Chapter 1766: The end of the king

Lu Ruocheng and Ning Xiangyun slapped their heads to Li Guangbin.
Because of the battle formation, they don't have any strength in their bodies now.
So, for the sake of my own life.
These two spineless guys decisively abandoned their dignity and kept asking Li Guangbin for help.
Li Guangbin listened a little bit tempted.
After all, Lu Ruocheng, one is the contemporary king, and the other is Sword Tianjiao.
Basically speaking, it is many times stronger than Jin Ling.
If he could recruit Lu Ruocheng and his subordinates to reform, then he would definitely be more useful than Jin Ling.
Thinking of this, Li Guangbin glanced at Luo Ting quietly.
"Sorry senior, you can't save the lives of the two of them!"
Luo Ting noticed Li Guangbin's eyes, his eyes were cold, he carried the magic wolf axe and walked forward directly, and when passing by Li Guangbin's remnant soul, he didn't even have the idea of ​​stopping.
Li Guangbin's expression froze, and he didn't expect Luo Ting to shame himself so much.
"Shi is also fate, this matter, I don't care about it!"
Li Guangbin forcibly suppressed his intention to kill Luo Ting, and disappeared into the scroll with a scream.
"Master God, don't go!"
Lu Ruocheng shouted in despair, looking at Luo Ting who was approaching, they didn't even have the strength to stand up.
"Start with you first!"
The cold axe blade fell to Lu Ruocheng's neck and he heard Luo Ting's cold voice above his head: "Master Lu, the age of your four kings is destined to be ended in my hands!"
"Child! Don't be too proud!"
Lu Ruocheng roared, his entire face turned extremely distorted: "Master Tianshen will definitely not hand over the inheritance to you as an outsider! All of you outsiders can only become the burial objects of Lord Tianshen!"
"Long-winded!"
The cold light flashed down, just after hearing a sneer, Lu Ruocheng's entire head was cut off by the magic wolf axe!
Immediately after Luo Ting waved his hand, a dozen dark blue fire belts came out of him, wrapping Lu Ruocheng's head.
A wisp of blue smoke rose, and the distorted head was instantly burned to fly ash.
Then, all the fire belts reversed their directions and wrapped around Lu Ruocheng's body.
After that, in less than a few seconds, the last king of Jiuhuan Mountain today also turned into dust.
So far, the history of Jiuhuan Mountain has opened a new chapter again.
Lu Ruocheng is dead!
Seeing this scene, Ning Xiangyun was frightened with cold hands and feet.
He saw Luo Ting look at him again, the expression on his face instantly paled.
"Cut, from the Sword Saint Mansion!"
Luo Ting disdainfully said, and raised the magic wolf axe in his hand: "You boast that you have nothing to do with the world, but you are more murderous than anyone else. People like you who want to buy fame should learn more!"
After that, Luo Ting didn't give Ning Xiangyun any chance to excuse him, so he swung his axe at the opponent.
Cang!
In the next instant, a golden and iron strike sounded, the magic wolf axe didn't cut Ning Xiangyun's body, but was stopped by several long swords that appeared out of thin air.
"Luo Ting, as long as I still have a breath, you can't kill me!"
Ning Xiangyun exhausted his last stamina and stood up. On the surface of his weak body, there was a wave of sword aura.
He understands the innate will of swordsmanship, even if his physical strength is exhausted, as long as the spirit is immortal, the sword intent is immortal!
"I knew you were the most difficult guy among them!"
Luo Ting was slightly surprised when he saw this, but soon recovered his expression: "It's a pity that your strength is nothing more than a mantis arm in front of me!"
boom!
The voice fell, and a terrifying aura rose from Luo Ting, directly squeezing those long swords into scrap iron.
Immediately afterwards, this momentum rushed directly towards Ning Xiangyun, banging on Ning Xiangyun's chest with a bang, knocking him out several hundred meters away.
Ning Xiangyun turned over on the ground while vomiting blood, his snow-white robe was covered with dust.
"Brother Luo!"
"Ting'er!"
At this moment, two people ran from not far away. Luo Ting raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw a beautiful figure that made him dream of appearing in his vision first.
This is the woman he loves, Song Surui!
"Xiao Rui!"
"Master!"
Seeing Song Surui, Jin Ling and Luo Ting couldn't help screaming.
"Brother Luo!"
Because of the blessing of the seven-inch energy membrane, Song Surui moved extremely fast. She came to Luo Ting in an instant and plunged directly into Luo Ting's arms.
Luo Ting took the opportunity to hug his lover. Although the time between the two was not long, they missed each other all the time.
"Master..."
Jin Ling's expression was low. He looked at Song Surui's obsessive expression and realized that he had lost the opportunity to pursue each other forever.
The person running behind Song Surui was naturally Luo Ji. He saw his son and his lover embracing each other with a gratified smile on his face.
However, Luo Ji's smile did not last long.
Because at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed over from the side and stopped Luo Ji in an instant.
"Hahaha! Ahem... It's a touching picture!"
Ning Xiangyun grasped Luo Ji's arms with both hands, and controlled a long sword across Luo Ji's throat with mental power.
People who can comprehend the sword intent are terribly powerful in spirit.
Therefore, even if Ning Xiangyun loses sufficient physical strength, he can use his mental strength and sword intent to attack with swords!
"Uncle Rob!"
"Father! Damn, you will let my dad go!"
Luo Ting and Song Surui obviously didn't expect that Ning Xiangyun would still be able to shoot at this time.
In Luo Ting's eyes before, Ning Xiangyun was a waste that had lost combat effectiveness, and it was nothing to fear.
But now, when he saw Luo Ji being caught by Ning Xiangyun, his heart suddenly became confused.
"Hahaha! Master Luo, do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
Ning Xiangyun laughed wildly and said in a low voice: "If I let Lord Rohmen go, there is only a dead end waiting for me!"
"As long as you let my dad go now, I can consider not killing you!"
Luo Ting said directly, he understood that no matter how weak Ning Xiangyun was, Luo Ji would not be able to escape from the opponent, so the most urgent thing was to stabilize Ning Xiangyun's emotions.
"Consider? Haha!"
While panting, Ning Xiangyun said viciously: "Master Luo, it seems that you haven't figured out the situation! Now the initiative is in my hands, you are not qualified to negotiate any terms with me!"
"Then what do you want?"
Luo Ting squinted his eyes: "I warn you, if you dare to hurt my dad's hair, I will definitely cut you off!"
"I need a Fengdu card, I want it now!"
Ning Xiangyun understood that even if he kept holding Luo Ting, he couldn't escape at all, because Luo Ting would always look at him.
"End of this chapter"