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

"..."

No one answered.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Ning Ruan didn't feel embarrassed at all.

She slowly put away the iron pot.

One hand held the spiritual fruit, and the other hand was placed inconspicuously on the storage spiritual belt around his waist.

"Why don't you say anything?"

"Especially fellow Daoists from the Xuanshui Clan. Didn't you come here to steal my immortal weapon? Why aren't you moving? Do you suddenly feel that the immortal weapon is no good anymore, so you don't like it anymore?"

"Or is it that someone is threatening you and not letting you rob?"

The Xuanshui Clan cultivator who was truly threatened: "..."

A group of Jindan cultivators didn't say a word.

We can only hope that something unexpected will happen now.

Any change is good.

Or maybe Ning Ruan has some other trump card.

There is someone powerful behind this.

As long as we can prevent Wang Xuan from succeeding!

They didn't say anything, but Ning Ruan kept talking.

She chuckled and cast her gaze towards the altar. "It seems you really have been threatened. The guy who threatened you is really a bad guy."

"The immortal weapon is mine. I didn't stop you from taking it. Why would he stop you from taking it?"

"How vicious! This kind of guy deserves to die without a complete body." Ning Ruan's voice was crisp and clear, echoing clearly above the silent altar. "When he's alive, he wastes spiritual energy. When he's dead, he pollutes the land. It's too good for him to be destroyed."

With every word she spoke, the monks' faces below turned paler.

Mo Feng, who had vaguely guessed something, was almost unable to stand and wanted to faint on the spot.

The people of the Xuanshui clan felt their scalps tingling, but they also instinctively felt that the scolding was very satisfying.

So cool!

If they didn't also want the magic weapon on Ning Ruan, based on these words, they would have wanted to invite her to the Xuanshui clan as a guest!

You are so good at scolding!

Ning Ruan seemed completely unaware, and even tilted her head to think for a moment before adding, "Oh, and by the way, it would be best if I were struck by lightning for another ninety-nine days, until nothing was left, to avoid bad luck."

As soon as she finished speaking——

"Crack!"

An extremely subtle yet clear shattering sound suddenly rang out from the void.

It was as if something invisible and extremely tense suddenly broke.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable, bone-chilling murderous intent descended like a sudden snowstorm on the thousand-year-old ice field!

"Ah."

A light laugh came from mid-air not far in front of Ning Ruan.

The laughter was low and there was no trace of anger in it.

But it was this chuckle that made all the cultivators below, except those from the ten major races, including those in the Golden Core Realm, stiffen and their blood almost froze!

They did not insult Wang Xuan.

But hearing these insults with his own ears was a great shame and humiliation for Wang Xuan.

Would he let them get out alive?

A black shadow slowly emerged, hovering in the void, even though the expression on his face could not be seen.

She could also feel that he was looking at her.

Those black eyes were bottomless and without any emotion.

There was only a cold indifference, as if looking at a dead object.

"Go on," he began slowly, his voice calm but carrying a suffocating sense of oppression, "Why don't you continue?"

"I'd really like to hear how you plan to destroy my body."

"Is that right?"

He suddenly raised his hand and clenched his five fingers.

A hidden figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The beautiful fox tail of the Nine-tailed female cultivator was stained with blood.

The breath is weak.

But he was still conscious and had not fallen into a coma.

The pair of listless fox eyes immediately lit up when they saw Ning Ruan, "Ning Ruan...save me..."

"Help me...Puff..."

Perhaps the injury was too severe. After he finished speaking a few words with difficulty, he suddenly spurted out blood.

Ning Ruan narrowed her eyes slightly and took out the scroll with her right hand.

below.

Shui Yingxue's eyes trembled.

This is it!

This scroll is different from the one that Ning Ruan can use to recruit people!

The scrolls are different.

The paper material is different.

It's different everywhere!

Even though they looked very similar on the outside, she was still very sure that Ning Ruan had two different paintings.

One card can be used to recruit people.

As for the one in her hand now, she only took it out after Da Zongzheng used the Weak Water Technique.

But before he could use it, the killing god of the human race arrived!

Wang Xuan's killing action temporarily stopped.

His cold gaze fell on the scroll in Ning Ruan's hand.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

But there was no smile in his eyes.

There is only a kind of playfulness and cruelty in examining the prey.

"Is this your painting... the one that can even trap the lord of a city in the Eternal Domain?"

His voice was calm, and no emotion could be detected. "It looks much more ordinary than I imagined... Is this your trump card?"

His gaze did not linger on the scroll for too long before it lifted up again and landed on Ning Ruan's face. "I hope it won't disappoint me."

"Otherwise, your fate will be a hundred times more miserable than that of this fox."

"Really?" Ning Ruan met his gaze. "Weren't you very curious just now about how I was going to destroy you?"

"I'll satisfy you right away."

"Stupid——"

Ning Ruan almost chuckled when she uttered the last two words.

The voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for all the monks present to hear clearly, and it was filled with extreme contempt and insult.

At least the previous insults were not directed at me in person.

But now... he was being scolded to my face!

The word "idiot" was like the final fuse that was lit.

The hint of amusement on Wang Xuan's face disappeared instantly.

He originally wanted to slaughter this ignorant human cultivator in public.

This is the only way to vent his anger at being scolded.

But now, he has changed his mind.

He wants her to die immediately!

The kind that makes you scared to death!

I don't want to see this face or hear Ning Ruan's voice again for a moment.

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator was slammed to the ground.

Landing on the ground at the same time as her was the unknown spiritual liquid that Ning Ruan had spilled.

Wang Xuan saw it, but didn't care.

After he kills Ning Ruan, he will kill all the monks related to Ning Ruan one by one anyway.

No one can survive!

He sneered and spread out his five fingers, and a terrifying force that was enough to crush the soul gathered in an instant.

It was about to hit Ning Ruan on the head!

However, at this moment——

The painting that Wang Xuan had expected unfolded.

He could prevent Ning Ruan from even having the chance to unfold the scroll.

But he doesn't need to.

He wanted to kill her in public.

Let her know what the difference is between the strong and the useless!

Even if she has a trump card, it can't save her life!

"Stupid——"

Ning Ruan saw his intention.

I couldn't help but utter the two familiar words again.

Then he raised his right hand holding the scroll suddenly!

The half-unfolded scroll was thrown out.

There is no brilliant brilliance, no earth-shaking momentum.

only--

hum! ! !

An extremely faint sword sound, yet one that seemed to be able to penetrate eternity of time and space, rang out from the scroll.

Then came the second, third, tenth, hundredth, and thousandth tones.

Countless sword sounds merged into one in an instant and sounded at the same time!