Zongyin’s enthusiasm for Chaoning Qidao: “Ning Shidi, last ti you said that there is nothing to participate in the gathering of several of us, this ti can’t be shirked! Let go, they want to know a few people like Ning’s younger brother. This kind of arrogance! In a short period of ti, the repair is actually a breakthrough from the Seven Stars to the peak of the Emperor, is not a younger brother!"
Ning Qi smiled and said: "Zong Shixiong, I have sothing to deal with here."
"Oh?"
Zong Yin heard the words and imdiately looked at Mo Wenhui: "What misunderstanding between you and Ning Shidi?"
"Zong, Zong brother..."
Mo Wenhui's face is extrely ugly.
If he says that he is sighing, he can still compete with Lu Changqing, but in the face of Zongyin, he can't afford to think hard. After all, Zongyin is the third peak of life and death. He can be killed by one hand.
Looking at Mo Wenhui with a mockery, I went through the matter and said it again.
After Zongyin listened, he smiled and stood aside. He said to Ningqi: "Ning Shidi, I will wait for you to handle things and let us go."
Everyone heard the words, could not help but look at Mo Wenhui with compassion.
"Who told you not to know the ti?"
Lu Changqing looked at Mo Wenhui and said in his heart.
"Young Master."
Niu Dazhuang lay on the ground and rested for a long ti. The injury has already recovered to two or three percent. The spirit is walking to Ningqi. This is the terrible thing about the God of War and the God of War. The heavier the injury, the recovery rate of the injury will be The faster, as long as there is still a breath, you will not die!
"This is a life recovery speed that is hundreds of tis beyond that of ordinary people."
Ning Qi secretly surprised.
The earliest life dragon he got, but also increased the life rate of recovery by ten tis.
Ning Qi looked at Niu Dazhuang and glanced at his attributes and found that he had entered the peak of the true four-stage war god. It is estimated that it will take a long ti to break through to the true five.
This kind of cultivation speed makes Ning Qi quite envious, and it is worthy of being the guy who has the blood of the Titan.
Thinking of this, Ning Qi nodded to the bulls and then looked at Mo Wenhui: "I co by myself, or are you coming?"
"Zong Shi brother... I..."
Mo Wenhui saw Zong Yin not paying attention to him, and Ning Qi, who stood unguarded in front of himself, bit his teeth and shot directly at Ning Qi.
"Go to hell! The inner disciple can't be humiliated!"
A deep purple vindictive rushing out of Mo Wenhui's body, it is like hundreds of poisonous snakes, intertwined into a celestial net, facing the head of Ning Qi.
"The temperant is condensed, this is the martial arts of the ancestors of the Yunzong ancestors, ‘the different snakes’!”
"At the mont, even if it is a hill, it will be twisted and crushed!"
"I don't know how Ning's brothers will resist Mo Wenhui's move."
Zongyin mouth evokes a hint of ridicule, faintly watching Mo Wenhui, even Fang Mo is not an opponent of Ning Qi, Mo Wenhui can still turn the sky?
"Good to co!"
Ning Qi laughed and slamd into the palm of Mo Wenhui.
"Roar!"
A dragon scread.
Six silver dragons flew out of Ning Qi's palm in an instant, destroying this suffocating scorpion net and bombarding Mo Wenhui's body.
Mo Wenhui spurted out a blood, and the whole person was hit by hundreds of feet. The outside disciples behind him quickly let go and avoid being given to Mo Wenhui.
"What is this martial arts?"
Mo Wenhui’s face is unbelievable. Even if Ning Qi’s cultivation is deeper than him, it should not be so terrible! I can't even pick up the other side's tricks?
Subsequently, Mo Wenhui fell heavily on the ground.
The wolverine rolled over a dozen laps.
"This palm is even , it is not good to resist!"
Zongyin looked at Ning Qi, and took a cold breath in his heart.
"I said, you are not the opponent of the young master."
Niu Dazhuang looked at Mo Wenhui, whispering.
Above the battleship.
"Ning Qi this guy, too strong..."
So of the tigers looked at the trepidation. He replaced himself with Mo Wenhui and stood in front of Ningqi. The result of the final exercise was that the victory and defeat were five or five.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Xia Bing. At this mont, Xia Bing's face also showed a shock.
Ning Qi slowly walked to Mo Wenhui and looked at him with condescending.
"Ning Qi, this thing, we are a little misunderstood..."
Mo Wenhui showed a hint of ridicule and prepared for rcy.
In his opinion, he was admitted to Ningqi as an internal disciple. How should Ningqi take his two legs again?
"I wanted to cut off your legs, but look at your repentance now..."
Ning Qi looked at Mo Wenhui, a faint smile.
When Mo Wenhui heard this, there was a sneak peek in his heart. Today, as long as he escaped this ti, he will have the opportunity to find out the dignity he lost today in Ningqi.
Hey!
A crisp sound ca from his leg, and then there was a bitter pain.
Hey! Another sound.
Mo Wenhui glanced at his legs that were stepped on, suppressed the anger in his heart, and dared not look at Ning Qi, for fear of being seen by Ning Qi in his eyes.
Ning Qi looked at Mo Wenhui with a disappointnt and turned to go to Zongyin: "Brother, if you don't give up, go sit in my yard."
"This... well."
Zong Yin nodded. He suddenly didn't want to introduce Ning Qi to those people. Such a existence, he must firmly tie him to him!
"Boss, you are so amazing."
Duan handso ca over with the pig's head and looked proud. It looked very sloppy. After this ti, I am afraid that no one in the outside disciples would dare to provoke a handso man. After all, Ning Qi is such a short-sighted person. For the servants around, you can step on the legs of the inner disciple.
In addition to him, Yunqizong has no second one?
After Ningqi and others left, Baotu walked to Mo Wenhui and showed a hint of compassion. Today, Mo Wenhui lost not his two legs, but his dignity, his reputation, and an inner disciple. In the face of so many foreign disciples, it was too shaful to be defeated by Ning Qi.
"I have advised you."
The package picture is faint.
After all, he did not wait for Mo Wenhui to react, and he left.
"Brother, let's go too?"
Lu Changqing's two dog legs whispered.
Lu Changqing nodded and hesitated. He said, "Go to pick up a mission. During this ti, we should not stay in Yunzong."
His heart is always rembering the palm of Ning Qi, the breath is so strong, so martial arts, I am afraid that at least the top of the heavens!
.........
"Let's go."
Shen Tu Yuanba smiled faintly.
"Go to my small courtyard and sit down."
"Alright."
The tiger smirked and nodded.
When Xia Bing saw it, he mobilized the battleship and flew in the direction of the small courtyard.
Until then, a group of foreign disciples in Yunfei Square responded from the shock. They kept sucking in the cold, and at the sa ti cast their pity on Mo Wenhui not far away.
Mo Wenhui endured the pain and urged the air to break up and flew in the direction of the inner door.
"Ning Qi, I rember you!"
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