Chapter 1308: Jianxilai (2/2)

Everyone can't help but reveal a hint of mercy.

In the palm of the proud dragon knife, it is estimated that it is not dead or crippled, and the bones of the body, the internal organs, will be made into meat.

”Back to the source.”

Ning Qi looked at the proud dragon knife, and the corner of his mouth sneered a sneer. The next moment, his body rose in the wind, and when the offensive of the proud dragon knife was about to fall on him, Ning Qi’s dying fairy body was true. Has been exposed, up to hundreds of feet of body, originally in front of him is a huge proud dragon knife, but turned into a ants.

”this is……”

Kuang Peng’s unintentional eyes moved slightly, and the nearby monks suddenly became shocked and looked at the scene with some surprises.

Dragons 18 palms!

The breath of the first to the yang, from the body of Ningqi rushing out, the power of the violent law, condensed into seven silver dragons, in the blink of an eye and the arrogant knife against the palm.

Ning Qi took a step back, and the proud dragon knife, rolled over.

This palm, Ning Qi's life value dropped by about 30 million, and the blood on the top of the proud dragon's mad knife, directly one less.

Not waiting for the proud dragon mad knife to react, Ning Qi took the initiative to rush toward him, and took a shot, and the proud dragon knife was stunned, then screamed with anger, changed the dragon really From his faucet to the dragon's tail, he has produced countless roots, the incomparable dragon scales, all over the law.

boom!

Two huge incomparable guys collided together, shocking the terrible aftermath, and the nearby monks retreated for dozens of miles, watching this scene with great shock.

”The son of Feng Jiuxian, can he be arrogant with the proud dragon?”

”Have you heard of it? He once suppressed a late monk in the four major legal fields. It is normal to have such strength!”

”But... he is just a late monk in the eternal life!”

A group of monks suddenly silenced.

”This is his true strength?”

Wang Hao took a sip of cold air, and there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes. Sikong was stunned by her side.

”Sure enough, it hides strength.”

There is a hint of war in the eyes of Kuang Peng.

far away.

The monks of the Middle-earth Wonderland gathered together, and the dragons and other big caves of the heavens stood at the forefront, and some looked incredulously at Ningqi.

Around the Dragon City, Long Rong and Yu Pingping looked at each other with horror, and Ning Qi’s display of the fighting power now, if it is placed on the same day, I am afraid that if the Dragon City does not have a contract with ten strokes, it will definitely lose. of!

”It turns out that I don't want to be my disciple...”

Longcheng looked at Ning Qi and muttered to himself.

”Roar!”

The proud dragon screamed a roar, and the guy who was the ant in his eyes could even be glued with him for a few dozen times. This is a great shame for him!

The most important thing is that the opponent's palms can make him feel painful. How long has the arrogant knife been without this feeling?

After the roar, the proud dragon knife turned back to the human body, and suddenly there was a big knife that exudes Sen cold and chill, and went to Ningqi.

The violent sword, as if to tear Ning Qi.

”Knife!”

Ning Qi whispered, and the dragon knives appeared in his hands. He turned his back and took the knife. With the power of the world, he greeted the sword of the proud dragon.