Hearing this passage, Ning Que discovered a truth that shocked him. The man who jumped from the sky was probably the Demon Sect who had mentioned that Chen Pipi had traveled to the Tang Dynasty in the world, but Xiahou Mingming the Tang Empire
Why do the Grand General and the guest minister of the Xiling Temple say that he is also a master of the Demon Sect?
The elder brother's expression and tone were very calm, but in another way he would be very slow. Ning Que was shocked and spent a lot of time thinking, so when he helped Moshan Mountain up and walked up to the exit of the valley full of light fog with the other two girls.
At that time, the earth-shaking battle had been going on for a long time.
A half-man-deep pit appeared on the hard stone floor. There were two clear footprints printed at the bottom of the pit. With the footprints as the center, countless fine cracks spread around, and finally extended about ten feet away.
It looks like a huge spider web.
Ning Que looked at the cracks like spider webs on the ground, imagining the terrifying power generated by the man's feet falling from the sky and meeting Xiahou's fist that was moving up to the sky. He couldn't help but feel a little scared. He has now entered the hole in the path of practice.
The Xuan Realm, coupled with the understanding of the Haoran Sword left by the uncle, can be classified as a master, but he knows that in the face of such absolute power, he will be shaken into blood mud if he cannot resist it.
Two figures wandered at high speed between spider web-shaped cracks. Because the speed was so fast that the naked eye could not see clearly, they could only judge where their specific location was based on the sound of wind breaking through the air. The sound of wind breaking through the air was too shrill and sharp.
, even made the bystanders' eardrums tingle.
Because of the entanglement between each other, especially the man who fell from the sky, he killed his murderous intent in silence on Xiahou, so the two figures could not be separated at all. The range of more than ten feet in radius seemed quite spacious.
At the terrifying high speed, it is actually no different from the size of the needle tip.
Two masters of the Demon Sect, one generation different, have tempered their bodies to the extreme and have perfected their own body control, but they are still unable to completely avoid the opponent's attacks.
Since it is impossible to avoid it, then attack the opponent until death first, which is itself the combat philosophy of the Demon Sect.
In a short period of time that was less than ten times, the two figures in the field collided silently and ten times. The powerful aura rushed to the surrounding world like a dense tide, and the loud noises like thunder continued to form a continuous wave.
The sound of the ancient temple bells that seem to never stop.
Tang's fist waved in the air, bringing out bloody flames, causing An Qi to tremble and burn, and hit Xiahou hard, causing a mark about two fingers to appear. There was a sign of fire flowing in the marks, and there was also burnt cloud.
The smell came out.
Xiahou's fists were more silent and solid, with a very light metallic luster between the tough knuckles. Every punch fell like an extremely blunt big knife slashing over, and hitting Tang's body was like a slaughter.
generally.
Fist to the flesh, thunder continued, and dozens of dense deep pits appeared on the stone walls in the mountains. The smoke and dust gradually disappeared, and the smooth inner walls in the deep pits appeared, which looked extremely terrifying.
As expected, he is indeed the most powerful figure in the world. The fists of these two men did not actually touch the stone wall. They could penetrate the hard stone wall like dough through the air just by leaking murderous intent. However, such a powerful fist
, it really hits each other, but they seem to have no feeling at all.
What kind of fist is this? What kind of body? Every fist falls on the body, just like a heavy hammer falls on an ancient bell. The sound becomes more and more dense and louder, and the situation becomes more and more dangerous.
The strong wind was blowing by the valley, the gravel danced wildly, Ning Que and four others stood behind the elder brother, not at the right time, but felt the terrifying and bravery coming from that place, their faces still turned pale.
This is because their eardrums were oppressed by the sound of fists, and even more because their minds were suppressed by the strength of the two men.
Ye Hongyu stared at the man who fell from the sky, her slightly white cheeks revealed her true feelings. Gradually, she admitted that this man who looked extremely ordinary in a fur coat was indeed qualified to be on par with his brother.
Tang Xiaotang and her eyes fell in the same place, looking at their brother, their slightly white cheeks were filled with worry, and Qingzhi's bright eyes kept showing a look of cheering for him.
Mo Shanshan stood beside Ning Que, with a slightly pale face and a little dull look. She was originally a book tycoon who was respected and even awe of fellow practitioners, but now she came to the wasteland and encountered so many big ones.
Only then did she realize that the truly powerful characters were hidden behind the scenes of the world and were deeply shocked, especially the two men fighting at this time were competing to what level they were strong, I was afraid that her master, Lord Shusheng, was in person.
She couldn't get any advantage even when she came. As soon as she thought about this, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Ning Que is not as complicated as the three girls think. He just watched the rare peak physical battle between the scene with his senior brother's request, and had not forgotten to rely on himself as a superman.
Perception ability to feel the disturbance of the two figures to the heaven and earth's vitality.
However, as soon as he used his mind to perceive the vital energy of heaven and earth around him, he knew that he had made a great mistake. At this time, the vital energy of heaven and earth inside and outside the valley was torn into countless thousands of fragments by the fist of the two men. Those fragments were formed.
The flow of flow was irregular, and it was extremely complex and dense. With his current state, it was purely a delusion to perceive the changes in it. The sea of consciousness was suddenly shaken violently, and his face was pale, so he was hurt.
Those two men were too powerful. According to the probability or ordinary rules of Wu Tianci, people with such strong bodies as almost as powerful as gods must be unparalleled in the world, but today two appeared at the same time.
Looking at the sky full of gravel rain, looking at the increasing number of stone pits that appeared invisibly like miracles in the gravel rain, and looking at the two god-like solemn scenes, Ning Que was stunned for a while before he woke up
God came, and his voice was slightly awkward, "Just watch them fight? Or we will leave first? I always feel that it is dangerous to stay with these monsters. Even if they kick a stone unconsciously, it is even more terrifying than a crossbow arrow.
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The eldest brother looked at him and said without commenting: "What if it doesn't happen?"
Ning Que looked at the scene and said with a smile: "Or else you could poke them all to death with one finger?"
"How is it possible to have a finger? I'm not a monster like them.
They didn't attack me, and I was very happy, but they couldn't help me with each other. I couldn't stop them. As for taking the initiative to attack them, I felt it seemed a bit inconvenient.
Kindness.”
The eldest brother is a very kind person, so he won't attack at this time. His explanation is also very patient, very slow, gentle and moving: "And I'm really not good at fighting."
As a member of the back mountain of the academy, Ning Que certainly knew that the senior brothers and sisters living in the mountain were all treacherous guys, but he was a little normal. However, he still didn't expect that the senior brother would give such a thing.
One answer - no one dares to attack you when you stand here, but you still say that the other party is a monster. You are not a monster? If you are not very good at fighting, then who in this world dares to say that you are good at it?
I found that the elder brother was a little unsure. Ning Que's heart felt calm and warm intimate feeling did not disappear, but the awe in his heart fell all over the ground in an instant. He ignored the other party and quietly approached Tang Xiaotang and asked, "Your brother 9."
Tang Xiaotang nodded.
Ning Que thought that it was true. Only the only person who could fight so unreasonably with Xiahou, the peak martial arts powerhouse, was the Demon Sect who walked in the world. He then asked: "Why do all your family like to jump out of the sky?
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Tang Xiaotang focused on the battle with a nervous expression and replied casually: "It's difficult to fall out of problems, so I'm too lazy to walk."
Ning Que's body was slightly stiff, thinking that this pair of Demon Sect's brothers and sisters were really a pair of wonderful people who were so lazy that they were strange.
At this moment, the two whistling figures in the field finally stopped.
During the battle, Tang's fur coat had already flew like a butterfly under Xiahou's iron fist, and then it hit the ground like a lead block. His upper body was naked and his muscles were as hard as rocks. His face and skin surface were extremely thin.
The faint iron intention, especially the eyes, was filled with ominous rust.
Xiahou Nongruo's eyebrows were burnt and the tail of the silkworm had lost all vitality. He looked like a spiritless black worm, his eyes were full of strong dryness, as if an autumn was hidden inside.
Tang looked at him coldly and said, "If you want to steal the heavenly book, I will steal your life."
Xiahou slowly pulled off the broken clothes on his body, revealing the armor inside, and looked at him indifferently and said, "There are many people in this world who want to kill me, but at least no one has succeeded yet."
Today's war between the two generations of powerful men of the Demon Sect began with Tang's supreme murderous intent. He followed Ning Que and others silently, waiting for Xiahou to appear to rob the Heavenly Book, this sneak attack or sniper killing.
He had been waiting silently for many years before he could wait for this opportunity. He had the advantage of both the right time and the right place, so Xiahou was obviously more injured than him, but Xiahou did not die after all.
Even though Xiahou was hit by countless heavy punches on his chest and abdomen, the cotton fur coat on his body was like a mold of a Academy plum blossom cake, and his momentum was extremely dull, but he was still standing there like an unshakable mountain.
Back then, the traitors of the Demon Sect cooked and killed the saint with their own hands, surrendered to the Xiling Temple and became guests. They led the army to conquer the Tang Empire for many years, and such powerful figures were not so easy to die.
Tang was silent for a moment and said, "Your injury is much heavier than me, and I still have a chance."
Xiahou shook his head and said, "You are not your teacher after all, so no matter how seriously I am injured, you can't kill me on the spot. You are the demon of the Demon Sect, I am a guest of the Dao Sect, an imperial general, and the world of the world.
In the middle, under the glorious Wutian, how could you have the chance to kill me again?”
Tang turned around and looked at the scholar among the crowd and asked seriously: "Why should Mr. Great?"
The eldest brother shook his head and said honestly: "Your matter has nothing to do with my academy. I just came to the wasteland to pick me up back to Chang'an City by the order of the teacher."
Honest people may not necessarily tell the truth. No matter how you look at Ning Que in the wasteland, you can't go along the way.
Tang nodded and greeted.
The eldest brother suddenly pointed his hand at Xuefeng and said, "I'm just passing by, but I don't know what that person thinks."
A sword intent came from the snow peak and instantly crossed the ice and crushed the snow.
A moment later, the lonely, no longer proud, wood-bearing swordsman appeared on the snow cliff in the distance.