Chapter 94: Enter the Dragon?

"To take your life, of course. ”

This sentence sounded in his mouth as if he were stating a fact, and it was a fact that he regretted very much.

Wang Feng was not angry, and smiled: "You two brothers are really not like each other. ”

Ning Zheng smiled calmly: "Of course not, how can he be compared to me." ”

Seeing Wang Feng's surprised look, he continued: "I want to kill you, but it's not because you killed my brother. ”

People who don't know the way of the road still think that he is chatting with a good friend, and what he says is not murder, but an inconspicuous trivial.

Wang Feng was still a little inexplicable, but Ning Zheng didn't seem to have the intention of continuing to explain.

"I heard that you have been practicing martial arts for less than three years, but your realm is not low, and there are even more rare and peerless learnings, I really want to see and learn, why don't we start?" Ning Zheng smiled, as if he was asking for his opinion.

"Can I say no?" Wang Feng smiled, but he was already engrossed. Although this Ning Zheng looked approachable from beginning to end, it made Wang Feng feel even more dangerous.

Ning Zheng was still smiling, and Wang Feng was also smiling.

To others, it seemed that two big men were smirking face to face, but if you looked closely, the ground within a few meters of the two of them was sand and gravel debris beating slightly, and the weeds under their feet all seemed to be swaying as if they were blown by the wind.

Without any warning, the two men moved at the same time.

Ning Zheng's feet moved, and the foot wrapped in his shoes suddenly buckled on the ground like a tiger's claw, and Wang Feng felt that Ning Zheng on the opposite side seemed to have suddenly turned into a fierce tiger, a fierce tiger descending the mountain, jumping up in the air, and swooping towards him with a fishy wind. The right hand gently poked into his chest, hooked into a tiger's claw, and there was a faint tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

It was like his dragon palm, and the sound followed the strength!

Over there, a humble gentleman has become a tiger descending from the mountain.

Wang Feng here is like a leisurely stroll, one step at a time.

After the roar of the tiger, it was the dragon's groan.

Running with all his strength, a dragon head appeared, enveloping Wang Feng's right palm to meet the claws of the tiger descending from the mountain.

Seeing that it was about to collide, the tiger claw suddenly flipped over and buckled towards Wang Feng's right wrist, still a few inches away from the skin, and there was still a lot of qi, Wang Feng could feel the cold swishing stinging pain coming from his wrist.

In the blink of an eye, it has been buckled by the tiger's claws, and it was already so sharp before it was caught, where did Wang Feng dare to let him buckle it.

This move saw that the dragon was a rare defensive position in the eighteen palms of Tianben, although it was a defensive position, it could attack and defend, it could advance or retreat, and the straight strength was the offense, and the round strength was the defense.

Wang Feng hurriedly changed from straight to round, and his right hand instantly became boneless, and swirled slightly in Ning Zheng's tiger claws.

Ning Zheng's face showed slight surprise, but his eyes were not surprised, but still interesting.

At this time, although he couldn't detain Wang Feng, he didn't want him to retreat so easily, his claws were hard, and with a slight shock, Wang Feng's face changed slightly, and a hidden move in his left palm suddenly shot out, and Ning Zheng's face also changed.

With a bang, the two separated, from the outburst, made moves, dismantled moves, separated, it was just a short moment, if someone else was watching, it was just two blinks of an eye, and the two people returned to their original positions again to face each other.

Both of them posed in the same pose this time, smiling, with one hand behind their backs, with a superior demeanor.

In fact, the hand behind him was shaking violently, and the green tendons on his forehead were beating faintly.

Wang Feng shouted again and again in his heart, the grass hurts, it hurts, it hurts to death!

If it was just a flesh injury, even if it was a broken tendon, it might not make Wang Feng cry out in pain. It's just that Ning Zheng just now, but he didn't know what technique Lu Dao used, which directly shook his meridians, although he responded in time and didn't hurt the meridians, but it made him hurt a lot.

The meridians are the human body's pivots, and they can't be easily touched, not to mention that Wang Feng is only the second layer of the day after tomorrow, you must know that the meridians of the Lu Dao are the last step in the acquired realm, and they can only be cultivated when refining the realm, and Wang Feng is far from reaching that level.

In order not to show weakness, Wang Feng gritted his teeth and pulled out a stiff smile: "Pulse shaking hand?"

Ning Zheng carried it with one hand, and also grinned: "Yes, you actually know it?"

Although Ning Zheng's method is unfamiliar, but after Wang Feng came back from Daxing Town, his sense of crisis increased greatly, and he felt that he had completely underestimated this world in the past, in addition to some trivial matters in the past few days, his own cultivation has also become more intense, and he has also learned a lot about the inheritance of various sects and factions in China through Chen Jianzhi, but he has made up a lot of things.

This vibrating pulse hand is a peerless science of the Qingcheng faction, and from this point of view, this Ning Zheng should have used Qingcheng's tiger claw grappling hand, tiger kick flying technique, and that vibrating pulse hand.

So this Ning Zheng should be the descendant of Qingcheng?

"Qingcheng?"

"Heh, you're pretty knowledgeable. ”

"Hmph, I don't think you can pretend to be either, take out the hand hidden in the back. Wang Feng pursed his mouth and said with a sneer.

Ning Zheng seemed to be extremely surprised, and sneered: "Oh, what am I pretending? In my opinion, Brother Wang, don't pretend anymore, there is no one else here." ”

"You know what to pretend, if you want to pretend that you continue to pretend, I won't accompany you, hiss~!" After Wang Feng finished speaking, he couldn't hold back any longer, took out his right hand hidden behind his back, held his hand and kept jumping to his feet, inhaling while flicking. This is really not pretending, I thought that the pain would pass in a while, but I didn't expect to underestimate the vibrating pulse, and a feeling of cold and heat gradually rose in the meridians, thinking about how fragile and sensitive the meridians are, and a slight touch can make people feel painful, not to mention such suffering.

Seeing this, Ning Zheng over there didn't even laugh, let alone be proud, his left hand behind his back was withdrawn, it was bright red, and his face suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and he also held his hands and kept inhaling the cool air.

In addition to the pain, the two saw each other's embarrassment from the corner of their eyes, and thought of their own state, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but hook.

"Haha

"Haha

In the end, both of them couldn't help but laugh at the same time.

After a while, the laughter gradually subsided, and only the gasps of the two were left, which was painful.

Ning Zheng gritted his teeth: "Hehe, now I am really reluctant to kill you, there are not many people in this world who can be seen, and there is no one in my life, and now I have you." ”

Wang Feng sneered: "Hmph, then shouldn't I feel honored?"

"I know you won't, but I do think you should be honored. Ning Zheng smiled while holding on to a cold sweat.

"Do you think you can really kill me? Look at the way you look now, aren't you better than me?"

"Hehe, indeed, with martial arts alone, I really can't beat you. An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Ning Zheng's mouth, which made Wang Feng feel a sense of crisis in his heart, and he faintly felt as if he had forgotten something.

Ning Zheng smiled lightly: "Hehehe, I didn't say that I was just a martial artist. ”