Chapter 1053: S ared?
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Is the first thousand and fifty-three chapters afraid?
"You let me kneel down?"
Ning Qi smiled.
When Meng Shaoyin saw Ning Qi’s smile, his heart came to the air, and the haze said: “The last chance I gave you, you have been wasted, and now even if you kneel down, I still want to kill you.”
"Come on, let me make you three moves first."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Let me have three moves?"
Meng Shaoyin has a slight glimpse.
The monks in the audience heard the words of Ning Qi, and suddenly they were in a state of sorrow. The monks who had taken Ningqi’s upsets were screaming.
"Tear the scorpion, you still let him three strokes! Hurry up and use the strength of Lahu. If you lose today, don't blame Laozi!"
"Hey! I knew that I wouldn’t take this guy, and the early monks in the battlefield, let the three men in the mid-term of the battlefield? What he said!"
Jiang Qing’s face showed a hint of anger. He wanted to look back and turned around and saw that there were too many monks in Ning Ningqi.
"This kid is interesting, who do you think will win?"
Chu madly smiled and looked at the words of the East and Luo Tianzun.
The three seats are close together, and the three are sitting together and talking is very convenient.
"not sure."
The words of the East are in harmony with Luo Tianzun.
"Hey, the two of you are quite close, you can't see it? I think the smell of this kid is a bit strange, this time it is estimated to be an upset."
Chu madly smiled.
Unpopular?
The elders of the three families heard the words, and their faces suddenly showed strange colors.
"The ancestors said this, don't you think that this child has a 50% grasp to win Meng Shaoyin?"
Chu Zhi’s eyes flashed a surprise color.
He and the East forgive the consciousness of sweeping Luo Qingyi, because only three of them, Luo Qingyi and Ning Qi played the most, but Luo Qingyi's look at this moment is quite a bit surprised, obviously, there is a card for Ning Qi, also Not very well understood.
"Chu Feng Brother, you said Ning Beixuan this time, can you win?"
Chu Xian quietly passed the voice.
In the land of Dong Xuan, Ning Qi fights with people every time, no matter who the opponent is, he wins.
"I would like to see him lose once."
Chu Feng said.
Chu Xian nodded, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.
As expected by him, there is also the Oriental Smart.
"God bless, let him die here!"
The Eastern spirit is secretly praying.
"Meng Shaoyin must win this time. If he loses, we will run the road!"
On the seat of the Meng family, Duan Juntian sat in the back of the seat and stared at the scene.
"Do not worry, how can the battlefield be in the middle of the battlefield?"
Duan Junhong passed the voice.
Duan Juntian and Duan Jundi heard the words, and he felt relieved in his heart. He felt that Duan Junhong was right, and Ning Qi was stronger. Can’t he fight so much?
"To expand the elders, do you think he is crazy?"
Wenren Muyue frowns and looks at the top.
"With my understanding of him, he is so crazy, in the Kyushu Empire, there is a nickname, called the mad knives, not crazy, not a Buddha."
The top of the mouth twitched a sneer smile.
"Ha ha."
Wen Manmu month chuckled.
Not far away, the present Buddha and the goddess of cold songs sit side by side.
"For me and me, standing in front of a mid-term monk in the battlefield, can you be so light?"
The goddess of cold songs looked at the present Buddha and asked.
"It should be... no."
There is a bitter smile on the face of the Buddha.
"In my mind, I am not as good as him."
The goddess of cold song nodded.
In the corner of the audience, the eyes of the Qing Emperor swept away in the cold songs of the Emperor and the present Buddha, and then stared at Ning Qi.
"Ning Beixuan, if you are not dead in the hands of Meng Shaoyin today, I will pass on the news that you killed Meng Shaoyang to the Meng family. I see how you face the chasing of the late monks in the battlefield."
Thinking of this, Qingdi’s mouth smirked.
"I still don't do it? If I don't give you a chance to cherish it, then these three tricks will not be allowed."
Ning Qi’s mouth showed a hint of sarcasm. The next moment, the law of fire in the body rushed wildly. Almost immediately, all the monks in the audience showed a shocking color.
This breath is clearly in the middle of the bucket!
And it is still the peak of the mid-term of the battlefield!
"How could he be a mid-term monk in the battlefield?"
The faces of the Chu mad tribes have changed slightly.
Laksa, Sorrowful, Zhongsun, Tuoba, Wenrenmu, Hange, Hanshi, Qingdi, etc., all of them were shocked, sitting subconsciously, looking at the eyes with shock Ning Qi.
"In the middle of the battlefield? Has he been hiding and repairing?"
The six-eared demon king sat up straight, and Erlang’s legs did not knock. His eyes looked at Ning Qi, and his face’s cynical expression dissipated, and he changed it to a dignified color.
Prior to this, he always believed that Ning Qi was an early monk in the battlefield, and naturally he would not treat Ning Qi in the same position.
"Miss, this guy turned out to be a monk in the middle of the battlefield? His hidden is too deep!"
The cockroaches around Mulanyu were surprised.
"Meng Shaoyin lost..."
When Mulanyi opened his mouth, he had already pronounced the failure of Meng Shaoyin.
The monks on the seats of the Meng family changed their faces one by one. They couldn't help but stand up. They looked at Ningqi with fear. One of them whispered: "The Lord is dangerous! What should I do?"
If Meng Shaoyin dies here, they will be blamed, and they will surely be killed by their ancestors!
"Big brother! Let's run away! Ning Beixuan is too treacherous!"
Duan Jundi muttered to himself.
"Wait, wait, both sides are mid-term monks in the battlefield, not necessarily Ningbei Xuan win!"
Duan Juntian suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and calmly said.
"Then wait a minute..."
Duan Jundi is somewhat restless.
"What did you think of?"
Chu mad like laughing and laughing at the Oriental dialect and Luo Tianzun.
"Blood jade, dragon heart."
The two are faint.
"Me too, I see, these two things have something to do with him."
Chu madly smiled: "Wait for the end of the fight, let's ask him to ask clearly?"
The Oriental dialect and Luo Tianzun looked at each other and then nodded, "Good!"
"Do you fight, fight, fight, and fight in the middle?"
Meng Shaoyin subconsciously stepped back a few steps, looking at Ning Qi's eyes, full of fear, because he can clearly feel that Ning Qi's law is more powerful than him, at least least It is also a thousand and eight hundred condensed!
"Scared?"
Ning Qi’s eyes showed a hint of ridicule, step by step toward Meng Shaoyin.
When Meng Shaoyin stepped back and forth again, he was really afraid of it, but when he retreated to the edge, just when he saw the taunting look of Mulan, there was a anger in Meng Shaoyin’s heart, and suddenly he went to Ningqi’s palm. .
"How about the middle of the battlefield, let's die!"
The power of a majestic rule rushed out of Meng Shaoyin’s palm.
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Is the first thousand and fifty-three chapters afraid?
"You let me kneel down?"
Ning Qi smiled.
When Meng Shaoyin saw Ning Qi’s smile, his heart came to the air, and the haze said: “The last chance I gave you, you have been wasted, and now even if you kneel down, I still want to kill you.”
"Come on, let me make you three moves first."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Let me have three moves?"
Meng Shaoyin has a slight glimpse.
The monks in the audience heard the words of Ning Qi, and suddenly they were in a state of sorrow. The monks who had taken Ningqi’s upsets were screaming.
"Tear the scorpion, you still let him three strokes! Hurry up and use the strength of Lahu. If you lose today, don't blame Laozi!"
"Hey! I knew that I wouldn’t take this guy, and the early monks in the battlefield, let the three men in the mid-term of the battlefield? What he said!"
Jiang Qing’s face showed a hint of anger. He wanted to look back and turned around and saw that there were too many monks in Ning Ningqi.
"This kid is interesting, who do you think will win?"
Chu madly smiled and looked at the words of the East and Luo Tianzun.
The three seats are close together, and the three are sitting together and talking is very convenient.
"not sure."
The words of the East are in harmony with Luo Tianzun.
"Hey, the two of you are quite close, you can't see it? I think the smell of this kid is a bit strange, this time it is estimated to be an upset."
Chu madly smiled.
Unpopular?
The elders of the three families heard the words, and their faces suddenly showed strange colors.
"The ancestors said this, don't you think that this child has a 50% grasp to win Meng Shaoyin?"
Chu Zhi’s eyes flashed a surprise color.
He and the East forgive the consciousness of sweeping Luo Qingyi, because only three of them, Luo Qingyi and Ning Qi played the most, but Luo Qingyi's look at this moment is quite a bit surprised, obviously, there is a card for Ning Qi, also Not very well understood.
"Chu Feng Brother, you said Ning Beixuan this time, can you win?"
Chu Xian quietly passed the voice.
In the land of Dong Xuan, Ning Qi fights with people every time, no matter who the opponent is, he wins.
"I would like to see him lose once."
Chu Feng said.
Chu Xian nodded, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.
As expected by him, there is also the Oriental Smart.
"God bless, let him die here!"
The Eastern spirit is secretly praying.
"Meng Shaoyin must win this time. If he loses, we will run the road!"
On the seat of the Meng family, Duan Juntian sat in the back of the seat and stared at the scene.
"Do not worry, how can the battlefield be in the middle of the battlefield?"
Duan Junhong passed the voice.
Duan Juntian and Duan Jundi heard the words, and he felt relieved in his heart. He felt that Duan Junhong was right, and Ning Qi was stronger. Can’t he fight so much?
"To expand the elders, do you think he is crazy?"
Wenren Muyue frowns and looks at the top.
"With my understanding of him, he is so crazy, in the Kyushu Empire, there is a nickname, called the mad knives, not crazy, not a Buddha."
The top of the mouth twitched a sneer smile.
"Ha ha."
Wen Manmu month chuckled.
Not far away, the present Buddha and the goddess of cold songs sit side by side.
"For me and me, standing in front of a mid-term monk in the battlefield, can you be so light?"
The goddess of cold songs looked at the present Buddha and asked.
"It should be... no."
There is a bitter smile on the face of the Buddha.
"In my mind, I am not as good as him."
The goddess of cold song nodded.
In the corner of the audience, the eyes of the Qing Emperor swept away in the cold songs of the Emperor and the present Buddha, and then stared at Ning Qi.
"Ning Beixuan, if you are not dead in the hands of Meng Shaoyin today, I will pass on the news that you killed Meng Shaoyang to the Meng family. I see how you face the chasing of the late monks in the battlefield."
Thinking of this, Qingdi’s mouth smirked.
"I still don't do it? If I don't give you a chance to cherish it, then these three tricks will not be allowed."
Ning Qi’s mouth showed a hint of sarcasm. The next moment, the law of fire in the body rushed wildly. Almost immediately, all the monks in the audience showed a shocking color.
This breath is clearly in the middle of the bucket!
And it is still the peak of the mid-term of the battlefield!
"How could he be a mid-term monk in the battlefield?"
The faces of the Chu mad tribes have changed slightly.
Laksa, Sorrowful, Zhongsun, Tuoba, Wenrenmu, Hange, Hanshi, Qingdi, etc., all of them were shocked, sitting subconsciously, looking at the eyes with shock Ning Qi.
"In the middle of the battlefield? Has he been hiding and repairing?"
The six-eared demon king sat up straight, and Erlang’s legs did not knock. His eyes looked at Ning Qi, and his face’s cynical expression dissipated, and he changed it to a dignified color.
Prior to this, he always believed that Ning Qi was an early monk in the battlefield, and naturally he would not treat Ning Qi in the same position.
"Miss, this guy turned out to be a monk in the middle of the battlefield? His hidden is too deep!"
The cockroaches around Mulanyu were surprised.
"Meng Shaoyin lost..."
When Mulanyi opened his mouth, he had already pronounced the failure of Meng Shaoyin.
The monks on the seats of the Meng family changed their faces one by one. They couldn't help but stand up. They looked at Ningqi with fear. One of them whispered: "The Lord is dangerous! What should I do?"
If Meng Shaoyin dies here, they will be blamed, and they will surely be killed by their ancestors!
"Big brother! Let's run away! Ning Beixuan is too treacherous!"
Duan Jundi muttered to himself.
"Wait, wait, both sides are mid-term monks in the battlefield, not necessarily Ningbei Xuan win!"
Duan Juntian suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and calmly said.
"Then wait a minute..."
Duan Jundi is somewhat restless.
"What did you think of?"
Chu mad like laughing and laughing at the Oriental dialect and Luo Tianzun.
"Blood jade, dragon heart."
The two are faint.
"Me too, I see, these two things have something to do with him."
Chu madly smiled: "Wait for the end of the fight, let's ask him to ask clearly?"
The Oriental dialect and Luo Tianzun looked at each other and then nodded, "Good!"
"Do you fight, fight, fight, and fight in the middle?"
Meng Shaoyin subconsciously stepped back a few steps, looking at Ning Qi's eyes, full of fear, because he can clearly feel that Ning Qi's law is more powerful than him, at least least It is also a thousand and eight hundred condensed!
"Scared?"
Ning Qi’s eyes showed a hint of ridicule, step by step toward Meng Shaoyin.
When Meng Shaoyin stepped back and forth again, he was really afraid of it, but when he retreated to the edge, just when he saw the taunting look of Mulan, there was a anger in Meng Shaoyin’s heart, and suddenly he went to Ningqi’s palm. .
"How about the middle of the battlefield, let's die!"
The power of a majestic rule rushed out of Meng Shaoyin’s palm.
Is the first thousand and fifty-three chapters afraid?"You let me kneel down?"Ning Qi smiled.When Meng Shaoyin saw Ning Qi's smile, his heart came to the air, and the haze said: The last chance I gave you, you have been wasted, and now even if you kneel down, I still want to kill you."Come on, let me make you three moves first."Ning Qi smiled."Let me have three moves?"Meng Shaoyin has a slight glimpse.The monks in the audience heard the words of Ning Qi, and suddenly they were in a state of sorrow. The monks who had taken Ningqi's upsets were screaming."Tear the scorpion, you still let him three strokes! Hurry up and use the strength of Lahu. If you lose today, don't blame Laozi!""Hey! I knew that I wouldn't take this guy, and the early monks in the battlefield, let the three men in the mid-term of the battlefield? What he said!"Jiang Qing's face showed a hint of anger. He wanted to look back and turned around and saw that there were too many monks in Ning Ningqi."This kid is interesting, who do you think will win?"Chu madly smiled and looked at the words of the East and Luo Tianzun.The three seats are close together, and the three are sitting together and talking is very convenient."not sure."The words of the East are in harmony with Luo Tianzun."Hey, the two of you are quite close, you can't see it? I think the smell of this kid is a bit strange, this time it is estimated to be an upset."Chu madly smiled.Unpopular?The elders of the three families heard the words, and their faces suddenly showed strange colors."The ancestors said this, don't you think that this child has a 50% grasp to win Meng Shaoyin?"Chu Zhi's eyes flashed a surprise color.He and the East forgive the consciousness of sweeping Luo Qingyi, because only three of them, Luo Qingyi and Ning Qi played the most, but Luo Qingyi's look at this moment is quite a bit surprised, obviously, there is a card for Ning Qi, also Not very well understood."Chu Feng Brother, you said Ning Beixuan this time, can you win?"Chu Xian quietly passed the voice.In the land of Dong Xuan, Ning Qi fights with people every time, no matter who the opponent is, he wins."I would like to see him lose once."Chu Feng said.Chu Xian nodded, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.As expected by him, there is also the Oriental Smart."God bless, let him die here!"The Eastern spirit is secretly praying."Meng Shaoyin must win this time. If he loses, we will run the road!"On the seat of the Meng family, Duan Juntian sat in the back of the seat and stared at the scene."Do not worry, how can the battlefield be in the middle of the battlefield?"Duan Junhong passed the voice.Duan Juntian and Duan Jundi heard the words, and he felt relieved in his heart. He felt that Duan Junhong was right, and Ning Qi was stronger. Can't he fight so much?"To expand the elders, do you think he is crazy?"Wenren Muyue frowns and looks at the top."With my understanding of him, he is so crazy, in the Kyushu Empire, there is a nickname, called the mad knives, not crazy, not a Buddha."The top of the mouth twitched a sneer smile."Ha ha."Wen Manmu month chuckled.Not far away, the present Buddha and the goddess of cold songs sit side by side."For me and me, standing in front of a mid-term monk in the battlefield, can you be so light?"The goddess of cold songs looked at the present Buddha and asked."It should be... no."There is a bitter smile on the face of the Buddha."In my mind, I am not as good as him."The goddess of cold song nodded.In the corner of the audience, the eyes of the Qing Emperor swept away in the cold songs of the Emperor and the present Buddha, and then stared at Ning Qi."Ning Beixuan, if you are not dead in the hands of Meng Shaoyin today, I will pass on the news that you killed Meng Shaoyang to the Meng family. I see how you face the chasing of the late monks in the battlefield."Thinking of this, Qingdi's mouth smirked."I still don't do it? If I don't give you a chance to cherish it, then these three tricks will not be allowed."Ning Qi's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm. The next moment, the law of fire in the body rushed wildly. Almost immediately, all the monks in the audience showed a shocking color.This breath is clearly in the middle of the bucket!And it is still the peak of the mid-term of the battlefield!"How could he be a mid-term monk in the battlefield?"The faces of the Chu mad tribes have changed slightly.Laksa, Sorrowful, Zhongsun, Tuoba, Wenrenmu, Hange, Hanshi, Qingdi, etc., all of them were shocked, sitting subconsciously, looking at the eyes with shock Ning Qi."In the middle of the battlefield? Has he been hiding and repairing?"The six-eared demon king sat up straight, and Erlang's legs did not knock. His eyes looked at Ning Qi, and his face's cynical expression dissipated, and he changed it to a dignified color.Prior to this, he always believed that Ning Qi was an early monk in the battlefield, and naturally he would not treat Ning Qi in the same position."Miss, this guy turned out to be a monk in the middle of the battlefield? His hidden is too deep!"The cockroaches around Mulanyu were surprised."Meng Shaoyin lost..."When Mulanyi opened his mouth, he had already pronounced the failure of Meng Shaoyin.The monks on the seats of the Meng family changed their faces one by one. They couldn't help but stand up. They looked at Ningqi with fear. One of them whispered: "The Lord is dangerous! What should I do?"If Meng Shaoyin dies here, they will be blamed, and they will surely be killed by their ancestors!"Big brother! Let's run away! Ning Beixuan is too treacherous!"Duan Jundi muttered to himself."Wait, wait, both sides are mid-term monks in the battlefield, not necessarily Ningbei Xuan win!"Duan Juntian suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and calmly said."Then wait a minute..."Duan Jundi is somewhat restless."What did you think of?"Chu mad like laughing and laughing at the Oriental dialect and Luo Tianzun."Blood jade, dragon heart."The two are faint."Me too, I see, these two things have something to do with him."Chu madly smiled: "Wait for the end of the fight, let's ask him to ask clearly?"The Oriental dialect and Luo Tianzun looked at each other and then nodded, "Good!""Do you fight, fight, fight, and fight in the middle?"Meng Shaoyin subconsciously stepped back a few steps, looking at Ning Qi's eyes, full of fear, because he can clearly feel that Ning Qi's law is more powerful than him, at least least It is also a thousand and eight hundred condensed!"Scared?"Ning Qi's eyes showed a hint of ridicule, step by step toward Meng Shaoyin.When Meng Shaoyin stepped back and forth again, he was really afraid of it, but when he retreated to the edge, just when he saw the taunting look of Mulan, there was a anger in Meng Shaoyin's heart, and suddenly he went to Ningqi's palm. ."How about the middle of the battlefield, let's die!"The power of a majestic rule rushed out of Meng Shaoyin's palm.
