Chapter 1691: Rolling on strength (2/2)

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Taking the two as the center, a aftermath swayed around, but everyone found that Ning Qi still stood still, and the **** hand slaughtered and looked at Ning Qi with a look, some sluggish, and seemed to encounter something that made him dare not dare Confidence.

”I can't push this one?”

The shock in the blood of the hands of the blood, the others can not know, he is pregnant with the blood of the Japanese, the power is enough to crush the same level of monks, with the fist can kill the ordinary king of the king, even those defensive spirits Under his three or five fists, there are few who can't break it, but now he uses 80% of his strength fingers, but he has no ability to let the other party move!

Hey.

The black skin on the eyelids, with Ning Qi’s blink of an eye, fell to the ground, and the golden pupils looked faintly at the **** hands. At this moment, the **** hands of the souls raised a very terrible Press, as if you are not facing a monk who has been seriously injured under the thunder, but... God!

咔嚓...Ning Qi’s arm is also moving, gently pinching the finger of the **** hand, and the skin that has become a coke in the arm also instantly falls to the ground, revealing the white and tender skin inside.

”you……”

The **** hand was shocked and looked at Ning Qi, because he felt a terrible power from his fingers, and he was pinched by the other party, which made him feel pain.

Before he could react, Ning Qi had pinched the finger and gently slammed it to the side. The body of the **** hand was squatting on the ground, splashing a dusty smoke.

Ning Qi’s action did not stop, and the backhand smashed.

boom!

The **** hand was slaughtered by Ning Qi, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Finally, it was almost impossible for the group of four robbers to capture.

The whistling sound of the screaming sounds like a thunder rolling, and it is very far away. With a loud noise, everyone is watching the scene and can't return to God for a long time.

Those monks who had planned to take the opportunity to kill Ning Qi, at the moment, a cold sweat, and then I was afraid, but fortunately they just did not choose to shoot, otherwise ... now the protagonist of the beggar, they are!

”When the power of the thunderbolt was digested, it was moving at the same time, and the speed of digestion would accelerate a lot!”

Ning Qi flashed a smile in his eyes, while swaying the **** hands, while standing up, his power is getting bigger and bigger, and the blood on the head of the **** hand is dropping rapidly.

”Why! Why is his power so big!”

There was a humiliating color in the **** hand, and he was completely suppressed by Ning Qi at the moment. He wanted to resist, but he was immediately shocked by a mysterious force. The mysterious force gave him the feeling. As long as he dares to move, he is likely to be directly killed.

”What is this child doing!!”

The **** hands of the sorrow and anger have been tens of thousands of years. He has been in the city of the dead for tens of thousands of years, and has never suffered the humiliation of today!

He naturally does not know that his power is inferior to that of Ziyue Yanjun who has performed the ban. Compared with the strength of Ningqi, it is no different from the three-year-old urchin facing the 30-year-old. !

'Thunder' rolled, the wind whistled, Ning Qi kept swaying for a few days, the action finally stopped, but everyone found that Ning Qi was not carrying a **** hand, but a fledgling The bones are dead, and there are veins connected to the bones of the dead... The city of the dead, the **** hands, and the dead...