Chapter 296

Between lightning and flint.

Looking at Li Zhenjian, who has already been attacked, Zhao Ning's language is completely indifferent and stands in a daze.

The whole audience.

And tianjiaobang everyone, all eyes fierce a coagulation, a little stupefied God.

This is a disciple of Erlang God Yang Jian.

What are you doing?

Come on!

If you don't do it again, you will lose!

On the stage.

Sun Wukong, the great sage of Qitian, Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, Yuan Sheng of Jiuling, Ning Zhongxu and Su Yaoling are still in a daze when they look at Zhao Ning Yu, who is less than three meters away from Li Zhenjian.

Especially Yang Jian, the God of Erlang.

Right now.

He was in a state of great anxiety.

Just now he was full of confidence.

He said he was an apprentice.

Absolutely beat Li Zhenjian. Now it's like this

Yang Jian.

He opened his mouth.

I want to remind you.

But when I think of him today, as an assessor of heaven, I have to resist the palpitation.

Challenge arena competition.

Only two people.

No matter what the situation, others remind, are no different from cheating, the enemy can not care whether you are in a daze.

Bang!

Sure enough.

As everyone thought, there was no suspense at all. Li Zhenjian didn't show any pity for jade at all. In the face of Zhao Ning's cold temperament and beauty goddess.

He just slapped it hard.

The next moment.

The sharp pain from his left shoulder made Zhao Ning's speech recover.

But beyond everyone's expectation, Zhao Ning Yu, who is delicate and soft, didn't fall down after she took Li Zhenjian's hand.

Also did not like the reaction is not timely, the body fiercely falls down from the high stage.

On the contrary, it is like an ancient Tianshan Mountain.

Still standing in the same place.

All of a sudden.

Everyone in the audience was stunned again. Their mouths were wide open, their scalp trembled slightly, and their eyes were full of incomprehensibility.

This

How is that possible?!

He took Li Zhenjian's hand unprepared. He didn't even have time to use any mana. He didn't step back?

Land is a fairyland.

Can you ignore the strike of the ancient sage?

Are they wrong, or

In a flash.

The whole room was quiet.

Even Yuqing, the No.1 Buddhist disciple in the Tianjiao list, and Zhang Xianyi, the No.2 Taoist disciple, have their eyes slightly narrowed and their faces filled with amazement.

Just that blow.

Even if they were, they would not be able to do so

The disciple of Xiansheng Erlang Zhenjun is such a monster!

"No way."

Looking at Zhao Ning language who didn't step back, Li Zhenjian's face also changed greatly. His pupils shrunk fiercely. Suddenly, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he quickly took a few steps back.

A sneer from the heart.

Instant.

It turns into nothingness, and the eyes are full of dignity and shock.

How can it be!

He hit hard, but

On the stage.

Sitting there, Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that.

Sitting beside him, Sun Wukong, the great sage of Qi Tian, Yuan Sheng, the great demon nine spirits, and the spirits of Ning Zhong Xu and Su behind him were all stunned.

The former is good.

He didn't behave too badly.

The latter two people's mouth, at the moment, has become a big O-shape, eyes trembling, looking at the front not far away, standing there Zhao Ning language, full of strange.

Sun Wukong and jiulingyuansheng were stunned for a long time before they returned to God.

Monkey King's eyes are even bigger.

Constantly staring at the front of Zhao Ning language.

Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, was absent-minded.

But he said: "Yang Jian, when did you teach you such a strong body method? I can see that it belongs to Taoist school."

Before Sun Wukong became a Buddha.

It comes from Taoism.

He is almost familiar with the cultivation methods of Tianting daozong school, but he just

"Yang Jian, when did you have such a terrible physical defense law?"

Jiuling Yuansheng also felt his scalp slightly numb.

They are demons.

Compared with other friars, the physical defense is at least one level stronger. However, Zhao Ning's physical defense just now is not clear to him. He can only use the word monster to describe it.There was no use of any mana.

It's just human.

Unexpectedly

Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, looks at Zhao Ning Yu in front of him with a bitter smile: "have you all forgotten? How did I get here? "

A word awakens the dreamer.

In a flash.

Sun Wukong, jiulingyuansheng, ningzhongxu and suyaoling suddenly hit a spirit in their mind. A white dress with both hands flashed from their mind. This reflected why.

The next moment.

They were all helpless and could not say a word.

Obviously.

At the moment, Li Zhenjian's face is very dignified. He takes advantage of Zhao Ningyu's short moment in a daze and hits out with his hand, but he has not been able to defeat the other party. This makes him hesitant.

And Zhao Ning language in front.

In fact, it's not as bad as the outside world. It's not seriously affected. The corner of the mouth has inadvertently shed a trace of blood, and the body feels restless.

"You are not Sir!"

The next moment.

Zhao Ning language beautiful eyes fierce a coagulation, in the eyes is a flash of cold, without a trace just committed flower crazy, dazed appearance, the whole person's aura, is instant change extremely cold.

It's a straight shot!

Instant.

Around the tall posture, there was a very hazy blue air, which made people feel particularly trance. The whole platform trembled slightly.

The same blow.

Straight to Li Zhenjian.

In the eyes of others at the moment.

This disciple of Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, has been able to stand at the same height as the unparalleled childe Li Zhenjian. Even if he just takes a hard hand, he may be far better than Li Zhenjian.

It's just that.

No one noticed.

Even Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and jiulingyuansheng didn't see clearly.

When Li Zhenjian raised his head.

Deep in his pupils.

All of a sudden, there was a flash of light all over the body, just like the Phoenix shadow bathed in the hot sun.

All of a sudden.

The whole stage.

All the people's eyes were covered by the blazing sound of the flame.

Just a few seconds.

The next moment.

A tall figure that everyone didn't expect, like a cold, withered flower, fell down on the high platform. It was Zhao Ning's words that just surprised all eyes.

Boom!

In a flash, there was an uproar around.

Nobody thought of it.

That would be the result.

Even Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and jiulingyuansheng, who reached the peak of the ancient king, were surprised and unbelievable.

Not to mention all the people around Ning Zhongxu and Su Yaoling, they were shocked by this result.

When they react.

I only saw Li Zhenjian, who was dressed in white and had a warm face.

In countless places.

In his infatuated eyes.

Slowly walk to the edge of the high platform, looking at the lower mouth spit blood, pale Zhao Ning language.

A little pride flashed in my eyes.

Light way:

"you lost!"

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