Chapter 93

This Third Grade heretical sect martial artist also noticed this encirclement at this moment.

Suddenly, his eyes turned red!

"Damn it!"

This Third Grade heretical sect martial artist shouted angrily.

Then his Qi and blood began to surge.

Faintly, there was even the momentum of a Fourth Grade martial artist.

"Secret technique!?"

Ning An's eyes flashed with realization as he said.

It was said that heretical sect martial artists all had a special secret technique that could make Qi and blood surge.

Now this Third Grade heretical sect martial artist could be counted as a pseudo-Fourth Grade.

And not only that, all three Third Grade heretical sect martial artists used secret techniques.

That was to say, there were three pseudo-Fourth Grade present!

This scene made the faces of Third Grade martial artists like Liu Dacheng very panicked.

Because for these three pseudo-Fourth Grade, the only one in the entire Qingshan Base who could block them was Ning An, this City Lord.

It was just that Liu Dacheng and others underestimated Ning An too much.

The strength of the late-stage Fourth Grade, plus blade intent.

Besides this, there was also the Eye of Insight; the loopholes on these pseudo-Third Grade were too many.

"Red Sun Blade Intent!"

Ning An didn't want to cause extra damage, so he directly used his biggest killing move.

The scorching heat belonging to the Red Sun swept the entire venue.

In an instant, the three Third Grade martial artists were directly suppressed.

The momentum of the martial artist plus blade intent, the strength of the three pseudo-Fourth Grade was directly reduced by one-third.

A red light, like a meteor, swept across these three martial artists.

"Blade... intent!"

Under the suppression of absolute strength, these three heretical sect martial artists were cut in half in an instant.

Faintly, one could see the unwillingness in the eyes of these three Third Grade heretical sect martial artists before they died.

After solving the Third Grade, Ning An's gaze fell on the Second Grade.

These Second Grade heretical sect martial artists, although they had noticed something wrong.

Wanted to escape at the first time!

But they were surrounded, so how could they escape.

Without spending much effort, Ning An solved these Second Grade ones.

As for the remaining First Grade, naturally, there was no need for Ning An to act.

One had to leave some merit for these Guards!

It just so happened that the entire Southwest was offering rewards for heretical sect followers.

After killing them, there were quite a few awards.

From Ning An's action to the end, it was only a short time.

Many martial artists hadn't reacted yet.

When they reacted, it was more shock.

"Is this Lord of Qingshan's strength so terrifying?!"

This was the biggest feeling of many martial artists!

Before, some Third Grade had also been in contact with the previous Lord of Qingshan, this Fourth Grade.

But it definitely didn't give as much pressure as this one.

Especially even if that blade wasn't aimed at them.

Yet they could feel a sense of death.

They couldn't help but be more respectful to this City Lord Ning in their hearts.

Not far away, Wen Zhiqiao's beautiful eyes flickered, watching all this.

This was the first time she had seen Ning An act.

This was a powerful martial artist!

Many waves rose in her heart.

In about ten minutes, all heretical sect martial artists were cleared.

"High School League continues!"

Ning An's voice continued to ring out.

Although the entire ring had spilled quite a bit of the heretical sect martial artists' blood.

But this didn't count for anything.

If these high school students couldn't perform their own strength because of this bloodiness.

Then they couldn't be called geniuses.

He could still observe the paleness on the faces of many high school students.

Just watching the adjustment ability of these high school students.

Ning An had actually thought about adding the lesson of actual combat to the Qingshan Base high schools.

In the end, he rejected it; he was just a small Fourth Grade martial artist.

He couldn't bear this responsibility!