Although Zhang Piaoran's defense was flawless, he still couldn't bear Ning Que's strength, and was shocked to retreat again and again, and finally had nowhere to retreat, struggling in a corner of the ring, restrained.

Ning Que smiled gloomily, the shadow of his fist scattered, his arms were like Dapeng spreading his wings, hugging the other party, rushing to the sidelines, bang, the other party fell heavily to the ground, Ning Que pressed on him, with a wicked smile, secretly scratched his abdomen twice, with today's claw method, it is not as good as the original, the broken jade iron sheet is not a problem, the soft armor can't let go of the piercing force at all, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

"Ning Que wins. The referee gave an order, and Ning Que dodged a few times, ejected to the side, and smiled again and again. Someone from Yinglei Club was unconvinced: "Both of them fell off the stage, why did Ning Que win?" But this sentence is very unreliable, but it is particularly harsh in the empty and quiet mountains.

When the referee waved his hand, a gust of wind fanned the man's face like a slap, instantly swollen with bloodshots, and he was speechless.

The referee said again: "After a pillar of incense, Mu Fengya is against Ning Que." ”

The people in the hall were all surprised, this kid was unknown, although he had done a few big things, he still couldn't get on the stage, and his strength was only second-order, although the five elements cooperated, it was not easy to get to this point, the gap between the poor boy and the rich young master was counterattacked at this time. In the hall, Li Poison Long felt very deeply, this kid was cultivated by him, and it stands to reason that it was good, but how could it reach such a point? It made him feel like a hallucination in a drunken dream.

For a while, Ning Que's name was completely spread, and no one knew about it in the Tai Killing Palace, and then it was verified that a yellow-haired boy who had just entered the palace for less than two years was actually in the position of the true legend of Tai Lu at this moment, which can be described as a new edge.

Ning Que repaired it, stood on the stage, and a discerning person knew at a glance that even if Ning Que used the way of practicing qi, he might not be able to defeat Mu Fengya, that phantom sword was too strong, a divine weapon, ranked ninth on the weapon spectrum, sharpening iron like clay, if there was no other means, Ning Que would definitely be defeated.

The wreckage in the hall was light, and he looked at Ning Que and smiled. Ning Que is thorough in his heart, his strength is not as good as the other party, and there is only one way, dead skin, fighting, so that the other party's mind is lost, and every inch is chaotic, so that there is a chance.

Mu Fengya was as cold as frost, and the shadow drew a few sword shadows, and then projected a black shadow as if dealing with a ghost.

With one move, Ning Que had no place on the ground at all, so he could only use liquid pills and float in mid-air.

"Hey, what's that?" But anyone who has a little eyesight is shocked and confused, but anyone who has no eyesight has a blank face, and it feels normal, isn't it just to borrow the wind aura to temporarily take off? But if it is those top masters in the high hall, it is also as plain as water.

"That's the wind aura!"

"You're not a fool, get out of here, little brat, and stay there. ”

"The wind aura is with aura fluctuations, and it is not groundless, it will attract the surrounding wind, and it will be connected together, not to mention, the wind aura is fundamental

It is transparent and colorless, which will attract the wind and produce air convection. And this guy, without evidence, has a faint layer of bloody air flow gushing out of his body, and there is no sign around, as if a stream of air is gushing out of his body. One person analyzed.

"Yes, you kid has a bit of eyesight, good fellow, what is this blood-colored airflow?

On the stage, the ground was full of potholes, piles of rubble, and a huge slap shadow fell on it, poking out countless slender tentacles. Ning Que stood in mid-air, his heart was very strange, what were those things on the ground? But he couldn't think about it so much, moving in the air, being close to the king, at this moment, Ning Que once again realized the disadvantage of his long-range battle, and there was no long-range move.

"Shadows cover the sun", and countless black sword shadows spread, there is nowhere to escape, and those tentacles on the ground stick out. A layer of yellow earth armor covered the body, countless sword shadows fell on the earth armor, Ning Que was like a sharp sword piercing his heart, he was in pain, the figure was speeding at great speed, still approaching, six green vines were shot into countless segments in the black sword shadow, and the tentacles under him spread, Ning Que had already flown into the sky, and a stream of bloody qi gushed out, and the whole person was like a killing god.

Six green vines came out again, and "Shadow Cloud Walk" ran until the end, combined with the bloody qi burst out, falling from the sky like a rocket mallet, unstoppable. Mu Fengya's eyes had already locked, not dodging or dodging, the shadow drew out a sword light, but stabbed forward.

Ning Que clenched his teeth, he couldn't hesitate, the other party's strength had not completely exploded at all, if he used the forbidden spell pattern, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it at all, so he could only bite the bullet and avoid the vital point, the phantom pierced into the waist and abdomen, the blood flowed like a note, and the red blood on the sword body was instantly swallowed by the phantom. Ning Que didn't say a word, just hugged the other party, without any pity for the jade, one hand had already grabbed her corset, pinched the pair of jade peaks, and smashed her face with the other hand.

Streams of black air gushed out, dispersing Ning Que's fist strength, his fists were as fast as a shower, like a sledgehammer beating a drum, constantly attacking, Mu Fengya had to be forced to defend, her eyes were full of cold light, more and more prosperous, as if she was going to kill. Ning Que couldn't care about it so much, the blood in his body flowed wildly, for some reason, that sword was able to devour his essence blood, which he didn't predict anyway, the piercing pain in his heart, his consciousness was a little blurred, if it wasn't for the pain in his waist and abdomen, he would not wake up in a few breaths.

Ning Que can't care so much, he can't do it, as long as he can win, he can ride on her body, the lower end is already closely connected, and a wave of masculinity ensues, the fascinating jade man below is under him, and the ambition that is about to move is burning at this moment, and the bottom is as straight as a pillar. Mu Fengya seemed to notice that her chest was ravaged by unimaginable conditions, and she was already a little swollen and painful, and her lower body was held against the steel spear, and no woman could stand such a trick.

In the hall, the master of the hall of Mu shook his hands, and the whole person was like a magma eruption, bursting out with a breath of evil qi that rushed straight into the sky, the scene was out of control for a while, and the hall masters below stood up one after another, and the deacon trembled

Taking a few steps back, his face turned pale, and those low-level refining spirits were already prostrate on the ground, trembling like civilians seeing the emperor, and they didn't dare to move.

Ning Que turned a deaf ear, not caring about the outside of the field, the eruption of evil qi pressed him to spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and fell forward, the shadow was a few inches deeper, and his head hit the fascinating face, and a momentum of not admitting defeat suddenly poured out from his chest and abdomen. At this moment, for some reason, win, must win, the liquid pill in the body was running, and the evil qi that rushed towards him was actually absorbed by the True Dragon Imperial Qi Technique, and the pressure suddenly decreased.

And Mu Fengya, sure enough, lost her mind, shouted, and then helplessly went to cover it, and with a click, her white jade wrist was smashed by her fist, and suddenly her fist turned into a claw, and her palm tied her throat, with a little force, I was afraid that it would kill the jade.

Ning Que smiled bloodily, "I won", his voice was full of endless vicissitudes and joy, and then he fainted in Nuan Yu's arms, and the salty pig moved his hands, a little reluctant.

The Lord of the Mu Hall dodged, pulled up Ning Que who was riding his daughter, and was about to kill him with one palm. Mu Fengya shouted, "I don't want you to care, you get out of me." Two lines of clear tears flowed out, hoarse, but a little hoarse.

The shadow pulled out, with a pillar of blood, which was extremely scarlet in the sun, and the dumbfounded people raised their heads and looked at the motionless figure lying on the ground, some in awe, some with disdain, and even some directly spitted at it.

Mu Fengya pushed away the Mu Hall Master, the messy hair, the wrinkled white yarn, and the white agar-like skin on her chest were revealed, the blood above the shadow had long since disappeared, and the whole person flew away in despair, and the Mu Hall Lord hung behind him swayingly. The hall master of the Magnolia Hall looked at Ning Que and said to the vicious wreckage: "Shameless man, a good apprentice of your teaching. Then he disappeared in a flash and chased after Mu Fengya.

The referee snorted and said disdainfully: "Ning Que wins." Then he didn't speak, and left straight away, as for the coronation reward of the true biography or something, he left it behind. A burst of blue light erupted from Yao Bingyu's body, and the whole person flew in front of Ning Que in an instant, looking at him nervously. The wreckage looked at Ning Que, who was unconscious, smiled faintly and did not speak, and the rest of the people also dispersed unhappily.

(End of chapter)