long as they are not excessive, I can agree to them."

"Promise your ass!" Outside Xuanshui City, among the cultivators watching the battle, a Silver Wing cultivator couldn't help but stand up and said, "Elder, leave Ning Ruan to us. As long as we capture her, why should we be afraid of the other one not letting her go?"

"That's right, a mere human dares to threaten my Silver Wings. If I don't teach them a lesson today, they will really think that all my Silver Wings are dead!"

Several more Silver Wing monks stood up.

As long as Ning Ruan is captured, we can threaten that madman who is undergoing the thunder tribulation to release the people.

All the monks who stood up thought so.

However, just as they were about to rush forward, several figures flew out from the crowd of spectators.

These figures exist in all races.

It is obvious that the effect of the phantom bead was used.

Because as soon as they opened their mouths, their true identities were revealed.

"You are the only one from the Silver Wing tribe who has this? We humans don't have any, right?"

"Want to save people? Sure, but first step over our dead bodies!"

"I'm worried that the two from the Silver Wing Clan won't be able to hold on. They're so weak. The one who was struck by the thunder tribulation is fine, but the other one, who is at the thirteenth realm, was chased and beaten by us humans. Tsk tsk, he's almost beaten to death!"

"Come on, come on, isn't it just a fight? Just do it!"

"..."

"How dare you! Stop it now!"

Seeing that the Silver Wing cultivators and the human cultivators were on the verge of fighting, the Silver Wing elder's shout, filled with tremendous anger and pressure, was like a thunderclap.

He stopped both sides abruptly.

"Elder!" A young Silver Wing Clan member, his face filled with resentment, couldn't help but hurriedly ask, "Why are you stopping us? As long as we can capture her..."

"Shut up!" The third elder interrupted harshly, his face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

Didn't he want to crush Ning Ruan to ashes immediately? But the situation was stronger than him!

Yin Shuang can still hold on.

But Yinxia was really about to be beaten to death by Ning Ruan!

"All of you, step back!"

"If anyone disobeys, don't blame me for being rude to him!"

As soon as these words came out.

Even though they were dissatisfied, the Silver Wing cultivators did not dare to go up again.

If they don't go, the human cultivators certainly won't go either.

I even breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be best if you could avoid taking action.

"Ning Ruan, what do you want in exchange for sparing Yin Xia's life?"

At this moment, Ning Ruan was stepping on Yin Xia's chest, holding a sword in his hand, as if he was going to cut the other person's neck at the next moment.

Hearing this, she slowly raised her head and wiped the blood from the corner of her lips.

He did not respond to the words of the Silver Wing Clan elder, but instead lowered his eyes to look at the dying Yin Xia at his feet, "Did you hear me? Should I let you go?"

"Please... please, let me go!" Yinxia begged for mercy with difficulty.

Ning Ruan raised the corner of her lips, leaned forward slightly, and whispered, "Has anyone ever told you that when you beg for mercy, you should at least suppress the hatred in your eyes?"

"You obviously still want to kill me."

"That's not okay."

She trailed off.

A light flashed in his hand.

A talisman suddenly entered Yin Xia's body.

"That was a soul-controlling talisman. You may not be able to bear it now. When you recover, I will let you feel it."

She still spoke the last sentence via telepathy.

Then, ignoring Yinxia's horrified look, he knocked the man unconscious with one punch.

Then he looked towards the direction of the Silver Wing Clan elder and replied with a smile, "Okay, as long as the elder agrees to my two conditions, I will release him."

Hearing that there were only two conditions, the Silver Wing Clan elder breathed a sigh of relief. "What are the conditions? Tell me."