A snow-white long sword appeared in Xu Qinghuan's hand, and powerful real energy began to fluctuate in the sword. He gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "Wind Blade!"
In an instant, a black light turned into a black hurricane, spinning rapidly and sweeping towards Sun Ning.
The long sword slowly rose into the air, Xu Qinghuan stepped lightly on the flying sword, flicked with both hands, and shot the blades in the shape of air waves towards Sun Ning.
"You alone dare to imitate other people's arrogance!"
Sun Ning smiled coldly, and lightly slashed with his right palm, creating a huge palm print with a width of one foot. There was a faint sound of rolling waves, and it hit the fierce wind blade that was coming. It was the Great Prajna Palm.
"Boom! Boom..."
A series of explosions sounded.
The violent wind blade had little resistance under the Great Prajna Palm, and Xu Qinghuan retreated continuously.
His face suddenly lost all expression, and he roared angrily: "Hurricane Blade!"
In an instant, seven black hurricanes, which were twice as big as before, made a roaring sound, covering an area several feet in an instant. At the same time, white wind blades that were almost the same as real thick-backed knives slashed across the head and face.
, one after another, seemingly endlessly blasting towards Sun Ning.
A cold smile flashed across Sun Ning's lips.
"call!"
When seven terrifying hurricanes swept forward in unison, Sun Ning opened a small hole with a light punch.
His body rushed into the opening like a ghost. Facing the huge wind blade that struck straight at his head, he showed no fear and slapped three hard palms with his right hand.
Three huge palm shadows filled with huge amounts of true energy were like turbulent waves, sweeping over one after another.
The giant wind blade was shattered piece by piece.
"boom……"
Sun Ning's body soared into the sky like a big bird and pounced on Xu Qinghuan, who was riding a flying sword and looked extremely dashing. The Prajna palms were spread out layer by layer, and the seemingly endless palm shadows were one after another, one after another.
Every time the palm was struck, huge craters were created in the ground.
Gravel is scattered and dust is flying!
Xu Qinghuan's face turned pale with fear. He hadn't figured out what was going on just now. The next moment, he was already in a precarious situation.
escape!
"Crack!"
The moment he had the idea of escape, he suddenly felt a dull sound above his head, and then his mind became dull, his vision almost went dark, and he fell straight from the flying sword.
Then, he felt dizzy and felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
The onlookers were completely stunned.
Xu Qinghuan didn't see clearly, but they saw it. It was a palm shot from Sun Ning, which hit him firmly on the back of the head and knocked Xu Qinghuan off the flying sword.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
Sun Ning's body flashed, he grabbed Xu Qinghuan, and without any explanation, he slapped his ears first.
Xu Qinghuan's rather handsome face suddenly swelled up.
Sun Ning lifted Xu Qinghuan from his collar, stretched out his legs and kicked his hind legs hard, causing Xu Qinghuan to kneel on the ground.
"If I hadn't been merciful, you would have been thrown away!"
There was a bit of ferocity in Sun Ning's eyes, and he said coldly: "Don't you want me to kneel down for you? I'll let you kneel down enough! Xu Qinghuan, right? Just kneel down in front of the Yaowang Sutra Pavilion and think about your mistakes.
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After saying this, he connected his hands and tapped nine of Xu Qinghuan's acupuncture points, making him kneel on the ground and unable to move any further.
Sun Ning walked around him, appraising him, as if he was judging whether Xu Qinghuan's posture was up to standard. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction, sneered, and walked away.
At the end of the crowd, the demure girl who met Sun Ning on the fourth floor of the Sutra Collection Building also saw the fight between the two, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
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Sun Ning humiliated Xu Qinghuan like this in front of Yaowang Sutra Pavilion. Disciples who were watching the battle had already reported the news to Linggu Peak.
After a while, several streaks of light flew over quickly.
The young man who fell from the flying sword was wearing a white shirt with several bewitching flowers embroidered on it. He looked handsome, but his complexion was extremely pale, and his narrow eyes were shining brightly, making him look a bit evil.
The crowd immediately exclaimed: "It's Senior Brother Yue, Senior Brother Yue is here!"
Senior Brother Yue Botao of Linggu Peak frowned slightly, looked at the people around him, and said calmly: "They are all gone, there is nothing to see!"
All the disciples quickly bowed and left.
Every peak master in the five peaks of Yaowang Valley is a superior being, and the cultivation level of each peak master has at least reached the innate seven-star realm.
There are even two peak masters who are in charge of the life and death of ordinary disciples. Even the deacons have to smile when they see them.
Now that the Lord of Linggu Peak has spoken, who dares to neglect him?
The crowd dispersed, leaving only the demure girl staying where she was.
Yue Botao still ignored Xu Qinghuan, came to the girl, and said with a smile: "Junior sister from Tsinghua University, we haven't seen each other for almost half a year, is everything okay?"
The corners of the woman's delicate lips raised slightly, revealing a faint smile: "Senior Brother Laoyue is in my thoughts, everything is fine!"
Yue Botao nodded with a smile and sighed: "Brother Yu has been researching the spiritual power of the Divine Sea Realm recently, and there are many things that I can't figure out. Although the junior sister from Tsinghua University is young, she is talented and intelligent. These problems are naturally not a problem for the junior sister.
If you have time, please ask junior sister for advice."
The woman said calmly: "Senior brother has a profound cultivation, how can I dare to take advice as my little sister! Instead of making excuses with me here, why not take a look at you people in Linggu Peak as soon as possible and say goodbye!"
The anger in Yue Botao's eyes flashed away.
The dignified second-in-command in Linggu Peak actually knelt in front of the Yao Wang Sutra Pavilion. This was not only Xu Qinghuan, but also a great shame for Linggu Peak.
Competition among the five peaks of Yaowang Valley is fierce. If something like this happens, Linggu Peak will become the source of attacks from the other four peaks for a long time.
He chatted with the woman just to clean up the mess after she left. He didn't want the other party to be so merciless and poke his thoughts with just one sentence.
There was a gloomy look in Yue Botao's eyes. He looked at Xu Qinghuan, whose face was as swollen as a pig's and his eyes were glaring. He couldn't move, so he reprimanded in a low voice: "Shame on you!"
Then he input a piece of true energy, thinking of quickly breaking away the forbidden magic on Xu Qinghuan, and then taking care of it after returning to Linggu Peak. Unexpectedly, this true essence was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it did not have any effect.
The true essence was strengthened by another three points, but Xu Qinghuan remained motionless.
However, it was Sun Ning who came to the rescue at the Dingling Valley Summit and deliberately used his unique acupuncture technique. Yue Botao did not understand the method of acupuncture, so he was completely in the wrong direction, so he was naturally helpless.
"fool!"
Yue Botao cursed in a low voice. What happened today was really embarrassing to my grandma’s house. It won’t take long for the news to spread throughout the Yaowang Valley.
Especially other peak masters, it is inevitable that they would make fun of themselves.
Thinking of this, Yue Botao's pale face showed a bit of ferocity, and he shouted to the Linggu Peak disciple behind him: "Hurry and take him away!" (To be continued)