Chapter 8 Qi Dan Realm Monk (New Book, Seeking Support)

The Beijun army is on the observation stand.

Tan Tai Xuan's eyes were dignified, his face was as dark as water, the energy and blood in his body were shaking, and the big red cloak behind him was fluttering due to the impact.

The city gate of Beiluo City was actually opened.

Lu Changkong, who was supposed to be besieged by the four great masters, took advantage of the gap in the city gate, sneaked into the city and escaped.

"waste!"

Tan Tai Xuan calmed down and uttered two words coldly.

The three great families in Beiluo City disappointed him greatly.

"There is only one chance. Lu Changkong has hidden back in Beiluo City, like a turtle. He will not fall for it again. It will be extremely difficult to kill him by surprise again."

Tan Tai Xuan took a deep breath. He knew that the best opportunity to capture Beiluo City had slipped away right under his nose.

On the side of Tan Tai Xuan, there was a scholar in a blue robe with a graceful demeanor and wearing a silk scarf.

"Lu Changkong is not in the city, and there is no Grandmaster warrior in charge. How could the three great families fail?"

The scholar in blue shook his head, seeming a little confused.

"All I want is the result, I don't care about the process..."

"Give the order, the army will attack, while Beiluo City is still in chaos, attack the city immediately!"

However, Tan Tai Xuan ignored the blue-robed scholar's mumbling.

He acted decisively, drew the sword from his waist, pointed to the sky and gave orders.

The 50,000 soldiers and horses of Beijun immediately began to move slowly towards the border.

…

The atmosphere on the top of Beiluo City was a bit weird.

Luo Yue looked at Lu Fan and opened his mouth.

Although he is an old subordinate of Lu Changkong, he does not have much contact with Lu Fan.

So Young Master Lu... is such a wild and arrogant person? How can a weak and powerless young master dare to say that he supports a master warrior? ! "Young Master... the city lord has returned to the city. We should not attack now. It is best to wait for the city lord and make a long-term plan."

"There are four Grandmaster warriors under the city. Although Ning Zhao has reached the Grandmaster level, he will definitely suffer a great loss if he fights one against four."

Luo Yue said.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair. Ni Yu held an umbrella and obediently held it for Lu Fan to block the glaring sunlight.

After hearing Luo Yue's words, Lu Fan nodded seriously, put his palm against his chin and extended his index finger to tap his cheek lightly.

"Uncle Luo, what you said makes sense."

"But... I, Lu Fan, have had leg problems since childhood, and my mentality is twisted. I am a narrow-minded person and cannot stand being bullied."

"My father never scolded me, so why would that idiot down there have the right to do so?"

Lu Fan said.

As he said that, he patted Ning Zhao's elastic waist again.

"Sister Ning, go ahead. The young master will support you."

"Sir, keep your word."

Lu Fan smiled.

Ning Zhao smiled sweetly and gave Lu Fan a charming look.

It was unclear whether this eye roll was because Lu Fan patted her waist or because Lu Fan said he couldn't stand being bullied.

Haha, man.

Ning Zhaoke still remembered that Lu Fan had just said that he had an extremely good temper, but he changed his mind in the blink of an eye.

Luo Yue opened his mouth, speechless.

Fighting one against four, facing four master warriors, Lu Fan is sending Ning Zhao to his death.

With her blood and qi surging, Ning Zhao flew over the city wall as light as a swallow. She stepped on the thick bricks and stones on the top of the city wall, her white skirt fluttering and the light gauze curtains dancing.

It actually fell directly from the 15-meter-high city wall.

Feng Shi, who was cursing, suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from above his head and was startled.

The four master warriors riding on horseback also raised their heads.

“Who?!”

The four masters' eyes narrowed.

As Ning Zhao flew down from the city wall.

The scene, which was like a banished immortal, shocked the army of Beijun.

The graceful posture is as beautiful as a painting, which makes people dazzled.

Ning Zhao held the cicada-wing sword with a cold expression, like an aloof fairy or like ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were fixed on Feng Shi, and murderous intent was boiling.

This is the person who insulted the young master.

If the young master didn't want to save the person alive, Ning Zhao would have cut the man into pieces immediately!

The young master lives such a hard life, yet he has to be humiliated like this.

This person deserves to die! The cicada wing sword swept across, and a wisp of light blue spiritual energy was drawn out from the dantian.

An invisible wave of air surged around her, complementing the boiling blood and energy.

Afterwards, Ning Zhao landed lightly on the ground.

His eyes were fixed on Feng Shi.

The plump red lips parted slightly, and the cold and arrogant words echoed all around.

"Qi Dan realm cultivator, Ning Zhao."

"I am following the orders of the young master to take your life."

…

Behind the Beiluo city gate.

Lu Changkong withdrew his gaze from the corpse of his subordinate, his eyes red.

suddenly.

The hair on his naked upper body stood up because he could feel a powerful force blooming outside the city gate.

"What a strange energy and blood... Who attacked outside the city?"

Lu Changkong frowned.

Yi Yue, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, suddenly had a bright look in his eyes.

"Master, it's Sister Ning..."

Lu Changkong was stunned.

"Nonsense, Ning Zhao is just a first-rate warrior, how could he have such energy and blood? Besides, isn't Ning Zhao protecting Fan'er?"

Lu Changkong said coldly.

Yi Yue looked at Lu Changkong with some fear.

"Master, everything I said is true. Sister Ning has received the help of the young master's immortal fate and spiritual energy. Now she has broken through to become a master. I came to open the city gate at the young master's order."

Yi Yue pursed her lips and spoke fearfully but stubbornly.

Lu Changkong was really stunned this time.

Immortal fate?

Aura?

What a mess.

We warriors do not believe in immortals or Buddhas.

I only believe in blood and fists! However, Lu Changkong fell into silence again.

Because he clearly heard Ning Zhao's judgmental voice coming from outside the city gate.

…

Tan Tai Xuan held a sword and stood on the viewing platform pulled by several horses.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

When he saw the graceful figure floating down from the top of Beiluo City, his gaze couldn't help but shrink.

"Who is this woman?"

Tan Tai Xuan took a deep breath.

The figure, like that of a banished immortal, was deeply imprinted in his heart.

However, the generals around him could not tell this man's name.

Even though he was Tan Tai Xuan's most trusted adviser, the scholar in green opened his mouth, unable to search for this person's information from the list of master warriors in his mind.

"There is a new Grandmaster in Beiluo City...you guys don't know this?"

Tan Tai Xuan glanced at everyone and laughed out of anger.

He said how could Lu Changkong dare to leave the city in person, it turned out that there was a master in the city! No wonder the three great families failed.

If he knew that there was another master in Beiluo City, he would definitely make some plans.

I thought he was the one who tricked Lu Changkong, but it turned out...it was Lu Changkong who dug the pit and waited for him to jump into it.

Lu Changkong... You are great! Tan Taixuan's face gradually darkened.

"Don't worry, Governor. We have four Grandmasters, while Beiluo City only has two. The advantage is still on our side."

The blue-robed scholar Mo Ju chuckled.

Tan Tai Xuan also understood this and calmed down.

However, the arrow is now on the string and has to be shot.

The attack can only continue.

…

"Hahaha! You slut... I'm a general under the command of Governor Tan Tai, how dare you kill me?"

After hearing Ning Zhao's words, Feng Shi burst into laughter and glared at Ning Zhao ferociously.

So what if he's a Grandmaster?!

He, Feng Shi... is the most powerful general in Beijun!

The next moment.

Pull the reins in suddenly!

Hiss.

The horse neighed loudly, its front hooves raised high, and its mane flying.

However, when the horse's hooves fell, Feng Shi thought he was going to charge, but who knew...

Feng Shi turned his horse around, rode on it without looking back, and fled backwards at full speed, with a strong desire to survive.

Show respect first.

The four masters were slightly stunned, then looked at each other solemnly.

"Qi Dan Realm...what realm is it?"

"This woman calls herself a monk? What does a monk mean?"

The four masters exchanged glances. As masters of the highest martial arts power, they had broad knowledge, but they had never heard of Qi Dan cultivators.

"Humph! Maybe this woman is just talking nonsense to confuse our minds."

The master general under Tan Tai Xuan said coldly.

The next moment, he spurred his horse and charged towards Ning Zhao.

The three martial arts masters looked at each other, and then they all spurred their horses and rushed towards Ning Zhao.

Although Ning Zhao's blood and energy are strange and powerful, but... it is only at the level of an ordinary master warrior.

The four masters galloped on their horses, their blood and energy surging.

They did not keep Lu Changkong, and at this moment, they took out all their anger on Ning Zhao, hoping to redeem themselves for their crimes.

Feng Shi fled in the direction of Tan Tai Xuan's army.

The four masters rushed towards Ning Zhao.

However, Ning Zhao's gaze was still on Feng Shi.

The four masters did not receive any of her attention.

On the city wall.

"Xiao Ni, push me to the women's wall."

Lu Fan said softly.

Ni Yu's face turned red and she wanted to put away her umbrella.

"Let me do it."

However, Luo Yue walked behind Lu Fan and pushed the wheelchair to the recess of the parapet.

Looking from afar, Lu Fan could see the 50,000-strong army of Beijun approaching like a dark cloud.

He withdrew his gaze and focused on the battle below the city wall.

His eyes narrowed slightly. The battle below must be resolved quickly, otherwise once it is delayed until the army attacks, even a master will not be able to resist.

Although Lu Fan felt sorry for his spiritual energy, he now had the Qi refining technique "Chuangxuan Qi Refining Chapter", which allowed him to continuously refine spiritual energy.

So now, he has the capital for luxury.

Under Luo Yue's puzzled gaze.

Lu Fan slowly raised his hand, with his index finger against his thumb, as if picking a flower.

Ning Zhao must win this battle.

Since one wisp of spiritual energy is not enough.

Then another one.

Sensing the spiritual energy being released and locking onto Ning Zhao...

Lu Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, picked up the flower and flicked it out with one finger.

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