Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

"Oh, who are you and why are you looking for my Yun'er?"

Ning Xiaolei frowned and looked at Qin Zhan coldly.

"Your Yun'er? Boy, you are looking for death, and you can call her Yun'er."

Qin Zhan was furious, looked at Ning Xiaolei with murderous intent, and said, "I'll give you two choices, leave Shiyun, or be destroyed by me, which one do you choose?"

"I don't even choose, I choose to destroy you."

Ning Xiaolei spoke coldly. He already understood that Qin Zhan in front of him was probably Shiyun's suitor.

Qin Zhanqi smiled and said: "Destroy me? Hahaha, with your strength in the early stage of King Realm?"

"What, is there a problem?" Ning Xiaolei raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

"Of course there is a problem, because the person standing in front of you is in the middle stage of King Realm. How can he be your opponent in the early stage?"

Qin Zhan laughed proudly and said disdainfully: "I don't want to embarrass you too much, as long as you promise to leave Shiyun and stop entangled."

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. Let's not say that Shiyun and I are in love. Besides, you don't have the right." Ning Xiaolei waved his hand.

"Are you going to drink wine as a penalty if you don't eat the toast?" Qin Zhan said angrily.

Ning Xiaolei nodded: "That depends on whether you have the ability. Anyway, I won't leave. If you want to do it, do it!"

"Okay, okay, very good, then I will let you know how powerful I am, and I will convince you before I let you leave Shiyun."

Qin Zhan's eyes were extremely cold, he raised the broad-edged sword in his hand, and a sword energy fell down.

There was a flash of light in his hand, and with the wind-cutting ax in his hand, Ning Xiaolei struck out with the same ax blade.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, the two of them stepped back at the same time, each taking three steps back.

Qin Zhan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said sharply: "Impossible."

He is in the middle stage of King Realm and his opponent is in the early stage of King Realm. How can he be on par with him?

Ning Xiaolei sneered. He had refined Yang Ginseng Fruit and practiced the Eastern Emperor Sutra. How could he compare according to common sense?

Not to mention the mid-King Realm, the late King Realm, if he exerts all his strength, he can still fight.

"Nothing is impossible, take the move."

Ning Xiaolei snorted and used the wind-cutting ax technique, and huge ax beams struck down wildly.

His ax technique comes from the wind-cutting axe. It can be opened and closed with great force, and it is unparalleled in its strength.

Every time the ax struck, the light of the ax seemed to tear the sky and the earth apart, which was very shocking.

However, Qin Zhan was in the middle stage of the King Realm, a talent cultivated by the Yanhuang tribe, and his skills and moves were not bad.

The broad-bladed sword in his hand was also a heavy weapon, and the power of the sword energy should not be underestimated. It was on par with Ning Xiaolei.

Shi Tian hid in the distance and witnessed the two fighting, with shock in his eyes.

He never expected that Ning Xiaolei's strength would reach such a level that he could fight Qin Zhan without losing.

But he clearly remembered that the first time he fought against Ning Xiaolei, Ning Xiaolei could barely block even one of his punches.

But now, it has grown to this point.

He suddenly regretted, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse to bring Qin Zhan to his door.

But now he couldn't help but give in, especially when he thought that Ning Xiaolei had made him lose that ability forever, he wished he could kill Ning Xiaolei himself.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and Shi Tian looked towards the battle group, looking for opportunities.

He had just made up his mind and was ready to find an opportunity to sneak attack Ning Xiaolei.

"Boy, you have some skills. I, Qin Zhan, admit that I underestimated you, and I will take action now."

At this time, Qin Zhan suddenly spoke, with a bright light in his eyes.

As he spoke, the broad-bladed sword in his hand was stuck on the ground, and a series of dazzling magic formulas were drawn out of his hand.

Ning Xiaolei looked at it curiously, frowning slightly, planning to show off his tactics.