The two late-stage foundation-building monks beside Wang Long were shocked and they fought hard to resist.

As soon as Song Ning was blocked, the two of them immediately whispered: "Fellow Taoist, I believe you have heard of the Wang family. Today's incident is a misunderstanding. We two apologize on behalf of the young master. Let's just forget about this. If the Wang family is alarmed, then with your cultivation level in the early stage of foundation building, it is probably difficult to survive."

Wang Long was very scared, but when he heard the two people beside him say that Song Ning was in the early stage of foundation building, his eyes immediately sink: "You two trash, my grandfather raises you, so I asked you to apologize to others? Just a monk in the early stage of foundation building, kill me!"

Originally, these two people had a good attitude, and Song Ning was a little shaken, but when she heard Wang Long's words, Song Ning smiled: "You apologize? But you young master still seems to want to kill me."

Song Ning said, his tone also subsided: "I don't like killing people, but if I kill people, I can't stop. You two will either get out or die."

Although the two late-stage foundation-building cultivators were shocked by Song Ning, they were even more afraid of the dark blue cold light under Song Ning's feet. But now Song Ning was determined to kill Wang Long, how could they leave?

The two looked at each other and rushed towards Song Ning.

They comforted themselves that in front of them were just monks in the early stage of foundation building. No matter how strong these monks were, they could not beat them in the late stage of foundation building.

But their ideas were too naive after all. After reaching their level of cultivation, they felt extremely profound about the crisis of death.

Just as the breath of death came, they quickly retreated and wanted to escape.

However……

Song Ning killed the two of them with just one palm.

During the foundation building stage, no one could survive under Song Ning's attack. This is the wonder of the three-level method of the "Shendao Sutra" and cannot be solved.

"I usually only say it once." Song Ning looked at the dead two people, his eyes calmly, and let the number in the golden elixir fall, but he didn't care at all.

Wang Long, who had no support in the air, began to fall. He exclaimed and asked for help: "Previous, senior, please save me. My grandfather is Wang Zhentian, known as Zhentian King. He has a great perfect cultivation level in the late stage of the elixir. He may break through at any time. Our Wang family is now a level 4 cultivation family. As long as I don't die, I will definitely give you benefits, great benefits."

Song Ning looked at Wang Long quietly. As Wang Long fell faster and faster, Song Ning's body also declined faster and faster.

A smell of urine came from Wang Long's crotch, and Wang Long cried: "Senior, I beg you, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! I don't want the sister of the Li family anymore, I don't want anything anymore, I just want to live, I just want to live!"

"Save you?" Song Ning said lightly.

Wang Long nodded suddenly, and at this moment he was less than ten feet from the ground.

He looked at Song Ning longingly, hoping to be rescued, but when he heard what came from Song Ning's mouth, he was despair.

"I, Song Ning, the one I hate most in my life is the person who plays with women's bodies. If you are a scum like this, I will kill one if I see one."

Wang Long's eyes were covered with blood: "Song Ning...Song Ning! My grandfather will definitely avenge me. Wait for death, wait for death! The revenge of our Wang family will make you regret coming to this world, will..."

Paji!

Before Wang Long finished speaking, he fell heavily to the ground and turned into a meat pie.

If he hadn't been a monk, he would have been a pool of meat paste at this moment.

Song Ning had already landed, looked at the dead Wang Long, and chuckled, "I will kill all the Liu family, let alone your Wang family?"

He slowly walked past the king dragon, but at this moment, a drop of blood suddenly flew out of the king dragon's storage ring. The drop of blood was touched on Song Ning's body at a speed that was not as fast as possible.

Song Ning was shocked and wanted to remove the blood, but found that the blood was as if it was growing on him and could not be removed at all.

The air in the air suddenly became solemn, and a blood-colored face of two feet appeared out of thin air, staring at Song Ning: "Dare to kill my Wang Zhentian's grandson, I want you to die without a complete body!"

After this sentence, the blood-colored face in the air dissipated, but the sound echoed in Song Ning's ears.

The late stage of the Great Perfection of the Killing Pill is indeed not comparable to ordinary monks, but they are not even better than Tang Zishan.

However, Song Ning was only surprised and stopped thinking about this. The people of the Wang family only knew who killed Wang Long, but they didn't know why he was killed. If Song Ning wanted to run away, how many of them could catch up?

Song Ning thought of Li Qingxue and others outside the city just now, and his feet shook, and the blue light flashed, and he moved to the entrance of the city in the blink of an eye.

Li Qingxue was still looking into the distance anxiously, but suddenly found that Song Ning appeared beside her. Everything happened very quickly, and she didn't even arrive for a quarter of an hour.

Li Qingxue breathed rapidly and stared at Song Ning: "Senior, they..."

"All dead." Song Ning smiled.

Li Qingxue and others couldn't help but breathe. Although the man in front of them seemed to have only the initial stage of foundation building cultivation, he killed Wang Long and the other two in just a moment of change, and it seemed as if nothing happened.

"Thank you, senior, but... I'm afraid that the Wang family's background is not very familiar with it. Now that senior has killed Wang Zhentian's only grandson, it's probably Wang Zhentian will never stop with him." Li Qingxue called out to senior and shared the worries for Song Ning.

Song Ning heard a little awkward and smiled and said, "It's okay, don't call me senior. Your sister Li Qingling is the same school as me. I usually call her senior sister."

Classmate?

Senior sister?

No matter what, Li Qingxue never thought that the person in front of her was her sister's fellow disciple, and even more unexpectedly, she wanted to call her sister a senior sister.

If this person calls his sister a senior sister, then his sister's cultivation level...

Li Qingxue was overjoyed: "I dare to ask senior, my sister's current cultivation level is..."

"Don't call me senior, just call me Song Ning. Your sister's cultivation level should be in the early stage of Huiling, or maybe she is in the middle stage of Huiling."

Hearing this, Li Qingxue was a little disappointed, but how could the foundation-building monk call his senior sister to the Huiling monk?

The old Zhang and the others had already got off the horse and bowed to Song Ning and said, "Thank you, senior."

Old Zhang was extremely embarrassed: "I offended so much just now, please ask senior..."

Song Ning raised his hand: "I said don't call me senior, call me Song Ning, Fellow Daoist Qingxue, why not go to your house to sit?"

Only then did Li Qingxue realize that she was too rude and actually stood here and talked to Song Ning: "Senior, please, my family is in the city."
Chapter completed!