Chapter 1782: You dare? (2/2)

Sakyamuni leaves are both eyes blank.

Shijia Huijing looked at Ning Qi’s fist and beat the first son of the power list. However, Yan Shengzi had no power to fight back, and he was relieved when he was shocked.

”Ningbei Xuanzhen is strong beyond my expectations, brother, should be completely dead in his hands?”

The nearby Xiao Wu night and other people also just rushed to the big market. After seeing Shakyam Hui and Sakyamuni, they quickly came up. Duanmu looked at the two figures in the sky and asked: ”Ningbei Who is the mystery fighting? The guy seems to be losing.”

Sakyamuni looked at him and said: ”That is the sacred son, the first place in the list of desperate battles.”

”what?”

Xiao Wuyue, Duanmu Chong, Youfeng, Zhandonglai, Fuji, etc., who had just arrived at the big market, did not know what happened. After hearing the words of Shakya, they fell. Take a sip of cool air.

”Impossible, how can Ning Beixuan be strong enough to even the sacred son... can't beat?”

Duanmu Chong muttered to himself.

”Look, ancestors, they are all...”

Fu Jidao.

The people glanced at it, and they did see the chills, the dragon-in-law, and so on. As a result, the words of Sakyamuni, just like the leaves, are probably true. Even the chills are fighting in the crowd, it is not simple. fighting!

Xiao Wu’s eyes flashed a glimpse of the sorrowful color. The monks who had had an intersection in the day and night, and in a few thousand years, reached the point where they could fight with the sacred son, but they still stayed in place. Is the gap between Tianjiao and Tianjiao so great?

At this moment, Xiao no night began to doubt his own way of practice, whether it was wrong...

”town!”

Cold drink, Ning Qi double fists clenched, smashing hammer on the body of the sacred son, a bang, Yan Shengzi slammed into the soil.

In this scene, everyone’s heart is smashed.

Ning Qi fell to the pothole, and his mind was moving. The Laojundan furnace immediately flew over. At this time, the weak voice of Yanzi was heard in the pothole: ”Ning Beixuan, my teacher is a Taoist Immortal, if you dare to take my alchemy today, this world will have no place for you, and the master will kill you, just as it is as simple as killing an ant ant! Kill me? Oh, do you dare?”

The voice of the sacred son, with a hint of ridicule.

Right... Ordinary monks heard this sentence, and their faces gradually became difficult to look. The Dao Xian Emperor ruled the Central Continent and killed his disciples. This is tantamount to burying a grave for himself. This is mortal!

”Why don't I dare?”

Ning Qi’s mouth was slightly raised, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Tianyan Fairy and others only feel like a hail, this is a madman! The madman who is not afraid of Yan Xianhuang! !

In the pothole, suddenly silenced.