Chapter 52: Juvenile invincible

Han Yanrou was in a desperate situation being watched by the group, but she didn't back down, her expression was extremely firm.
"No!"
Han Yanrou's crisp voice sounded, and he refused directly.
Zhong Qiang's expression changed drastically, and Murong Bo said coldly: "If you don't have a relationship, you will only die!"
The voice of the elder of the Sword Soul faction sounded gloomily: "It's just an ant, why bother to talk nonsense with it, kill!"
An ant surrounded by a group of giant elephants is just a dead end.
But Han Yanrou looked resolute, facing the strong, there was no intention to shrink.
She knew that she might die here today, but she still has no regrets and still has to fight with all her strength.
"If the cold smoke is dead, I want everyone here to be buried!"
However, at this moment, a voice of Lang Lang echoed across the world.
Everyone was shocked and looked at the voice, but saw a figure rushing at extremely fast, and in an instant, they came to the crowd.
"It's him, Ning Chen."
"An enemy of all factions dare to appear here so blatantly?"
"Quickly kill him!"
Everyone in the land of Yunyin was angry when they saw Ning Chen. They felt that Ning Chen simply didn't put them in their eyes. Knowing that there were strong men of various sects everywhere, they even dared to swagger like this.
They screamed in anger, then rushed to Ning Chen to intercept him.
Ning Chen's heart was cold and smoke soft. He stared coldly at the children of the various schools who had intercepted and killed them, and shouted murderously: "Those who stop me, die!"
Ning Chen's arrogant attitude aroused public anger.
Whoever comes here is not a strong person above the Tongmai Realm Small Perfection?
"A garbage in a condensed atmosphere, dare to be arrogant here, really arrogant and ignorant..."
At this time, a group of Tongmai realm experts were blocking Ning Chen's path forward, and they had already condensed an attack and killed Ning Chen.
Puff puff.
However, before they finished speaking, they were sealed with a sword.
One by one spiritual practitioners, clutching their necks, their eyes widened, and eventually turned into cold corpses and fell.
Everywhere Ning Chen passed, they were all dead bodies.
In the base-building environment, in front of him, there are all ants.
After all, they are not Zhao Lingxue who possesses the soul of ice spirits, even if they are also half-step building the base, their strength must be lower than a few levels.
"This......"
Seeing this scene, the younger generation was frightened, and no one dared to stand up again, completely deterred by Ning Chen's strength.
The strong faces of the older generation looked ugly.
It's just a half-step Tongmai Realm teenager, do you want them to take action?
No one can stop him from the young spiritualists present?
Shame!
Murong Bo, the elders of the Sword Soul faction and others were about to take action.
For the sake of Tianmaihua, they can't care about facial problems anymore.
"Good swordsmanship, I'll stop you."
However, a figure flew out at this moment, intercepting Ning Chen on the way forward.
This was a young man with a sword back, and it was Mo Fan, the first young swordsman in Haoyue Kingdom.
Now, no one in the younger generation can stop Ning Chen. If he cuts off Ning Chen's head, his reputation will be even stronger.
Moreover, at this moment, the younger generation, no one dared to fight, but he stood up, that is definitely the attention of everyone.
The knife behind Mo Fan hadn't come out yet, but standing there, it gave people a sense of awe-inspiring sword spirit.
"Mo Fan, Haoyueguo's young first swordsman, fortunately he has him."
"Mo Fan makes a move, Ning Chen will die, so that can save us some face."
"If it weren't, it would be a joke to be swept by an unknown in Ning Chen, the land of clouds and hidden."
Some spiritual practitioners from all over Haoyue, especially Haoyue Imperial City, spoke.
When Ning Chen and Mo Fan met, they both believed that Ning Chen would definitely die by Mo Fan's sword.
At this time, the speed of Ning Chen's advancement did not slow down at all, but accelerated instead, even Ning Chen directly ignored Mo Fan who was intercepting the front.
Mo Fan naturally felt Ning Chen's contempt attitude, which ignited his anger.
"Boy, no matter who you are, you will die by my knife."
"Now, give me a feeling..."
Mo Fan drank coldly, stretched out his hand, about to draw his knife.
puff!
However, as soon as his hand touched the handle of the ancient sword behind him, he suddenly felt a cold neck.
One sword seals the throat.
He didn't even have a chance to draw a knife.
"This......"
The world is dead, no one can believe this scene.
But Ning Chen's figure flew faster and faster.
Killing Mo Fan with one sword seemed to him just like an ant on the road.
In the eyes of others, it was extremely shocked, but in his eyes, it was taken for granted.
"Young devotees, no one can stop him."
At this moment, the older spiritual practitioners realized that their expressions could not help but change drastically.
"We can only do it ourselves."
Murong Bo and others spoke.
"Before this, you can kill the girl and take the Heavenly Vessel Flower."
Fengming sent Elder Liu coldly.
At this moment, he was the closest to Han Yanrou, and before he spoke.
Ning Chen was not far away from Han Yanrou at this time, but was blocked by so many elder powerhouses, and if he wanted to save him, it was too late.
"Han Yanrou is dead, no one can save her."
"Ning Chen, he's just flying moths to the fire!"
Although the people around him were shocked by the means Ning Chen showed just now, they felt that Ning Chen would not have any chance in the face of the older generation of powerhouses.
The elders of the Sword Soul School, Murong Bo and others first confronted Ning Chen.
"Ning Chen, if this blow doesn't kill you, I will let you watch Han Yanrou being killed, making you feel helpless and desperate?"
The elder of the Sword Soul School said coldly.
At this moment, Han Yanrou also saw Ning Chen.
She didn't expect that Ning Chen had already recovered her cultivation base, which made her feel ecstatic.
"Ning Chen, you are fine, that's great."
Han Yanrou didn't seem to realize her danger at all, but she was still happy for Ning Chen's innocence.
"You are too happy, die."
Elder Liu of the Fengming School said coldly, slapped Han Yanrou with his palm.
Faced with this palm, Han Yanrou couldn't evade resistance at all, and had no other choice but to wait for death.
boom!
Old Liu shot it out with a palm.
However, he suddenly felt a huge force coming, and he was directly repelled.
In front of him, a young man stood in front of him, holding on to Han Yanrou.
It's Ning Chen.
When did he appear here?
Everyone was taken aback.
"Afterimage."
The elder of the Sword Soul faction said in an unbelievable voice at this time.
With a single blow, he had only shattered Ning Chen's afterimage, but Ning Chen had already passed him and appeared beside Han Yanrou.
"What's the use of speed?"
"In that case, let you be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate."
The inability to kill Han Yanrou with a single palm made Elder Liu of the Fengming faction very angry.
Ning Chen said indifferently: "Dare to kill Han Yanrou, I want your life."
While speaking, the breath of Ning Chen's body was undergoing amazing changes.
"Yanrou, follow behind me, I will take you out."
Ning Chen did not forget to judo against Hanyan.
Han Yanrou was still worried about Ning Chen's safety, but after hearing his words, she suddenly felt certain that she felt a sense of security.
Now, Han Yanrou's trust in Ning Chen has deepened.
"You still want to go out alive, Ning Chen, are you too naive?"
The elder strong sneered disdainfully.
It was too arrogant that a young spiritual practitioner dared to yell at a group of strong old men.
Rather than being arrogant, it is better to be ignorant.
These older generations of strong people, including heads, patriarchs, and elders, are the weakest ones who build the foundation.
Even Murong Bo is now a pseudo-foundation existence.
In the Ningchen district, a spiritual young man with a half-step Tongmai realm, facing a group of big brothers, it is simply laughable and generous.
"Ning Chen and Han Yanrou are too young and ignorant."
"If it were me, I would definitely hand over the Tianmai Flower at the first time. Although the treasure is important, how can it be compared to life?"
"Ning Chen swept through a group of young spiritual practitioners, thinking that he was invincible. It was naive and ridiculous."
Everyone is also talking about it.
Among the crowd, there were also disciples of the Han family.
When they saw this scene, they were extremely surprised, and immediately sent the news back to Han's family, telling Han Feng that Han Yanrou was dead, and he was the head of the family.
Yes, Han Yanrou is not dead yet, and these Han family disciples can't wait to send out the news.
In their opinion, the death of Han Yan and Ning Chen was the result of no suspense.
On the battlefield, Ning Chen looked indifferent, holding a spirit sword and stepping forward.
puff!
Fengming sent Elder Liu to be beheaded.
His condensed attack did not even have the opportunity to resort to it.
All because Ning Chen's speed was too fast.
"What's the situation, Ning Chen's speed has increased again."
Murong Bo's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed.
Someone said that the speed was useless, and now Ning Chen was immediately beaten in the face.
"Not only speed, the aura on his body is terrifying, more than ten times stronger than before."
"His breath is too violent."
The elder of the Sword Soul faction also looked solemn, and at this moment he actually felt the danger from a young man.
It was ridiculous to him, and it made him feel incredible.
"Run for your life now, you can still live."
"If not, die!"
Ning Chen pointed at the people around him and said indifferently.
He was completely like a different person, his breath became extremely violent.
It turned out that at this moment, Ning Chen used the secret technique of spiritual violence.