About the fact that I only have one move to clear the customs

Ning Fan was suspended in mid-air, and the thunder god power above the sky was slowly retracting to the nine heavens. At this moment, the thunder light all over the sky and the corpse of the giant beast below became his background board.

Thor background plate.

Ning Fan's gaze also seemed to be condensed with fierce lightning, Zhao Miao didn't dare to look at him, but just bowed his head in response.

Ning Fan looked around, and everyone retreated one after another, as if they were facing an evil spirit.

"My sword only strikes at ghosts, and you are not ghosts, what are you afraid of?" Ning Fan smiled lightly.

No one dared to answer, and everyone was still immersed in the stunning sword just now, unable to recover.

"The next time the ghost clan comes to attack, I hope you can react faster. If you are so procrastinated like now, Donghai City has already been broken." Ning Fan Youyou left such a sentence, and volleyed towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Niu Ben and the others finally recovered from the shock, turned around and led a group of deacons towards the entrance of the tower.

Zhao Miao's Adam's apple rolled, and he said to Niu Ben:

"Second brother..."

Niu Ben spread his hands at him, "When we arrived, God Ning Fan had already fought with the sea ghost."

"The sea ghost with such a huge body should be an S-level ghost that we have never met before. How many tricks did he...Ning Fan use?" Zhao Miao asked.

Hu Xun on the side stretched out a finger.

"Ten moves?" Zhao Miao said in surprise, ten moves is over?

"One move." Hu Xun gave him a blank look and said.

"What?!" Zhao Miao's scalp was numb, and he took a breath and said:

"One move, it only takes one move to kill an S-level ghost?!"

"Otherwise, how many more tricks do you think you need?" Niu Ben asked back with a dark face, "Ning Fan can win the first place in the sword competition in Tanshan, and let the president give you a good wine, his strength and status have long been There is no doubt, but you are still thinking about teasing others, so reflect on yourself, do you have that fate!"

Said to follow Ning Fan's footsteps.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally realized how powerful Ning Fan, who came to replace Brother Long Tao, possessed.

Ning Fan returned to his courtyard and continued to practice swordsmanship. Although he could release some sword intent now, Ning Fan felt that this was not enough, even the sword heart had not yet been cultivated. Although his strength had reached this stage, Ning Fan I know that there is still a long way to go.

Moreover, Ning Fan could feel that the power of the running wheel in his body was becoming more and more difficult to suppress, and even in the past few days, Ning Fan could clearly feel that his hands and feet sometimes did not listen to him.

This is a very dangerous signal. Although the runner is usually silent, making it easy to forget his existence, Ning Fan knows that he has been fighting with the system in his body. This struggle has been going on since he entered his body. It never stopped.

Now that his power is getting stronger and stronger, the game system is almost unable to suppress it. Maybe one day if the system cannot suppress it, he will face the King of the Wheel.

Do you have that strength?

Obviously, there is no such thing now. Perhaps at that time, only by sticking to one's heart can one not be robbed of one's body by the wheel.

And if you want to stick to your heart, I am afraid that cultivating the sword heart as senior Chen Moyan said is the only way, so there is not much time left for Ning Fan.

Tomorrow and the runner, I don't know which will come first.

"Dong dong dong." Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

It should be Wang Chao. This guy chats with Ning Fan twice a day, in the name of relaxing. Ning Fan concentrates on practicing swords without turning his head back:

"come in."

The door was pushed open, and to Ning Fan's surprise, a large group of people poured into the courtyard. This courtyard is quite spacious for one person, but at this moment, with so many people suddenly pouring in, it immediately became a little crowded.

Headed by Niu Ben, the leadership of Donghai City, large and small deacons above level B have come, there are hundreds of people, and the battle is not small.

Ning Fan looked at the leader Niu Ben, frowned and said:

"If you don't go to guard the city defense, what are you doing here?"

If these people still behave indiscriminately regardless of priorities, or even abandon the city defenses to seek their own misfortune, then I might as well give them some blood today!

Seeing that Ning Fan's face was full of clouds, Niu Ben hurriedly cupped his hands and said:

"God Ning Fan misunderstood, we brothers are here to apologize for the previous disrespect to God."

Ning Fan waved his hands and smiled, "It doesn't matter. I only come here for one thing, and that is to guard East Sea City. The rest are not important."

Everyone looked at each other, God Ning Fan is really noble!He doesn't even care about other people's misunderstandings and opinions about him, he only wants to guard the city defense and protect the peace of one side!

This is in line with his actual action of being the first to rush to the city defense to kill the S-level ghost!

Niu Ben's red face was even redder at this moment. I don't know if it was because of the hot weather or because of shame. He respectfully said:

"I understand, the Great Master continues to practice, we will not bother the Great Master, and the ordinary city defense, please rest assured that the Great Master, we will not disturb the Great Master because of trivial matters."

As he spoke, he led the people who were still somewhat confused, and quietly retreated out of the yard.

The corners of Ning Fan's mouth turned upwards. Niu Ben looked rough and reckless, but in fact he was thick and thin. He could see many problems clearly, but only in this way, as the second child of tens of thousands of brothers in Donghai City, everyone would admire him sincerely. he.

I really envy Long Tao, there are such a group of brothers who are willing to go through life and death with him, brothers full of passion.

After more than ten days, the ghost clan did not come to invade the country again, Ning Fan devoted himself to cultivation, and Niu Ben and the others did not bother Ning Fan again, and the days passed quietly with the progress day after day.

In a blink of an eye, Ning Fan came to Donghai City to be the city lord for more than 20 days. During this period, except for one attack by the ghost clan, after Ning Fan repelled it with a sword, the ghost clan never came again.

And Ning Fan has been staying behind closed doors, just practicing his swordsmanship, and the sword intent is gradually integrated into the swordsmanship, becoming more and more silky.

But just this morning, Ning Fan, who picked up the sword and was about to practice, suddenly realized that the sword intent had been fused almost perfectly, so what's the point of cultivating the sword intent by himself?

He has already reached the ceiling, and it is meaningless to meditate any longer. Only by breaking through the limitations of his thinking can he take the next step.

Ning Fan put away the long sword, sat down on the spot, and thought about where Jian Xin's cultivation should start.

It would be great if Senior Chen Moyan was by his side at this time, maybe he only needs one sentence to wake himself up and break out of his predicament.

"Can't you continue to cultivate?" The voice of the runner suddenly sounded.

Ning Fan said: "What do you want to say?"

"Thirty miles east of Donghai City, there is an extremely deep trench."

"I won't go." Ning Fan said coldly.

"You should want to go, because the ghost clan is there..."