Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1757: Just a punch

The first thousand seven hundred and fifty-seventh chapter is a punch

"This guy..."

Han Jian’s face became more and more ugly, and the ten of them joined forces, and they were unable to prevent Ning Qi from slaughtering the monks of Demon Demon Huanxi, the kung fu of the tea, the monks of Demon Demon Huan in Fangcheng were dead, and At this moment, Ning Qi was flying towards the mountain where Huanxi Demon Sect was located.

"I don't believe it! Kill me!"

One of the ancestors of the Zhan Zong let out a roar and punched Ning Qi's back. At the same time, his body was enveloped by a blue light, and all the aura around him rushed into his body in an instant. It turned into an extremely terrifying force, coming out from his fist!

The expressions of the people changed slightly, and their expressions became more difficult to look at. At this moment, they used the blessing of divine power. When it comes to the gambling battle, there will be one less monk who can truly participate in the battle.

"Annoying!"

Ning Qi punched with a backhand.

Boom!

The terrible shocking force surged out from mid-air. Everyone only felt that a gust of wind was swept across their faces, and the aftermath visible to the naked eye swept across their bodies. I suffered a minor injury and bleeding from the corners of my mouth! The square city was affected by this aftermath, and the houses and stalls were all shattered, just like a catastrophic gust of wind passing through the border, a mess!

Boom!

Another loud noise came out, and a mountain in the distance was shrouded in dust. After the dust dissipated, everyone found that the mountain had disappeared.

A closer look, where is the figure of the ancestor of the war sect in the air?

"Just...a punch?"

Han Jian and others, who were about to continue to attack Ning Qi, quickly stopped their figure, stared at the disappearing mountain in the distance, and looked at Ning Qi again, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes. Before that, Ning Qi had never faced them head-on, but with the help of ghosts and gods, during their siege, they kept killing the cultivators of the Huanxi Demon Sect. The only punch he hit right now was actually used directly. The ancestor of Zhanzong, who was blessed by supernatural power, flew with a punch?

Such strength is beyond their imagination.

"Ning, brother Ning, you..."

A wry smile appeared on Han Jian's face and looked at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi ignored them, but stared coldly at the mountain peak where Huanxi Demon Sect was located, and suddenly raised his foot and gently stepped on it. On the mountain peak, a giant foot condensed with celestial spirit appeared, booming. With a sound, stepping on the mountain peak, during this period, there are golden lights flashing in the mountain peak, as if it is a formation of guarding the mountain, but in front of the giant foot, it is as fragile as a layer of paper, and it is instantly broken!

"No!!"

In the mountain peaks, all the Happy Demon Sect cultivators gathered together, looked up and watched the giant feet fall on top of their heads, and let out a desperate roar. They thought that the guarding formation might be able to stop each other one or two. Old Ancestor Jian and others could help, but they didn't expect that Ning Qi's methods were so terrible, and their guarding formations couldn't even win a breath of time.

Boom——

The huge mountain peak was wiped out by the ashes directly stepped on by Ning Qi's foot under everyone's eyes. I am afraid that even a bug cannot survive.

The power of Huanxi Demon Sect in the realm of Death Extinction was completely destroyed! Only some scattered guys escaped because they were not in Qizonggu.

The monks in the Valley of Seven Sects watched this scene in shock. The monks from outside are okay. They have seen a lot of things like this kind of house-copying and annihilation.

But the monks of the other six sects, regardless of their cultivation level, are very frightened at this moment, because the one who was destroyed was the Demon Sect of Joy, who was as famous as their sect!

After doing all this, Ning Qicai slowly turned around and glanced at Han Jian and the others. When Han Jian and Ning Qi looked at each other, a chill suddenly rose in their hearts.

"From then on, I will not allow the monks of Demon Happy to set foot in the desperate situation of death, see one, kill another, who dares to protect Demon Happy, I will kill together, if anyone sees the monk of Demon Happy, You can take his head to me to receive a reward, or send a message to Yunqi Village. I am Ning Beixuan and will not treat you badly."

Ning Qi’s voice is not loud, but under the agitation of the fairy spirit, it spread throughout the Qizong Valley, and it can be heard even thousands of miles away from the Qizong Valley. Ning Qi's voice, some monks who were practicing in the field, looked towards Qizonggu in shock after hearing these words.

"Ning Beixuan, don’t you think it’s too overbearing to do this? Although you killed all the cultivators of the Huanxi Demon Sect today, it’s just death. What he has done today, I am afraid he will not let you go."

The female ancestor of the Yin-Yang Sect frowned and looked at Ning Qi, said.

The implication is that Ning Qi bullies the weak with the strong, and if he goes to the outside world, he will be suppressed by the Huanxi Demon Sect.

"Huanxi Mozun? Is he strong? Any one of the five Yuanzun can easily beat him, right?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"This guy actually thinks of himself as an existence like the Five Great Yuanzun? Really arrogant!"

Everyone had weird eyes and different thoughts, but while Ning Qi felt arrogant, there were many monks who, for some reason, vaguely felt that Ning Qi's words were not groundless.

"Okay."

Han Jian saw that the ancestor of the Yin-Yang sect was still talking, so he hurriedly made a round of speeches, and then smiled at Ning Qi: "Brother Ning, since you are out of anger, why don't we sit down and talk about the gambling battle?" Matter?"

"Got a big bet? I'm not interested, but you are going to take care of the cultivators of the Demon Sect of Joy today. Why do you suddenly stop doing it?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

Han Jian's expression changed slightly, and a trace of anger rose in his heart, but at the same time he regretted it. If he knew he couldn't keep the Demon Sect of Joy, let the other party do it at will. The other party must be resenting what they just blocked. , He didn’t even want to sit down and discuss matters related to the big gambling battle...

The ancestor of the Zongzong who was beaten by Ning Qi before, gave Ning Qi a lingering look, "Your fist is so hard, I am not an opponent."

Farmer Lian Zhanzong admitted that he was not Ning Qi’s opponent. How could others risk being killed by Ning Qizhen and make another move?

"You are honest."

Ning Qi glanced at the other person, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Well, just now you joined forces to deal with me, I was scared, in order to make up for my mental loss, you can discuss it yourself. Three days later, I will I have seen enough practice resources to satisfy me, otherwise your fate will be the same as the Huanxi Demon Sect."

"Come on, that's it, you're very angry, right? Go ahead and hit me."

The expressions of Han Jian and others became extremely ugly, and there were unconcealed anger in their eyes, but after a while, they looked at each other and said to Ning Qi: "Okay!"

Ning Qi showed a hint of disappointment on his face and nodded, "I'll wait for you here, go."