How understated and heroic are these words?

However, listening to the ears of all forces, it was like the sound of thunder, deafening, and those who were a little lower in the realm already felt the resonance in their chests, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Xiang Qing climbed up from the ground, his face gradually turned black from the previous blue red, and then he convulsed and was very embarrassed.

It must be known that before Ning Hetu completely appeared, he was confident that with his own strength, the Ning Imperial Family would not even be able to lift his head.

If he is ruthless, Xiang Qing doesn't mind taking advantage of the peak of the realm to break into the Ning Imperial Family and make them become the dust of history.

However.

At this moment.

He really didn't dare to think about it anymore.

If God had given Xiang Qing a chance to choose again, he would never have appeared on an occasion like today, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Fifth, seek defeat.

Zhou Denghuang, and even Xiang Li.

These beings who hold great power and call for wind and rain in the past also look at each other, and each can catch the panic and timidity from each other's pupils.

Even if the three of them did not leave a back hand, they joined forces, plus a foil of Xiang Qing who exceeded the fifteenth realm, they were not sure that they would win the Ninghe map.

Fat chance.

Coupled with the deepest part of their hearts, the most real and purest fear of this person made them feel sorry for a while, and they could only stand in place pitifully, in a dilemma.

"This is the young marshal, obviously gave the opportunity for Xiang Qing and the four of them to join forces, but no one dared to move. ”

"Our understanding of the young marshal is still too shallow, it turns out that even several imperial lords are in the same camp, and they are afraid of him. ”

Outside.

From a moment of silence to a gradual uproar.

How many people, how many pairs of eyes, are engrossed in this past?

How many heroes are there who are eager to see a real pinnacle battle in their lifetime?

Helpless, Xiang Qing was silent.

Fifth, I was defeated.

Zhou Denghuang, Xiang Li is more like a lost dog, only with his tail between his legs, honestly shrinking in a further position.

After a long time, Xiang Qing raised his voice hoarsely and asked tentatively, "Young marshal, I admire you and respect you, but is it too much for you to bully the small like this?"

"Oh?"

Ning Hetu raised his eyebrows, "When you bullied the first son of our clan, why didn't you think that you were bullying the small with the big?"

Xiang Qing, "......"

Syllable!

He raised a slap and slapped Xiang Qing's left cheek, pitiful Xiang family ancestor who was so old that he was obviously extremely humiliated in his heart, and he didn't dare to say a word on his lips.

"Stand up straight. ”

Another indifferent voice filled the ears.

Xiang Qing covered half of his face, straightened his waist uneasily, without exception, slapped his cheek again, this time, the red blood stains had quietly escaped.

"Young marshal, is it enough?"

Xiang Qing stared at Ning Hetu and said these four words with almost all his life's strength.

In his eyes, there was humiliation, unwillingness, and of course, more fear, and it was precisely because of the fear of this person in his heart that he had to clamp his tail and be a dog.

He hoped that these two slaps would be endured obediently, and the other party would be able to open up a large number of netizens, and not blame the past, so that this turmoil would pass as soon as possible.

Hiss!

At this time, the fifth three people were already sweating profusely and their legs were weak.

A generation of male masters, the existence of raising his hand to make the common people surrender, unexpectedly, would rather choose to be slapped in public than dare to take the slightest offensive action.

How many times more terrifying is this Ninghe map than the legend?

Probably, only Xiang Qing, who was the same age as the young marshal, knew it, otherwise, why would he give up his dignity and obediently accept such a shame?

"Young marshal, is that enough?"

Just as everyone's scalps were numb and dumbfounded, Xiang Qing knelt on his knees again and made nine heads towards the location of Ning Hetu.

"We are all characters with heads and faces, things are almost the same, and it should be over, please raise your noble hand!"

Having said that, all Xiang Qing got was the other party, and asked lightly, "Are you teaching me to do things?"

Whoa!

In a flash.

The scene is like falling into an ice cellar, the temperature is off a cliff, and it is suddenly cold.

Countless members of the royal family, reaching out and touching it, found that their eyelashes were covered with severe frost, and then exhaled their breath tremblingly, and saw a vast fog.

Murderous.

The most straightforward and heart-pounding murderous atmosphere.

Even if it was Xiang Qing, the steady heart of his heart cultivated by decades of experience was completely collapsed at this moment, his face was pale, and he had no choice but to get up.

So, step by step, step by step, heavy steps.

"Young marshal, offended. ”

This is what Xiang Qing is most reluctant to say, but he has to say that the fifth and defeated three people who looked at each other for a short time had no choice but to sweep away the gloom on their faces, and waited with their heads held high.

Either die.

Or fight to the death and see if you can get a chance of life.

Rumble!

There was a hea, and the scene exploded.

The dust rolled up from under his feet, and if it weren't for human control, this sleeping place where countless heroes and martyrs were buried would have been razed to the ground long ago.

A powerhouse of the super fifteenth realm, plus three old emperors.

With such combat effectiveness, on other occasions, pushing everything sideways is just a matter of thinking about it, however, at this moment, it seems to be stretched.

Xiang Qing wanted to strike first, but when his mountain-like slap swept down, Ning Hetu dissolved it with an understatement, and he pinched out a wisp of fist prints, which were shattered in an instant.

Rumble!

This is a close second.

After a hundred years, the young marshal of the Ning family, who still maintained his youthful appearance, blinked lazily, and his movements were very slow, like a picture scroll, gradually appearing.

However, his eyes are unusually different.

Not only was it brilliant to the extreme, but he could even vaguely see the change of the sun and the moon, and the changes in the sea, he stood there without moving, just in the blink of an eye, his eyes were like sharp arrows in the sky, and instantly pierced Xiang Qing's sternum.

"This arrow, Ben Shuai will return you. ”

He finished saying this with a smile, still not moving.

Ning Xuanyuan, who was a little farther away, subconsciously tightened his robe, and smiled knowingly, everyone knew who he was returning this arrow to Xiang Qing for.

"Thank you. ”

When I was a teenager.

Ning Xuanyuan once admired the young marshal of the Ning family extremely much, and longed to become a figure like him one day.

It's just that......

The stars in the sky, the heroes underground, in this vast world, there is a high probability that there will be no one who can surpass Ning Shaoshuai, and he Ning Xuanyuan will not be able to.

Spread your hands.

Through this set of handsome clothes that carry countless honors.

He could feel a hot streak of blood seeping through his fingertips......