Chapter 1244: One palm

First thousand two hundred and forty four chapters
The son of Feng Jiuxian?
The faces of the people on the scene were all shocked. The three words of Feng Jiuxian have not appeared in the mysterious fairyland for hundreds of years.
Countless astounding eyes fell on Ning Qi.
"He turned out to be the son of Feng Jiuxian? Yes! The great-grandson of Xuanzhen Dasheng, I should have thought of it! After hundreds of years, the children of Feng Jiuxian will return to the royal family!"
"Just who is this guy, and who has the identity of the kid?"
"not……"
The face of the Lord of Heaven and Earth revealed a horrible color on his face. Looking at the eyes of the white boy, he gradually made a change.
They all thought of the same thing!
I was able to point out the identity of Ning Qi at the first time, and I suspected that the creator’s cultivation was done. I am afraid, was the big man who had forced the Xuanzhen Dasheng to personally chase Feng Jiuxian and Wang Muting?
"How can he get the news so quickly?"
The elders of the major peaks are in doubt.
Even the elders of Wang Yan and Wang Shi, who were in the later stages of the law, looked at each other and saw the shocked color in the other's eyes. Combined with the situation hundreds of years ago, I am afraid that the Wang family had a ghost!
"it's me."
Ning Qi faint road.
Wang Xue also felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. He held the hand of Ning Qi’s palm and tightened it unconsciously.
"Yes, you are right. When I first saw Wang Muting, Feng Jiuxian, the three generations of the abusers were stalked. Today, I killed his son, and it was a knot."
The faint glory of the road.
Millions of monks heard the news, the heart suddenly raised, this person actually came to seek revenge?
The next moment, the fierce air gently shot a hand to Ning Qi, Wang Xue stepped forward in a subconscious, blocked in front of Ning Qi, Wang Shan everyone saw this scene, suddenly witnessed splitting!
A half-step of the creation of a palm, what is the law can be resisted by the monk?
Wang Xue’s newly condensed King Kong law was directly crushed by this palm, and his body slammed into Ning Qi, and together with Ning Qi, he was rushed into the mountain wall where only half of Tianfeng was sacrificed.
From the beginning to the end, Xuanzhen Dasheng did not stop, and the Wang family did not have any monk, dare to shoot.
There were millions of monks present, holding their breath, and the face was shocked to see this scene, but no one dared to speak out, fearing that he would end with Ning Qi.
"Great!"
Among the crowd, Wang Long’s face showed a hint of surprise, and he was surprised with him, as well as the king of Wang Lin’s pulse, and his 爹王玄龙!
"God open your eyes, Wang Hao my son, your hatred, finally reported!"
Wang Xuanlong laughed in his heart.
"not dead?"
The brows of the wrath were slightly wrinkled, and there was an incredible color in his eyes. He could feel the sand in the mountain and a slight gasp.
Just as he still wants to start further, Xuan Zhen Da Sheng stepped forward and looked at the fierce air.
"Well, I will give you a face today, but I heard that Feng Jiu Xian and Wang Muting did not die. In 20 years, I will catch them to see me within 20 years. Otherwise, I will come to him. Today, I only accept Point interest."
The faint glory of the dynasty, the words, his arm waved, there was a crack in the void, and the violent air swept the crowd coldly, and everyone watching the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, which was satisfied into the crack. After disappearing in front of everyone, after his breath completely disappeared, the scream of the sacred peak on the peak of the day, made a very noisy noise.
The incident happened too fast. Wang Hai and Wang Shan and his wife reacted. They panicked toward the mountain wall. At this time, a figure walked out of the mountain wall.
Ning Qi was covered in blood, and his feet were light and heavy. He took Wang Xue out of the mountain wall and had not walked out a dozen steps. He suddenly slammed on the ground and fainted before he saw it. A faint shadow appeared on Wang Xue's side, and he was detained from Wang Xue's body.
"no, do not want……"
"Bei Xuan, save me!"
Wang Xue’s spirit, looking at Ning Qi with horror, was only a moment, she disappeared with the black shadow, and Ning Qi, also completely fainted.
It was terrible that the air was just the palm of his hand. With his health and physical strength, Wang Xue blocked it and he was still seriously injured.
"Snow?"
Wang Shan and his wife held Wang Xue and felt the coldness of her body. The tears could not help but rush out. Wang Xue had no breath of life. She died.
Wang Hai stood by and looked at this scene, and could not help but shed tears.
At the same time, Wang Shaoqing flew nervously to Ningqi, and after seeing it, she found that Ning Qi was just fainting. She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xuanzhen Dasheng, saying: "The ancestors, Bei Xuan did not die. ""
"I know, take him to heal."
"Yes, ancestors!"
Wang Shaoqing nodded and went away with Ning Qi.
Millions of monks present, did not expect to come to the wedding of the Wang family ancestors today, there will be such a change, they stand silently.
"You, this marriage is cancelled, please come back."
Xuanzhen is a faint road.
"Xuanzhen Dasheng, I am waiting to leave."
Not long after, in addition to the twelve-hole heavenly master, and a few law-related monks, the rest of the monks not only left the king's house, but also immediately left the Wangjiazu city.
This kind of change happened to the Wang family, and this place has become a land of right and wrong.
"Old ancestor, Cher, she..."
Wang Hai bite his teeth and walked to the front of Xuanzhen.
"Funny into the family ancestral tomb."
Xuanzhen is a faint road.
"Okay, thank you ancestors."
Wang Hai was slightly stunned, and then there was some comfort in his heart. The family ancestral tombs were usually buried only by the direct children. Now Xuanzhen Dasheng allows Wang Xue to enter the ancestral tomb. That is to admit that he has become a direct line.
.........
"The monk in the underworld is dare!"
Ning Qi sat up from the bed, and in his mind, Wang Xue was still taken away by the black shadow. Wang Shaoqing stood next to Ning Qi and heard the words of the monk in the underworld. After a trace of suspicion, I saw Ning Qi woke up and quickly went forward: "Bei Xuan, you have a body, or sleep for a while."
"What about Cher? I want to see her!"
Ning Qi looked around and went straight out of bed, and there was a pain in the body. Ning Qi looked at it and found that his body was in a mess, and the major meridians had broken, but such an injury would be as long as one month. Get well.
"Bei Xuan, Wang Xue is already dead, have you forgotten? It was killed by the fierce air!"
Wang Shaoqing stopped Ning Qi, whispered.
"What do you mean by reminding him so?"
A voice suddenly sounded behind the duo.
Wang Shaoqing's eyes moved slightly, and some horrified turned and looked, and quickly bowed his hand: "Shao Qing met his ancestors."
Xuan Zhen Da Sheng looked at Wang Shaoqing coldly: "This time, I finally tried out your fox tail. At the beginning, you also reported to the Lie Kong?"