The nun seemed to be very familiar with Gu Changqing, and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, "I'm late, it's really undeserved that you have been injured at such an old age." ”

Gu Changqing gasped, "You are only a few years younger than me, and you still dislike me for being old?" Okay, okay, Ningyang is handed over to you, even if the powerhouse of the Twilight Spring Realm is only at the edge of the first layer, he still almost killed me, alas, he is old, he is old, ten years ago, I was able to fight with them for an hour or two without falling behind!"

The nun whispered the Buddha's name, "Stand back a little, and I will kill this old thief." ”

"Okay, hurry up, after the fight, I will invite you to eat the Yangchun noodles I made myself, sprinkle with chopped shallots, not to mention how fragrant." ”

"Okay, then I can only eat a few more bowls. "The nun took a step.

Ning Yang took a step back and said in horror: "It's you, an old nun! You don't stay honestly in the deep mountains and old forests, what are you doing when you come out to stir up?"

"I'm getting older, and this is the last time I've walked in the red dust. The nun said softly.

Ningyang has reached the twilight of his life, and his hunchback is terrible, but when he puts out a boxing fight, he is immediately like an old turtle, old and strong.

He shouted, "You have done so much evil back then, and I don't know if your Buddha will crush your bones and scatter ashes when he learns about it!"

The nun's long coat and monk's robe sleeves fluttered, every time she took a step towards Ningyang, her own momentum gathered some, when she walked out of six steps, the nun's side still showed a little white bright color, like fireflies, around her load and float.

Ning Yang saw such a vision of the nun, and there was fear in his eyes.

"Do you believe that when I went to the Great Leiyin Temple after I died, the Buddha would only praise me for my meritorious work in crossing people?"

Grandmaster-level masters are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the so-called top ten grandmasters in China are actually the ten strongest people in the Twilight Spring Realm.

Ning Yang didn't seem to dare to shout out the nun's name and surname!

In order to delay the nun's action, he shouted: "What benefits did the Xu family and Gu Changqing give you, let you help Xu Fengchen!!

The nun stopped, at this moment, she was already like a giant beast in the wilderness, and her own momentum seemed to make this world retreat and dare not disturb the nun, "I'm so old, what else in the world can get into my eyes, besides, I have been in meditation for half a life, the Buddha has been sitting in my heart, don't pollute my eyes with those pickled things of yours."

The reason why I intervened this time was to return the favor of Gu Changqing and Xu Xiandao, and secondly, to let my apprentice Duanmu Liuli have a big tree to rely on. Actually, I'm going to leave H City tomorrow to visit an old friend at the border of Heidi, but I didn't think that Ningyang, who was a waste back then, dared to take the initiative to provoke it!"

Ning Yang clenched his fists and stared at the white brilliance within a zhang beside the old nun, "Hmph, I'm not a waste, I have a share of credit for the collapse of the Zhou family!"

"Zhou family, if it weren't for the ancestor of the Zhou family going to bed at the end of his life, would you still have so much courage in Ningyang? Hmph, your sect-level twilight spring realm Taoism is really embarrassing, just wiped the edges, do you really think that there is no one in the world to cure you?"

If other people heard the old nun's words, they would have to die of shame!

No matter how you say it, after all, the grandmaster-level powerhouse is the handful of people at the top of the Huaxia pyramid, and it is suppressed to the death when dealing with the masters of the Innate Realm.

As soon as Ning Yang finished saying this after the old nun, he actually turned his head and ran, so fast that ordinary people couldn't catch it, like a black shadow running into the alley.

The old nun secretly said that she was not able to do anything about herself.

She ran towards Ningyang.

If Ningyang is as fast as lightning, then the old nun is a beam of light.

The white glow of a kilometer around her illuminated the darkness in the alley.

Ning Yang suddenly felt that his shoulder was being pressed down, and his face turned pale with fright.

"Go back!"

Relaxed like the bright moon shining on the river, Ning Yang screamed, smashed back to the place like a cannonball, immediately made a defensive posture, and then punched.

All the strength of his body was mobilized, and he knew that if he didn't fight for his life at this moment, he would really die, and there was no reason to talk about it.

The fist style is unparalleled.

There seems to be a gale.

The realm above the extreme of martial arts is nothing more than this.

A punch out, heaven and earth obey my orders.

But.

"You're a man, and you actually play tricks and embroider legs?"

Such a powerful punch made the old nun reach out and take it.

There was a glowing white light that suddenly lit up like a light bulb.

Ning Yang was drenched in cold sweat and hurriedly retracted his fists. In the process of closing the fist, the gale reversed.

Taking two or three steps back, he shouted and threw another punch.

Afraid of one's own shadow.

This punch seemed to hit the place a little brighter, although there was no wind, but it was even colder.

The old nun was a little more solemn now, and she could see that Ning Yang had pulled out the slightest bit of the remaining vitality and put it in her fist.

Although it is in vain for a moth to put out a fire, there may be the slightest chance to extinguish the fire.

I saw that the old nun's white brilliance within a zhang was all bright, and she also punched out.

There is no wind and no momentum, it seems that there should be such a punch between heaven and earth.

Heavenly principles are like this, and fists are heavenly principles.

Compared with it, Ningyang has become an insignificant ant.

Two punches against each other.

The old nun snorted coldly, and Ning Yang retreated more than ten meters, then fell to the ground with his head up, vomiting blood.

Not a single enemy!

Ning Yang muttered to himself: Is today's death decided?

"That's right, your fate is decided!" said the old nun.

Ning Yang propped up his arms, "He has a heart!"

"You have some knowledge!"

Standing up with difficulty, Ning Yang stared at the old nun, "Do you think I will transform all the remaining lives into combat power, can I pull you as a backstop?"

The nun said disdainfully: "Possibly. ”

"Well, the word 'possibly' coming out of your mouth is worth my try. Ning Yang laughed wildly.

Knowing that there was no way to live, Ning Yang simply burst out with the only remaining life, and even if he died, he would take the old nun and die together!

He still has this arrogance!

The skin of the whole body suddenly turned abnormally red, and Ning Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at her.

After about ten seconds, the complexion of the surrounding body immediately turned gray, originally an old man, Ning Yang looked really terrifying at the moment, like a terrifying old ghost who had been dead for a long time and had just crawled out of the grave.

"You're going to die!"

Punch out!

The wind is blowing!

The old nun waited for her, and when her fist was close, she punched, and the white light around her suddenly dimmed, but her majesty rose to a higher level.

Last mover first comes.

"I'll let you see, you only wiped the edges on the first layer of the Twilight Spring Realm, even if you burn up the only remaining life, compared to me, it is still the light of the fireflies that can't withstand the light of the bright moon!"

There is no slight entanglement in changing tricks.

It's just fist to fist.

Having come to the point where they are, the martial arts moves are not useless, but the difference in the realm is here, even if Ning Yang shows all the martial arts, it is still a punch for the old nun, it is not as good as fist to fist!

The old nun took three steps back, and the long robe resembled an inflated balloon, which returned to its original state in a few moments, and could be vaguely seen, a drop of cold sweat oozing from her forehead.

Ning Yang, on the other hand, fell ten meters away, lying on the ground lifeless.

Gu Changqing quickly came over to support the old nun and asked, "Are you okay?"

The old nun smiled and shook her head, "Eat a few more bowls of Yangchun noodles to heal." ”

Gu Changqing laughed: "That's good, you should know my craftsmanship, I have to kill you old nun!"