"What's going on in front of you? I wonder why Brother Ning is here?"

Han Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Ning Qi with a half-smile.

Sakyamuni and other ancestors of the major sects were looking at Ning Qi intently at this moment, especially Sakyamuni. He wanted to see what was so surprising about Ning Qi that he could defeat Sakyamuni to the point of fighting.

Being removed from the force list, even Yanri and his wife are very likely to be defeated by him.

"Previously, Yanri and his wife came to me. They said they wanted me to disband the village I had worked so hard to build, and they wanted me to kneel down and kowtow to admit my mistake. After I killed these two people, I felt that the Happy Demon Sect should not exist in this country.

I am in a desperate situation, so I came here today to clean up. By the way, the couple said that Brother Han may have something to tell me, and after I finish handling this matter, I can listen attentively."

Ning Qi smiled.

"The two ancestors really died in your hands!?"

The two Seven Tribulations Creators of the Happy Demon Sect exclaimed in shock.

Although the monks in the sect standing behind them had known about this for a long time, they still couldn't hide their shock when they heard Ning Qi admit it personally.

"Did Yanri and Shaoyue really die in the hands of Brother Ning?"

Han Jian smiled.

"How can it be false? Haven't you seen the changes in the combat power list?"

Ning Qi smiled.

The old man in front of him has been pretending to be stupid from the beginning. He wants to see how far the other party will pretend. If the other party really wants to protect this group of monks from the Huanxi Demon Sect today, then he doesn't mind offending another Nine Nether Demon Sect.

"Look, I saw it, but... I'm a little shocked."

Han Jian laughed, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Donor Ning, Junior Brother Samsara, will you also die in your hands?"

Sakyamuni suddenly spoke.

"Sakyamuni reincarnation? He is indeed 'dead'."

Ning Qi nodded calmly.

"As expected, thank you to the donor for telling the truth."

Sakyamuni nodded, then turned around and left without hesitation. When everyone in Hanjian saw this, they couldn't help but let out a cold snort in their hearts. How could this old monk be so cowardly?

"Brother Han, can you get out of the way now?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

The monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect, including the two Seven Tribulations Creators, subconsciously looked at Han Jian after hearing Ning Qi's words.

If Han Jian and others don't protect them today, I'm afraid they will all die in the hands of this guy in front of them.

"Brother Ning, since Yanri and his wife are dead and these monks from the Huanxi Demon Sect no longer pose any threat to you, why not give them some face and let them go?"

Han Jian smiled.

"Isn't this face... I really can't give it to you."

Ning Qi smiled.

Han Jian's expression changed, and his eyes gradually became colder. At this time, the two ancestors of the Zhan Sect looked at each other, and one of them said to Ning Qi: "Ning Beixuan, although you suppressed the Yanri couple, but

I'll wait for ten people to join forces, unless you can

Call a few of the top fifty beings on the combat power list, otherwise you may not be able to leave Qizonggufang City today. You have to be spared and spared. There are only two Seven-Tribulation Creators and a dozen Six-Tribulation Creators. Just let them go.

Well, why bother killing them all?"

"So, your Zhan Sect is going to protect them?"

Ning Qi looked at the other party and said with a smile.

"Not only the Zhan Sect, but our Yin Yang Sect is also protected."

"And my Six Paths of Reincarnation Sect."

"You all are so united, let me, the Heart Demon Sect, also have a hand in it."

"Brother Ning, don't make it difficult for me to wait."

Han Jian looked at Ning Qi and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Seeing this, the monks from the Huanxi Demon Sect let out a long sigh of relief. The two Seven Tribulations Creators stared at Ning Qi with a hint of pride in their eyes.

"Except for the Jiucha Ancient Temple, the other five major sects have expressed their intention to protect the Huanxi Demon Sect. It seems that just like the rumors from the outside world, they are still very united in the Death of Death. But what is going on with the Jiucha Ancient Temple? As a monk

, Sakyamuni reincarnated and died in the hands of the opponent, and actually escaped from the battle?"

Many monks saw this scene and pondered secretly in their hearts.

"This kid is really arrogant. Ancestor Hanjian tried to persuade him again and again, but he didn't even give him face or step down. Now he can only leave in despair, right?"

The disciples of each major sect looked at Ning Qi with a slight mockery. With the other party's combat power and identity, no matter where he went, everyone had to take a high look. But this is the Seven Sects Valley, and there are only fifty beings in the top fifty on the combat power list.

There are more than ten people, and they are all ranked very high. Even if other masters on the combat power list come here, they have to be careful. Otherwise, if more than a dozen Eight Tribulations Creators join forces to suppress them, who can stop them!?

"In this case, there is nothing more to say."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

Han Jian suddenly felt that something was wrong with this smile. He turned around and saw Ning Qi walking through the group of monks from the Huanxi Demon Sect like a leisurely stroll. He walked to the last monk and then stopped.

.

"What a fast movement..."

A look of shock flashed in the eyes of Han Jian and others. The other party was standing next to them just now, and the position they were standing happened to surround Ning Qi. Logically speaking, as long as Ning Qi made any changes, they could

They reacted instantly, but it turned out that they were unable to capture each other's movements.

The next second, hundreds of heads fell to the ground, and blood spurted out from the headless corpses, including the two Seven Tribulations Creators, who also had no heads.

After the blood fell on the ground, it gathered into a river and spread in all directions.

"Da da da..."

The monk from the Huanxi Demon Sect standing next to Ning Qi stood there with a look of horror on his face, trembling all over, and his upper and lower teeth were trembling. He wanted to escape, but found that he could not move...

"hiss……"

The monks in Qizonggufang City, whether they were from the seven major sects or from outside, saw that hundreds of masters from the Huanxi Demon Sect were beheaded in an instant, and they all had a look of shock in their eyes and took a breath.

Qi, you can take action in front of Ancestor Hanjian and others, making them unable to react. How fast can you do this!?

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless figures rose up from the sky and fled in all directions. Those killed by Ning Qi were the elites of the Huanxi Demon Sect here. In addition to these more than a hundred people, there were also many ordinary Huanxi Demon Sect monks scattered around the city.

When they witnessed this scene, they couldn't help but feel frightened in their hearts and subconsciously wanted to run away.

But more importantly, he forced himself to calm down, not daring to make any changes, and pinned his hopes on Han Jian and others.

A flash of sword light passed by!

Puff puff puff!

Dozens of fleeing figures fell to the ground from the air one after another. The heads on their necks had disappeared, and the incisions were very neat.

"Go! Suppress this kid!"

Han Jian's face became extremely cold and stern, he roared, and joined forces with the other nine people to suppress Ning Qi. However, Ning Qi was able to dodge their attacks every time, and with a little casualness, a monk from the Huanxi Demon Sect immediately appeared.
Chapter completed!