Chapter 1288: Ten strokes (2/2)

The hurricane sighed, although there is no Qinglongjing, but as long as he wins, his debt problem will be basically solved.

And he is definitely a winner!

In the late stage of the Yongshengli Challenge Law?

What a joke!

The hurricane gloated to look at Ning Qi.

......

”How to fight? Can't you win or lose by life and death?”

Under the purple, Kun Kun smiled and looked at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi’s eyes are slightly moved. If he wins or loses his life and death, he will be under the guise of Zi Kun’s blood. It is estimated that it will take a month to kill.

”Well, if the seniors can beat me in ten strokes, even if I lose, the opposite is that the predecessors lost.”

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

Ten strokes?

This kid is really crazy!

The nearby monks heard the words, and they all showed a trace of disdain in their eyes. They were under the command of Zi Kun, even if they were mid-term monks in the legal phase, they might not be able to support the ten strokes.

And some of them are just relying on the accumulation of Shouyuan, and the ordinary monks who barely broke through to the later stage of the legal phase may not be able to support the ten tricks!

”Interesting, are you sure that under my attack, I have ten strokes?”

Under the purple Kun Kun smiled.

Ning Qi laughed and said nothing, just faintly watching the purple Kun.

”Okay, just as you said, ten strokes can't suppress you, count me to lose.”

Under the purple kiln faint road.

The hurricane heard the words, and suddenly there was a slight hunch in the heart. Then he immediately comforted himself: Nothing is fine, he can't support ten strokes, and he must be defeated within three strokes!

”Predecessors, please.”

Ning Qi smiled.

”Then I made a move.”

Under the purple purple Kun Xiao smile, directly raised his hand to Ning Qi punch, this punch, plain, no vision, but standing opposite him Ning Qi, but felt a sense of crisis, this kind of Feeling mysterious and mysterious, as if no matter where he fled, this punch will follow him.

The law of the law of the monk's air lock, it really is extraordinary.

boom!

Ning Qi blocked the dragon in the chest with the dragon knives, and he took the punch of Zi Kun. His feet were inserted into the ground. The giant force made him go backwards madly and plowed two long on the ground. Traces of thousands of feet.

The chest is dull and the value of life has dropped by more than 80 million.

”If this punch is directly on my flesh, and I don't go back to the source, I am afraid that I will be directly hit with two or three billion lives, and I will be replaced by any immortal monk in the late stage. At this moment, I will be beaten into blood on the spot. This guy... is killing.”

Ning Qi’s eyes gradually became dignified.

Obviously, the attitude of Zha Kun is not as good and kind as his face, but under the appearance of a smile, there is endless killing.

”He, he really blocked the ancestor's punch?”

Under the hegemony, Pudu’s face changed slightly. Even if he was just a punch, he might not be sure to block it. It is very likely that he was seriously injured by a punch.

However, Ning Qi is now like this. In addition to being beaten back thousands of feet, he can't see any trauma, even this punch, even his knife is not broken.

The nearby monk looked at this scene with a stunned look, subconsciously swallowed a sip of water, able to withstand the punch of the purple Kun Kun, such a record has been very proud, Qinglong mainland, can have a few such arrogance?

”Just a punch, he must not resist the second punch of the purple Kun!”

The hurricane muttered to himself.

Wang Wu glared at him.

”This knife...”

The gaze of Zi Kun fell on Ning Qi's Dragon Sword, and he felt a sigh of restraint from his own.

“Is it specifically for our dragons?”

Under the eyes of the purple Kun Kun flashed a trace of killing, he faintly looked at Ning Qi: ”Ready to pick me up the second punch?”