Chapter 100: The Battle of Fists and Feet

The woman on Ning Yi's left suddenly patted her waist, and the colorful brilliance bloomed, and she grabbed her and swarmed over-

Narrow mountain trails, left and right, with little more space.

Ning Yi fell backwards without warning, shooting into the sky with a rapid shadow, nailed to the steep mountain wall on the side, shooting out a puff of gray smoke, this is the arrow of the ancient method of southern Xinjiang, the tail of the arrow is connected with a cobweb silk thread with excellent toughness, the woman on Ning Yi's left side, pulling her palm expressionlessly, the arrow is driven by the starlight, and the originally extremely soft silk thread is cut continuously like a sword qi, sticking to the mask on Ning Yi's cheek, and swept forward together.

Ning Yi smiled, looked up at the flickering silver threads, and did not use the "Great Sui Tianxia Sword Qi Walking" on his body, nor did he use the black cloth "Fine Snow" carried around his waist, but stretched out a finger, bent it slightly, hovered over the silk thread, and then knocked his fingers down.

The woman's complexion changed suddenly.

There was a huge force in her palm, which shook her body forward, and Ning Yi's voice reached her ears.

"Loose or not?"

The arrow was accompanied by silk threads, all the way through the golden cracked stone, as Ning Yi's black horse swept forward, the horse was frightened, and the speed became extremely fast, the woman's face was with a hint of fierceness, gritted her teeth and insisted on refusing to let go, ready to press down on her palm, and turn it into a chop.

In the next moment, Ning Yi stretched out his five fingers, grabbed them on the quenched arrow silk thread, squeezed it fiercely, and broke the straight long thread, the woman on the left exclaimed, lost her balance, and was pulled in front of her by Ning Yi.

The young man wearing the lionheart mask sneered, carrying the woman's shirt in one hand, the horse flew, and the two people looked extremely "ambiguous" together, hugging and inseparable.

The southern Xinjiang woman's face was gloomy, and she raised one hand and was about to smash it down.

Ning Yi's idle other hand quickly clicked, with the strength of the starlight that was neither strong nor weak, and hit the woman's chest and abdomen, many tricks, the force was not deep, but the striking location was extremely exquisite, and the woman almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and she wanted to run the starlight but couldn't do anything, so the palm that should have been smashed on Ning Yi's shoulder fell softly at the moment, slowly hanging down to the back, looking more like a caress.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

The weak voice of the woman in southern Xinjiang came.

With nephrite in his hand, Ning Yi didn't have the slightest intention of pity for the jade, his palm was covered on the woman's pitch-black mask, and he said indifferently: "I don't want to do anything...... I just want you to see what you really are. ”

The voice of the woman in southern Xinjiang suddenly raised, and she said in a panic: "You dare?"

Ning Yi sneered and said, "Those who came out of Southern Xinjiang seem to like to say this sentence very much...... I want to ask, why don't you dare?

A slap was pressed on the woman's cheek, Ning Yi did not choose to uncover it gently, but the strength of his palm burst out, shaking the entire mask to pieces, and the southern Xinjiang woman whose head was violently hit fainted directly.

Ning Yi swept away the fragments of the mask with one finger, and after sweeping it clean, he looked at the face of the woman in front of him, if the world can be beaten nine points and ten points, the woman in front of him, how to say that there is also a seven, even if he is unconscious, that kind of pitiful temperament is still shaken, if he looks at it for a long time, ordinary people will definitely be ape and have evil thoughts.

It's a pity that Ning Yi doesn't eat this set, his Dao heart is extremely stable, appreciate it for a moment, tsk

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Tu sighed: "It's not ugly to be born, why are you afraid of others exposing your face?"

Ning Yi's voice hasn't landed yet-

The whistling sound came suddenly.

Ning Yi's eyes swept over, and a shocking figure flew behind him, he sneered and raised his arm.

The other person who was "born in the same body" with this woman flew over, and was unceremoniously slapped on the cheek by Ning Yi, smashed it back and smashed into the arms of a southern Xinjiang cultivator.

The woman fell into the arms of the tall and thin man behind her, and immediately came to her senses and touched her cheek, which was so hard that her mask was also shattered and scattered.

This scene was seen by everyone, and unexpectedly, under the mask, it was not an identical face, but a more charming and moving woman than in his arms.

"Southern Xinjiang ghost cultivation, many exercises, in all fairness, the two of you are not very good-looking, but it is quite tempting. Ning Yi sneered: "It turns out that the practice is Meigong, the crooked and evil way that specializes in giving people the furnace, Hehuan Sect came out, this time you fought hard to go to the second prince?" It seems that you are very confident in yourself, so don't blame me for pouring a basin of cold water...... Although it is a good-looking sister flower, but with this alone, it is far from enough to climb the high bed of the Great Sui royal family, at least wearing this mask, the skills of the two of you are still too far behind. ”

The woman whose mask was smashed and there was still a trace of consciousness was so angry that she spurted out a mouthful of blood and trembled all over.

hugged her tall and thin ghost cultivator, and his expression and gaze became strange at this moment.

Everyone here is trying their best to hide their identity, and at this moment their true identity is exposed, which is actually a big disaster, the chaos in southern Xinjiang, who knows if there is an enemy of their own here?

The pale-faced woman gritted her teeth and said, "You...... Too much deception. ”

Ning Yi raised the chin of the woman in his arms, looked at it carefully, kneaded the fat baby fat of the face that was a little more plump and a little less fat, and said with a pointful smile: "If I'm not mistaken, someone seems to have kindly reminded me before...... Out of the plateau here?"

"The Hehuan Sect and my Ghost Cliff Mountain have always been good friends. At this moment, the tall and thin man simply did not hide his identity, but leaned close to the back of the woman's head, and said with compassion: "The girl of the Hehuan Sect, the taste is mellow, I have tasted a few, I can't put it down, if you are willing to pay some price, if there is any problem, I can help you settle it." ”

The woman stared at Ning Yi, who was smiling lightly, gritted her teeth and said ruthlessly: "I want you to help me kill him!"

The monk of Ghost Cliff Mountain, looking at the silver sparrow, said lightly: "I'm afraid it won't work to kill him, but it's okay to abolish his cultivation and let him pay the price for the disrespect just now." ”

The woman of the Hehuan Sect said coldly: "Okay, then that's it." ”

The Ghost Cliff Mountain monk smiled softly, he hugged the female monk of the Hehuan Sect, and said softly: "You have to sleep well with me, after this fight, I am afraid that I will lose a lot." ”

The woman of the Hehuan Sect was flushed, and was smeared by the tall and thin man of the Ghost Cliff Mountain, and the tall and thin shadow flew out, stepping on the ground on tiptoes along the way, and the shadow waterfall of bats spread out all over the sky.

At this moment, Nine can still laugh?

The tall and thin man of Ghost Cliff Mountain, his eyes were gloomy, he had watched the battle between the Hehuan Sect and that person before, and probably saw some ways: This cultivator who doesn't know the sect is probably a body refiner, and in close quarters, the Hehuan Sect will naturally have to suffer some hardships, and now he is

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After observing and then shooting, it is already nine times out of ten.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

His speed was extremely rare, dozens of long black shadows swept around Ning Yi's black horse, swept all the way, blasting earth and stones everywhere, the young man with a faint smile was obscured by the gray smoke, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Ghost Cliff Mountain ......"

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, he looked at the tall and thin man with interest, and tried his best to show his skills beside him, it looked quite a bit doorway, bells and whistles, but it was a pity that he couldn't escape the perception of Shu Mountain, the Thousand Hands Star Monarch was the first in the perception of the Great Sui world, this kind of crooked and evil way, ghost tricks, it was really difficult to enter Ning Yi's eyes.

After watching about a dozen breaths, sweeping forward and twisting, back and forth, Ning Yi had already memorized the trajectory of this tall and thin man, and waited until the moment before the cultivator of Ghost Cliff Mountain was ready to make a move-

Ning Yi grabbed the thick-checked scabbard wrapped in thick cloth with one hand and poked it towards his side.

The tip of the scabbard stabbed the forehead of the man in Ghost Cliff Mountain who was about to get up, the scabbard was powerful, and it retreated as soon as it was dipped, poking out a large pool of blood, and then the sword body swept and smashed out, hitting the tall and thin man, accompanied by an extremely miserable cry of pain, the figure of the tall and thin man was swept upside down by Ning Yi.

"Come one by one, how troublesome?"

Ning Yi pressed the woman of the Hehuan Sect on his horseback, his figure disappeared abruptly, and in the next moment, the mountain path exploded inch by inch, and the young man wearing the lionheart mask appeared on the side of the burly "No. 3".

Ning Yi threw a punch.

The pupil of No. 3 contracted, and he subconsciously handed out a punch.

Fists collide.

With an extremely violent impact, a huge figure was blasted and thrown like a cannonball, embedded in the stone wall of the mountain road.

The silver bird Yanzhi who was rushing ahead suddenly reined in at this moment, squinted his eyes, and watched this good show.

The remaining three Eastern Realm cultivators turned their horses around with a "whoo" and looked back, their faces complicated.

The horses neighed, coming and going like the wind.

As for Yinque's previous words not to be too heavy, Ning Yi had already ignored them.

Three, covered in blood, roared as he just held on to the wall and prepared to escape.

A punch smashed the young man who embedded him in the stone wall, and immediately bullied in, slammed an unreasonable knee into the front door, followed by a storm of punches and kicks, and the wind splashed and poured out towards the mountain of meat.

The woman of the Hehuan Sect turned pale.

The tall thin man who was stabbed in the forehead by Ning Yi's scabbard, and then was smashed out, after getting up, touched his forehead full of blood, let out a long roar, and flew out towards Ning Yi again.

The tall man in front of him, who was like a giant beast, had lost consciousness, and let Ning Yi's fists and feet continue to fall, and he couldn't stop slipping and falling out of the stone wall.

Ning Yi suddenly stopped his fist, and after Shuangfeng poured his ears, he waved his arms left and right, tore open the skin of No. 3, and sneered: "Born so big, and wearing a mask, what do you want to disguise?"

No response.

The cultivator of the Giant Spirit Sect had his eyelids hanging down, the whites of his eyes were all over, and he was lifted by Ning Yi with an arm, his body staggered, and he was "helped" and fell out of the stone wall.

Throwing people like throwing elephants -

The behemoth of the Giant Spirit Sect collided with the tall and thin ghost cultivator of Ghost Cliff Mountain in the air, and with a bang, a wave of air splashed at the place of impact, almost no stagnation, and the two figures rolled and swept on the ground, setting off a huge burst of smoke.

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