Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

217. Chapter 214

    At dusk, the afterglow shines on the earth, and the west side of the sky is filled with the orange-colored sunset glow, and the slowly boasting mountain peaks, rendering a silent atmosphere.

    Between the silence and the silence, the roaring bangs blew the sky!

    Bang! Bang!

    Ning Mo was away from a dark robes, and the clothes swayed and swayed the wind. The sleeves swayed to create the power. It was like a singer who was floating in the sky. He was born between Bo, and was on the verge of a mighty sound.

    “Ning crazy!?”

    Yan Dongsheng turned pale and changed instantly. “Is he not staying in Suhe City?” Even at this moment, I am showing up here? ”

    Ning Mo is the name of the martial arts world.

    Perhaps in recent years, the new Jin Zongjing, I do not know Ning Mo. But Ji Dongsheng knows the horror of Ning Mo.

    Neuropathy, not terrible.

    Here’s the scary part:Neuropathy has arrogant force, and there are unscrupulous and indulgent capitals.

    Spirit flash

    Onlookers of the four monuments of Su, the elders changed their face and became awe-inspiring, and they were far away from each other to show their respect.

    “Ning Lao -“

    “No wonder that there is no big martial arts Zongmen and Gai Shi Han Dong to negotiate the affair. The original Han Dong is related to Ning Lao.”The elder’s pupil shrank and guessed some truth.

    I am afraid that the birth of Han Dong is a disciple of Ning Mo.

    So.

    With the backwardness of Qingshan Zong today, it is estimated that only Han Dong is such a disciple, and Ning Mo’s attention is also taken care of.

    Think about it like this.

    “岑东生.”Su Shenzong elders secretly shook his head: “Get angry with Ning Lao, this time to see how you end.”

……

    The martial arts students on the edge of the open space have long been stunned.

    Wushu students who have never participated in the border obligation have no chance to witness the mysterious force of Wu Zongjing. They can only rely on speculation or inner imagination.

    Wu Dong’s Wu Zong’s momentum swept the Quartet and let them understand what it’s like.

    Ning Mo’s walking away from the sky is a ridiculous and incredible thing!

    Flying, but human reverie.

    The man of flesh and blood, can you walk empty?

    But in front of you.

    The orange-red sunset glow, the faint figure of the green robe, made all the martial arts students feel shocked and horrified, it is hard to imagine that there is such a presence in the world.

    “Is it blind?”

    The girl with the face of the melon was staring at it, and the tremor was constant. It was like a tsunami that was shaking in the sky, and she slammed on her heart and made her tremble.

    Can that be right?She subconsciously pinched her cheek.

    Pain

    Have a pain.

    Then she slammed the arm of He Xuan – ah!

    “What are you doing?”

    He Xuan’s eyes slammed and the voice was pushed to the extreme.

    It turned out to be true, the contradiction between truth and dreams, echoing the heart…The girl with the face of the melon is looking away from the green robe, and there is no idea.

    The rest of the martial arts students are also about the same.

    Only Liu Tuyu and Li Jingkong, the two faces are awe-inspiring, the body is straight and loose, and the heart understands the difficulty of going through the air.

    Wu Zongjing, you can’t do it!

    At least the level of the Lord, and then with the skill of the deep, can be emptied!

……

    Above the open space.

    Han Dong also has a strange look: “Is the Master even coming in person?”

    I have seen it before, but I have never seen it before. Compared with the volley walking, it is the thing that makes Han Dong remember the new one by playing a flaming fire chain.

    Immediately.

    He was relieved.

    Rao is how strong the heart is, and in the face of the arrogance of Wu Zongjing, it is like ordinary animals facing the tigers and even the ferocious beasts, only barely able to maintain calm.

    Between the silence of the audience.

    Ning Mo walked away from the secluded step, causing the air to sway step by step, and the eyes have already come to the front ten meters of Ji Dongsheng.

    “How come you don’t explain?”

    The pleated old face reveals a trace of doubts, just like the ancient behemoth that wakes up, and goes a little bit to the singer.

    Indifference asks, like a heavy hammer bombarding the soul.

    Dead!

    Spread the boundless silence.

    Although Jidong was born as the lord of Tieyangzong, the force can be used to blame Wu Zong, but it is also difficult to suppress.

    Fuck!

    Ning madman actually left the Su River!

    Qi Dongsheng’s pupils are locked, and they clench their teeth. Shen Sheng said: “Han Dongmou killed me, Tieyangzong, the younger disciple of Chu Dazhao. As a master of sorting, I should preside over justice, please-“

    This sentence is not over yet, and the air is solidifying.

    Like a sorrowful beast, the fierce and savage beggars, violently gaze, and create a confused atmosphere that has been destroyed by the black cloud.

    “What?”

    Ning Mo continued to move forward, as if he was stalking and good old man, and went to Min Dongsheng: “I just didn’t understand clearly, can you say it again…justice? justice? ”

    In an instant.

    His face turned to be awkward and step forward!

    “What is fair!”

    “Whatever you say – I am fair!!!”The right fist slammed out, showing a thin arm between the rotations, and the right palm was shot on the spot.

    Bang!

    The fierce and fierce right palm, instantly squeezing the surrounding air, the sound of the thunder and thunder that shocked the audience, like the thunder and the thunder cracked the earth, making the whole martial arts students feel deafening and the heart is shaking.

    ssss…

    Han Dong took a breath and hurriedly retreated.

    What is going on here?

    How is my own teacher’s tendency to be a little sick…In addition to the sect of the sect, the word fairness is also taboo?

    Every time he recalls the original chain of fireworks, he feels more and more horrible. Because when he is ill, Master can not control his identity!

    When Ning Mo is sick, everything can be killed!

    Rumble –

    The right palm continued to move forward, and the lively shot of the violently tumbling circle of air waves was like the whitening aftermath of the giant cannon popping up.

    Any language is pale and powerless.

    All words are hard to describe.

    “Ning Mo is away!”

    In the face of such an unreasonable slap, Yan Dongsheng’s eyes leaped wildly, arms were held, and the internal force flowed out, and the color of the yellowish color bloomed, shining and shining.

    Earthwork!

    One level!

    Such a solid defense, even if the intercontinental missile can also resist, the sniper gun can not hit the construction of the light shield.

    Yet.

    Qi Dongsheng still feels the crisis of life and death, the cold sweat on his forehead, the flash of death flashes, and he has to scream: “Qingshan Zong is supreme!”

    The next moment.

    The violent right palm, a little bit of strength – Peng! ! !

    When the air is torn, when the air is broken, and between the powers, the right palm is gently hit on the arms of the dragon. The yellow shield is like a weak and inferior toy, which is broken and shattered. On the chest.

    Hey!

    The sound of broken bones and cracks is ringing.

    Hey!

    As a master of the Iron Emperor of Zongyang, his eyes were rounded, his mouth spit and blood, his arms were broken on the spot, and there were obvious depressions in his chest.

    Spirit flash

    Like a broken doll, he fell to the rear and was directly hit by a distance of hundreds of meters, hitting a thick willow tree.

    KA-CHING!

    Willows are cut off at the waist.

    Qi Dongsheng finally stopped his body shape, wowed, spit out the lungs and fragments, and there was a thick horror that could not be stopped.

    How could

    He, hasn’t he already fallen?

    The mind has not yet turned, and Ji Dongsheng sighed in his throat and fell straight to the side. He was stunned by the heavy injury.

    Shocking!

    Just a slap, the sect of the sect is seriously injured!

    Whether it is the four people of Su Shizong, or the many martial arts students present, they are all stunned, stunned in the same place, do not know what to say, almost lost the ability to think.

    There are two reasons.

    The first is the force of the tyrants.

    The second is…The old-fashioned Qingpao, who has fluttering and swaying, and has a singularity, has suddenly become an unreasonable and ruthless old man. The gap between the front and the back is really outrageous and horrifying.

……

    The style of painting is not right!

    This is almost the innermost thought of all martial arts students.

……

    It is worthy of being old!

    The elders of Su Shizong were deeply embarrassed, secretly marveled, and they could have such force when they fell.

……

    Uh.

    Han Dong’s mouth twitched and looked at the ground.

    The person present is his closest.

    He clearly saw two deep furrows on the ground, and the soil rolled over both sides…It was during the process of the drop of 100 meters that Ji Dongsheng fell, trying to stop the traces of his body shape.

    More importantly.

    Just the tumultuous turbulence, the face is coming, it is the air that condenses to the extreme.

    “Fist can blow up the force.”

    “Tieyang Zongzong master can not stop the master, how strong is my master?” There is also a fist that can be seen by chance at the beginning, and the person who fights with the Master is afraid to be stronger than the owner of Tieyangzong. ”

    Thoughts and turns, Han Dong took a breath.

    “Master.”

    He smiled on his face and greeted Ning Mo from: “Thanks to the Master to help.”

    Yum.

    Ning Mo did not take care of Han Dong, the folds of the old face floating out of killing, staring at the soft and distant distance of the Dong Dongsheng, the face changed indefinitely, and finally extremely reluctantly endured the brutal murder.

    There is a problem with the spirit, but it is also reasonable.

    If it is too ferocious, it is not plainly broken the reputation of Castle Peak, unless the people present are killed…Ning Mo licked his mouth and shone.

    “Master?”

    Han Dong asked with fear.

    He always felt that Ning Mo was seemingly brewing something, Han Han is not here, but no one has ruled the master.

    “En.”

    Ning Mo snorted, but hey, it seems stunned.

    Hey.

    Take out a cigarette, Ning Mo from the two fingers, an understatement of a flame, after lighting the cigarette, look at Han Dong.

    “Good apprentice.”

    Ning Mo is strong and squeezes out and smiles: “What did you just say?”

    Shock

    Han Dong almost couldn’t help but retire, but with the morality of respecting his teachers, he also squeezed out the smile: “Wan Xing Shi Zun personally came here to help, the apprentice is grateful.”

    “Oh, you misunderstood.”Ning Mo took a breath and slowly spit out his breath: “The whole family of Chu Dawei has died, and see Chu Dazhen for Shishun.”

    “If it is not dead, kill him for the teacher.”

？？？

    Was it a self-love?Han Dong said without words: “At noon today, the apprentice has already killed him.”

    Oh well.

    Ning Mo smoked a cigarette.

    He licked his eyes and looked like a sigh of sigh, and asked casually: “Well, how many punches did you punch?” Don’t let him go too comfortable. ”

！

    Han Dong was shocked and his face was not changed: “The specific number, the apprentice is also innumerable.”

    “That’s good, I am very pleased with the teacher.”Ning Mo left his mouth and said: “Well, you drive to the division to return to the Soviet Union.”

    Han Dong smiled and said: “Okay.”

    Actually

    He refused, but could not refute.

    Ning Mo is in the front, and Han Dong is behind, going to the silver gray car.

    Between the vast number of luxury cars, this ordinary vehicle is inconspicuous, but it gathers the audience’s gaze, which makes the dusk of the evening shine a sense of silence.

    No one speaks.

    No one is moving.

    I turned into a sculpture and looked at the silver-gray car and left.

    Buzzy

    With the sound of the engine, the car began to accelerate, and Ning Mo was sitting on the co-pilot and slowly pulled out the phone.

    He pulled the screen twice and frowned.

    “apprentice.”

    Ning Mo pointed to the illuminated screen: “How to cancel the WeChat campaign, the number of WeChat steps for the division…There are more than one million displays. ”