Chapter 1732: Three punches

First thousand seven hundred thirty two chapter three punches

The monks of the Nine Secrets and the Demon of the Emperor saw their own ancestors being killed by Ning Qi, and their eyes were horrified, and they lost their fighting intentions and fled directly!

Modong, Sui Zhan, Zhong Ming, Lei Tao, these four seven-robbery creators have been slain by Ning Qi, and even the golden Buddha statue of Sakyamuni’s net change does not seem to be Ning Qi’s opponent. A punch hit the distance.

Some Tibetan monks who are shrinking their tails and preparing to fish in troubled waters, after seeing this scene, do not dare to play the idea of ​​Ning Qi, and they use their means to escape from this place. For such monks, Ning Qi can only remember their breath, and I can't catch them one by one, because their repairs are at least six robbers, and they really have to escape. Ning Qi can only suppress a small part of it!

"Sakyamdah, you are going to let this strange animal of the cart take us away from here!"

Duanmu Chong dynasty, Shakya, like a low drink.

The eyes of Fu Ji and others also showed a hint of horror. At the moment, their position is the center of the battle. If Ning Qi noticed the situation here and squeezed it, they would be too embarrassed! They are struggling to come to the desperate situation of death, but they don't want to end up with such an ending!

"I, I can't control this strange animal..."

Sakyamuni leaves a bitter smile.

The strange animal of the cart is a giant python, which exudes a trace of Buddha's spirit. It is obviously listening to the Buddhist scriptures in front of the Sakyamuni net. Everyone looks at Ning Qi at the moment, and seems to be on his master. It was extremely dissatisfied with its flying, so loyal and sturdy, there was no special means for Sakyamuni, and it could not drive this giant!

Xiao Wu night and other people's faces are a bit ugly, look at each other and leave without hesitation, they will never stay here waiting.

When Sakyamuni hesitated for a moment, he finally sighed and chose to stay on the rut. If he left, even if he returned to the temple in Jiulang, he would be shaken, and it would be extremely unfavorable for future practice. I can only hope that my own master Shuzu can suppress Ningqi!

"The donor! Put down the butcher's knife and turn back to the shore!"

The mighty voice came from afar.

Sakyamuni net flew back from a distance, looking up at Ning Qi, who was half as tall as himself, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"You and I have different ideas and say nothing. You have no cure for the Buddha. You have both internal and external repairs, and my practice is not weak. See who is more powerful?"

Ning Qi smiled.

After waiting for the release of Jia Hui, Ning Qi continued: "If you can catch me three punches, I will not kill you today. If you can't even catch me with three punches, it will be undoubtedly more. I want to persuade the tiger to be vegetarian, at least, to have the ability to descend the tiger."

"Good! I promise the donor!"

In the eyes of Sakyamuni, there is a happy color in the eyes. From the power of Ningqi’s just punch, he knows that he will continue to fight. He is probably not the opponent of the opponent, but it is still easy to take the three punches. Daojin, don't say three punches, even if it is 30 punches, he is also confident and hard!

During the period when Ning Qi and Shakyam Hui made a gamble, the monks around were basically suppressed by Ning Zi and others. These monks who planned to fish in troubled waters were scared at this moment, and they gathered together in pale colors. Standing on the Ningzi.

"Just three punches, okay..."

Sakyamuni’s heart was relieved.

Xiao Wu, who had already fled to the distance, waited for him to stop and look at it. Perhaps they came here last time, and they followed the old monk. Ning Zi and others did not. I chose to start with them, but I took a glimpse of it and ignored it.

"You can be ready."

Ning Qi looks like a smile and smiles at Shu Jia Hui.

Sakyamuni’s hands clasped together, and the golden awns on his body became more and more dazzling. “I am ready for the monk, please ask the donor to take it.”

boom!

The voice of Sakyamuni’s net has just fallen, and Ning Qi’s fist has already fallen on him. Shijia Hui’s net feet are deeply immersed in the earth, and the punches are moved backwards for dozens of miles. Two deep gullies.

At the same time, a loud bang, in the direction of Ning Qi, spread in all directions, many monks who were seriously injured heard this loud noise, could not help but rushing blood, once again spurting a blood, like Looking at Ning Qi from the gold paper, his eyes are full of horror.

Oh...

A crisp sound came from the release of Shu Jiahui. The people looked up and watched the shocked look of Shakyam Hui. At the moment, he was turned into a golden Buddha statue, but he had a path like a spider web. The gap.

"Teacher Uncle!"

Sakyamuni leaves this scene unbelievably, and there is a gap in the golden body. This shows that the Supreme Wisdom of the Sakyamuni King is about to break!

Just a punch, a punch has caused such terrible consequences, how can the other party’s strength be so horrible?

"Continue, the second punch!"

Ning Qi’s mouth was slightly raised, and his figure disappeared in vain. When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of Shakyam Hui’s net. He was like a bow, with a fist as an arrow, his body was full of blood, and everyone’s eyes flashed a trace of confusion. The color, at this moment, they seem to see not Ning Qi, but an horrible ancient monster!

"My Buddha..."

Sakyamuni’s net staring at Ning Qi, a trace of fear has flashed away from his eyes, and the word of compassion is still in the future, and Ning Qi’s fist has already fallen on him. I flew out in an instant, rolling in the air, during the rolling period, pieces of golden pieces fell from him. After the golden pieces fell on the ground, they seemed to be absorbed by the earth, disappearing without disappearing.

boom!

After the loud noise came, after the smoke dissipated, everyone saw a skinny old man sitting on the ground, from the face, faintly visible the appearance of the release of Jia Hui, but compared with before, the release of the Buddha as if it was I have been hungry for many years, and my flesh and blood have disappeared inexplicably, leaving only a layer of leather wrapped around the bones.

"Teacher Uncle!"

Sakyamuni looked at this scene with his heart missing, and he did not want to believe everything he saw. The current state of the uncle’s ancestors was clearly a sign that all the foreign work was scattered after the golden body was broken. Fighting with people, being shattered and ruined, not only repaired into madness, but also the life of the Yuan Yuan was greatly reduced. It took a long time to die.

The giant screamed a roar and took the rut to fly to the side of Sakyamuni, and looked anxiously at Sakyamuni.

"The donor, the monk, I lost."

Shakya Hui’s net tempered for a while, opened his eyes and looked at Ning Qi’s smile.

He couldn't even catch the third punch of the other side. Just the second punch, he was shattered. If he didn't know, he would take another shot and he would have his life!