Chapter 2280: Draw the rain, hang up

Hey!

The four brothers of Wang Tao spurted a blood arrow, and their faces became pale. Because the flying swords were destroyed, their spirits were violently shaken!

"how come……"

The four people looked incredulously at this scene.

How can their swords, under the circumstances of the execution of the Golden Day swordsmanship, be so smashed by the other side... a simple punch?

"I!"

Ning Qi's figure was slightly moving, and he appeared in front of one of them. A slap in the face of him, and he slammed into the ground.

"Say!"

The other three people reacted. When there was an action, another person was stunned by Ning Qi.

"Over!"

The two immortals were all in the middle, and there was only one middle immortal and the late immortal in the late stage. The late immortal was the fourth brother of Wang Tao and other people! He watched as his younger brother was shot by Ning Qi, and he grabbed his neck and slammed on the floor, splashing a dusty fog!

"Without my permission, I am not allowed to come down from the pillar."

Ning Qi smiled and grabbed the neck of the late Xianxian, and smiled at Wang Tao and others who were stunned. At this time, there was a half-footed disciple of Jin Rifeng who had landed and stared at Ning Qi. Then he climbed back to the pillar and put himself into the previous appearance. His eyes were endless fear, four The immortals existed together, and one of them was the late Xianxian, and they were all

The other party is easy to suppress...

"No way……"

Fan Zeng and others opened their mouths and looked at the scene with a stunned look.

Huang Tong sucked a cold breath, and Ning Qi actually defeated the four Jin Rifeng inner disciples with his fists?

The eyes in the void also showed a strange color, focusing all of them on Ning Qi.

Inside the courtyard.

The five people who painted the rain looked at each other and saw the hustle and bustle of the other's eyes. They were silent and didn't know what words to use to express the mood at this moment...

"You, you are not the beginning of the immortal! Who are you? How could you be a disciple!"

The shadow of the late immortal who was caught by Ning Qi’s neck showed a horrible color. He felt a terrible breath from Ning Qi’s palm, so he did not dare to act rashly.

"Ask your younger brother, am I a disciple?"

Ning Qi glanced at Wang Tao and smiled.

"Wang..."

boom!

The name of the immortal was not asked to export, but Ning Qi was on the ground.

"Wake up and ask slowly."

Ning Qi smiled and then walked toward Wang Tao and others.

"Don't, don't come over, don't come over!"

Liuhe and Bai Jing suddenly screamed, and they stepped back in horror, until the back reached the pillar and stopped.

"It seems that the lessons from the beginning are not enough."

Ning Qi laughed and smashed the fist, this action, let Wang Tao raise a cool heart.

"Do not……"

Hey! Ning Qi’s movements are very simple. There are not too many fancy, so he punches Wang Tao in a fist and punches, but everyone feels that his fists seem to have scored in their hearts, and Ning Qi makes a punch. Their hearts have to be shaken, and then, Wang Tao is hard to recover.

A little bit of body, once again in a state of serious injury, the breath is falling wildly.

Renren is perfect!

The late immortal!

Mid-Autumn!

The beginning of the immortal!

Until Wang Tao's spiritual realm fell to the beginning of the immortal, Ning Qi stopped his hand and gently hooked his feet. Wang Tao flew above the column and hanged firmly on it.

A stench suddenly filled the air.

Fan Zeng and others Qi Qi looked at Liuhe and Bai Jingwang, only to see their feet, there is a trace of yellow...

Ning Qi brows a wrinkle, a touch of the road: "Climb up."

"Yes!"

Two first froze in place, then found Ningqi did not intend to beat their own after a meal, climb on the post ecstatic, first somersault posture exactly the same!

Fan Zeng and other people suddenly showed a disgusting color in their eyes. I did not expect that Liuhe and Bai Jing would be scared to incontinence...

At this time, Wang Tao's four brothers seemed to wake up from the fainting, Ning Qi smiled and turned and walked toward them.

boom! boom! boom!

"You, are you going to rebel?"

boom!

"We are..."

boom!

"Master will not let go..."

boom!

"Don't beat your face..."

boom!

"Paint the rain, hang up."

Ning Qi smiled.

The rain was scared and jumped out, and the four people were hung together. At this moment, the courtyard door, which was not big, has been occupied by many pillars. There are twelve pillars and four fairy tales, eight people. Xian, because of Wang Tao’s cultivation, has fallen to the beginning of the immortal.

"Ning, Ning brother, this scene is too big, will it affect our lack of moon peaks?"

Fan Zeng took great courage and walked to Ning Qi, and he said. The rest of the more than a dozen missing peaks and disciples saw him, and quickly followed the Fan Zeng, looking at Ning Qi with a curious look, how can he not understand the heart, on the surface, Ning Qi's cultivation is indeed only the beginning of the immortal, can be Why is there a terrible force that makes people extremely fearful between the punches and the feet?

?

"Master Sister said, nothing."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

Fan Zengqi laughed and watched Ning Qi enter the courtyard. Then he swept over Wang Tao and others with his eyes gloating. He said: "Live it!"

After a pause, Fan Zeng looked at the few pale-faced ‘original moon peak’ disciples. “Is still guarding here? I see that you are not far from the end of being hung up.”

The guys in those eyes flashed a hint of fear, and some regrets in their hearts, but after regretting, they immediately determined their determination.

No matter how much Wang Tao and others can't help playing, they are standing behind Kim Jong-Fung, and the lack of moon peaks is completely incomparable!

The eyes in the void gradually disappeared.

"It’s no wonder that Shinji said that he is very interesting. This kind of combat power is only about the same as the perfection of the immortals. It’s just the beginning of the immortal? This is a great potential..."

.........

"I heard that there is no."

"What did you hear?"

"There is a lack of moon peaks..."

"Don't sell off!"

At the door of the mission hall, a few foreign disciples got together. One of them was mysterious and whispered: "There is a sweeping disciple on the side of the moon."

"Hey..."

The eyes of everyone are ridiculed, and a disciple in the district is worthy of such a mystery? They still think that there is nothing in the moon peak that is born out of heaven...

"What is your attitude? I am telling you that this sweeping disciple is not ordinary. Even a few inner disciples of Jin Rifeng are planted in his hands!"

"Is there still such a thing?"

"Bet ten pieces of Xianshi, come?" "Bet on gambling, go, seeing is believing!"