It's essentially a blast of force.

It's like a unicorn stepping on the clouds, forming a mark.

The imprint range is five meters long.

Lu Daochen was slapped into the soil, Ning Bei's figure was elegant, and he moved a hundred meters away in an instant, his eyes stared coldly at Lu Daochen in the pit, ignoring his embarrassed appearance.

"Tell me, who's coming back from injury!"

Ning Bei's thin lips moved slightly, and he only asked this time.

The corners of Lu Daochen's lips were bleeding, and his eyes showed a look of shock: "You have cultivated the Qilin Technique to the realm of Dacheng, and you have already cultivated the Qilin Potential!" ”

Is this old thing diverting from the topic?

In front of the demon-minded King of Ningbei, playing with this little bit of caution is useless except to arouse Ningbei's killing intent.

Lu Daochen is really going back more and more.

Ning Bei's right hand was defeated by the demon beast, and his left hand condensed his claws, and the void sucked a black spear.

The spear was like a black streamer, falling into Ning Bei's hand, and the gun was pointed at the tip of Lu Daochen's nose.

accompanied Ning Bei's cold words: "If you don't say it, you will die!" ”

The cold spear edge, the sharp spear breath that swallowed it.

can ask for Lu Daochen's life at any time.

Exactly this moment.

Three miles away from Yingli Square, a very strong quasi-pinnacle coercion was released, and the majestic voice sounded slowly like a bronze bell Da Lu: "Yan returned to be lawless, and he did a lot of evil deeds, and he was disrespectful to Lu Xiang of the current dynasty, and he ...... according to the law."

"I only ask you, did you hurt Xiao Han?"

Ye Chengcheng, who was dressed in a hundred birds and phoenix clothes, had a beautiful face covered by a white light veil.

Her eyes were like autumn waves, but her eyes were cold, and her lotus steps moved lightly, and her feet stepped on the sky to force out the quasi-pinnacle of speaking.

Ye Tingcheng's figure is perfect, with a height of nearly 170CM, and the whole person looks thin.

She is wearing a hundred birds and phoenix clothes, and her noble and cold temperament are perfectly integrated.

The secret quasi-pinnacle was forced out!

He had an old countenance, patches of age spots, and his hair was about to fall out.

This old thing was forced out.

Ye Xinghe sneered: "Great Sikong, easy to lack!" ”

"Old thing, I should have guessed that it was you who made the move!"

Huangfu Wushuang was full of earth-shattering murderous aura, and he wanted to kill the great Sikong more than anyone else.

This old thing is above the twenty-four divisions.

Ranked in the big space!

I don't know how many years I lived.

Just look at his appearance and know that his life is coming to an end!

Yi Que said slowly: "Yan can survive when he returns today, and in the future, I will ask the King of Beiliang to strictly control him." ”

Is this old thing still preaching?

Today, he will die!

Ye Tingcheng's phoenix eyes were full of cold light, and the strength behind his delicate body was released, and the loud phoenix chirped through the sky.

The potential of the phoenix bird is formed!

Ye Xinghe stepped out in one step, releasing the true dragon potential on his body.

Huangfu Wushuang unleashed the flying fish potential.

In fact, it is Kunpeng!

The owner of the four clothes wants to kill this old thing today.

Lu Daochen hurriedly said: "You boys, don't be impulsive, this is my Huaxia Dasikong, and my prestige is extremely high!" ”

"Extremely prestigious? Forty years ago, my Huangfu Gate was killed in Kyoto, and he was killed in a rainy night, and none of the elderly and children in the family escaped. ”

Huangfu Wushuang told a tragic case in public.

Forty years ago, the Huangfu Gate Lords were destroyed with the Lingnan Army.

The 700,000 sons of the Lingnan Army were killed, and the Huangfu Gate Valve was destroyed in Kyoto on the same night!

Huangfu Wushuang became a posthumous son at that time, and his mother was in her mother's house at the time and escaped this catastrophe.

It's been 40 years.

The emperor did not mention the old things twice.

Ning Bei asked, "Did he do it?" ”

"Tianfeng found two clues, all pointing to him!"

Huangfu Wushuang's eyes were red.

The Enemy of the Destruction of the Gate.

In the Huangfu lineage, only Huangfu Wushuang is left alive.

How desolate!

Ning Bei's thin lips moved slightly: "It's enough to have clues, I'll kill him!" ”

"Brother!"

Huangfu Wushuang wants to make a move.

Ning Bei shook his head lightly and asked him to retreat.

The big Sikong who is above the twenty-four divisions has a status, qualifications, and prestige that is far beyond what people can imagine.

It can be said that the sequence of twenty-four divisions is headed by Da Sikong!

This sentence alone is enough to explain the status of this great sikong.

Huangfu Wushuang beheaded this old thing in public today.

It will inevitably be severely punished by the law of the country!

Ningbei is different, and today it is easy to be cut in public.

If Kyoto wants to confess, it must be severely punished by national law.

Ning Bei is arrogant, with his temperament, he will resign on the spot from the main position of the Beiliang Army, resign from the title of the head of the hundred generals, resign from the name of Ning Shuai, and resign from the title of King of Beiliang.

There is also the next Taishan sealing, which has nothing to do with Ningbei.

Ningbei is full of glory and shoulders great responsibility!

This moment.

Ning Bei held a black spear in his hand, stepped into the air, and asked softly: "Little return, was it you who was injured?" ”

"He's to blame!"

Yi Que looked old and replied slowly.

Ning Bei showed a smile and said softly: "I grew up protecting him since I was a child, and in the past thirteen years, I have been reluctant to beat him, what kind of thing are you, you dare to touch him!" ”

In an instant.

Ning Bei slaughtered fiercely, the white clothes crossed the sky, and the black spear in his hand pierced through.

It's easy to lack this old thing, it's not easy to mess with!

Martial artists below the true pinnacle realm, half-step pinnacle, quasi-pinnacle is good.

If you don't enter the real pinnacle realm, your lifespan is only three hundred years for a king-level martial artist!

And the old thing that is easy to lack, the limit is coming.

How long did you say he lived?

Among the warriors, the older you get, the more dangerous it is.

This kind of old thing may have some killer features hidden in it.

The most obvious advantage of living longer is that the control of one's own power is far beyond the reach of young people.

Therefore, it is easy to be lacking, facing Ningbei who is brazenly killed.

He just hid!

He is old and frail, how dare he fight with the king of Ningbei at the peak of his youth.

It's not just about energy.

It's about looking for death!

The ancient warriors cultivated by the Beiliang lineage are all fierce and domineering, and they like to shake strong enemies head-on the most, and kill the opponent with killing momentum.

This kind of martial artist often becomes more and more courageous the more frustrated!

A battle between the two sides!

Yi Que is constantly dodging, and his strength is like a sword, and every attack is quite exquisitely grasped.

Not a single bit of power was wasted.

The strength is like a sword, and the sword wants to pierce the vital point of Ning Bei's body.

This kind of attack constantly wears down Ningbei's determination.

Ning Bei held a black spear in his left hand and kept chasing and killing Yi Que.

The speed of the missing reaches 100 meters per second!

It's a terrible speed.

The speed of the Jiupin King figure is only eighty meters per second.

It is easy to lack the speed of movement per second, which can be 100 meters, and it is not weak in numbers!

It's definitely a difficult character in the quasi-pinnacle.

It's a pity that the person who wants to take his life today is Ning Bei.

Under normal conditions in Ningbei, the base movement speed is 150 meters per second!

This speed is more than a full fifty percent of the shortage.

Moreover, Ning Bei moved with murderous intentions and did not intend to stalemate.

Prone to lack and like to hide?

A coldness appeared in Ning Bei's eyes, and his speed surged suddenly, breaking one hundred and fifty meters per second, and the black gun in his hand released the gun qi, which was incomparably sharp.

Swish!

A shot pierced the heavens and the earth.