Syllable!

The sound of shoes clattering against the ground rang into Tai Baihui's ears, and his eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of beastly fierce eyes shot out of his eyes.

Everyone was in an uproar, and at this time, a young man with picturesque eyebrows, a tall nose, white skin, a detached talent, a handsome spirit, a clear eye, and an ordinary black plain clothes came to him quietly, and the corner of the young man's mouth hung a bright smile that could fascinate thousands of women, which was touching.

made everyone jealous, and the woman in Tsing Yi was extremely nymphomaniac's eyes.

There is still a stick of incense to go until three hours, and Tai Baihui was suddenly disturbed by Ning Hong, Tai Baihui's sharp gaze made people frightened, stared at Ning Hong, and said in a deep voice: "Get out of here now, you still have a chance to save your face." ”

A pair of white palms stretched out, hooking his hand at Tai Baihui in provocation, without the slightest word.

"He's crazy!"

Everyone exclaimed, they couldn't believe that anyone dared to provoke Tai Baihui like this, and they all pinched a cold sweat for him.

Jealousy, ridicule, worry, playfulness and other eyes converged with each other and fell on Ning Hong.

Call!

Quickly got up and pushed the air to make a sound, Tai Baihui's face became hideous, his two fists were clenched, and the murderous aura was permeated, this killing intent made Ning Hong extremely uncomfortable.

It's been a long time since anyone has made this gesture to Tai Baihui, and those who made this gesture to him have all died under his fist, no doubt exception.

"Look for death!"

He roared, and the silver ring at the knuckle of his right fist glistened in the sun, and he slammed it towards Ning Hong's cheek.

The fist was violent, driving the fist wind, and it rushed to Ning Hong's cheek from afar, blowing his long black hair fluttering, and his clothes were hunting.

Tai Baihui's hideous face, coupled with the long scar on his right arm, made him look more and more terrifying, and his power was terrifying.

Bang, the crash sounded.

"What?" Shocks sounded everywhere, and at this time, the picture they imagined of Ning Hong being beaten beyond the batter and blood splashing not only did not happen, but instead, the handsome young man who didn't talk like anything stood in place, smiling as before.

The white and thin palm firmly grasped the thick and dark fist, and no matter how hard Tai Baihui exerted his strength, he didn't move at all.

On the field, it was unusually quiet off the field, only Tai Baihui's roar echoed.

"Boy, let me go!"

Li Baihui's face was black and red, and the green tendons protruded, floating on his face and arms.

Call!

Without the slightest warning, his left fist, which hung at his side, struck Ning Hong's temple.

Although the power of the left fist is not as great as the right fist, the power cannot be underestimated, and the first order of the open pulse cannot be resisted.

The mouths of the people were wide open, and they felt that their tongues were dry.

This punch hit Ning Hong's temple firmly, but he only shook his body slightly, a little shocked, he didn't expect his physical strength to be so terrifying, it was not at all something that the first order of opening the pulse could have, it was simply perverted, although he had expected it, he was still shocked in his heart, and his palm was slowly clenched.

"Ah——h

As the power in Ning Hong's hands continued to increase, Tai Baihui's howl was mixed with the sound of bones shattering.

After the two of them released their fists, the pain made Tai Baihui's face distorted, his legs and feet bent, and he wanted to kneel on the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans kept coming out, connecting into a stream, but he didn't forget to take three steps back and widen the distance.

Everyone found that at this time, the silver ring on Tai Baihui's right hand had been deformed, and his palm was somewhat misplaced and collapsed.

"Hiss" everyone gasped.

Tai Baihui is famous for his fists, especially his right fist, which is powerful and hard, in the floating town, there is no opponent under the open pulse, but unfortunately, Ning Hong is the master of the open pulse realm, and when Ning Hong quenches the eighth order, his physical body can be hard to open the pulse of the third order, and when he meets Ning Hong, it is also his misfortune.

While everyone was still immersed and shocked, Ning Hong stepped forward, walked to Tai Baihui's side, and slowly raised his right hand.

No one knew what he was going to do.

Tai Baihui, who was overwhelmed by the pain, still tried his best to dodge desperately, but the white palm was like a spell that could not be shaken off, and the distance between his shoulders did not shorten, but got closer and closer.

The soft touch touched his shoulder, and Ning Hong kicked the ground with both feet, jumping on the spot.

In Tai Baihui's sight, the ground continued to rise, and then his body swayed like a candle in the wind.

"Go," as Ning Hong shouted, a black shadow flew through the air at an alarming speed, flew out of the Miao family, and smashed in front of the Miao Mansion accurately, falling into a dog eating, breaking three teeth, and the force was perfectly controlled.

Passers-by stopped one after another, recognized Tai Baihui, and couldn't believe who beat him so embarrassed, at this time, Tai Baihui felt extremely humiliated, his face showed a fierce light, he got up, covered his right hand with his left hand, and left in shame.

This news soon spread into the martial arts training ground from outside, and everyone looked at Ning Hong with envy and awe for the strong, which came from the heart.

Ning Hong clapped his hands up and down, showed a bright smile, and then said very arrogantly: "Whoever else, let's go together!"

"He's crazy!" exclaimed.

One shock was not enough, and again, everyone's hearts hung high and beat faster.

In the hearts of others, they thought that although Ning Hong could defeat Tai Baihui, he was not invincible enough to challenge a group of people one by one, and there might be stronger masters than Tai Baihui in the crowd, but they didn't know and didn't think about the possibility that Ning Hong was in the Pulse Opening Realm.

Finding that no one came to the stage, Ning Hong shouted again, his eyes full of provocation: "Are you all shrunken turtles? ”

When the words fell, countless people were furious, boom!

The sound of a strong fall in the ring sounded one after another.

"Hualin"

"Off the Vibration"

"Lingmi"

"Haowu Qi"

"Hu Falling"

Someone below revealed their names one after another, and their faces were horrified.

These people are all masters of the ninth order of quenching the body, and they have a prominent reputation in Fuzhen, almost everyone knows about it, and none of them are weaker than Tai Baihui.

Especially Hua Lin, he is even more famous than Hua Dejian, and his deeds start from twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago, he came from other places and stayed in Floating Town, because a conflict hurt the disciples of a small force, but in the eyes of others, it was a big force.

At that time, he kindly let the other party go, but the other party was not grateful, but turned his head and brought the strong man to retaliate, and that battle is still fresh in people's memory.

With one person and one sword, he crushed a ninth-order quenching body and more than a dozen eighth-order quenching body members on the opposite side, cut off the head of that disciple, and sent it to the tiger's den alone.

That force is not weak, there are eight quenching ninth-order masters in charge, that battle lasted for three days and three nights, no one dared to enter that force to watch the situation, in the end, only one was covered in blood, a sword in one hand, his eyes were cold, and his steps were calm Hua Lin walked out of it, this force was annihilated by him alone, and since then he has become famous in a battle.

"My sword hasn't drunk blood for a long time" Hua Ling held the sword in his left hand, holding his chest with both hands, and his expression was flat.

"Hehe, the old man hasn't seen a little doll as rampant as you for a long time" Ling Mihua's white beard trembled, her back was bent, admiring her slender and old nails, and her eyes looked at Ning Hong.

Except for Hua Lin, the other four people paid attention to Ning Hong's every move all the time, for fear that he would suddenly make a move.

Hua Lin's eyes were flat and a little disdainful, although he saw that Ning Hong's defense was strong enough, but he was not Tai Baihui, his sword was invincible, and he was overconfident.

The five of them surrounded Ning Hong in the middle, and at this time, the young man stood with his hands in his hands, and the leader of the generation of grandmasters said in an old-fashioned manner: "Don't talk nonsense, let's go together." ”

The five of them were deadlocked, originally wanting to find Ning Hong's flaws, but at this time, the young man had to make a move, otherwise it would cause others to laugh.

The five of them shouted.

The sword was unsheathed, and Hua Lin roared, "Leave the clouds and slash again"

The right hand was raised and slashed down, and the sharp sword light shone in Ning Hong's eyes, which was extremely dazzling.

The others were not lazy, and each took out the weapons in their hands, which were short knives, long robberies, long halberds, and double maces, all of which were different.

The five of them hit Ning Hong's vital point from all directions, blocking his retreat, the five winds shouted louder and louder, and the momentum came to his face, Ning Hong's long black hair danced with the wind, and he stood with his hands in his hands.

"He's crazy" Seeing that he didn't make the slightest movement, the exclamation sounded again.

Before, Ning Hong used the most fragile head to block Tai Baihui's left hand blow, which surprised everyone, but none of these five people were weaker than Tai Baihui's strength, and they all used extremely sharp long weapons, especially Hua Lin inside, this madman who even dared not easily provoke the first-order master of the Open Pulse existed, Ning Hong was too big to inevitably die.

But is that the case?

No, Ning Hong knew enough about his strength, these attacks looked ferocious, but in his eyes, he was similar to a playhouse, he was an existence that could beat the third order of the veins by quenching the body.

When the five attacks were only three inches away from Ning Hong, Ning Hong moved, his speed was so fast that no one could see how he made a move.

Yes!

As the four screams sounded, the four figures quickly smashed out of the ring, and those viewers were smashed down without the slightest chance of reacting, and the first few people who were hit by the four figures couldn't help vomiting blood, and their chests were in severe pain, but they didn't care about the pain, everyone looked up at the ring, and it was unbelievable that the speed of defeat of the five people was even faster than Tai Baihui.

At this time, only Hua Lin and Ning Hong with a smile were left in the ring.

The sharp blade was tightly clamped by two white and thin fingers, but no blood flowed, Hua Lin's pupils shrunk into wheat, and his eyes showed fear and dazedness, not knowing what happened just now, he was the only one left in the ring.

How is it possible, how can this young man be so powerful, this physical body is not at all what the quenching realm should have, making him feel powerless, suddenly, Hua Lin thought of a possibility, and his voice trembled, "You..... you are in the Open Pulse Realm?"

Wow!

Ning Hong didn't speak, but twisted his hand slightly, and a clicking breaking sound came out, and the sword that had followed Hua Lin for many years suddenly turned into two knots and lost its tip.

He didn't dare to attack, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and his back was also wet, he was a little afraid, he actually provoked such a powerful existence, originally his pride as a strong man was put away in an instant, no matter how proud he was, he knew that he was not the opponent of the first order of opening the pulse, and on the other hand, Ning Hong's strength and physical strength were far higher than the first order of opening the pulse.

Although Ning Hong didn't answer, Hua Lin understood very well in his heart, the young man in front of him who had been smiling and his eyes were clear turned out to be the Open Pulse Realm, a realm that he had been looking forward to for many years.

Hua Lin's eyes swept to the audience, the four masters who were knocked off the stage had long since disappeared, drowned in the crowd, the original idea of fighting suddenly gave up, and he was much older, but he didn't expect that he was not even as good as a young man.

But he was not jealous, although everyone was in awe of him because of the events of that year, but it was someone else who provoked him first, and he was not a person who liked to make trouble, he was strong but extremely cautious, and this time he looked away.

Bang dang!

The remnant sword fell to the ground, and Hua Lin hugged his fists and said, "I admit defeat." ”

"Agreed!" Ning Hong smiled with a clenched fist, not embarrassing him again.