He vomited blood, not from his mouth, but from his heart, and in less than a quarter of a pillar of incense, he greeted the entire family up and down dozens of times.

Although Dowling has been shaded countless times, this time it is undoubtedly very deadly......

Ning Tiande didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, his intuitive view of Dao Lin was that a newcomer with weak spiritual sense and arrogant arrogance was just that.

"Hmph, then let me see what kind of skills you Guiguzi have!" With that, he approached Dowling.

Dowling knew that this was going to happen, this Lao Ning had not come over, a kind of pressure like Mount Tai had hit, and it was estimated that the probability of being killed in seconds was very high, but he had just finished talking, and now it can be said that he was in a narrow alley, and it was difficult to turn back, so Dowling gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and decided to fight!

Shui Yingyao asked the steel hammer in a low voice, "Why are you doing this?"

The steel hammer lit a cigarette leisurely, "This is part of my plan."

"Aren't you afraid that Dowling will be seriously injured?"

smiled and replied, "I really don't know him well......

Hearing this answer, Shui Yingyao was really speechless.

Ning Tiande grabbed Dao Lin's shoulder with one hand, and the majestic spiritual power pressed towards him, if this blow worked, half of Dao Lin's bones would have to be shattered, and then he would fall into the ground like a cake, it was estimated that no one would pull him, and he would never get up again.

But when Ning Tiande was exerting his strength, he felt that his hands were empty, and Dao Lin actually dodged away at a high speed, and it was already behind him.

A hot force struck, and the muscles of Dowling's whole body burned red, and a steam-like red blood mist rose around him, and he immediately used the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique-Change, at the beginning of the battle.

Dowling's fist swung towards the back of Ning Tiande's neck, and although Ning Tiande was quite surprised by Dowling's sudden outburst, he only frowned slightly. He spun around quickly and took the punch with one hand.

Dao Lin's punch was already the limit of what his physical skills could exert, infused with all his spiritual power, and used the strength of his whole body, he knew that against an opponent like Ning Tiande, it was pointless to preserve his strength.

When Ning Tiande held Daolin's fist firmly in his hand, Daolin's brain short-circuited, and his strongest blow couldn't go half an inch further when it touched the opponent's palm.

"It's not bad, try harder." Ning Tiande said disdainfully, then grabbed Dowling's arm and threw him out.

Dowling passed through the open gate and flew directly into the courtyard outside the house, Ning Tiande chased after him, he flew by without touching the ground, and his speed gradually increased.

Several other people also followed, and Gangyi asked Shui Yingyao, "What do you think of Lao Ning's skills?"

"At present, even if it is not as good as the Ten Palaces Hades, it is not much worse."

"Well...... It's very objective, it seems that Dowling is really not good."

Wei Chi on the side listened to his heart and said: It's not you who hurt him......

Dao Lin quickly adjusted his posture in the air and landed safely, obviously Ning Tiande just wanted to throw him out of the house, it was not a fatal move, but the sentence "try harder" just now was too poisonous, Dao Lin was depressed in his heart, if Lao Tzu could push harder, it would be your turn to throw me?

It seems that there is no chance of winning with fists and feet, Dao Lin waved his hand and sacrificed the black short sword, but Ning Tiande still stood with his back when he saw this, which means that to deal with you, I will be able to use my bare hands to deal with you.

Seeing that he was ruthlessly despised again, Dowling suddenly became angry in his heart, and evil was born to the side of his heart, and he seemed to have made a lot of determination, and raised his sword: "I didn't expect to use it for the second time so soon......

Dowling took a deep breath, focused, and then unleashed his move, Resonance.

Ning Tiande suddenly felt his heart tremble, a strange feeling came, but he couldn't say what it was, a top master like him who had been in a hundred battles had an intuition, that is, a premonition of danger, which had saved his life countless times, and had also helped him defeat many tough opponents like the four masters of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. And at this moment, he actually felt this dangerous aura in Dowling's body.

"Impossible...... His physical skills

It is impossible for him to threaten me with his spiritual sense, and the Dao techniques he uses are all used to strengthen himself, so does he have any amazing spiritual ability!" Several thoughts flashed through Ning Tiande's heart, and he immediately came up with the only possible correct answer, although he guessed correctly, it was to no avail......

Dowling disappeared in place with a "bang", leaving only a blood mist in the air, and he once again went behind Ning Tiande and raised the short sword in his hand.

"Hmph...... It's just an old trick." Ning Tiande said that he was about to pick up Daolin's sword with his bare hands.

The corners of Dowling's mouth curled into a smile: "Innocent! It's naïve......"

Ning Tiande's hand didn't grab anything, but his knee was kicked by Dowling. Dao Lin's sword was just a false move, as if he had already known that Ning Tiande would reach out to take it, and Dao Lin's real intention was to attack his legs.

Even though Ning Tiande was able to take all of Daolin's attacks with his hands, it didn't mean that any part of his body was as steel as iron, so he had already used the Spirit Sense Gathering Technique-Daolin's blow to make him very uncomfortable.

But a master is a master after all, and after suffering from this kind of attack, ordinary people will choose to retreat outside the safe range to adjust and fight again, but Ning Tiande directly turned the passive into an offensive and grabbed Daolin's legs.

"It's over......" Ning Tiande threw Dao Lin towards the ground, estimating that he would be done with this smash, but something unexpected happened again.

At the moment when Dao Lin's foot kicked Ning Tiande, almost at the same time as Ning Tiande made a move, Dao Lin swung his sword and slashed at his leg, and at this moment, the sword blade had almost touched the back of Ning Tiande's hand.

Although surprised, Ning Tiande still reacted in time, he let go of Dao Lin's legs, flipped his palm, and actually held Dao Lin's sword in his hand.

"I'll kick again!" Dowling was like an unpredictable prophet, he used his short sword as an axis to borrow strength, and he swirled around and kicked down.

Because Ning Tiande was about to throw him just now and lift him very high, he kicked Ning Tiande's knee with a heavy blow from top to bottom.

"Uh......" Ning Tiande let go of Daolin's sword, this time he obviously suffered a lot of losses, so he quickly withdrew from the battle circle.

"I want to run!" Dowling chased after him, intending to take advantage of the victory.

Ning Tiande was still not flustered, and put his hands across his chest: "You really have to make inches!"

This time, Dao Lin was taken aback, the tip of his sword stabbed straight into Ning Tiande's palm, and the other party didn't even break the skin.

"Well...... It seems that all your power is in those hands......" Dowling said with a sneer.

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