Chapter 1327: Please take a shot

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The monk in the holy city of Chunyang saw the humiliation of cold arrogance at the foot of Ningqi, and the heart raised a chill. If the other party said nothing, after three days, the pure sun sacred would not come out, this pure holy city must have blood flow. Chenghe.
"I must kill him! Be sure!"
Leng Ao felt thousands of pairs of eyes, staring at him with sarcasm, and an unparalleled humiliation in his heart, the whole face was full of blood.
As the first day of arrogance in the eternal life of Chunyang Holy City, the monks who saw him in the early days of the ordinary law had a good voice. They have never been so humiliated since they practiced, but they are still being held at their feet today. Nothing can be moved, which makes the cold and proud heart that is always high, broken like a glass.
Full of brains, it is a scene of killing Ning Qi.
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Among the giant mountains of the holy city of Chunyang.
Within a large hall, Yang and Jiuqi people stood in front of Chunyang Dasheng, and their faces were a little unbelievable and a trace of gloom.
"Da Sheng, you said that this went to the sacred world, and played a battle with the tyrant, in front of him, killing the tyrants of the dragons?"
Yang Yi took a breath of cold breath.
"Not only that, Xuan Zhen Da Sheng also fought with him, regardless of the outcome."
The faint road of pure sun.
"How is it possible? He just just condensed the law, how can it be strong enough?"
Yang Yi is somewhat lost.
The other eight people looked at each other with a glimpse of each other, and one of them flashed a stern color. One of them said: "The Great Saint, now this son dares to come to our pure holy city, it is better for me to lay down the pure ninth squad, and the sage is personally shot. , kill this child."
Pure Yang Dasheng took a glimpse of them, and after a few silences, nodded: "So good."
Yang Yi flashed a hint of surprise in their eyes. They were just afraid that Chunyang Dasheng would not be able to make a living for them. They would have to sacrifice the whole holy city of Chunyang. They would not believe that Ningqi could come in. The ban on the arrangement here, even if the other few sacred shots, can not be broken for more than a decade.
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Three days passed by, many monks wanted to escape from this place, but the monks were all killed by Ning Qi on the spot, and even the hundred feet could not fly. After the death of more than 100 monks, the faces of the people Gradually revealing the color of despair, they clearly know that if the nine ambassadors do not come out today, they will be scapegoats on the spot and die in the hands of this of killing.
Resentment, anger, panic, trepidation, all kinds of emotions breed in the hearts of monks in the holy city of Chunyang, even the guy who had been gloating for the cold arrogance before, is now very scared, for fear that because Yang and others were killed by Ning Beixuan.
"It looks like they are not going to come out, they have to give up on you."
Ning Qi smiled and looked at the cold arrogance under his feet.
"No, it's impossible! The Great and the Supreme will not be afraid of you! You are a murderer!"
Leng Ao, some of the uncontrollable Chao Ningqi screamed, his eyes were full of blood, and he always stood tall, and Ning Qi stepped on the humiliation for three days. When the cold and arrogant Yu Guang, he saw many women who had met each other. When he looked at him with pity and distressed eyes, the cold and proud attitude had already collapsed.
"There is still a fragrant time."
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
His smile, in the view of the monks in the holy city of Chunyang, is very evil, like a demon. When they touch Ning Qi’s eyes, they subconsciously think that when they arrive, they will become bloody. A hanging ornament on the pillar?
A head hanging ornament?
When I think of it, everyone is shuddering.
The time passed by, and finally, when the people were very desperate, a loud voice came from the air. At the same time, Yang and nine people appeared together and surrounded Ningqi.
"Respect is coming out!"
"I said, the honor will not give up on us!"
"Great! This killing is stronger, I can see that the pure Yang Jiu squad can also deal with him!"
"The big saint should be there too?"
"That is inevitable, the Great Saint must be hidden in the void, ready to kill this god, this time, he came to our pure holy city, is wrongly calculated!"
The monks in the Pure City of the Holy City breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces were full of smiles. It was just this smile, and how many of them were deliberately pretending because of fear, only they knew it.
"Respect!"
Leng Ao saw Yang Yi and others, his eyes showed excitement.
Yang Yi did not pay attention to him, but looked at Ning Qi, frowning: "Ning Beixuan, the day is the Seventh Holy Order, I am ordered to act, since your law has been condensed, there is no need to be so aggressive?"
"Is it so aggressive? So you will stay in the wilderness for more than a hundred years, attacking me no less than 10,000 times?"
Ning Qi looked at the nine people with a smile and laughed.
"Since you are not willing to make a big deal today, then I will not have to be polite to you for nine people!"
Yang Yi coldly screamed, the next moment, the breath of the nine people changed instantly.
Pure Yang nine kills!
The monks of the Pure Sun City saw the arrangement of the nine people and the change of the body's breath. They immediately recognized this array and saw the power of the free law. They flowed from the nine people and merged with each other. Over the top of the head, formed a pattern of lines.
"kill!"
A sigh of sorrow from the nine populations, a majestic rule of law, bursting out from the array.
Pure Yang Jiu! A total of nine killings!
Ning Qi looked at this scene faintly, his body skyrocketed, and the cold arrogance under his feet was stepped into the ground and fainted. At the same time, the nine murders fell on Ning Qi, which was enough to make the half-step perfect. There were murders that were both in a hurry, and when they fell on Ning Qi, they didn’t even appear.
Seeing Ning Qi’s huge fist, he rushed to the enemy with a raging power of the spirits. Yang immediately screamed:
Please take the shot!

"The Great Saint is going to shoot!"
The monk of the Pure City of the Holy City looked up into the sky with excitement and seemed to be looking for the whereabouts of the Pure Sun.
boom!
As if ruining, Ning Qi’s fist killed a few people on the spot, deliberately leaving their heads, and Yang Yi showed a faint color before dying, glanced at the distance and was killed by Ning Qi on the spot. .
At this point, all nine people have died.
However, the pure sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred.
They don't understand, since Yang Yi shouted this sentence, then there is no reason for Chunyang Dasheng not to shoot?
Ning Qi faintly hangs the head of Yang Yi and others on the pillar, and then looks into the void: "Pure Yang Dasheng, you sold them too dry, there is no bit of reluctance?"