Xuanxia

Chapter 310: The Second Miss of the Ning Family (Part )
Three miles outside Sangmen Village.

Ning Wushu rode over and saw a large number of crows circling above the village from afar. His eyes suddenly fixed, he pulled the reins to stop the horse, and raised his right fist high.

Seeing her action, the female soldiers behind her immediately tightened the reins and stopped their horses at the same time.

The flock of crows in the sky behaved strangely. Not only did they circle like black clouds, they also swooped down in groups from time to time. Their numbers were immeasurable. When they swooped in groups, they even looked like pitch-black dragons. The tens of thousands of shrill screams superimposed together were even more terrifying than a dragon's roar, and made people tremble with fear.

"It's Northern Yi Shamanism."

Ning Wushu said in a deep voice: "With such a scale, the caster must be more than the sixth realm. That is someone close to Manar - Manar must be nearby!"

She turned her head and ordered sternly: "Spread out, keep a low profile, surround Sangmen Village, and search for Mannar!"

"Order!"

The female soldiers responded in unison, and then dispersed in tacit understanding, and the sound of horse hooves was also suppressed by them.

Ning Wushu herself did not move. She just looked at the "black cloud" with a frown, as if she was thinking.

After a while, a long howl was heard from a distance. It was clearly a female soldier under her command!
Ning Wushu's eyes narrowed. She could tell that it was a secret signal between them. The turning point and length of the whistle indicated that the female soldier had found Manar - but Manar had another trump card, and she couldn't take him down!

"drive!"

Ning Wushu immediately became alert. She kicked the horse's belly hard and let out a very long howl. The order in it was very clear. No one needed to come. She would deal with Manar herself, and you all went to help Fu Qingzhou!
The strong wind messed up her long hair and the surrounding scenery became blurry, but she still felt it was not fast enough!

So she reached out and took the big bow from the lance rack next to the saddle, adjusted the saber at her waist, and then she jumped up and flew away like a gust of wind.

Compared to her previous escape when she was besieged by a large group of young heroes in the illusion, Ning Wushu's speed at this time was much faster. She was like a flying arrow!
But after a moment, she vaguely saw Mannar running away among the fields outside the village.

The female soldier fell not far away, with blood all over her body, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive.

Mannar stole the female soldier's horse and was running towards the nearby mountains and forests.

Ning Wushu narrowed his eyes, stepped heavily on the ground, cracking it while stopping his violent momentum, and then he drew his bow.

The next moment, the bowstring sounded and the arrow was shot!

In the blink of an eye, the horse under Mannar let out a scream and neigh, then fell heavily.

But Mannar himself was fine. After all, he grew up on horseback and had excellent skills. The moment his horse was shot down, he jumped up, steadied his body in the air, and then landed steadily. He even turned his head and smiled coldly at this side.

Ning Wushu snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he used his lightness skills again to rush towards Manar like thunder and lightning.

Just a few hundred steps away, it’s only a blink of an eye!

Mannar seemed to have anticipated this and did not run away. Instead, he slowly drew out his scimitar.

He stared at Ning Wushu who was getting closer and closer. There was not a trace of fear in his eyes, and there was even a hint of anticipation.

Ning Wushu's expression was calm. When he was several dozen steps away, he had already drawn his saber.

But her goal was not to kill Mannar.

She knew very well that a living little prince of Beiyi and the chief secretary of the Beiyi army was much more valuable than a corpse!
Therefore, she aimed her knife at the opponent's legs!
In an instant, Ning Wushu had run to ten steps away from Manar. There seemed to be lightning leaping on the saber in his hand. The air was slightly twisted and heated as he swung it. Manar's hair, which was blown by the wind from the saber, seemed to have a burnt smell.

But he still grinned fiercely, unafraid.

The next moment, the saber had already chopped heavily on his legs!

But... not only was there no blood, his trouser legs weren't even torn.

The saber seemed to be blocked by something invisible to the naked eye. The terrifying force was like a drop in the ocean. Ning Wushu chopped it down, but it was just like slashing on extremely smooth oil. The blade slid away lightly and failed to cause any harm to Mannar. Her pupils shrank slightly, but she did not give up. She raised her sword again and chopped at the opponent's shoulder.

But this time, the result remained unchanged.

The blade fell, and the fierce blade energy dissipated into nothingness the moment it touched Mannar.

On the contrary, Mannar's momentum is growing stronger and stronger!

He laughed wildly and said, "General Ning, your sword is indeed very powerful!"

The next moment, he took advantage of the moment when Ning Wushu's old strength had worn out and his new strength had not yet emerged, and swung his scimitar fiercely!

It was as if a thunder exploded on the stalks of the field.

The sword energy that Ning Wushu had disappeared just now now appeared on the scimitar in Mannar's hand. He didn't need to accumulate strength or use his internal energy. He just swung the sword and the terrifying sword energy burst out immediately!
A charred crack instantly appeared on the ground of the field, and a strong burning smell filled the air. Ning Wushu held his sword in front of him to block, but was still hit hard by the sword and thrown several feet away, and his wrist trembled constantly.

After she stood still, she narrowed her eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Magic weapon?"

Mannar grinned, as if to show off, and tugged at the necklace around his neck - it was a string of thick wolf teeth.

"I have the protection of the Eternal Heaven and the ancestors!"

He laughed arrogantly and said, "General Ning, I'm not stupid. I already knew that Xiao Qianlong was cooperating with you! Now that he's here, how could I not have guessed that you were here?"

Ning Wushu snorted lightly and slowly stood still.

"Maybe I can't deal with you."

She said calmly: "But this place is not Beiyi, but Dayan. Now half of the strong men in the entire martial arts world are gathered here. You can't escape."

"so what?"

Mannar smiled and said, "As long as I can wake that person up, I don't care even if I die here. Besides, you can't kill me!"

"Wake up? That person?"

Ning Wushu frowned deeply: "Are you talking about Fu Qingzhou?"

"It's not important to you." Mannar smiled, and his smile became ferocious again: "You killed so many of our brothers, General Ning, you deserve to die!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his scimitar and rushed over!
This Mannar was also a practitioner, at least at the fifth level, and every time he swung his sword, it was also fierce. Ning Wushu frowned and dodged, tentatively raising his foot to kick hard, but the force was still absorbed and rebounded by the magic weapon on his body, turning into an extremely ferocious kick from Mannar.

"This is impossible……"

Ning Wushu dodged Mannar's slashing blows while thinking: "If the Northern Barbarians really had such a rare treasure that could dissolve all attacks, they would have been invincible on the battlefield long ago. If their great shaman or great khan had worn this thing, wouldn't they have conquered the Northern Frontier long ago?"

"This thing must have an upper limit. As long as the power is strong enough, it can definitely be smashed!"

Thinking of this, she jumped back suddenly and landed dozens of steps away.

Manar swung his sword in the air and said with a smile, "What's wrong, General Ning? Are you going to escape?"

"little Prince."

Ning Wushu put the arrow on the bow and asked calmly, "Have you heard of the Wuwang Sword?"

(End of this chapter)