Against the backdrop of the fiery red robe, his face was also stained with a red glow.

The small purple sword on the lapel of the fiery red robe is also very conspicuous.

Without exception, they all emitted a faint glow.

"Master Huo Rong... I didn't expect it to be him!"

At this time, Yun Hongzhuo's expression changed slightly and he recognized the visitor.

"Oh? Do you know this guy?" Ning Ping raised his chin slightly indifferently.

No wonder a strong aura of the law of fire was found in the ruins of the Dian family.

And the flame was controlled very delicately.

This person's name is Master Huo Rong, which sounds like someone who is good at playing with fire. It seems that this person is the one who did it.

Although he was once the Purple Sword Elder of the Holy Land, the division of labor within the holy land was extremely clear.

Although they are very free inside, they all do their own job and will not reveal anything to others. Under the influence of the Holy Light, they will not inquire about things that have nothing to do with them.

When he wanted to inquire about some matters related to the monks in the holy land, he hit a snag. Fearing that he would be exposed, he simply did not risk asking again.

As a result, many monks from holy places who are traveling outside do not know much about it, but fortunately, monks from holy places prefer to stay in the holy places to practice.

There aren't actually that many monks from the holy land wandering around, so they don't pose much of a threat.

Asking Old Hu and Hong Shi to guard the monument formation is also to prevent the counterattack of the monks from the holy land who are stranded outside.

With the two of them and the coordination of the formation, there would be no chance of failure.

The conversation between the two naturally fell into each other's eyes. The originally narrow eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit, full of undisguised murderous intent.

"This person is known as the True Man Huo Rong. His flame skills are superb and he was famous throughout the cultivation world ten thousand years ago. Later, for some unknown reason, his temperament changed drastically. He was then selected by the Holy Land and obtained the opportunity of the Holy Land."

"But it disappeared thousands of years ago. I originally thought it had ascended or perished in the Holy Land. Who would have thought it would appear here?"

"I can't believe that someone still remembers my name!"

As the words fell, the people on the opposite side also stopped several miles away, glanced at Yun Hongzhuo indifferently, and then their eyes fell on Ning Ping.

"Boy! You must be Ning Ping! You're really arrogant, waiting for me here!"

"Aren't you looking for me? Of course I can't let you down! Don't worry, we didn't attract anyone else! Don't be so nervous."

Ning Ping replied calmly, which actually comforted the other party.

"Very good, very good! It's been a long time since anyone dared to be so rude to me. I hope you have the capital to be so arrogant!"

Master Huo Rong's expression also turned cold.

"You'll know if you try it."

As Ning Ping spoke, he slowly grasped the Xuan Yue Sword in his hand.

"It's not too much for me to make some preparations first. After all, your cultivation level is so much higher than ours."

"You are truly courageous for daring to draw your sword even though I'm the one doing this! It seems you were waiting for us here! I hope you're not like those losers from the Dian family!"

While talking just now, Master Huo Rong also carefully looked around and found that there were no traps here, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

But then he thought again, this kid really looked down on him. He actually dared to wait for him so blatantly.

As he spoke, his aura surged and a flame emerged from his body.

Then he raised his hand and struck out with a palm. As the flames surged, a giant palm full of flames flashed and struck towards Ning Ping.

"careful!"

A few people on the side exclaimed, but when they looked up, they saw that several cultivators in the fusion stage were surrounding Master Huo Rong.

They had already discussed before that if a Mahayana cultivator really appeared, Ning Ping would be the one to deal with it.

So they each took their own area to prevent others from joining in the attack.

Ning Ping was unambiguous and swung the Xuan Yue sword in his hand forward fiercely.

A condensed sword beam of dozens of feet long burst out from the sword.

The aura of this sword light is very unique, and when the spiritual consciousness sweeps over it, it will bring a slight tingling sensation.

It exudes an unstoppable and extremely fierce aura.

"Sizzle..."

The sword flashed and slashed at the giant flaming palm, just like cutting through silk brocade. The entire giant flaming palm was directly split into two halves by the sword.

However, the sword's momentum did not diminish at all, and it slashed forward towards Master Huo Rong.

Master Huo Rong narrowed his eyes, mobilized all his energy, and with a wave of his sleeves, a ball of fire suddenly appeared.

The ball of fire was very magical. As it surged, it condensed into a huge fiery red shield blocking in front of him.

"boom......"

With a loud bang, Master Huo Rong's face was startled, and he swung his sleeves forward again.

Another wave of fire rose up to meet it.

In his spiritual consciousness, the giant flaming shield that had just appeared was still split in half by the opponent's strange sword.

Although its power was obviously greatly reduced, the fierce aura itself had a momentum that could not be underestimated.

So as soon as the sleeves were swung out, the energy in his body surged, and a thin layer of flames also protected his whole body.

"Boom...Swish...Puff!"

The sword light just broke through the huge flame shield, and directly blasted away the incoming fire wave, and then slashed the opponent's protective flame shield, and then its power was exhausted and disappeared.

"Sure enough, he has some skills. No wonder he's so bold!"

Master Huo Rong's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a hint of shock.

The palm strike I just made was also a test to see if it was real or fake.

But no matter how casual it was, he was a Mahayana cultivator after all. He didn't expect that not only was his attack broken by the opponent who was only in the Fusion Stage, but he also suffered a small loss.

After the previous attack, Master Huo Rong also knew that the opponent was indeed extraordinary. The condensed Yuanli in the opponent's body was almost as strong as that of a Mahayana cultivator. He didn't know what kind of martial arts he practiced to be so powerful.

Especially the momentum contained in the sword just now. If one was not able to clearly sense the other party's cultivation level, one would have thought that the other party was a true Mahayana cultivator.

"I never thought that after all these years of not taking action, a figure like you would appear in the world of cultivation! Very good!"

While saying this, he became more cautious in his heart.

"Oh~? It seems that this sword strike has caught your eye! Don't worry, I have many similar techniques!"

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but at this moment Ning Ping felt that the other person’s already red face seemed to be even redder.

Ning Ping was very satisfied with his sword.

After the last battle in the holy land, the Xuan Yue Sword was damaged, but fortunately it was not serious.

The Xuan Yue Sword can also repair itself after integrating the original energy of the Hun Tian Demon Ancestor.

But now Ning Ping's formation skills have greatly improved. He has reorganized the formation restrictions and even incorporated both offensive and defensive formation patterns.

With the help of the formation pattern, the Xuan Yue Sword was able to reach a higher level.