Chapter 747

"Then you deal with these people, I deal with the powerful people behind."

"How can it be? As a man, I have to bear the heavy burden, so I'll leave you to do these easy jobs. " Ning fan retorts.

He found that since Ling Yue's return, the relationship between them has become more intimate, less estrangement and more tacit understanding.

"Well, it's unreasonable." Ling Yue rolled a white eye, but still didn't give up.

Whoosh!

All of a sudden, Ning fan's ears tremble, and he hears a strong wind mixed with many blades to force him.

This knife is not aimed at Ling Yue, but at Ning fan.

Ning fan in the heart move: "the main son is coming."

Ning fan is quiet.

This knife has come to Ning fan under the cover of Ma Zai, and even broke through Ling Yue's protective circle.

"Ha ha, Ling Yue, isn't my business coming?" Ning fan laughs and draws out the unknown sword from behind.

The fiery sword light suddenly lit up the whole hall, and even the faces of many horsemen were also reflected as fiery red, like bloody faces, especially ferocious and terrifying.

Dang!

The swords hit each other. Ning fan stepped back. However, the big knife also stepped back and hit the horse beside him.

"He's the one who hurt me." Seeing this, Yin Rou couldn't help exclaiming.

Ning fan looked intently, but he saw a man standing two meters away. He had a face full of beard, and his physique was very strong. He was dressed in coarse cloth, but his momentum was frightening.

He was holding a knife in his hand. It was a dishonorable one. The only characteristic of it was thick and heavy. It was a bit like the big knife without edge in the hands of crazy knives before.

This person's a pair of tiger eyes also cautiously stare at Ning fan, four eyes are opposite, the air seems to have burst out the smell of gunpowder.

"You're strong." The swordsman said in a deep voice, very thick and hoarse.

"You are not weak either." Ning fan's smile was restrained, and he had a deeper feeling through the blow just now.

The strength of this swordsman can be called terror, and it is absolutely beyond the control of Huo Ziqiang, a man who is mixed with society.

This shows that the strength of Huo Ziqiang is terrible, and Huo Ziqiang is just a puppet on the front desk.

The swordsman grinned. "I haven't met a strong man like you for a long time, so I'm going to have a good fight today, and then I'll kill you."

"Are you so confident that you can kill me?" Ning fan asked with great interest.

"You have a strong sense of Dao. It seems that Kuangdao has really improved a lot over the years. I wanted to fight with him, but he died in your hands and willingly passed on decades of skill to you."

As soon as Ning fan's heart is awed and the other party's words are uttered, Ning fan is even more afraid to neglect, and can be more sure that the other party is not a person in the underground world, but a real person in the Wulin, and is by no means an ordinary person.

Ning fan's eyes slowly narrowed, the crack of the eyes burst out bright light, staring at each other, said: "who are you?"

"You're Ning fan. You're here at last."

"You know me. Who are you?" Ning fan found that things are more mysterious.

"Do you know Qianlong?"

Ning fan felt a little familiar with the meaning of his opponent's Dao just now. After the other side said so, he suddenly realized that the familiar meaning of the sword was the meaning of the mad devil sword technique.

However, this man's Dao idea is more mellow, just like old wine making, exuding endless power and charm.

"Qianlong is my younger martial brother." The swordsman said slowly.

"Younger martial brother." Ning fan was shocked, "are you the apprentice of Dao Sheng?"

The swordsman nodded heavily.

Ning fan had never heard that Qianlong had another elder martial brother before. Now he was very curious about how many disciples Dao Sheng had. If everyone came to deal with him, he would be in great trouble.

"May I have your name, please?"

"Knife demon."

Ning fan frowns and looks like Ling Yue beside her. She used to be called sword maniac and obsessed with sword, but this person is called sword devil and obsessed with sword.

It can be seen from this that he has great attainments and obsession with Sabre technique.

"How many disciples does Dao Sheng have?"

"There were two before, but now there is only one."

Ning fan can't help but feel relieved. If Dao Sheng has seven disciples like Jian Shen, then he really has no day of peace.

The sword demon's eyes swept to Ling Yue again and said faintly: "I've seen younger martial brother's fatal wound. It's a sword wound. It's so wonderful. Ning fan, your sword technique is mixed with the intention of sword. There won't be such a clever sword. I'm afraid the only one who can pierce this sword is the daughter of the sword God. "

The sword devil looks at Ling Yue straightforwardly and stares at the shining sword in her hand.

Ning fan and Ling Yue look at each other. This man is really powerful. He sees the one who really gives the Qianlong a fatal blow, and he also knows Ling Yue's identity.

The story of Jianzong is a secret. It's hard for the outside world to know it, and how he knew it. It can be seen that Dao Sheng and Jian Shen are not ordinary people, and they can't be judged by common sense.

Ling yueshua's sword forced the horse back in front of him. He looked at the sword devil with awe inspiring fearlessness and said: "the Qianlong died under this sword."

"Good sword, good sword technique. Tibetan swordsmanship is really extraordinary. No wonder it's as famous as my master's crazy magic Sabre technique, and it's a peerless master who has created two inborn realms. " The devil sighed.

"There has never been a battle between the master and the sword God, and my younger martial brother Qianlong died under your hidden sword skill. Then I will get justice for the master and the mad devil Sabre skill, and let you die under the mad devil Sabre skill. That's fair." The Dao devil's words are not quick, not light, not heavy, just like that, but every word releases an invisible pressure.

Ling Yue's eyes were cold, and she recovered her cold look and said, "I'm afraid you will die under my sword like your younger martial brother."

The sword devil laughs and doesn't comment.

Ning fan's heart trembles. This man is very big, but he is more concerned about the other side's disciples who are precious to Dao Sheng. Why would he help Huo Ziqiang?

If you don't make it clear, Ning fan's heart is always hanging.

"If you want to avenge the Qianlong, you can come to us directly. Why do you want to come to Jiangnan and help Huo Ziqiang?" Ning fan asked directly.

The knife devil's corner of his eye glanced at Huo Ziqiang and said faintly: "this will be told to you before you die, so I don't want to say more now."

"Who on earth are you associated with? You are a great disciple of Dao Sheng. Is it necessary for you to cooperate with others? "

"It's success to kill you. Nothing else matters. Don't talk too much nonsense. I'll subdue you first. " The sword demon waves his big knife and cuts it.