A low-level human spiritual skill - Lingxi Finger!
Knowing the rumors in the palace and observing his nature as a human being, Sun Ning immediately had murderous intentions towards the Ninth Prince when he learned that he was chosen as a human or animal.
I don't kill people, people want to kill me!
If people want to kill me, I will kill them!
What's more, killing such a person is to do justice for heaven!
Although the Ninth Prince's panel attack is lower than his own, his cultivation level is at the eighth level of physical training, and he has also practiced human-level middle-level spiritual skills and swordsmanship. Once something goes wrong, he can just walk away, but seventeen eunuchs will lose their lives.
, Sun Ning naturally has to deal with it carefully, looking for the best time to take action, in order to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.
This finger was the best opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time.
"Eh!"
The Ninth Prince exclaimed, and the hair on his body stood up. He felt an extremely dangerous aura suddenly approaching, and almost subconsciously stepped back, barely avoiding the fatal blow to his throat.
laugh!
Lingxi's finger force hit the Ninth Prince's right shoulder, leaving a bloody hole in his shoulder blade, and blood immediately flowed out.
"You, you, you..." The Ninth Prince's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "You are not a fifth-grade eunuch! You..."
Sun Ning did not give the Ninth Prince a chance to speak or breathe.
Before the Lingxi Finger had fully exerted its power, the Big Wave Fist caught up with him, and like a surging wave, the endless fist power, with a faint sound of tide, continued to bombard the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince endured the severe pain in his shoulders, and his whole body was succumbed to the endless wind of fists. Like a poor little lamb, he could only run away and dodge before the tiger's attack, and had no power to resist.
retreat!
Back again!
He retreated for more than ten steps in a row, relying on his relatively exquisite footwork to slightly escape Sun Ning's attack circle. He took a breath and was about to try to counterattack when the situation changed again.
Sun Ning stepped on the Floating Leaf Step, and his body was as light as a three-spring willow leaf. He looked in front and suddenly behind, which was exquisite. At the same time, he turned his fist into a palm and made a strike with amazing power. The Ninth Prince felt that if he was hit, he would only
He was afraid that his body would be beaten into a meat pie with his palm force, and he landed again with a bang.
Powerful Palm!
The Ninth Prince was trapped again. Under Wei Ling's hand, he could only try his best to escape and dodge. Sun Ning didn't even give him the space to draw the sword on his waist.
"Little eunuch, you hide so well!"
Sun Ning didn't say a word, but what he answered was the crackling sound of the mighty palm, like a strong wind blowing off a tree trunk.
The Ninth Prince hurriedly avoided it.
Anger, especially aggrieved anger!
After several rounds of confrontation, he could see that the enemy's methods were actually similar to his own. Even if he couldn't kill the opponent, he could still leave safely.
But the damn little eunuch seemed to have calculated everything correctly. After hurting himself with one finger, he completely suppressed himself with a violent offensive. Every time he had an opportunity to attack, he immediately changed to another spiritual skill, instantly eliminating the potential
His faults firmly suppressed him again.
As a result, the majestic mid-level human-level spiritual skill - Hongyun Sword Technique, was not displayed!
The Ninth Prince felt that once he deployed the Hongyun Sword Technique, even if he could not kill the thief, he would be able to escape completely.
However, they didn’t give this chance at all!
It’s frustrating, extremely frustrating!
At this time, the Ninth Prince once again detected that the enemy's palm skills were not enough, and he was secretly thinking. If I seize the opportunity this time, I will chop you into pieces...
Unfortunately, the previous situation repeated itself again. Just when the Ninth Prince felt that as long as he took three to five more breaths, he could completely get rid of Sun Ning, the offensive changed again.
Sun Ning stepped on the Floating Leaf Step, suddenly closed his palms, and suddenly jumped up to a height of more than one meter from the ground. His right leg ran forward, stretching like a horse's hoof. His left leg hit the ground hard, with a strong sound of wind, and with a swish, a
The heavy and cruel whip had already swept towards the Ninth Prince's waist.
A low-level human-level spiritual skill - silk-wrapped legs!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Sun Ning performed three kicks in a row at extremely high speed, and once again the silk-wrapped legs entangled the Ninth Prince to death.
The Ninth Prince fled in a hurry, and was almost hit by Tangsi's leg. He shouted angrily: "You can actually know so many low-grade spiritual skills, and you have cultivated your physical strength so powerfully. With the eighth level of body refining, there are very few people like you.
Your opponent. What do you want to do and why do you want to be among the eunuchs..."
Just when the Ninth Prince was entangled in silk legs, trying his best to dodge, and only had time to speak, he never expected that Sun Ning suddenly retracted his legs and shot out a cold light from his sleeves.
Whoosh!
It was the cold iron dagger that Sun Ning had prepared a long time ago. He used the seventh form of the Shunfeng Sword of the spiritual skill - Gale of Wind and Grass, to strike it straight, and it really worked.
The cold iron dagger was so sharp that it could cut even a red tiger. With one blow, the hilt of the dagger sank into the heart of the Ninth Prince, causing blood to flow profusely.
The Ninth Prince took a few steps back. His eyes were ashen, but with a look of deep disbelief. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty: "Who...are you...?"
After saying that, he fell to the ground and died with his eyes open.
Sun Ning breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the body of the Ninth Prince, feeling a sense of joy in his heart. Once the prince also died in his own hands, his ability to protect himself was indeed greatly improved.
Of course, it's not enough!
Become stronger, keep getting stronger, and never rely on anyone else.
He had already prepared for this battle, and the battle turned out basically as he expected. That was why the Ninth Prince did not even have the chance to use his mid-level human-level spiritual skills.
[Ding! You killed the Ninth Prince of the Chu Palace and gained 000 experience points and 000 vitality! 】
[Ding! You got the Red Cloud Sword Technique!]
[Ding! You got the Ruler Ring!]
"You actually have 2,000 experience points and vitality. This reward is quite good. The reward for killing someone is really generous! However, compared with Chihu, the gap is still quite big."
"Hongyun Sword Technique? This is the set of mid-level human-level spiritual skills that Emperor Wei ordered the princes to practice? Haha, from today on, it belongs to me too!"
Looking at the sword book with a faint golden light in the space cabinet, Sun Ning's eyes shone, and he suppressed the urge to learn immediately. Although the Ninth Prince was dead, there were still dozens of guards to take care of.
"A ruler ring? A ring that can be worn on the hand, but there are several feet of space inside. A magic weapon used to store items? If you want to travel, you just need to put your luggage in it and take it easy. A good treasure that can be taken away in a hurry? I will kill the Ninth Prince
, you actually got a ruler ring?"
Sun Ning's little heart was beating wildly, and his eyes could not help but widen. As a time traveler, he was very eager for this magical prop in the world of immortals. In the thirty-two grids in the space cabinet,
I searched up and down seven or eight times, but I didn't see the legendary storage ring, and I immediately felt angry that I had been deceived by the system.
But it only lasted three seconds!
On the middle finger of the Ninth Prince's left hand, there was a black iron ring, which could barely be called a ring.
Could it be it?
Sun Ning immediately squatted down and couldn't wait to take it off. It was heavy, and it seemed that the material was unusual. Then he poured his energy into the ring, and his thoughts followed. (To be continued)