Chapter Twenty-Three: Turning the River and Yinbei

Gu Tuzhi sneered and took out a bag of spirit stones, "This bet still has to be tested a priori." ”

Jiang Li waited on the side to see Ning Jian's joke.

I saw the young man take out a spar from his sleeve.

By the moonlight, everyone froze at a glance.

"This ..... This..... It's a spirit crystal. ”

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen it. ”

They didn't know it, but Gu Tuzhi saw it clearly, a whole piece of spirit crystal as clear as jade was worth at least five thousand spirit stones.

"Don't worry, I won't be embarrassed for you. Say five hundred spirit stones, five hundred. ”

This sentence hit everyone in the face, when were they so ridiculed.

Under Ning Jian's calm and usual eyes, they only felt that they had become poor scholars.

Gu Tuzhi glared at Jiang Li fiercely, and finally calmed down, "Then let's see the real chapter under our hands." ”

"Brother Gu, this .........." Jiang Li was uneasy at this time.

"Boy, I already knew your tricks!"

"In the ring competition that day, you must have a defensive spirit weapon of no low grade on your body to ignore Jiang Li's attack. ”

"I'm not going to do that again. ”

After that, Gu Tuzhi arranged for one person to come forward to inspect Ning Jian's body inside and outside.

Receiving a positive response, Gu Tuzhi thought to himself, "I'll see how you deal with it today." ”

Everyone vacated an open space, and the battle was about to begin.

"Wait!"

Ning Jian spoke out at this time.

"You guys come looking for trouble one by one, when will you be a head. ”

"Today, if you can push me back one step, you will win. Otherwise, Hugh will come back to harass him in the future. ”

Ning Jian's tattoo was able to defeat Jiang Li in the third stage in one period, and now the fifth stage is cultivated, so why not be afraid of Gu Tuzhi in the sixth stage of the tattoo priest.

"What a haphazard boy, just as you wish. ”

Gu Tuzhi didn't say more, and a cyan aura phantom appeared above his head.

"Turn over the river and silver shell!"

Four-grade spirit pattern.

"Pearlescent light!"

An extremely dazzling pearl light came straight to Ning Jian's face.

The back garden was full of light, which naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the banquet hall.

"These boys are really uneasy, and they still look at the city lord Haihan. ”

"Haha, it doesn't matter. Young people, it's normal for blood to be strong. ”

Under the illumination of the pearl light, Ning Jian's eyes were white, but the spirit pattern phantom had not yet appeared.

Gu Tuzhi took this opportunity to launch an attack.

"Heavy waves!"

As the shell of the Yinbei River continued to open and close, wave after wave of spiritual energy rushed towards Ning Jian.

When Ning Jian's eyes adapted to the illumination of the pearl light, the waves of spiritual energy had already arrived in front of him.

The first wave hit Ning Jian, and without waiting for it to stop, the second wave followed. And then the third, and then the fourth, one is more important than the other.

The figure of the boy looked incomparably small in the waves.

In the blink of an eye, the seventh weight, which was also the limit number of times Gu Tuzhi could use at present, overlapped the accumulated energy of the first six layers, and slapped towards Ning Jian mercilessly.

"Hmph, I really don't know whether to live or die. Even if he was urging his life, he didn't dare to take my sevenfold waves head-on. ”

At this time, under everyone's gaze, Ning Jian actually took a step forward.

The waves are blowing, and they are immovable.

Ning Jian sighed secretly in his heart: "It's really amazing." Until the sixth level, the power absorbed by the gluttonous spirit pattern was not much, and if he hadn't taken this step himself, he might have been repelled by this seventh layer. ”

"What!

Gu Tuzhi suddenly turned his head and stared at the young man who was inspecting Ning Jian's body.

"Young Master Gu, I swear to the heavens that he has no spiritual weapon on him. ”

At this time, it was useless to say these things again, Gu Tuzhi stirred up the majestic aura of the sixth stage of the tattoo priest, and shouted:

"Broken gold!"

The silver shell rolled up the river and rushed straight towards Ning Jian.

The upper and lower shells were filled with explosive huge bite force, and Gu Tuzhi was sure that as long as he was bitten by it, at least it would be broken bones and less flesh.

Ning Jian hadn't activated the spirit pattern at this time, and a straight fist slammed into the phantom.

Turning over the river and Yinbei was fast, and Ning Jian's punch was faster.

Before it could close its shell, its fist slammed into the soft flesh of the shell.

Suddenly, Gu Tuzhi's chest blood and qi surged, and a mouthful of bright red spit out.

saw him wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth and stare at Ning Jian with ill will.

Ning Jian only felt that this punch was exhausted, and he wanted to retract the punch but found that there was a huge suction force coming from the soft meat.

I can't get it back!

At this moment, the two shells closed in an instant, and the whole backyard heard this loud noise.

Ning Jian's right hand had already been bitten by his elbow.

The sound of the friction between the flesh and the edge of the shell on the hand was terrifying, and the silver shell continued to exert force, leaving blood along the shell.

Ning Jian's left fist was infused with aura, and he hit the shell with all his strength, not moving at all.

Gu Tuzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Boy, give up." Once my river clamor bites its prey, it will never let go. ”

"I advise you to cut off your arm as soon as possible, and admit defeat. ”

The surrounding young masters applauded in unison, but no one noticed that Sun Wanyan in the corner had a flash of inspiration in his hand.

In the girl's delicate hand, the spiritual light was about to break out of the air.

At this moment, Ning Jian gave up the struggle and strode towards Gu Tuzhi.

The bite force of this Jiangyin Bei far exceeded the normal level of the sixth stage of Wenshi, and it was indeed the second in Tianshui City, and Gu Tuzhi had his own ability.

In Ning Jian's body, the gluttonous spirit pattern was running at full speed, constantly dissolving and absorbing the damage on his hands. Even so, the sharp pain caused fine sweat to break down the boy's forehead.

"But so, compared to the original forty boards, the pain is still a little worse. ”

The boy whispered softly as he walked over to the other.

Ordinary monks, who should have rolled on the ground in pain at this time, wailed incessantly.

Facing Ning Jian, who was constantly approaching, Gu Tuzhi's eyes were fierce, "I'm not Jiang Li, I have never lost in terms of martial arts foundation." ”

The body rushed towards Ning Jian like an arrow from the string, and the top of his knee went straight to his chest.

"I'll see how long you can last!"

One hand was clamped, and it was already stretched to resist the bite of the silver shell in the river.

Everyone was speculating about Ning Jian's next move.

But the result is .....

Gu Tuzhi's knee hit Ning Jian's chest without any hindrance.

As a party to Gu Tuzhi, he only felt that what he was resisting was not Ning Jian's chest, but a ball of soft mud, the impact force was ten out of ten, and even the rebound force was very weak.

"Bang!"

Ning Jian shook his right hand, and with the phantom of the Yinbei Turning River, he slapped directly on Gu Tuzhi's side.

A figure flew out, but the boy still didn't retreat.

After rolling around on the ground a few times, Gu Tuzhi got up in a panic and found that Ning Jian had already come to him, and two steps behind him was the pond.

"What did you do!"

"No way, you must have cheated!"

Gu Tuzhi, who couldn't stop shouting at the moment, still had the demeanor of Gu Dashao in Tianshui City.

If it weren't for the search before the fight, maybe some people would have believed this.

But there was no if the victory or defeat, and the shameless roar echoed throughout the back garden, and the surrounding sons could only turn their heads and not watch.

"You lost. ”

As Ning Jian kicked out, Gu Tuzhi fell into the pond and fell unconscious.

Ning Jian's right hand finally got rid of the river Yinbei.

The sons of each family looked at Ning Jian at this time, only to feel a chill behind them, and they were infinitely afraid.

No one said much, everyone picked up Gu Tuzhi and left in embarrassment.

There was only a bag of spirit stones left on the ground, which was particularly conspicuous.