Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 322 Revenge
"Junior Brother Ning, you..."

Cui Hong noticed Ning Fa's abnormality before he could finish his words.

Ningfa's figure was just a blur and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The Wanfamen disciple with a hooked nose immediately sensed the danger.

He also reacted very quickly. He quickly turned sideways, and then his robe bulged out as if blown by a strong wind, and flew to the right at an extremely agile speed.

There was a flash of silver shadow, and Ningfa appeared like a ghost at the man's original position.

His right hand was bent like a hook, and his fingertips were stained with blood.

A few feet away from him, the Wanfamen disciple finally stood still, having recovered from his shock.

I saw that the sect robe on his back, which had the defensive ability comparable to that of a top-grade magic weapon, had been torn open, leaving a foot-long bloody mark on his back.

The Wanfamen disciple had a look of horror on his face. He even had a feeling that he was going to die. Then he stared at Ning Fa in shock and anger.

His two companions also reacted and immediately took out their magical weapons, forming a triangle to surround Ning Fa.

"Xiao Fa!"

The middle-aged man lying on the ground looked at Ningfa who suddenly appeared in disbelief. After sensing Ningfa's realm, he was suddenly surprised.

Although Cui Hong and his companions had not yet figured out the situation, seeing the situation, they were about to rush over to support Ning Fa.

"Brothers, you don't have to do anything. I am enough to take care of these guys."

Ningfa raised his right hand to stop them, with a cold smile on his lips.

The three people from Wanfamen were immediately furious. After all, they were three foundation-building cultivators, while Ning Fa was only in the early stage of foundation-building.

"Don't do anything. I will teach him a lesson myself." The Wanfamen disciple with a hooked nose roared.

He obviously felt humiliated by Ning Fa's sneak attack and wanted to get back at them.

After saying that, he made a gesture with his sword, and a sharp sword immediately flew into the sky, then with a clear sound, it slashed towards Ning Fa.

This sword was gleaming with cold light and had a powerful spiritual pressure; it was clearly a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Ning Fa did not dodge or evade. Just when the flying sword was about to hit him, his right hand shot out like lightning and directly grabbed the sword.

At this moment, his right hand of flesh and blood was indeed like pure gold. No matter how hard the sharp flying sword struggled, it could not escape from his palm, let alone cause him any harm.

"what!"

The three Wanfamen disciples were horrified.

Not to mention them, even Cui Hong and others were amazed, and the many monks watching around them exclaimed in amazement.

Ning Fa sneered, his right hand flashing with an intense silver light, and the sound of blood surging like the whistling of wind and thunder came from his body.

"Break it for me!"

Ning Fa shouted loudly.

He was so angry that he didn't even bother to hide his strength.

With his powerful body that is comparable to that of an elite second-level monster, the power of his hands is unimaginable to ordinary people.

The flying sword, which was a top-grade magical weapon, gradually began to deform in his hand, making a mournful sound, and then there was a crackling sound, and it actually broke into dozens of pieces.

This top-grade flying sword was actually crushed into pieces by Ning Fa with his bare hands.

This horrifying act also caused huge noise from the surrounding crowd.

"Junior Brother Ning's strength is indeed extraordinary. He practices both magic and body. He is so powerful that even I may not be his opponent. It seems that he really does not need our help." Cui Hong, who was in the middle stage of foundation building, said with a sigh.

Pan Jiao, who was standing beside him, blushed, because he also practiced both magic and body, but he could never reach the level of Ning Fa.

When the flying sword was destroyed, the Wanfamen disciple who was connected with him in mind and spirit couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which immediately dyed his clothes red.

Fear flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "Come together!"

He took out a black iron hammer of black magic weapon level and smashed it towards Ningfa.

The other two disciples of Wanfamen looked at each other, and without hesitation, they summoned their flying swords to attack Ning Fa.

Ning Fa let out a long roar and threw a few lightning-fast punches, smashing all the attacking magic weapons away.

Then his right hand flashed with intense lightning. In an instant, the rich silver lightning condensed into a vivid silver whip, which flew towards the hook-nosed disciple of Wanfa Sect with lightning flashing in all directions.

With just a swing of the whip, rumbling thunder was heard and streaks of lightning shot out from the whip. The pressure was so strong that even Cui Hong, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, could not help but be shocked.

The hook-nosed disciple of Wanfa Sect's face changed drastically. He did not even bother to attack Ningfa and quickly used defensive magic weapons to resist.

Ning Fa's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The several talismans that the other two Wanfamen disciples threw at him all hit the air.

With a crisp bang, Ning Fa had already appeared in front of the Wanfamen disciple on the left like a ghost.

A punch comparable to the impact of a second-level monster hit the man's abdomen directly. The man's waist suddenly bent like a shrimp, his eyes bulged out, and he fainted like a dead fish.

Ning Fa followed suit and also defeated the other disciple with a few punches.

If he hadn't wanted to make a big fuss, the two men would have been dead bodies by now.

At this time, the powerful silver lightning whip had already shattered the several defensive magic weapons offered by the hook-nosed Wanfa Sect disciple into pieces.
Its power is so great that it is comparable to that of a spiritual weapon.

Under the horrified gaze of the Wanfamen disciple, the silver whip directly tied him up.

And this thunder method is exactly the second style of Hunyuan Thunder Method [Yi Ling Lei Whip].

Although Ning Fa has only barely mastered it now, the power of this thunder technique is already eye-catching.

In just a few dozen breaths, these three Wanfamen disciples who were in the early stage of foundation building were all knocked down by Ning Fa like chopping melons and vegetables.

It doesn't look like a contest between cultivators of the same level at all, it's just like a Foundation Establishment cultivator beating up a Qi Refining cultivator.

However, considering Ning Fa's mysterious thunder body and his practice of such powerful skills as Ancient Source Thunder Sutra and Moon Goddess Technique, it would be abnormal if he didn't have such strength.

Moreover, he practiced both magic and physical skills and was extremely good at surprise attacks.

In such a small space, a cultivator whose strength is far inferior to his would be defeated quickly and easily, just like what happened just now.

If you are in an open area and fight from a distance, you can actually last longer.

On the wide street, there were hundreds of cultivators watching this scene. Most of them were in the Qi training stage and they couldn't help but stare in amazement.

Cui Hong and the others looked at each other, with shock still on their faces, and their perception of Ning Fa's strength was once again refreshed in their minds.

Ning Fa sneered, then opened his right hand, and the hook-nosed disciple of the Wanfa Sect who was tied up by the "Spiritual Thunder Whip" flew in front of him uncontrollably.

This person's face was filled with fear, and he shouted, "What do you want to do? Do you want to start a war between our two sects? Let me go, you..."

But before he could finish his words, Ningfa's huge fist hit him directly in the face.

(End of this chapter)