Chapter 373 Innate Battle Next

The square of Jingnian Zen Temple is located in the center of the entire Zen Temple.

As landlords, Lekong and others should have sat on the north side of the square, but there was a bronze hall built in the north of the square, so they gathered under the bell tower on the west side of the square.

Those families from the high family, such as the four major families, are located in the middle of the east side of the square.

The rest are like the Eight Gangs and Ten Sects, and those small sects and individual tourists in the martial arts world, and the relationship between them is different, even the Demon Sect. After all, the internal battles within the Demon Sect are sometimes more ruthless than outside, and only if the relationship is better can there be ghosts.

For example, now, Zhu Yuyan and others from the Yinkui Sect are sitting in the southeast corner of the square.

On the side of Anlong, Hou Xibai and others is the northeast corner.

The Shi Ying and Bian are still alive, and there are some gang members separated from Lekong and others in the southwest corner of the square.

"Hiss~~Why is this kid so powerful?!" Bian Bufu was considered handsome and handsome before, but when he showed up again today, his appearance had not changed, but his whole body seemed much more feminine and his voice was a little sharp.

Xi Ying beside him was dressed in a watch suit, dressed in an essay, with a big, tall and thin figure, looking gentle and elegant. Bai Zhe had a smile on his thin face, but the pair of sharp eyes with a flashing evil and purple rays, especially the eye beads, turned the whole appearance into evil and weird.

But he saw him watching Ning Daoqi rushing to Huang Lin with his hand as a bird, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, and a wicked smile appeared, "I don't care about that boy. I just want Song Que to know what Ziqi Tianluo is!"

After saying that, he glanced at Song Que on the east side of the square with hatred.

Bian Bufu was a little angry. This is a natural thing. He didn't dare to take action even if he gave him ten courage!

If there wasn't an insider in the sect secretly sending a message, he would have returned to the sect after receiving the news from Zhu Yuyan.

It must have been exposed that year!

Thinking of this, Bian Bufu frowned and said, "Brother Xi, with this kid's current strength, even if you and me join forces, they will probably not be able to compete with this person. Why don't you help me take down the Yinkui Sect?"

At this time, Ning Daoqi just turned over and asked, "What are the benefits of me?"

"The Yinkui Sect has followed the leader of the Dao of Destroying Love from now on! Brother Ren Xi reads the "God of Demons"!"

"This is true?" Xi Ying suddenly turned his head and looked at Bian Bush.

At this moment!

Ning Daoqi turned into a bird with his hand and intersected with the Red Phoenix Sword in Huang Lin's hand. A loud bang came, and the air waves rushed over, alarming Xi Ying and Bian Bian Wushu.

Then he saw Ning Daoqi rising up in the air again like a big bird while borrowing it, as if he was about to fall on the bronze statue of the Bodhisattva on one side.

But Huang Lin stepped on his feet, and the white stone floor tiles suddenly cracked, and his body had already caught up with him!

It is obviously very fast, but it gives people the feeling that it is not too busy and leisurely. This visual dislocation makes those with a little weak strength feel a headache!

Ning Doqi had turned around at this time, no longer the way he looked like he was just now. Facing Huang Lin's shocking sword from bottom to top, Ning Doqi twisted his waist and abdomen, and he bent down to the right in the air incredibly!

The five fingers of the right hand were put together and suddenly poked out from the side!

If this blow is firm, he can use his power to fall back to the ground.

But how could Huang Lin be as he wished?

The wrist flipped, and Chihuang, who was originally the sword blade, turned over in an instant!

Not only that!

The Red Phoenix sword body seemed to be bent downward by an invisible force, and then suddenly bounced back when Ning Daoqi pecked his right hand.

"When~~~~"

The loud noise came out again! The crazy force rolled away again, blowing the weak people backwards.

Huang Lin's forward rushing momentum was slightly slowed down, but Ning Daoqi was also floating outward by the recoil force.

"Bang~~"

Step under your feet again!

A figure that was extremely leisurely in the eyes of the people next to him appeared instantly under Ning Daoqi.

Swipe the sword upwards and flirt with it!

Ning Daoqi no longer forced his body to twist, and lay back without turning his head back, and his elbows were facing the Red Phoenix Sword below behind him.

At this point, Ning Doqi's unique atmosphere was completely destroyed.

At this time, even Song Yuzhi could see that Ning Sanren was at a disadvantage!

Zhenyan, on the west side of the square, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and turned the rosary in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Puff~"

The swords and elbows intersected, making a dull sound, like a wooden stick hitting cowhide.

However, Ning Daoqi was the real qi bulging brocade robe, and he took Huang Lin's sword again.

Although his robe was not damaged, he was hit again and flew backwards!

Huang Lin was in power and was unforgivable, and he bullied him again!

Just like before, although Ning Daoqi blocked the sword, he still couldn't land.

At this time, he had been beaten by Huang Lin and floated back and forth in the air for three rounds!

As the world's number one master, being beaten like this by a junior is really harmful to his face, but his face is still calm and he doesn't seem to be upset about it at all.

Time and time again.

Huang Lin seemed to be playing tennis with him.

The Red Phoenix Sword is a racket, and Ning Dodge is a tennis ball.

Many people frowned, not understanding why Huang Lin insisted on this style of play. With Ning Dodge's strength, this method would not hurt him at all, and at most it would make him lose face.

But Song Que discovered that Ning Daoqi was hit by Huang Lin's back and forth, and his body was getting further and further away from the ground.

Once again!

Huang Lin rushed under Ning Daoqi again, then rose up from the ground, and shot straight at the tip of the sword.

Everyone who watched the battle thought this was another useless effort, but they saw Ning Daoqi's swollen sleeve robe suddenly pierced by the Red Phoenix Sword, and then a crystal-like jade-like palm penetrated out of the sleeve robe and hit Huang Lin's head!!

This move did not surprise Huang Lin. When Ning Doqi was beaten around several times by him, he quietly raised his vigilance.

Even though he had a plan, it went too smoothly!

Ning Daoqi, the number one person in the world for decades, cannot be without a backup plan!

Sure enough, this is coming!

Looking at the palms coming from his head, Huang Lin's red phoenix and sword sheath in both hands suddenly disappeared. He seemed to have made some moves with his left hand, and his five fingers were bluffing and slapped it.

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, the Flying Dragon is in the Sky!

"Bang~~~"

The two palms intersected, and a violent sound spread in the air.

This incident caught Ning Doqi off guard. He wanted to hold on to lose face first, paralyze the other party and then use a sudden attack, but he didn't expect that the other party could change the moves without any leverage in the air!

Seven Treasure Rings!

Suddenly thinking of this treasure, Ning Daoqi couldn't help but exclaim, "I'm careless!"

His body had been hit by the recoil force and flew up again.

Not only him, Huang Lin also fell rapidly like a meteor. After all, it was a temporary change, and it was not as good as using soft ropes to leverage force in the air.

But the purpose has been achieved!

He turned over and fell to the ground, and Huang Lin rose into the sky again without even looking at it.

"Bang~"

The floor tiles cracked and gravel sputtered out.

Ning Daoqi no longer had the calm appearance of the wind and clouds just now, and his face was filled with solemnity.

After Huang Lin rose straight, he found that Ning Daoqi was above his west side, with the two planes nearly two meters apart.

Normally, Ning Dodge can finally fall back to the ground this time.

But, how could Huang Lin be an ordinary person?

If there were no means, how could he rush up directly without even looking.

The left hand moved lightly again, but he didn't see any movement. Chihuang started to turn his body into a void and rushed straight to Ning Dodge!

The mantra below the west side whispered to himself, "The ring of the seven treasures!"

"Then he should be an object like a fishing line to turn his direction based on the false direction!" Lekong raised his head and looked at Huang Lin who fell down again and spoke softly.

"Amitabha!" Zhenyan sang the Buddha's name, "I would rather have something wrong with the people of sans, otherwise I would be afraid that I would be alone and unable to support it!"

"Senior brother can intervene in so that Sanren can land. Even if the pitcher admits the loss, it's fine. Otherwise, if the sword immortal's method is higher, we may not be able to reach it. At that time, Ning Sanren is afraid of it."

Seeing Huang Lin not even falling on the ground this time, he took advantage of the force to cushion several times in the air and then rose up again, and said with a very fast speech.

"Good, good!" Zhenyan nodded and slowly stood up.

Stepping out slowly, with both hands on the Zhenyan, bowing slightly to the square, "Amitabha~"
To be continued...