Chapter 3470: The power of a punch!

"On this circle?"
Ning Qi glanced at the circle and looked at Zhao Jin like a smile.
"Not bad."
Zhao Jin nodded faintly.
"How to fight? Are you standing and playing for me?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Well, I am standing here, come on."
Zhao Jin smiled and said: "I only give you the opportunity to ten punches. After ten punches, you can just pick me up and punch. No matter life or death, everyone will testify."
"Whatever life and death?"
Mo Xie’s eyes changed and he said coldly:
Zhao Jin, put away the calculations in your heart.

"Mo Xie, Brother Zhao is already very fair, or else you will kneel down and admit your mistakes."
Xiong Lie sneered.
"What are you, are you qualified to talk to me?"
Mo Xie looked coldly at Xiong Lie.
"you!"
Xiong Lie was furious. "You have to be crazy. I have already condensed my life star and condensed the first-order Taixingxing body. I am not qualified to speak with you?"
"not qualified."
Mo Xie sneered.
"Well, if you say a few words less, just follow the instructions of Zhao Jin’s brother. Let’s have a witness together."
Ning Qi smiled.
Everyone gave a slight glimpse, and it was very strange to look at Ning Qi’s eyes.
"Okay, let's be a witness."
Xiong Lie sneered.
"Come on." Zhao Jin held his hand and stood in the circle, watching Ning Qi, the feeling of light and light, let the foreign disciples in the distance glimpse, the heart could not help but raise a trace of worship, especially Female disciple, although Zhao Jin’s appearance is not outstanding, but
It is their temperament and identity, enough to make them mad.
"I'm coming."
Ning Qi smiled and walked to Zhao Jin.
At the next moment, a direct punch hit, at the same time, the nine-door armor opened, the pure power of terror, suddenly flowing in Ning Qi's right arm, slamming, hit Zhao Jin's chest.
Zhao Jin’s eyes were convex, and there was an incredible color in his eyes. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest. After a few moments, the power broke out instantly.
He flew out uncontrollably and turned into a streamer, so he disappeared into the sky, but on the ground, he left a trace of blood ejected from his mouth!
The surroundings are very quiet.
Even the breath was gone.
Everyone widened their eyes and looked at this scene unbelievably!
"No, it's impossible... the core disciple can't bear his punch?"
Peng Wushuang muttered to himself, and he did not want to believe in the scene he saw before his eyes. Di Si Na showed a hint of regret in her eyes. If she knew that Ning Qi’s means were so horrible, she would never choose to offend Ningqi with Peng’s unparalleled temperament, but everything is already late, just by the one. Boxing, Ning Qi is not
It is a disciple who can be provoked by outside disciples, that is, the inner disciple, you must think about it!
"How can his power be so horrible!"
Xiong Lie looked at Ning Qi, and his eyes flashed an incredible amount.
He condenses the first-order Taikoo Star body, so the most obvious to Zhao Jin’s physical strength, the third-order Taikoo Star body, is comparable to the special life of the refining body of the monk, the general destiny means, I am afraid not hurt Zhao Jin points!
But now, Ning Qi just punched Zhao Jin and disappeared in front of everyone. Isn't that the power of this boxing has brought the power of the destiny?
How can this be?
A monk due to the nature of the district, the flesh is comparable to the destiny? Is there such a monster in the world?
The group of inner disciples brought by Zhang Jingtao, Philo, and Xiong Lie did not dare to speak at the moment, but they could only stare at Ningqi.
"Oh, it seems that the hand is too heavy."
Ning Qi glanced at the circle on the ground and then smiled at Mo Xie. "If I missed Zhao Jin’s brother, I won’t have anything to do?
Mo Xie finally recovered, and took a deep look at Ning Qi, then watched Xiang Xiong and others, smiled and said: "How can there be something? They can testify just now, Zhao Jin called you to shoot, and let you play ten punches. Now you only have a punch.
If he died like this, it is also a hit.

"I can rest assured that."
Ning Qi nodded with a smile, then his eyes fell on Philo and Zhang Jingtao. "Do you want to come to me more than the physical strength?"
"Ah... no, no."
Zhang Jingtao quickly showed a sneer and waved his hand and refused.
"What about you?"
Ning Qi looks at Philo.
"No, no."
Philo's face forcibly squeezed a smile.
"So, brother Xiong Lie, what about you?"
Ning Qi smiled and said: "I remember the first test of entry, the strength of the brothers is great, and now it is condensing the life of the stars, condensing the first-order Taixingxing body, is it better to try with me?"
"You don't want to be proud!"
Xiong Lie snorted and turned and left.
Just kidding.
The third-order Taikoo Stars have lost their battles. Is the first-order Taikoo Star body in his area and Ningqi more than the physical strength? Isn't that too long?
When Xiong Lie left, the rest of the inner disciples immediately followed, and they didn't want to stay here for a second.
Ning Qi and Mo Xie smiled and turned back to the 93rd Court.
The disciples at the entrance of the hospital saw the appearance, and they let a passage open. They watched Ning Qi with a shocked and inexplicable look. Peng Wushuang and Di Sina had quietly returned to the room when they turned around.
.........
boom!
With a loud noise.
Zhao Jin’s body slammed into a mountain and set off a dusty fog. Not waiting for Zhao Jin to climb out of the mountain, there were already a few shadows, all of them were core disciples dressed in white. Also in it!
"It seems to be Zhao Jin."
One of the core disciples looked at everyone and whispered.

How could it be like this?

There was a suspicion in the hearts of everyone.
Half-sounding, Zhao Jin climbed out of the mountain with a wolverine, and when he looked up, he and the leaves did not regret and others looked up.
"Cough..."
Zhao Jin suddenly leaned over and coughed. Every time he coughed, he would bring out a blood of Yin Hong. There was a clear collapse in his chest.
"Damn, how can the guy's physical strength be so horrible..."
Zhao Jin clenched his fists, and his heart was still thinking about the power of Ning Qi’s fist. He only felt incredible.
A monk due to the nature, the physical strength is even stronger than the core disciples who condensed the third-order Taixingxing body?
"Zhao Jin, what happened? Why was it so bad in the Yaoguang Star Palace?"
Ye does not regret frowning. She can detect that the breath of Zhao Jin has fallen to several levels, apparently suffering from extremely serious internal injuries. Although Zhao Jin is the early days of the destiny, there are third-order ancient stars in the body, to make him like this, the other party is at least Mid-life
in!
"Nothing."
Zhao Jin’s face was swaying in the inconsistency, and he slowly flew up and went away.
Do you want to tell them that they have been labeled as a foreigner?
The news spread and his face was lost, so the first thing he has to do now is to seal it!
"Forget it, don't care about him, he doesn't want to say it. It seems to be afraid of losing face. Maybe after a few days, I will know why he became so embarrassed today."
A core disciple smiled. Ye nodded no regrets, then everyone turned and left.