Chapter 9: The matter is over and I leave

Host: Lu Fan

Title: Qi Refiner (Permanent) Qi Refining Layers: 1 Soul Strength: 1 Physical Strength: 0.5 Spiritual Energy: 8

Renovation Reward: "Chuangxuan Refining Qi Chapter"

World rating: Wuhuang Continent [Low Martial Arts]

Authority: [Mission], [Preaching Platform], [Aura Distribution]

Lu Fan picked up the flower and pointed at it. His pupils opened and the system panel showed that in the spiritual energy column, the spiritual energy was reduced by one strand again, leaving only eight strands.

"Activate authority... release spiritual energy."

"Drop target, Ning Zhao."

My mind is at peace.

The scene in front of Lu Fan suddenly changed. The originally bright world suddenly became dim, and everything became translucent outlined by lines, including the people and objects around him.

It's like a perspective map viewed from a God's eye view.

With a thought, he was able to zoom in and see the translucent Ning Zhao right in front of him.

In Ning Zhao's dantian lower abdomen, a wisp of light blue spiritual energy seemed to be burning.

That was the spiritual energy that Lu Fan had previously injected into Ning Zhao's body.

With a thought, he flicked his fingers and it seemed as if light blue fireworks gently popped out towards the translucent Ning Zhao.

Buzz...

The next moment.

Ning Zhao's dantian was like a baking furnace, with an extra wisp of spiritual energy.

Lu Fan also suddenly exited the mysterious state, and the originally translucent map world that could be scaled at will by his will returned to its original state.

Lu Fan felt as if his head was pricked by a needle. He raised his hands and covered his face, his hair falling through his fingers.

In the system panel, the soul strength column changed from 1 to 0.5, which was directly reduced by half.

Now, it is consistent with the physical indicators.

"Long-range release of spiritual energy... turns out it consumes the strength of the soul, which is a bit too much."

Lu Fan smiled bitterly, shook his head, and took a deep breath.

The first time Lu Fan released his spiritual energy, he held Ning Zhao's hand, so he didn't need to consume his soul strength.

However, this time he was on the top of the city and Ning Zhao was below.

Because it is a long-range launch, it consumes soul strength.

Lu Fan became alert. If his soul strength was reset to zero, would he become a fool? It seemed that even with the system, he couldn't be too crazy. Although being crazy was an attitude, if he turned himself into a fool, it would be more trouble than gain.

Let out a breath.

Lu Fan didn't think too much about it.

His bloodshot eyes looked down along the depression in the parapet.

He released another wisp of spiritual energy, now he had two wisp of spiritual energy in his body. Although he had not yet fully mastered it, with one more wisp of spiritual energy, the improvement would definitely be obvious.

How strong will Ning Zhao be? Lu Fan is looking forward to it.

…

Under the city wall.

The mottled city gate opened.

Lu Changkong rode on a horse, naked from the waist up, holding a halberd, and charged out with a stern expression.

He came to help Ning Zhao.

How could he be at ease if Ning Zhao fought one against four, four Grandmaster warriors at that? If he was included, they could fight two against four, and perhaps they would have a chance to retreat to Beiluo City. The life of a Grandmaster warrior could not be thrown away casually.

In the distance, Feng Shi, who was fleeing on his horse, reined in his horse and looked back, watching the battle.

He was unwilling to miss this kind of battle between masters.

It's not just him.

The Beijun army marched forward in formation.

Tan Tai Xuan, with his bright red cloak fluttering, stood on the slowly moving viewing platform, staring at the battle taking place under Beiluo City.

…

Single-handedly resisting four masters.

Even with the help of a ray of spiritual energy bestowed by the young master, Ning Zhao was still not very confident.

However, the young master said that he would support her, and she believed in him...

Young Master has obtained the true destiny of the immortals, and he wants to stir up the existence of this world! The three masters of the martial arts world, plus the master warriors under Tan Tai Xuan, the four of them rushed over like lightning.

The master of external skills is like a ferocious beast, and the master of internal skills is like a flood that has broken through a dam!

Ning Zhao held the cicada-wing sword horizontally, waiting solemnly.

Suddenly.

Ning Zhao was stunned.

A blush appeared on her cold and beautiful face.

The next moment, her red lips slightly opened and her eyes were blurred.

A warm current suddenly descended from the sky, bathing her whole body.

Ning Zhao raised her head, her three thousand black hair flew backwards, and her light gauze skirt fluttered.

Familiar feeling, familiar taste! The young master actually transmitted a ray of spiritual energy to her through the air! Ning Zhao was so excited that she could not speak.

This is simply a divine method!

All the emotions turned into a cry.

Her Dantian was like a furnace, and she felt as if her soul had been sublimated, as if the shackles of a small realm had been broken.

"The second stage of Qi Dan realm?"

Ning Zhao's long eyelashes trembled and her cheeks turned red.

Four masters suddenly attacked.

The pressure that had originally made Ning Zhao's blood seem to stop flowing, now melted away.

Ning Zhao swept the cicada wing sword.

Two strands of spiritual energy gushed out from the Qi Dan like two dragons playing with a pearl.

As her body spun and jumped, her light gauze skirt fluttered, like a fairy from heaven descending to earth.

Phew!

The four masters all showed horror on their faces.

A collision.

The enormous force caused their palms to crack, blood spurted out of their mouths, and they flew backwards and fell off their horses, hitting the ground and sliding a long way.

One sword...suppressed four master warriors! The entire Beiluo battlefield seemed to be in shock.

The woman in the light gauze dress holding the cicada-wing sword became the focus of the whole audience.

The sound of horse hooves was like the sound of rain falling, sparse and intermittent.

Lu Changkong had a dazed look on his face as he galloped out from behind the city gate holding a halberd.

This... is this Ning Zhao? How did she become so fierce?

Is this the maid he found for Lu Fan?

My maidservant is so awesome? On the city wall.

Luo Yue opened his mouth wide.

His eyes were filled with disbelief! Win... Win?!

Ning Zhao actually suppressed four Grandmaster warriors by himself? !

Luo Yue seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to look at Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair. He looked pale but calm, as if everything was within his expectations.

"Young Master..."

He opened his mouth.

He had a thousand doubts in his mind, and his intuition told him that Ning Zhao's change must be related to Lu Fan.

Ning Zhao floated down with a cold expression, not even looking at the four masters.

Her long eyelashes trembled and her eyes looked at Feng Shi, who was reining in his horse in a daze in the distance.

Being watched by this gaze.

Feng Shi suddenly came back to his senses.

I was so scared that I was shaking all over.

Gan Liliang! Without hesitation, he clamped his legs together and fled in the direction of the Beijun army.

He already felt a little regretful. Why did he stop and watch the fun? !

On the city wall.

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

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, his head tilted and one hand covering his face.

"Sister Ning, I'm tired, let's finish this quickly."

Lu Fan was exhausted.

The voice was not loud, but Ning Zhao, who was standing on the city wall, moved her pretty ears and heard Lu Fan's words clearly.

In an instant, the body was ejected.

The speed was even faster than a galloping horse! Feng Shi's soul was trembling, and his hands and feet were cold.

The horse galloping hard beneath him could not give him any sense of security.

He raised his head and looked at the Beijun army that was coming towards the battle formation. He saw the handsome Tan Tai Xuan with his red cloak flying on the viewing stand, and he roared with a trembling voice.

"Lord, save me!"

Tan Tai Xuan's eyes fixed, and the blue-robed scholar Mo Ju beside him also narrowed his eyes.

Phew.

However……

As soon as Feng Shi finished shouting, he turned around suddenly and saw that Ning Zhao had been standing on the horse behind him, looking down at him.

Feng Shi felt cold all over.

"you……"

The burly body couldn't even react, and Ning Zhao lightly slashed out with two swords.

Feng Shi howled in pain, his legs were cut off and bleeding profusely.

Ning Zhao's sword flashed and cut Feng Shi's tendons. He grabbed Feng Shi's collar and floated away from the horse.

Relaxed and free, every move is full of poetic and picturesque beauty.

Ning Zhao is right in front of him.

It was Tan Tai Xuan’s 50,000-strong Northern County army.

She just took a look and then carried Feng Shi back.

Although he suppressed four masters with one sword, it was a bit presumptuous to expect him to fight against an army of 50,000 alone.

Although the Young Master's spiritual energy allowed her to transform, she was only slightly stronger than an ordinary Grandmaster.

If one wants to fight against ten thousand troops alone, perhaps one must be at the Qi Dan realm to do so?

Lu Changkong also came back to his senses at this moment.

Following Ning Zhao, he took advantage of the situation and captured four master warriors who were still in a daze and brought them into the city.

Ning Zhao also rushed into the city carrying Feng Shi.

The mottled gate of Beiluo City, full of the breath of time, closed heavily.

"The enemy army is coming, prepare to fight!"

"Defend the city to the death!"

"Protect the glory of our Great Zhou!"

As soon as Lu Changkong entered the city, he swung his halberd and roared, and the roar shook the entire city wall.

Ning Zhao carried Feng Shi, who had lost all hope in life, to the top of the city wall.

On the top of the city wall, all the defenders looked at Ning Zhao with awe.

This woman... is so scary.

"This man is the one who shouted and insulted you from the city... I have captured him and will kill or chop him up. You are free to do whatever you want with him."

Ning Zhao smiled sweetly, threw Feng Shi in front of Lu Fan, and said.

However, when she saw Lu Fan's pale face, the smile on her face disappeared immediately.

My heart skipped a beat.

Lu Fan rubbed his palm with interest, glanced at Feng Shi who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and suddenly felt a little bored.

And at this time.

A line of prompt text appeared in front of me.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the [Side Mission], obtaining 2 points of disposable attributes, and unlocking the authority [Preaching Platform]."

"Task evaluation: Grade B (qualified)."

Lu Fan frowned slightly. The mission was only rated B. It seemed that Ning Zhao's deterrent power was still a little weak.

However, since the system prompts that the mission is completed, the subsequent siege by the Beijun army should not have much impact on Beiluo City.

The crisis in Beiluo City was resolved, and Lu Fan didn't want to waste time on the city wall, not just because he felt tired from consuming his soul strength.

It was also because he wanted to hurry back to study the mission rewards.

"Dad, I'll leave this lunatic to you."

"Peel it, chop it into pieces, steam it or boil it...well, I'll leave it to you, Dad, to do with it."

Lu Fan spoke to Lu Changkong who had climbed up to the top of the city wall, but the latter part of his speech seemed to be a little off track, so he waved his hand.

Feng Shi, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, trembled and fear spread in his heart.

Is this kid Lu Changkong... a devil? !

"Sister Ning, push me back."

Lu Fan glanced at Ning Zhao and said.

Mission accomplished, time to leave.

"Fan'er, are you frightened? Go back and have a good rest..."

Lu Changkong looked at Lu Fan's pale face and felt a little distressed.

He didn't believe Yi Yue's words.

This idea of ​​immortal fate is simply ridiculous.

There are no immortals in this world.

Ning Zhao said nothing and did not explain anything to Lu Changkong. She felt that the young master's weakness was related to her, and she felt frightened and distressed.

He carried Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, down the city wall.

Arrived at the city.

Yi Yue returned to Lu Fan with a pale and respectful face, and Ni Yu followed closely, holding the umbrella handle.

On the city wall, soldiers rushed to guard the city.

Under the city wall, Lu Fan placed his hands on the thin blanket covering his thighs, closed his eyes and took a nap. Pushed by the maid, he left quietly, just as they came quietly, without taking away a cloud.

The sun sets in the west.

The evening glow shines down.

The shadows of the master and servant on the official road were stretched out very long.

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