Chapter 61 Nalan Scenery Disappears

So that's why he couldn't wait to find Nalan Jing.

As for the woman Mu Qianyue, it may not be so useful, but it's still okay to enjoy it...

"It depends on whether you have the ability!" A cold killing intent burst out from the purple pupils, the ink was flying, the white robes danced with the wind, and under the bright moon, it seemed like Shura. In any case, no matter what the price is, he must kill the ancestor of Nalan!

He can't keep this danger, otherwise Yue'er will be in danger all the time!

Thinking of this, the killing intent in Nalan Jing's eyes became more intense and cold.

"Don't you want the power in my body? Come and get it if you have the ability." As soon as the words fell, Nalanjing's figure moved, turning into a white light and swept towards the woods outside the city.

Ancestor Nalan snorted in disdain, got up and chased after him.

In the dark and silent jungle, two figures, one red and one white, stood facing each other, and the air was filled with a strong and chilling breath.

"Boy, if you are ready to capture, obediently offer your strength, the deity can spare your life." Ancestor Nalan sneered with a strange red glow in his eyes.

"It's not certain who will forgive who." Nalanjing snorted softly, his body's True Yuan force came out fiercely, and his momentum suddenly rose, and one after another golden strange runes jumped out of his body, wrapping around him.

The golden light is intertwined with the frost-like moonlight, which is extremely gorgeous.

With the flick of his palm, a long black sword appeared in his hand, and the sword was also engraved with strange and complicated runes. This was a text that did not belong to this era, but came from ancient times. Hei Yan seemed to sense the killing intent in Nalan Jing's heart, and made a low humming sound.

When Patriarch Nalan saw this black sword, his eyes showed excitement, "Boy, it seems that you have a lot of treasures on your body, and you actually have such a peerless sword." Although he couldn't read the sword , but his intuition told him that this sword came from ancient times!

"Crazy Dragon!" With a cold shout, Nalanjing took the lead, his footsteps flickered, the black flames in his hands danced, and a dull humming sound rubbed in the air, as if to tear the space apart. The substantive sword glow struck forward.

Immediately, I saw Zhou Tianjian's shadow dazzling, densely covering the sky, as if the waves were coming, each wave was stronger than the next wave, whizzing away with overwhelming momentum!

Under the cold moonlight, the black sword body was illuminated brightly, and the cold light filled the sky, like falling snow, absolutely beautiful and chilling!

Old Ancestor Nalan narrowed his eyes, and the excitement in his eyes grew, yes, it was this power! Strong! He must conquer it! This power belongs to him from now on! Ancestor Nalan unsheathed his long sword and danced a brilliant sword light. In an instant, he felt a cold sword energy wrapped around the Nalan scene in front of him!

Seeing Nalan Jing being blocked by the sword energy in the sky, the corner of Nalan ancestor's mouth showed a sneer, "After all, it's not your power, it's a waste to hold it."

However, before he could laugh out loud, Nalanjing's sword beam smashed his sword energy cleanly, and the black flame in his hand dragged out a white sword energy that was five or six meters long. Like a big sword, it fell from the sky and slashed down at the head of the ancestor Nalan!

Ancestor Nalan was terrified, his feet flashed again and again, and he quickly retreated more than ten meters, and the place he stood was split into a huge deep pit by the sword light that fell, dust flying, and thick smoke billowing.

"It seems that I underestimated you, boy, you won't have such good luck next time!" Ancestor Nalan said with a cold and ferocious expression, and the whole body's real energy quickly concentrated in his hand, which was originally only five feet long. The sword body of the sword suddenly expanded three or four times under the instillation of true energy.

The long sword is in the sky, slashing horizontally, the vastness of the world comes into the world, the sword energy fills the sky, smashes through the void, and seems to be able to devour everything!

For a time, the dark sky seemed to become even darker.

Feeling this fierce and chilling sword energy, Nalanjing's face changed slightly, and his expression became even colder.

woohoo hoo...

Hei Yan kept dancing, with a dull and harsh whistling sound.

"Go to hell!" Ancestor Nalan shouted coldly, and the long sword went down in response, heading straight for Nalan Jing.

"Boom..."

The roar and the whistling of the wind were incessant, and the sky was covered with dust for a while, covering the sky and the moon.

"Ding..." Another violent collision sounded, reverberating in the night sky, followed by a dead silence.

The corner of Nalan's ancestor's lips raised a grin, this time this kid should be dead, right? Suddenly, his smile froze on his lips, and in the dark night, he saw a dark sword piercing through the night sky and stabbed rapidly, piercing into his chest with a 'puff'.

As for the person holding the sword, the white robe was tattered, and the black silk like ink was also scattered and wanton.

"You're not dead?!" Ancestor Nalan couldn't help screaming. Under the fierce sword energy in the sky, he actually didn't die! Ancestor Nalan covered the wound on his chest, and the red and warm blood was gushing out from it. His face turned pale, and he gave Nalan Jing a grim look, his figure retreated sharply, and he quickly fled into the darkness.

He underestimated the power of this kid!

It's getting stronger and stronger! Even his most powerful ultimate move can be avoided, which is really a pervert!

But obviously, Nalan Jing didn't intend to let him go so easily, instead he moved and chased after him while holding Hei Yan.

In the next period of time, Nalan Patriarch started a terrible escape career. No matter where he fled, Nalan Jing could always catch up unconsciously, which made him extremely depressed.

Think of him as a dignified emperor martial artist, but he was chased all over the ground by a young boy who was not dry!

Absolutely unprecedented!

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The next day, when Mu Qianyue woke up, she found that Nalan Jing was no longer around. When she touched the other side of the bed, it was icy cold without any temperature. Obviously, he didn't sleep on the bed last night. There is no sign of him.

The eyebrows are lightly wrinkled, this guy shouldn't be angry and run away, right?

Seeing a piece of jade pendant on the table, Mu Qianyue got up, stepped forward and picked up the jade pendant, a burst of white light like water reflected from the jade pendant.

Nalan Jing's indifferent figure appeared in the air, with a gentle smile on his handsome face as jade, and his voice was as clear as a song in the clouds, "Miss, I have some things to deal with, and I can't accompany you to Qingfeng. College, don't worry, I'll go to you after I've dealt with things. Remember, don't hook up with other men, or I'll beat them to the point where they can't take care of themselves!"

After speaking, the image in the air slowly disappeared.

Got something to work on? What kind of thing would it be, and he left without even having time to discuss it with her?

Suddenly, Mu Qianyue felt empty in her heart, a little unpleasant, as if she had lost something important. Now she realized that she was accustomed to him being around, and now that he was gone, she really felt very uncomfortable. .

Nalan King, where are you? Come back quickly, I promise I won't prick you like I did last night!