- Chapter 127 2 (2/2)

A few bandits were surprised. They were also surprised that Nan Wei had such a big fortune. Sure enough, he was a fat sheep and was even able to obtain a Three Marked Immortal Cloud. Ignoring the formation, all of them stepped into the void and chased after the Immortal Cloud.

However, the moment those bandits flew into the sky, the smiling white-clad youth who stood before Nan Wei on the Immortal Cloud withdrew his smile abruptly. His eyes shone with a cold light.

“Nan Wei, you will harness the cloud and continue moving. Slow down the speed. I would like to see how many bandits would dare to follow and conspire against me!”

“Roger!” Nan Wei replied, and immediately took control of the Immortal Cloud.

The speed of the cloud was neither fast nor slow, allowing those bandits to keep up, but they still couldn’t catch up.

The ambushing bandits cast out various divine abilities, but still couldn’t take down the Immortal Cloud. There was even a Gold Core old expert who secretly sent out a High Grade Magical Treasure to attack the Immortal Cloud, but just as the magical treasure was about to reach the Immortal Cloud, it disappeared into thin air…

“Humph! I never thought that I would go out for wool and come home shorn…Chase them! We must capture this fat sheep, kill him and retrieve the magical treasure!”

One after another, all bandits joined the pursuit, creating a long rank in the night.

When the Immortal Cloud was only a hundred miles from Ning City, the Immortal Cloud stopped abruptly.

At this moment, Ning Fan opened his eyes, showing murderous intent. He waved his palm and the giant white bone sword appeared in his hand, then casted the Eighteen-Meter Body!

“Men die for fortune and birds die for food…you all can die now!”

Presently, a trace of rain intent glinted in the youth’s eyes.

Almost at the same moment, the dozens of cultivators who were pursuing them were all infected by a peculiar divine intent. The magical force in their body went sluggish and melted away with the unbroken autumn rain!

The youth in white patted his storage pouch. A high-grade Peak Rank Flying Swords with five different colors rushed out!

In a mere moment, a Gold Core cultivator and four peak Harmonious Spirit cultivators were killed by the flying swords, leaving merely thirty plus Harmonious Spirit experts with late Harmonious Spirit realm as the highest cultivation base!

“How dare you mere bandits plot against me? Courting death!”

Given the half-step Gold Core magical force of the youth, nearly a tenth of the power could be exerted from these five flying swords of five elements.

These five swords were of high-grade Peak Rank Flying Swords. Even a late Gold Core expert would find it difficult to resist it. Any ordinary Harmonious Spirit expert would be instantly slaughtered by it!

The Divine Rain Intent had sealed the magical force of all the bandits, making it impossible for them to escape.

While the bandits were still surprised, the five swords took away the lives of another five bandits.

There was no way to escape and defend against those terrifying flying swords. Every one of the bandits were terrified and regretted provoking the fat sheep that had brought the star of misfortune.

Gradually, some of them began to recognize the identity of the youth from his features and felt even more terrified.

“This man…this man isn’t a stranger. He’s the one who defeated Revered White of Sinister Sparrow Sect, Revered Ning, Ning Fan!”

Upon hearing the name Revered Ning, the bandits finally remembered how ruthless the man they were tracking was.

They wanted to escape, but they couldn’t. Despite the bitterness and despair in their hearts, they could only put all the magical treasures they had to use, attempting to fight the five flying swords.

It was just that the best magical treasure of these Harmonious Spirit cultivators were merely intermediate grade and was instantly broken to pieces the moment they collided with the five-elemental swords.

Moreover, the momentum of the flying swords didn’t reduce. Under the control of the youth, five lives were taken with every breath.

Finally, some bandits broke free from the Divine Rain Intent and began to flee, but the five flying swords were just too fast, almost as fast as the speed of a Nascent Soul expert. Who would be able to get away from that sword light?!

In just a dozen short breaths…all of the bandits died on the spot with reluctance.

The youth kept his five-elemental flying swords. His eyes were indifferent.

“Return to Ning City!”

Slaughtering more than ten Harmonious Spirit experts was just an insignificant matter to him.

This night was enough to be considered as a nightmare to those bandits!