He still closed his eyes tightly. Now he would rather not see the outside world. He could only judge the position of the person who wanted to see by his voice. He would take the sword to kill him before he opened the lid of the pot.

When making this plan, he did not think that he would be stopped and questioned before entering the main account, so he also warned the demon cook that if anyone wanted to open the lid of the pot for inspection, he had to let the commander of the guard do it himself. Otherwise, not allowed, in the name of the chief to reprimand him not to move the delicious pot.

However, in order to dispel the suspicions of the guards, the cook naturally only used the language of his tribe to negotiate with those people, rather than the half human language, so that Ning Yue could not recognize what he was saying. Of course, he could ask the cook to say the answer in advance, but he couldn't tell the truth and had to give up.

Everything is still gambling. The cook is afraid of death and cherishes his life.

With that slap, there was no next move. However, ningyue could feel that the cook holding the pot did not move forward.

"Damn, what is he doing?"

In his heart, he felt that his patience was almost exhausted.

Also at this moment, suddenly several roars came from the outside world, followed by four cries. Vaguely, it seems that you can hear the burning sound of the raging flames.

Are you doing it?

In a flash, Ning Yue was happy again. What he wanted was chaos. The more chaos, the better. However, the next thing waiting for him is the impact of a fall.

Hit the pot, landing, and there are loud shouts, as well as hasty miscellaneous footsteps.

I can't wait any longer. I'd rather know that the cook won't move forward any more. With a shake of my wrist, the bright green blade suddenly appears. With a stroke, the cold edge can easily cut the iron pot in two.

Whoa!

There is another sound of chopping. A handful of blood floats up. When you open your eyes and see the outside world again, you'd better be happy. In front of him, the right arm of the demon strongman who was afraid of himself had not been pulled back, and he was cut half by the sword.

There's drama!

When you jump back, you'd better take a step and continue to attack. However, at a distance of half a meter, your already adjusted breathing is not disordered with the change, and your step is also in harmony with it.

In a flash, he clearly saw the front of the broken arm of the demon strongman inexplicably a Leng.

Hidden foot magic step!

At this moment, in each other's eyes, their own existence has been erased!

Hissing——

Then there is a sword, which cuts horizontally to get the throat. However, the touch from the blade tells Ning Yue that the result is not the fatal blow he expected. A handful of blood flies under the cold green tip of the sword, but only the other arm of the opponent's block is cut, which does not hurt his life.

However, how could the long-standing killing move end here? On Ning Yue's left index finger, a cross star appeared quietly and turned into a powerful crossbow.

Ten Star crossbow, shoot!

Whoa!

Cold sharp stab into the line of sight, instantly took away the vision of the demon strongman. The arrow was nailed into his eyes, but the pain would not last long. The sharp penetrating force burst into the drill, and then broke through with his head. The thick liquid mixed with red and white erupted behind his head and splashed to the ground.

The first bodyguard of the chieftain Meng Han failed to make a move and fell.

At this point, the rest of the bodyguards have not yet been able to reflect what happened. Under their shocked eyes, the whirling sword light came. The loss of consciousness, but in a moment.

When he cut the throat of the last bodyguard, Ning Yue shook his hand and split back. The sabre snatched from his opponent's hand flashed out, and the cook who was crawling away in the distance fell down and did not move again.

The light of the fire is now, and the two wolves pass and the three hundred elite riders will come soon. But still save some time, he will not allow any threat to the safety of those children. In such a chaotic situation, as long as the cook is dead, no one should go to the tent which serves as the kitchen to check in a short time.

Of course, in order to guarantee, there is one more point that must be completed.

I lift my hand and open the main account door. I'd rather step into it and look up. It's right in the eyes of the only one in the account. Is sitting on the main seat of a strong demon man, is also staring at him.

"Chief of the Tala tribe, Menghan, isn't he?"

The corners of his mouth began to smile with banter. The smile was still on his lips. Ningyue's sword had been stabbed out, and a green light roared across the void.

Yehou told him that Menghan's strength was only six levels of spiritual awakening. The chief of a nomadic tribe is not determined by his own strength, but by his contribution to the tribe and the purity of his blood.

"Human?"

On the main seat, Meng Han, the chief of the Tala tribe, was surprised. He suddenly lifted the table with scattered food and stood in front of Ning Yue's sword.

Zheng!

Before the blade of Ningguang sword hit the table, he heard a clang sound coming out of the sheath, followed by a fierce wind splitting the table from behind, and the cold light of the sword suddenly appeared.

Ding——

The sharp stab of Ningguang's blade stopped in an instant. Ningyue turned his body and stepped out, and the sword of his left hand picked up and continued to pursue.

Ping!

Unexpectedly, a thin barrier suddenly sprang up, which just covered the whole body of Meng Han. It looked as clear and powerless as water. It easily blocked the stroke of the blade without leaving any trace.

At the next moment, Meng Han laughed wildly, raised his sword in his hand, and roared wildly. It was like the tide of breaking a dike. It was irresistible. Apart from the cold and fierce edge of the sword, it was more direct and powerful.

Boom!

The wind surged and burst, half of the main tent broke and collapsed, and the strong wind swept the rest of the wreckage to one side.

In the flickering light of the fire, two figures emerged from the center of the scattered strong wind. He stood up with a knife, half kneeling on the ground, and the blade of Ning Guang sword on his wrists was bright and dark.

"What is Ye Hou doing? Where is the strength of Liuzhong

Ningyue scolded secretly in his heart. Meng Han's strength in front of him was at least nine times that of the awakening realm. More importantly, the sword in his hand must be a spirit weapon. Not to mention the violent force just now, the barrier that suddenly appeared must have come from the sword, not from Menghan's own power.

Holding the sword upside down, Meng Han looked at Ning Yue, who slowly got up, and said with a smile, "human, what's your origin? You can even get the clothes of the shadow of the solar eclipse. Not to mention, you can also easily get rid of the bodyguard outside my account. The fire around must be the work of your companions, right? But trying to plot against me is the stupidest part of the whole plan! "

In the wind, the ragged Cape hunts and stirs. With a grip of the cross arm, Ning Guang's blade stabilizes again.

"I don't need to know where I came from, a cruel scum who won't live long. Your strength is much more terrible than I imagined, and there are also spirit weapons in hand. But just in this way, I feel like I can live tonight? "

"Isn't it? If humans are just guarding the city, it's hard for us to get in. But if you are stupid enough to take the initiative, you will only be slaughtered by our people. Later, we will make a big meal with your flesh and blood to celebrate this rare victory

Meng Han licked his lips. Suddenly, the sword in his hand was stabbed hard on the ground. The tip of the sword fell into the ground instantly. Three cracks suddenly spread and spewed out the light of the sword. He went to ningyue.

"The smell of this knife is more terrible than himself. Sword spirit, what do you think? "

At the same time, Ning Yue drinks in his heart, and suddenly laughs at himself.

"Forget, the sword spirit is not with me now. I can win without her

His body moved quickly, and his toes hit the ground for the first time. His twisting body almost passed by with a jet knife on the ground.

He was dodging, at the same time, he continued to advance, gradually shortening the distance between him and Mohan again. I'm afraid the only chance for them to fight alone is tonight, and I don't know when it will collapse, and the reinforcements of the Lama department will arrive. If you want to kill your opponent, there is not much time left.

"Boy, I have some abilities. But for me, chief monham, it's the worst thing in your life! "

With another roar, Meng Han took out his sword and jumped up. At the moment, ningyue's sword was only one meter away from him.

Ping! Ping!

The double swords paddle, but only hit on the thin barrier of reappearance, unable to continue to break into the slightest.

At the other end of the barrier, at the end of the handle, a gem was shining strangely. With a cold smile, he swung his sword with both hands and made an all-out effort to cut it with great momentum.

Dang——

As soon as the sword light trembles, Ning Yue's figure suddenly retreats. When he falls to the ground, he can see Meng Han nailing his sword into the earth. Among the cracks that have appeared before, there are more than ten clusters of sword light coming out, just below his figure.

With a twist of the wrists, the double swords split and spewed light. The impact was surging up. The falling body was suddenly thrown into the air. Soon, the castration was strong and began to fall.

Below, Meng Han drags the sword and strides forward, waiting for him to go down.

"The next move is to end you."

In mid air, Ning Yue hummed and held his left hand behind him with all his strength to gather the light of the sword. The strong wind turned and roared, and the strong spiral air stirred and pushed him back in the void, flying and falling in the air.

At the same moment, the refracting cloak he was wearing trembled, and the whole person began to fade away, melting directly into the void, as if he had been wiped out of existence.

"Meaningless struggle!"

Seeing this, Meng Han disdained to drink, swung his sword and jumped up, aiming at nothingness above.

Boom!

The powerful force burst wildly, and the void trembled violently. However, in that, there was no flesh and blood body that he imagined to be broken.

"How could it be?"

"Why not?"

A banter of laughter rang out, just behind him, the hidden posture faded, and ningyue's figure reappeared.

Refraction cloak, gap flicker! To sacrifice the next time can no longer be hidden at the cost of breaking the void into a little distance, another ability of refraction cloak. In ningyue's mind, the next move is the last fatal blow. It is no longer necessary to continue to hide“ Mohan, die Sword out, momentum like rainbow!