Jiang Ning detonated the formations one after another, detonating the magic weapons, sending thick smoke flying from Zheng Qiuhe's explosion, leaving everyone present stunned.
Especially in this last moment, they thought that if they were themselves, they would be bombed to pieces, but for City Lord Zheng, well...it seems...not so optimistic.
"Do you think City Lord Zheng will be killed in the bombing?"
"Don't talk nonsense. If the guards hear it, they will arrest you and do hard labor."
"What if that kid kills City Lord Zheng as well, then our Sanjiang City will lose its City Lord?"
"Shut up!"
Jiang Ning was half kneeling on the ground, panting.
He is now more nervous than anyone present. The explosion of the magic weapon is already his last trump card. If Zheng Qiuhe cannot be suppressed in this way, then the next situation will be extremely unfavorable to him.
The dark mushroom cloud did not last long, only about twenty breaths.
When the thick clouds dispersed, everyone saw a figure standing in the middle.
"Ahem." An old cough came from the figure, sounding full of energy.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Jiang Ning's face turned extremely ugly.
Especially when he saw the complicated crystal blue text floating around the figure, Jiang Ning recognized it.
That's a talisman!
Zheng Qiuhe is not only a strong man in the Yangshen realm, but also a great talisman master!
If he didn't have this identity, he would have shed his skin even if he didn't die under the explosion of the five magic weapons. But there are not so many things in the world. What if, under the protection of the talisman, Zheng Qiuhe only suffered some internal injuries?
.
He waved his sleeves to disperse the talisman and dispersed the remaining thick smoke, and walked out slowly.
"Jiang Ning, I really underestimated you." Zheng Qiuhe, who had unkempt hair and blood-stained clothes, looked extremely ugly, but he still praised Jiang Ning without hesitation: "Among the same rank, except for the Taoist Saint and the Young Supreme, I'm afraid
, no one can compete with you anymore.”
Facing his praise, Jiang Ning was not proud, but felt even heavier.
He was already exhausted when he killed Qin Anming, and then he received a Grieving Wind Palm from Zheng Qiuhe. The spiritual energy in his body was completely exhausted. In order to successfully get out of Sanjiang City, he had to overdraw his body again and fight with
Zheng Qiuhe is entangled.
Until now, he has run out of gas and energy, and his abdomen is still aching.
Jiang Ning understood that this was the sequelae of overdrafting his body twice, and it had already shaken the foundation.
He has completely lost the ability to fight!
There is no need for Zheng Qiuhe to take action now. Two guards can easily kill him.
Jiang Ning gritted his teeth and stood up without saying a word.
He couldn't let Zheng Qiuhe see his true and falsehood, otherwise he would have no way to survive.
But due to the excessive load on his body, his legs kept shaking when he got up. Although Jiang Ning hid it well, he still couldn't escape Zheng Qiuhe's eyes.
"No matter how ferocious the beast is, there will be times when it is weak. No matter how powerful you are, you will still be trapped by the shackles of the realm. This is the way of heaven and the rules. If you don't abide by the rules and don't know how to be respectful, this will be your fate." Zheng
Qiu He exposed him mercilessly.
As he said, no matter how evil Jiang Ning's fighting power is, no matter how brilliant his methods, in the final analysis, he is still a cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. In terms of the quality and storage of the spiritual energy in his body, he can be far ahead of him in the Yangshen realm.
A street.
Jiang Ning has been able to fight until now and has achieved a record of one death and one injury. The news is enough to cause a sensation in Kyushu.
He exhaled his turbid breath and said in a weak tone: "City Lord Zheng, if I remember correctly, you said that as long as you can catch your three moves, you can leave Sanjiang City. Now that the three moves have been passed, City Lord, won't you?"
Do you want to break your promise?"
Jiang Ning didn't want to stay here for a quarter of an hour. The severe pain in his abdomen had already caused fine beads of sweat to form on his forehead. If he continued, he would have to die here.
Zheng Qiuhe seemed to notice his state and deliberately asked: "I did say that, but you and I have been fighting until now, how can you say the three moves?"
Jiang Ning was angry. He didn't expect Zheng Qiuhe to be so shameless.
"Thirty percent of the power of the Sad Wind Palm, 50% of the power of the Misty Fairy Mountain, and the explosion just now. I wonder how much power City Lord Zheng used?" Jiang Ning asked patiently.
Zheng Qiuhe's face instantly became even more ugly.
The last move of the co-author was Jiang Ning taking the initiative and defending himself!
Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Ning was not polite and continued: "Since the Lord of the City will not break his promise, then the bet between you and me will be completed. Jiang Ning takes his leave." After saying that, he turned towards the main street.
Go.
The guards along the way gave way one after another and did not dare to stop him.
In a series of battles with two powerful half-immortals of the Yang God Realm, not only did they not die, but they also killed one and injured another. Even if such a fierce man seems to be on the verge of death, no one dares to go up and look for him.
"This son has a ruthless nature, is decisive in doing things, understands the world, and has extraordinary strength. If he doesn't die, he will have a place in the future Jiuzhou Continent." Zheng Qiuhe looked at his leaving back, clenching his fists and putting them down again.
He squeezed it tightly, but finally let it go weakly.
He was intimidated by Jiang Ning's potential, but Zheng Qiuhe did not dare to take action anymore, because word of tonight's battle was bound to spread, and if the unwarranted big shot at Shangqing Taoist Academy found out, he would be in great trouble.
He turned his head, took a deep look at Qin Zheng, and disappeared into a stream of light.
Maybe, someone will help you solve your serious problem.
Qin Zheng became extremely silent after he fought his way out of the Misty Mountain in Jiangning. Even though he was watching his father-killing enemy leave, he did not continue to act wildly, but just watched silently, with resentment in his eyes.
The farce at the city gate is over, but the aftermath of the incident has not.
That night, countless news spread from Sanjiang City to all parts of the Kyushu Continent through various channels.
The protagonist of this incident was lying in a dark alley at the moment, tremblingly pouring out the elixir from the mustard bag and swallowing it.
Jiang Ning's spiritual energy consumption was so severe this time that the Nascent Soul in his abdomen was affected. He must quickly take pills to replenish his spiritual energy to relieve the pain, and then recover slowly, otherwise the root cause of the disease will be left and affect his future path to Taoism.
"I died before I left the army. Zheng Qiuhe of Donkey Grass, I will return it one day!" The pill entered the belly and turned into pure spiritual energy and poured into the Dantian. The dim Nascent Soul was hungry and thirsty, and
All the spiritual energy was absorbed, giving Jiang Ning a chance to breathe.
The alley is remote and dark, and there are small puddles on the ground in some places. Not far away, the sound of dogs barking can be heard, silent and ethereal.
Jiang Ning leaned against the wall, looking at the fading night, his eyes gradually becoming hollow.
The bizarre and unreasonable Jiuzhou Continent taught Jiang Ning how to grow up in an extremely cruel way.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jiang Ning woke up from his nap.
The depletion of spiritual energy and physical strength caused Jiang Ning to fall into a coma unconsciously. However, just now, he felt a weak murderous intention in his sleep.