"It's not completely useless. What a person Ning Bugui is? I saw someone attacking me just now. If I were to kill him alone, he had no reaction at all. Although it was out of trust in his fellow disciples, it also means that he was seriously injured. In the last hundred-year battle, Ning Zhiyang killed the Peacock King and the Great Jinpeng King with his own strength. If you want to recover their old subordinates, the best way is to take action with Ning Bugui. Ning Bugui is Ning Zhiyang's beloved son, or the first person in the younger generation of Chaoyang Sect, and is famous all over the world. As long as you kill him, you are afraid that those old subordinates will not be convinced by you."
"Since that's the case, why don't you let me fight him openly? It wouldn't be better if I killed him directly in the duel." Fengyi asked.
"No, in the duel, it is still unknown whether you can kill him. Even if you are very powerful, Ning Bugui is not a clay man. At most, you will be the same as Jing Yu and Ning Bugui today. It will be difficult for them to kill the opponent in public, so they can only be smart. Let me listen to me."
After Qin Xiao killed the sneak attacker in this room, he immediately walked to Ning Bugui with Ling Haotian, standing on both sides of him from left to right, in case someone sneak attacked him again, Ning Bugui looked at Qin Xiao with appreciation, and Ling Haotian couldn't help but say, "Junior brother, you should grow up quickly. When you are on the same level as us, you will definitely be a rare and good opponent."
Qin Xiao touched his head and smiled, remembering the duel just now, and asked Ning Bugui: "Senior Brother, who won the battle between you and Jing Yu."
Ning Bugui said indifferently: "I didn't win, and he didn't win either."
"Hey, did you win or not." Qin Xiao's eyes turned and suddenly turned around and walked towards the center of the square. Although the original ring was gone, the square was so big that it was convenient to fight. He walked to a wider place on the left, looked up and felt it was not bad, so he immediately used his spiritual power to shout: "One of the four heroes of Chaoyang, Qin Xiao set up the ring here, who dared to go on stage to meet me in a fight!"
"What?" Everyone in Chaoyang Sect was stunned, and even Ning Bugui was shocked by Qin Xiao's bold words.
Perhaps because Qin Xiao was showing off his power just now, someone immediately jumped over and clasped his fists and said to Qin Xiao: "Dong Yueshan, a disciple of Jingshui Sect, will learn about your skills."
Qin Xiao looked at the visitor and asked casually: "It turns out that he is a high disciple of Jingshui Sect. What kind of cultivation do you have?"
Although Dong Yueshan was wondering why Qin Xiao had this question, he still answered Qin Xiao's words politely, with a proud tone, "The peak cultivation level of concentration is only one step away from entering the realm of everything."
"Oh! The same cultivation as my senior brother." Then Qin Xiao changed his mind and pointed at Dong Yueshan and said unhappily: "You said you are the cultivation level of your concentration realm, your cultivation level in the four sea realm, your cultivation level is three levels higher than me, and you are still embarrassed to run up to fight me. Are you embarrassed? Are you right to the reputation of your Jingshui Sect? Don't you feel shameless?"
"What you said seems to be right, sorry, I'll go down now." When Dong Yueshan heard Qin Xiao say this, he felt that what Qin Xiao said seemed to make sense. He touched his hair and turned around and walked out of the square.
"Tsk!" Everyone onlookers raised their middle fingers at Qin Xiao.
As soon as Dong Yueshan left, another person flew to the square. He was a young man with a concentration of Mahayana cultivation. Seeing that he was wearing a costume, he didn't know which small sect he was from. Seeing that Qin Xiao was about to speak, he immediately stopped him and said, "Don't talk for now, let's fight, I don't use weapons." After that, he threw the weapon in his hand casually. The weapon was inserted directly on the ground. It turned out to be a rare purple gold stick. He greeted Qin Xiao without saying a word. It seemed that the disciples of this small sect were taking advantage of the opportunity and wanted to defeat Qin Xiao to promote the reputation of the master.
"I @#￥%" Qin Xiao saw the fist dancing fiercely and greeted him, spread his feet and ran away, and walked with the wind, which immediately made everyone's eyes lit up. Qin Xiao brought a large afterimage in the square. Those with a slightly lower cultivation level could not tell which one was true. The disciple waved his palm and rushed forward, most of them passing through the afterimage and did not hit Qin Xiao.
"Oh! This kid is very fast!" The onlookers tilted their heads to the left for a while.
"This kid has a good defense, too!" After a moment, the onlookers tilted their heads to the right and looked at it for a while.
There was a scene of chasing and escaping and hiding on the stage. After a while, everyone dragged their chins with their soreness and continued to watch the game. Then, someone began to doze off.
"Damn, are you two still fighting?"
"That's right, I'll always be considered a yarn!"
"If you don't fight, hurry up and get out of here. We are still waiting in line for the duel."
"Why would you give me some power in the Mahayana stage of Concentration? Even a scum in the Four Seas Realm can't catch up with me. Are you right to the title of cultivation in the Mahayana stage of Concentration?"
After watching this for a while, Ning Bufan found something wrong, "Why are you running all the time? Don't you face the enemy head-on?"
Yun Feiyang held the big kitchen knife and said while trimming his nails: "This is inevitable. Think about what the junior brother does when he practices on the mountain."
Ling Haotian couldn't help laughing, "Either running around the mountains or being beaten, it's really okay to be a runaway general, but it's still a bit reluctant to face the Mahayana period."
Ning Bufan couldn't help but ask, "Isn't my junior brother's Wanliu Sword Technique very powerful?"
Ji Tong said weakly: "No matter how powerful the difference is, I don't know what the junior brother is doing. He usually looks quite honest. Why are he going crazy recently? Is it a sequelae of the last poisoning?"
Qin Xiao's opponent is in a bad mood now. He thought it was a soft persimmon, but after a little bit of it, it was an iron persimmon. "Boy, you still fight or not, what's the point of running away?"
Qin Xiao suddenly pulled out the sword behind him and shouted, "Look at my trick."
After that, the man disappeared in the void again, and when he appeared again, he was already behind the visitor. A dazzling sword energy jumped out. Regardless of whether he hit or not, he immediately changed direction. The elusive sword energy kept greeting the opponent from various tricky places. Every time the opponent reacted, he immediately stopped, causing the visitor to be in a hurry. Although it was not that he had not hit Qin Xiao, his face turned even worse after the hit.
After Qin Xiao used a foolish move to kick him between his legs, his face became even worse. Although he avoided it in time, the disciple was scared and sweated in a cold sweat. He suddenly jumped out of the station circle and walked out of the square.
"Hey, we haven't finished the fight yet, why are you leaving?" Qin Xiao stopped and shouted.
"I won't fight anymore." The visitor said directly.
"The winner is not decided yet, why not fight?"
"You can win."
The disciple's face looked very ugly. He walked directly outside the square. His junior brother was very surprised and asked, "Senior Brother, why don't you beat me anymore? You can't beat me."
The disciple finally broke out, "Damn, this stupid x is as hard as a stone, and my hands are numb."