Chapter 3528: Slow hands

This voice!
Situ Ying’s look changed in vain, and the existence of a thousand cups of wine that had been swayed by Ning Qi, only felt creepy, subconsciously turned and looked!
I saw the ruins, standing tall and straight, the indifferent face, facing them, the star under the sword, faintly flashing.
"Sure enough, he!"
Feng Yitian’s eyes changed, and his heart’s guess was seven or eight points. Otherwise, it would not be so coincidental. I saw Ningqi twice in the same place!
"You dare to appear! Brother Situ Ying has been promoted to the core disciples, will not be afraid of you again!"
An in-house disciple behind Situ Ying, looking at Ning Qi and swearing, swearing, like this tone, can strengthen his current momentum.
"Is it promoted to the core disciple? Hey, I counted it for a while, and I stayed there for a hundred thousand years."
Ning Qi snorted and then his eyes fell on Situ Ying’s face.
My cave house is destroyed by you?

"What about it?"
Situ Ying stared at Ning Qi, "You have been hiding for more than three hundred years, and finally have been willing to appear? Now I am also a destiny monk, why do you need to fear you again?"
"Oh, the destiny is good, good."
Ning Qi nodded faintly.
"In the beginning, you took advantage of the cultivation of the destiny, insulted me, etc. Today, the hatred between you and us is here."
Situ Ying smiled coldly and walked toward Ningqi step by step.
When everyone saw it, my heart was a little nervous and excited. I looked forward to seeing Situ Ying’s back.
"Stuart Stuart, learn this, let him stop seeing no one else!"
"Situ Ying brothers come on!"
Situ Ying was still a bit embarrassed. After all, more than 300 years ago, Ning Qi was already a monk in heaven. He had just broken through. However, after getting the cheers of these younger brothers, his eyes gradually showed a sense of self-confidence. Over the years, he has made a backing because of Situ’s long space. The resources he has collected from the top every month are two to three times that of his peers. s home
The family is also supporting him vigorously, and the continuous cultivation of resources has entered his pocket, and it is through these resources that he has broken through to the destiny in a short period of time. After that, he has gained more resources!
He did not believe that a guy who had just been promoted to his inner disciples for a short time had not received the cultivation resources issued by Zongmen in the past few years. He could be more profound than him! In a few moments, Situ Ying has already walked to Ningqi, only to listen to him with a light drink, and a blue sword flying in the mouth. As soon as the flying sword appeared, it suddenly attracted the constant flow of the surrounding world. Everyone seems to have heard the sea
The waves slammed the sound of the reef, and the air was damp than before.
"Five products congenital spirit treasure!"
There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of a thousand glasses of wine.
"It is not the brother of Situ Ying, who has just been promoted to the core disciple, and he has been given such a magic weapon. If there is such a flying sword, if there is no equivalent Lingbao in the same stage, where will it be his opponent!"
Everyone stared at this flying sword, and his heart was envious. "That guy is miserable. He used to be a foreign disciple. He just hid the inner door and hid for more than three hundred years. I guess there is at most one of the four innate spiritual treasures. It will definitely not be the opponent of Situ Ying's brother, hahaha, today. I was waiting for the original
Insult, finally can be reported!

Someone gloated over Ning Qi and laughed.
"Feng Shidi, you are lucky, you can see this scene just after coming, I waited for this day, but waited for more than three hundred years!"
Thousands of glasses of wine patted the shoulders of the phoenix, some sighed.
"Not necessarily."
Feng Yutian suddenly said a word.
"What did you say to your younger brother?"
A thousand cups of wine are slightly glimpsed.
"Oh, nothing."
The phoenix smiled and smiled at the thousand cups of wine, and his eyes fell on Ning Qi.
Ning Qi was extremely calm from beginning to end. It was not because Situ Ying was promoted to the core disciples, and he had a destiny to repair his life. He also sang a five-product congenital spirit and panicked. This makes Feng leave the sky, and there is a hint of hunch in his heart. The winner of this battle today will be Ning Qi in all likelihood, but he will naturally not express his ideas. If Ning Qi is really defeated, he will Not going to offend all of the presence
Disciple?
"I know that you are very strong. Should you consolidate the second-order Taikoo Stars? Just, is your body strong, can you pass this flying sword?"
Situ Ying looked at Ning Qi with a smile. "This sword is three feet three inches long and heavy..."
"Are you finished?"
Ning Qi interrupted Situ Ying’s self-confidence without any politeness.
"Hey, you sacrificed your magic weapon. I know that you were a foreign disciple. You must have one or two magic weapons of three or four."
Situ Ying coldly said.
"I never liked the cannon to fight mosquitoes. If you hit you like this, you can't use the magic weapon."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Hurricane!"
Situ Ying was extremely angry. The flying sword in front of him suddenly burst into a violent blue light. With a horrible air, he went to Ningqi!
Ning Qi gently took a shot.
Dragons 18 palms! A burst of dragons rang, dozens of silver dragons broke out from the palm of Ning Qi, and the whistling rushed toward Situ Ying. In the stunned crowd, this group of silver dragons gave me a sip and directly put his mouth. Flying sword bites into the belly, only
The remaining fell to the ground, and then, under the reaction of Situ Ying, it was condensed together and turned into a silver giant palm, and a bang fell on him!
The smoke is gone.
There is a big hole in the ground that is bottomless.
Thousands of cups of wine and so on, watching Ning Qi, can not speak.
"Good and strong!" Feng was moved from the sky. He was born in the Feng family. He had countless masters. He was the fifth step of the monk. He was also seen everywhere in the Feng family. His ancestor was an immortal strongman. Among its peers, many have been promoted to the sky.
The existence of the destiny, but he has never seen it, a destiny can not break the magic weapon, a hand to break a five-product congenital treasure, but also seriously injured his master!
This kind of combat power, even in the family of the Great, is extremely rare, at least, he has not seen it!
The atmosphere in the venue was quiet, and then a figure flew out of the big hole, and the flying position was swaying, apparently seriously injured.
"Situ Ying brother!"
There is a hint of surprise in the eyes of the wine thousand cups.
Situ Ying stared at Ning Qi, "You just had that palm, what is the technique!"
"If you eat me again, you won't know."
Ning Qi smiled and raised his hand again.
Situ Ying flashed a horror in his eyes, and quickly said: "And slow hands! I have something to say!"
What a joke! If it wasn't for his flying sword, it would offset the power of the palm of the hand. He is not seriously injured now, and it is likely to be directly violent!