Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1732: Three punches
The first thousand seven hundred and thirty-two chapter three punches
The cultivators of the Nine You Demon Sect and the Heart Demon Sect saw that their ancestors were pinched to death by Ning Qi, and their eyes were full of horror. They suddenly lost their intent to fight and turned around and fled!
Modong, Qiu Zhan, Zhong Ming, Lei Tao, these four seven-tribulation creators have been beheaded by Ning Qi one after another, and even the golden Buddha statue of Sakyamuni Hui Jing is not Ning Qi’s opponent. Ning Qi slammed into the distance with a punch.
Some monks who hide their heads and shrink their tails and prepare to fish in troubled waters, after seeing this scene, they dared not make Ning Qi's idea anymore, and used their own means to escape from here. For such monks, Ning Qi can only remember theirs. They couldn't catch them one by one, because their cultivation bases were at least the Six Tribulations Creator. If they really wanted to escape, Ning Qi could only suppress a small part of them!
"Sakya Ruye, let this alien beast pulling a cart, take us away from here!"
Duanmu Chong shouted lowly towards Sakyamuni.
Fu Ji and the others also showed a hint of horror in their eyes. The place where they are now is the center of the battle. If Ning Qi noticed the situation here and pinched it to death, then they would be too wronged! They have worked so hard to come to the desperate situation of death, but they don't want to end in this way!
"I, I can't control this strange beast..."
Sakya Ruye gave a wry smile.
The alien beast pulling the cart is a giant ape, exuding a trace of Buddha energy, obviously listening to him chanting Buddhist scriptures in front of Shakya Huijing all the year round, and now the giant ape is staring at Ning Qi, as if to himself The owner was extremely dissatisfied with being knocked into the air by him. With such a loyal appearance, Sakyamuni could not drive this great ape without special means!
Xiao Wuye and the others looked a little ugly. They looked at each other and left without hesitation. They would never stay here and wait for death.
Sakyamuni Ruye hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed and chose to stay on the car wheel. If he also left, even if he returned to the Jiusha Ancient Temple alive, the Buddha's heart would be shaken. Extremely disadvantageous, I can only hope in my heart that my uncle master can suppress Ning Qi!
"Donor! Put down the butcher knife, and look back!"
The mighty voice came from a distance.
Sakyamuni Huijing flew back from a distance, and looked up at Ning Qi, who was half his height, with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.
"You and I have different ideas. It is useless to talk about it. Your practice of the Golden Body Art of the Supreme Buddha is both internal and external, and my practice is not weak. See who has the stronger strength?"
Ning Qi smiled.
Without waiting for Shakya Huijing to speak, Ning Qi continued: "If you can catch my three punches, I won't kill you today. If you can't even catch my three punches, no matter how much you talk about it, Yes, you want to persuade the tiger to be a vegetarian, at least, you have to have the ability to lower the tiger."
"Okay! I promise the donor!"
A beam of joy flashed in Shakya Huijing’s eyes. Judging by the power of Ning Qi’s punch just now, he knew that if he continued to fight, he might not be the opponent's opponent, but it was easy to receive the three punches. He practiced. For many years of Buddhist and Taoist golden body, not to mention three punches, even if it is thirty punches, he is confident to accept it!
During the time when Ning Qi and Shakya Huijing made a gambling agreement, the monks around were basically suppressed by Ning Zi and others. These monks who had planned to fish in troubled waters were all panicked at this moment, and their faces gathered in pale. Together, around, stood four people Ning Zi.
"Just three punches, okay..."
Sakya Ruye breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Wuye and the others, who had fled to the distance, stopped in shock and looked over here. Maybe they were the last to come here, and they came with the old monk, Ning Zi When people didn't choose to attack them, they just glanced lightly and ignored them.
"It's ready."
Ning Qi looked at Sakyamuni Huijing with a smile.
Sakyamuni Huijing folded his hands together, and the golden light on his body became more and more dazzling, "Monk, I am ready, please let the donor take action."
Boom!
As soon as Shakya Huijing’s words fell, Ning Qi’s fist had already hit him, and Shakya Huijing’s feet plunged deep into the ground, and he was moved back dozens of miles by the punch. , Leaving two deep gullies.
At the same time, there was a loud buzzing noise, spreading in all directions from where Ning Qi was located. Many monks who were seriously injured heard the loud noise, and couldn't help but breathe out blood again. , Looked at Ning Qi with a golden paper face, his eyes filled with horror.
Crack...
A crisp sound came from the body of Shakya Huijing, and everyone looked up and looked at the appearance of Shakya Huijing at this moment in shock. He was originally transformed into a golden Buddha statue, but there were more roads on his gold body. A cobweb-like gap.
"Uncle Master!"
Sakyamuni Ruye looked at this scene in disbelief, and a gap appeared in the golden body, which shows that Sakyamuni's Huijing Supremacy Buddha Golden Body Art is about to break the power!
It's just a punch. A punch can cause such terrible consequences. How could the opponent's strength be so terrifying?
"Go on, second punch!"
The corners of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly, and her figure disappeared in vain. When she reappeared, she was already standing in front of Shakya Huijing, using her body like a bow and fist as an arrow. His whole body was surging with blood, and everyone's eyes flashed. After a trace of confusion, at this moment, what they seemed to see was not Ning Qi, but a terrifying ancient behemoth!
"My Buddha..."
Sakyamuni Hui looked at Ning Qi blankly, a trace of fright flashed from his eyes, and before the word mercy could be pronounced in the future, Ning Qi’s fist had already fallen on him. Jia Huijing flew upside down in an instant, tumbling in the air. During the tumbling, pieces of golden fragments fell from him. After these golden fragments fell on the ground, they seemed to be absorbed by the earth and disappeared without a trace.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and after the smoke dissipated, everyone saw an extremely thin old monk sitting on the ground. From his face, the appearance of Sakyamuni Huijing was vaguely visible, but compared with before, Sakyamuni Jing seemed to have been alive and hungry for many years. The flesh and blood on his body disappeared inexplicably, leaving only a layer of skin and bones.
"Uncle Master!"
Sakyamuni Ruye watched this scene blankly, unwilling to believe what he saw in his heart. The current state of the master uncle is clearly a sign that all the external power has disappeared after the golden body was broken. It was nine moments. In ancient temples, there were ancestors who fought with others and were shattered with golden bodies. Not only did the cultivation base plummet, but also the lifespan was greatly reduced. It didn't take long to die of old age.
The great ape let out a roar, and flew to the side of Shakya Huijing with the cart, and looked at Shakya Huijing anxiously.
"Donor, monk, I lost."
Sajia Huijing adjusted his breath for a while, opened his eyes, and looked at Ning Qi with a wry smile.
He couldn't even catch the opponent's third punch. With just the second punch, he was smashed into pieces. If he didn't know him, he would kill him if he received another punch!