Chapter 2093: Go on
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"Humph!"
Zhao Wuji wakes up from his memory and looks at Xiaoliu coldly: "Your Tianlong family was really strong at first, but nowadays, the breath of your body is almost the same as that of the ants. Compared with your ancestors, you are still worse. Far, today I will take your head and pay homage to my dead colleagues!"
As soon as the voice fell, a green mangicked from the back of Zao Wou-Ki, and then, one, two, two, three, in an instant, everyone saw a continuous array of swords in the air, these blue swords Every bite gives a sense of tremor from the bottom of my heart!
In the next moment, thousands of swords fell like the rain to the northern Xuanxiang Palace. The monks below could only watch this scene with a look of horror, but they could not do any dodge, because they have already been breathed by each other. Lock, suppress!
In the process, the surrounding swords are constantly blended into the sword of the most central one. For each fusion, the size of the sword increases by one point.
In the end, only the only one of the swords was left in the eyes of the people. This fairy sword is full of complicated lines, which is extremely huge, just like a mountain.
"It's over! I don't think I will die here today!"
"I knew this, I should have sold the invitations in the first place, better than dying here!"
"Don't come, you shouldn't come today!"
Numerous monks looked at this scene with regret and regret, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine to eat in this world, and at the same time, through the shadows in the sky, other monks who saw this scene, but some gloating, they secretly Fortunately, I didn't get an invitation, otherwise I am afraid I will die under this giant sword today!
"Hey..."
There was a disdainful color in the eyes of the Prince of Mercy, and there was no shot because he had already noticed Ning Qi’s movements.
A knife, from the bottom up, greeted the sword, everyone only heard a bang, and then directly cut into two with a giant sword that ruined the earth and the atmosphere, the knife fell and fell. On the face of Zhao Wuji, the face of Zhao Wuji’s blood is not a full one-third!
boom!
The giant sword that broke into two pieces fell on the ground and was deeply inserted into the ground. The nine secluded demon and others saw this scene, and the subconscious hunter was looking forward. They found that the suppression of their own breath was gone, followed by Bei Xuan. Inside the fairy city, there was another burst of madness!
"North Xuan Xianhuang! Bei Xuan Xianhuang!!"
Everyone looks at Ning Qi's eyes, full of fanaticism, especially those monks who think they will die under this sword. They will have regrets after they die, and their mood is most excited!
"Qing Xuanjian is broken?"
Zhao Wuji stared at this scene, and even his head was cut off by a dragon sword.
Qing Xuanjian is a special refining device of Qingxuanfu's refining masters. The grade is much higher than the outside fairy. It is also a Chinese fairy. It is logically outside the mainland of the Xianzu. It is impossible for such a fairy to encounter an opponent, let alone be cut into two!
Read this, Zhao Wuji fiercely looks at the dragon sword in the hands of Ning Qi. The only explanation is that the grade of this knife is far above the Qingxuan sword. A trace of greed is in the eyes of Zao Wou-Ki. The flash disappeared, and the next moment, he looked at Ning Qi with a dignified look.
The knife is not a thing, but the person holding the knife also makes him somewhat surprised. He can break his Qing Xuan sword in front, and the repair of the other party is inevitable!
"how come……"
In the eyes of Dao Xian Xian, there was a deep disappointment. He couldn’t understand why he lived in the eyes of this living immortal monk, but he did not have a single blow to kill Ning Qi. Instead, Ning Qi gave him the weapon in his hand. ? Is this really a fairy monk?
"You are not the embers of the Tianlong family, who are you!"
Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Qi coldly, but after a few moments, his eyes suddenly showed a shocking color, and he looked at Ning Qi unbelievably, because he felt a very familiar atmosphere from Ning Qi!
"You are also a fairy monk?"
Zhao Wuji lost his voice.
"Is it a fairy?"
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
The dialogue between the two was heard in the ears, looking at Ning Qi's eyes, suddenly filled with incredible colors.
Fairy monk?
The fairyland in the legend, the fairyland recorded in the ancient history books?
Is it true that the previous rumors are true?
Especially the monks of Qinglong mainland, such as Ying Qingning, they all know that Feng Qixian, the father of Ning Qi, has the blood of the immortals, but this blood of the immortal is from his own mouth, and everyone has never heard of anyone who has been like this before. The blood of the immortals, can not determine the origin of this blood, in the end, so many monks just regard this blood as a joke, according to their statement, they can also call themselves the blood of the fairy, but who can prove?
Now this sudden mysterious powerhouse has even said that the North Xuan Xianhuang is a fairy monk. Many monks who have heard this rumor have seen a huge change in the eyes of Ning Qi. They finally know why. Ning Qi can have such terrible achievements in a short time!
"Since you are a fairy monk, you and I are the same family. You are now killing the embers of the Tianlong family around you and bringing his head. I will take you back to the Qing Xuan government."
Zhao Wuji Shen Shen.
"Oh, you have to kill him, come by yourself."
Ning Qi smiled.
Zhao Wuji’s eyes changed slightly, and he sighed coldly: “Would you not know who he is offended? The existence of his offense, even the owner of my Qingxuan government, must be respectful and dare not to be rude. You killed him today and you are meritorious!"
"Small six, live catching or killing directly?"
Ning Qi smiled and looked at Xiaoliu, Dao, and ignored the threat of Zao Wou-ki.
"Boss, he may have a way to go back to the mainland of the Confucius in his hands. If so, you can save a lot of hard work, and it is best to catch it."
Xiao Liuyi’s face is awe-inspiring.
"Oh?"
Ning Qi’s eyes moved slightly. He just didn’t think of this. If Zhao Wuji had a shortcut, he would not have to water the purple tree. He wants to wait until the purple tree grows to bring him to the fairyland. At that point, I am afraid that there are not tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, don't think about it.
"Live catch?"
Seeing the discussion between the two people is to kill themselves or to catch themselves, Zhao Wuji suddenly showed a trace of anger.
"Since you are so ignorant, I am..."
"What are you?"
Zhao Wuji turned around and Ningqi was less than a foot away from him at the moment!
"Go on."
Ning Qi laughed loudly, the six doors of the nine-door armor were all open, and the palm of the hand fell heavily on the head of Zao Wou-Ki. Zao Wou-ki was like a cannonball, and the bang slammed into the center of the square in front of the Emperor’s Palace. The monk was shocked and looked at the scene with a stunned look.
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"Humph!"
Zhao Wuji wakes up from his memory and looks at Xiaoliu coldly: "Your Tianlong family was really strong at first, but nowadays, the breath of your body is almost the same as that of the ants. Compared with your ancestors, you are still worse. Far, today I will take your head and pay homage to my dead colleagues!"
As soon as the voice fell, a green mangicked from the back of Zao Wou-Ki, and then, one, two, two, three, in an instant, everyone saw a continuous array of swords in the air, these blue swords Every bite gives a sense of tremor from the bottom of my heart!
In the next moment, thousands of swords fell like the rain to the northern Xuanxiang Palace. The monks below could only watch this scene with a look of horror, but they could not do any dodge, because they have already been breathed by each other. Lock, suppress!
In the process, the surrounding swords are constantly blended into the sword of the most central one. For each fusion, the size of the sword increases by one point.
In the end, only the only one of the swords was left in the eyes of the people. This fairy sword is full of complicated lines, which is extremely huge, just like a mountain.
"It's over! I don't think I will die here today!"
"I knew this, I should have sold the invitations in the first place, better than dying here!"
"Don't come, you shouldn't come today!"
Numerous monks looked at this scene with regret and regret, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine to eat in this world, and at the same time, through the shadows in the sky, other monks who saw this scene, but some gloating, they secretly Fortunately, I didn't get an invitation, otherwise I am afraid I will die under this giant sword today!
"Hey..."
There was a disdainful color in the eyes of the Prince of Mercy, and there was no shot because he had already noticed Ning Qi’s movements.
A knife, from the bottom up, greeted the sword, everyone only heard a bang, and then directly cut into two with a giant sword that ruined the earth and the atmosphere, the knife fell and fell. On the face of Zhao Wuji, the face of Zhao Wuji’s blood is not a full one-third!
boom!
The giant sword that broke into two pieces fell on the ground and was deeply inserted into the ground. The nine secluded demon and others saw this scene, and the subconscious hunter was looking forward. They found that the suppression of their own breath was gone, followed by Bei Xuan. Inside the fairy city, there was another burst of madness!
"North Xuan Xianhuang! Bei Xuan Xianhuang!!"
Everyone looks at Ning Qi's eyes, full of fanaticism, especially those monks who think they will die under this sword. They will have regrets after they die, and their mood is most excited!
"Qing Xuanjian is broken?"
Zhao Wuji stared at this scene, and even his head was cut off by a dragon sword.
Qing Xuanjian is a special refining device of Qingxuanfu's refining masters. The grade is much higher than the outside fairy. It is also a Chinese fairy. It is logically outside the mainland of the Xianzu. It is impossible for such a fairy to encounter an opponent, let alone be cut into two!
Read this, Zhao Wuji fiercely looks at the dragon sword in the hands of Ning Qi. The only explanation is that the grade of this knife is far above the Qingxuan sword. A trace of greed is in the eyes of Zao Wou-Ki. The flash disappeared, and the next moment, he looked at Ning Qi with a dignified look.
The knife is not a thing, but the person holding the knife also makes him somewhat surprised. He can break his Qing Xuan sword in front, and the repair of the other party is inevitable!
"how come……"
In the eyes of Dao Xian Xian, there was a deep disappointment. He couldn’t understand why he lived in the eyes of this living immortal monk, but he did not have a single blow to kill Ning Qi. Instead, Ning Qi gave him the weapon in his hand. ? Is this really a fairy monk?
"You are not the embers of the Tianlong family, who are you!"
Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Qi coldly, but after a few moments, his eyes suddenly showed a shocking color, and he looked at Ning Qi unbelievably, because he felt a very familiar atmosphere from Ning Qi!
"You are also a fairy monk?"
Zhao Wuji lost his voice.
"Is it a fairy?"
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
The dialogue between the two was heard in the ears, looking at Ning Qi's eyes, suddenly filled with incredible colors.
Fairy monk?
The fairyland in the legend, the fairyland recorded in the ancient history books?
Is it true that the previous rumors are true?
Especially the monks of Qinglong mainland, such as Ying Qingning, they all know that Feng Qixian, the father of Ning Qi, has the blood of the immortals, but this blood of the immortal is from his own mouth, and everyone has never heard of anyone who has been like this before. The blood of the immortals, can not determine the origin of this blood, in the end, so many monks just regard this blood as a joke, according to their statement, they can also call themselves the blood of the fairy, but who can prove?
Now this sudden mysterious powerhouse has even said that the North Xuan Xianhuang is a fairy monk. Many monks who have heard this rumor have seen a huge change in the eyes of Ning Qi. They finally know why. Ning Qi can have such terrible achievements in a short time!
"Since you are a fairy monk, you and I are the same family. You are now killing the embers of the Tianlong family around you and bringing his head. I will take you back to the Qing Xuan government."
Zhao Wuji Shen Shen.
"Oh, you have to kill him, come by yourself."
Ning Qi smiled.
Zhao Wuji’s eyes changed slightly, and he sighed coldly: “Would you not know who he is offended? The existence of his offense, even the owner of my Qingxuan government, must be respectful and dare not to be rude. You killed him today and you are meritorious!"
"Small six, live catching or killing directly?"
Ning Qi smiled and looked at Xiaoliu, Dao, and ignored the threat of Zao Wou-ki.
"Boss, he may have a way to go back to the mainland of the Confucius in his hands. If so, you can save a lot of hard work, and it is best to catch it."
Xiao Liuyi’s face is awe-inspiring.
"Oh?"
Ning Qi’s eyes moved slightly. He just didn’t think of this. If Zhao Wuji had a shortcut, he would not have to water the purple tree. He wants to wait until the purple tree grows to bring him to the fairyland. At that point, I am afraid that there are not tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, don't think about it.
"Live catch?"
Seeing the discussion between the two people is to kill themselves or to catch themselves, Zhao Wuji suddenly showed a trace of anger.
"Since you are so ignorant, I am..."
"What are you?"
Zhao Wuji turned around and Ningqi was less than a foot away from him at the moment!
"Go on."
Ning Qi laughed loudly, the six doors of the nine-door armor were all open, and the palm of the hand fell heavily on the head of Zao Wou-Ki. Zao Wou-ki was like a cannonball, and the bang slammed into the center of the square in front of the Emperor’s Palace. The monk was shocked and looked at the scene with a stunned look.
Let's go to the second thousand and ninety-three chapters."Humph!"Zhao Wuji wakes up from his memory and looks at Xiaoliu coldly: "Your Tianlong family was really strong at first, but nowadays, the breath of your body is almost the same as that of the ants. Compared with your ancestors, you are still worse. Far, today I will take your head and pay homage to my dead colleagues!"As soon as the voice fell, a green mangicked from the back of Zao Wou-Ki, and then, one, two, two, three, in an instant, everyone saw a continuous array of swords in the air, these blue swords Every bite gives a sense of tremor from the bottom of my heart!In the next moment, thousands of swords fell like the rain to the northern Xuanxiang Palace. The monks below could only watch this scene with a look of horror, but they could not do any dodge, because they have already been breathed by each other. Lock, suppress!In the process, the surrounding swords are constantly blended into the sword of the most central one. For each fusion, the size of the sword increases by one point.In the end, only the only one of the swords was left in the eyes of the people. This fairy sword is full of complicated lines, which is extremely huge, just like a mountain."It's over! I don't think I will die here today!""I knew this, I should have sold the invitations in the first place, better than dying here!""Don't come, you shouldn't come today!"Numerous monks looked at this scene with regret and regret, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine to eat in this world, and at the same time, through the shadows in the sky, other monks who saw this scene, but some gloating, they secretly Fortunately, I didn't get an invitation, otherwise I am afraid I will die under this giant sword today!"Hey..."There was a disdainful color in the eyes of the Prince of Mercy, and there was no shot because he had already noticed Ning Qi's movements.A knife, from the bottom up, greeted the sword, everyone only heard a bang, and then directly cut into two with a giant sword that ruined the earth and the atmosphere, the knife fell and fell. On the face of Zhao Wuji, the face of Zhao Wuji's blood is not a full one-third!boom!The giant sword that broke into two pieces fell on the ground and was deeply inserted into the ground. The nine secluded demon and others saw this scene, and the subconscious hunter was looking forward. They found that the suppression of their own breath was gone, followed by Bei Xuan. Inside the fairy city, there was another burst of madness!"North Xuan Xianhuang! Bei Xuan Xianhuang!!"Everyone looks at Ning Qi's eyes, full of fanaticism, especially those monks who think they will die under this sword. They will have regrets after they die, and their mood is most excited!"Qing Xuanjian is broken?"Zhao Wuji stared at this scene, and even his head was cut off by a dragon sword.Qing Xuanjian is a special refining device of Qingxuanfu's refining masters. The grade is much higher than the outside fairy. It is also a Chinese fairy. It is logically outside the mainland of the Xianzu. It is impossible for such a fairy to encounter an opponent, let alone be cut into two!Read this, Zhao Wuji fiercely looks at the dragon sword in the hands of Ning Qi. The only explanation is that the grade of this knife is far above the Qingxuan sword. A trace of greed is in the eyes of Zao Wou-Ki. The flash disappeared, and the next moment, he looked at Ning Qi with a dignified look.The knife is not a thing, but the person holding the knife also makes him somewhat surprised. He can break his Qing Xuan sword in front, and the repair of the other party is inevitable!"how come"In the eyes of Dao Xian Xian, there was a deep disappointment. He couldn't understand why he lived in the eyes of this living immortal monk, but he did not have a single blow to kill Ning Qi. Instead, Ning Qi gave him the weapon in his hand. ? Is this really a fairy monk?"You are not the embers of the Tianlong family, who are you!"Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Qi coldly, but after a few moments, his eyes suddenly showed a shocking color, and he looked at Ning Qi unbelievably, because he felt a very familiar atmosphere from Ning Qi!"You are also a fairy monk?"Zhao Wuji lost his voice."Is it a fairy?"Ning Qi smiled and nodded.The dialogue between the two was heard in the ears, looking at Ning Qi's eyes, suddenly filled with incredible colors.Fairy monk?The fairyland in the legend, the fairyland recorded in the ancient history books?Is it true that the previous rumors are true?Especially the monks of Qinglong mainland, such as Ying Qingning, they all know that Feng Qixian, the father of Ning Qi, has the blood of the immortals, but this blood of the immortal is from his own mouth, and everyone has never heard of anyone who has been like this before. The blood of the immortals, can not determine the origin of this blood, in the end, so many monks just regard this blood as a joke, according to their statement, they can also call themselves the blood of the fairy, but who can prove?Now this sudden mysterious powerhouse has even said that the North Xuan Xianhuang is a fairy monk. Many monks who have heard this rumor have seen a huge change in the eyes of Ning Qi. They finally know why. Ning Qi can have such terrible achievements in a short time!"Since you are a fairy monk, you and I are the same family. You are now killing the embers of the Tianlong family around you and bringing his head. I will take you back to the Qing Xuan government."Zhao Wuji Shen Shen."Oh, you have to kill him, come by yourself."Ning Qi smiled.Zhao Wuji's eyes changed slightly, and he sighed coldly: Would you not know who he is offended? The existence of his offense, even the owner of my Qingxuan government, must be respectful and dare not to be rude. You killed him today and you are meritorious!""Small six, live catching or killing directly?"Ning Qi smiled and looked at Xiaoliu, Dao, and ignored the threat of Zao Wou-ki."Boss, he may have a way to go back to the mainland of the Confucius in his hands. If so, you can save a lot of hard work, and it is best to catch it."Xiao Liuyi's face is awe-inspiring."Oh?"Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly. He just didn't think of this. If Zhao Wuji had a shortcut, he would not have to water the purple tree. He wants to wait until the purple tree grows to bring him to the fairyland. At that point, I am afraid that there are not tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, don't think about it."Live catch?"Seeing the discussion between the two people is to kill themselves or to catch themselves, Zhao Wuji suddenly showed a trace of anger."Since you are so ignorant, I am...""What are you?"Zhao Wuji turned around and Ningqi was less than a foot away from him at the moment!"Go on."Ning Qi laughed loudly, the six doors of the nine-door armor were all open, and the palm of the hand fell heavily on the head of Zao Wou-Ki. Zao Wou-ki was like a cannonball, and the bang slammed into the center of the square in front of the Emperor's Palace. The monk was shocked and looked at the scene with a stunned look.
