Chapter 108: Cutting the grass to the roots

"How is that possible, how can you be so strong?"

Ao Huang struggled up from under the rock, looking at Ning Wuji, his face was terrified, and the feeling of labor pain in his arm was difficult to exert any more force.

To know Lu Dao, what he is most proud of is a powerful force, a hammer is enough to have a thousand catties of power, and the powerful dragon body with the terrifying strength of the dragon body will not fall behind even if he is in the upper qi refining realm.

However, his most powerful strength suffered a big loss in Ning Wuji, he was like a baby facing a strong man, the disparity in strength was too great, and Ao Huang could clearly feel that Ning Wuqian completely suppressed him with his physical strength.

The roaring three dragons were smashed by Ning Wujian and were dazed, their scales shattered, blood flowed, and they wailed constantly.

"After we are the Dragon King of Jinghe, do you really want to kill them all?"

Several dragons did not rush forward recklessly, with just one move, Ning Wujian wiped out their arrogance, even if they were together, they would not be Ning Wuji's opponents.

Ao Qinglong's eyes widened angrily, staring at Ning Wuji, and moved out the backer of the Jinghe Dragon King, he hoped that Ning Wuqian could take care of the Jinghe Dragon King and let them go.

"We don't have any conflict with you, it's really us wrong in the bookstore, as for the matter of Dongting Dragon Palace, the idea is from the fifth child, the fifth has been killed by you, kill us, do you think the Jinghe Dragon Palace will let you go?

Ao Qing stood in front of the other three dragons and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, you think so, can you guarantee that your brothers will think the same way? Do you think that the Jinghe Dragon Palace will not trouble me?" Ning Wuqian was quite moved, pondered for a while, looked at Ao Qing with a smile, and his eyes fell on the three dragons behind.

"I can guarantee it!" Ao Qing saw that there was a way to live, his eyes were happy, and he glanced at Sanlong.

"I was offended before!" Ao Huang took a deep breath and bowed his head to apologize.

"We don't have any hatred for you!" the other two dragons said hurriedly.

made a guarantee, the four dragons looked at Ning Wujian together, if you can live, no one wants to die, live, you still have a chance to take revenge, if you die, you are just a handful of loess underground, and there is no chance again!

Ning Wuqian smiled, "What a good brother, I think, Ao Zi will be angry when he sees this scene, it's a pity, if it was before, I might have let you go, now...... Go down and be with your brothers."

Before Ning Wuqian finished speaking, his figure had already appeared on Ao Huang's side, and the last word fell, and Ning Wuji's left palm was as silver as a knife, drawing a gorgeous long rainbow and slashing towards Ao Huang's neck.

"Escape ......"

Seeing the sudden silver light, Ao Huang roared angrily, his eyes were hideous, turned into a yellow dragon, roared and wrapped around Ning Wuji's body, poof, a huge dragon head flew up, blood splashed three feet, and the dragon claws of the yellow dragon trapped Ning Wujian to death.

"Second brother!"

The other three dragons roared angrily, but their bodies were not slow at all, and they didn't turn their heads back, and flew in the direction of the Kyushu monks who were fighting fiercely by the lake.

A palm shattered Huanglong's body, Ning Wujian escaped, looked at the direction of Sanlong's escape, and chased after him without hesitation.

Ao Huang's death before a pounce, for the three dragons delayed a lot of time, here is not far from the lake fierce battle place, only about a kilometer apart, waiting for Ning Wuqian to get out of trouble, the three dragons have flown out of the Lu more than 500 meters, the sound of the dragon roar attracted the attention of the fierce battle monks.

"Isn't that the five grandsons of the old dragon king of Jinghe?

The real mage of the White Horse Temple was wearing a robe, looking at the three dragons, under the bright moonlight, his eyes really fell on Ning Wuji, who was chasing the three dragons, and a trace of surprise appeared on his calm face, "What a terrible demon, when did such a powerful demon appear in Kyushu!"

"Amitabha, the Dragon King of Jinghe and my Buddhist temple also have some origins, his descendants were hunted down, but they can't see death without saving, Fayuan, you go and they come down!"

Beside him, an old monk put his left hand on his chest, with a string of Buddhist beads in his palm, but his right arm was empty, with a thin and vicissitudes of life, and his eyes revealed a ruthlessness and gloom that was incompatible with his identity.

"Yes, Master!"

A young monk rose to the sky and headed for the three dragons.

"Help ......" Seeing someone coming, Sanlong was a little faster and yelled.

"Hmph, even if the king of heaven comes, he can't save you, go die!"

Ning Wuxian's figure was like a ghost, appearing behind the three dragons, and the silver spear burst into brilliant silver light, slashing towards the black dragon at the back.

"Roar...... Run, live, avenge me!"

The black dragon glanced at the silver light attacking behind him, knowing that there was no way to live, his eyes were ruthless, and the rabbit was in a hurry and biting, not to mention a dragon?

Spitting out Xuanshui, the black dragon wanted to give Ao Qing and Ao Xuan a chance to escape, and the dragon body of more than ten zhang was horizontal in front of Ning Wuji, and he pounced towards Ning Wujian as if he were dead!

"The spirit is commendable, but the stupidity is extreme!"

The bright spear was unstoppable, splitting the body of the black dragon, breaking it into two, blood and water spilled, Ning Wuqian did not stop for a moment, and flew towards Ao Qing and Ao Xuan.

"Big brother, live!"

Ao Xuan saw his brothers dying in front of him one by one, and he was crazy with hatred, so he no longer ran away, but turned around and rushed towards Ning Wuji, his eyes were red, and white mist erupted from his mouth, shrouding towards Ning Wuji.

In terms of strength, Ao Xuan's strength is the strongest among the brothers because of the bloodline factor, and at this time of life and death, the strength that erupts is no weaker than that of the strong person who refines qi, the white mist is hazy, and the light is bright.

"Sleepy!"

Ao Xuan's sudden turn also caught Ning Wuqian off guard, but instinctively reacted, and the rune paper that had already been pinched in his hand was thrown towards Ao Xuan, and the blue light was thick, and light bloomed from the rune paper, as if an iron rope was tied to Ao Xuan's body.

The spear that was stabbed out was changed to a pick, and a shot was picked on Ao Xuan's back, and Ao Xuan was picked out of the coffin, like a white boulder falling towards Dongting Lake, poof, the water splashed, and Ao Xuan sank into Dongting Lake.

Solve Ao Xuan, Ao Qing is already a hundred meters away, only a few dozen meters away from the young monk who ushered in him.

"How could I make the same mistake again?"

Ning Wuqian muttered to himself, and threw the silver spear in his hand, like a meteor, like a bright rainbow light across the sky, dragging a long silver tail, flying straight towards Ao Qing.

"Be careful!"

The young monk looked at the green dragon that was only a few meters away from him, his eyes caught a glimpse of the silver light flying in, and he shouted, a string of Buddha beads flew out in his hand, became larger in mid-air, bloomed with Buddha light, and collided with the silver spear.

Hearing the young monk's shouting, Ao Qing's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but glance behind him, and the silver light in the sky continued to expand in his pupils.

"Poof......

The bright silver light pierced Ao Qing's dragon body, brought up a string of blood, and plunged straight into the rocks by the lake for half a meter, the barrel of the gun was exposed, and it kept trembling.

Around the body of the gun, the boulder was torn apart, and Ao Qingfei's dragon body in mid-air was stagnant as if it had been imprisoned, motionless.

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