Chapter 8 Come and Die

Ning Lang looked at the palm shadow in the sky, his eyes were full of envy, and his mouth was even more arrogant: "Ning Chuan, you are dead, Brother Dahai's broken golden palm can split the golden stone with one palm!"

The corners of Ning Chuan's mouth hooked, and he took a step forward to everyone's surprise, his fists were raised from his chest, his back arched, as if he was a hard bow, he flicked it violently, his fists were swung out, and in an instant, a fist shadow suddenly appeared, and it fell from all directions like a rock. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Bang Bang Bang ......

Four crisp sounds came in a row!

"You actually practiced Bahe Fist to the fourth ring?"

Ning Dahai was well-informed and could see at a glance that Ning Chuan was using the Eight Fists, and a look of horror instantly appeared in his eyes.

Bahequan is comparable to the existence of the middle martial arts, and the cultivation conditions are so harsh, how did Ning Chuan practice!

At the moment when he was distracted, Ning Chuan immediately stepped forward, his fists fell like raindrops, and Ning Dahai's palms were retreating, constantly shrinking the defensive line.

Suddenly, Ning Dahai didn't pay attention to it, revealing a flaw, Ning Chuan naturally wouldn't let go of this, his fist fell, and hit Ning Dahai's chest, and suddenly the latter flew out directly like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into a big tree three zhang away, and the trunk of the big tree burst open instantly.

"Poof......

Ning Dahai spit out a mouthful of blood, his expression languished, he looked at Ning Chuan, his eyes were full of fear: "Impossible...... There's no way you're going to practice Bahe to the fourth ring!"

Ning Chuan straightened his slightly messy clothes, didn't say a word, just looked at Ning Dahai calmly.

This treacherous villain has finally tasted the sin he has done today.

As for the Bahe Fist, Ning Chuan only exerted half of its power, he actually practiced the Bahe Fist to the eighth sound of perfection.

Ning Lang was even more dumbfounded, he didn't expect that Ning Chuan, who was still half a catty and eight taels with him a while ago, could even be defeated by a core disciple like Ning Dahai today.

Is such a terrifying strength actually improved in such a short period of time?

Terrible, terrible!

Ning Lang didn't dare to stay here for another half a moment, so he quietly turned around and left here, but when he turned around, the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

As for Ning Dahai, he trembled and got up, looking at Ning Lang's distant back, he was distracted, he knew that he had been abandoned by Ning Lang and Ning Poshan.

"Get out!" Ning Chuan didn't want to kill them all, after all, they were all children of the Ning family.

Ning Dahai could only grit his teeth and said, "Thank you for not killing!"

After saying that, he clutched his chest and left.

After Ning Dahai left, Ning Chuan couldn't help but feel a little excited, he didn't expect that the power of the Bahe Fist was so terrifying, and the general power could directly defeat the lower martial arts.

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan couldn't help but look up at the sky, maybe his father's soul in the sky was looking at him, maybe his mother also knew that he was getting stronger at this time!

Thousands of miles away, on a gorgeous and magnificent palace that seems to be built in the clouds, a beautiful woman stands at the top of the palace, the woman is about thirty years old, but her appearance is still full of grace, charm, and gorgeous clothes, but her body is full of a destructive aura that makes people's hearts palpitate.

From time to time, around her body, a trace of slender light like a spider web flickered and jumped, and when she looked closely, it turned out to be a trace of thunder and lightning, and when the second thunder and lightning appeared, it was quiet and silent, and there was no sound, but whenever the thunder and lightning appeared, the breath of destruction in the surrounding air would be rich and terrifying!

The woman looked at the sky above her head, the sky above the sky was not a blue sky, the sky here was a huge black whirlpool, lightning and thunder in the whirlpool, from time to time a thunder fell, a huge mountain in the distance was directly bombarded by the thunder into a thunderstorm, bursts of terrifying aura continued to emerge from the whirlpool, if ordinary people stood here, I am afraid that they would be killed directly by the strong breath.

"Chuan'er," the beautiful woman muttered in a low voice......

After returning to the Ning family in Tianfeng City and repelling Ning Dahai, not many people came to fetch medicinal herbs today.

In the evening, Ning Chuan returned to the small courtyard early, put away all the medicinal materials he cultivated, and left a purple sunflower that was about to be used, and then hid all the other medicinal materials in the dark compartment under the bed.

Then looking at the only thin layer of green juice in the small bottle, which was just enough to cover the bottom of the bottle, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Recently, too many medicinal materials have been used, and the green juice in the small bottle is not much, and it cannot be used for the time being until the last resort...... But fortunately, with this purple sunflower, I can enter the Martial Arts Quadruple tonight!"

Not long ago, he was still a martial artist, and it was rare to advance.

But now, he is about to enter the fourfold martial arts, like a dream, and all of this is given by this small bottle!

"Hehe, I fell off the cliff that day, and it was also a blessing in disguise, and I actually picked up this little bottle!"

After a burst of secret joy in his heart, he hid the small bottle as well, and then ate a purple sunflower again.

The medicinal power of purple sunflowers is extraordinary, in the past ten days, Ning Chuan has taken half a year's amount of others, and the medicinal power has accumulated in his body, far exceeding the effect of taking six plants in half a year, not to mention that the quality of the purple sunflower he took far exceeds that cultivated by the family itself.

The moment he took this purple sunflower, Ning Chuan felt that the medicinal power and yuan power accumulated in his body had reached its peak.

It's like the water in the bottle is overflowing, like the ice is beginning to melt, like a thunder flashing in the sky after a long drought for ten years, and finally with a bang, Xiuwei broke through the shackles and reached another vast world!

"Martial Arts Quadruple!"

Ning Chuan opened his eyes suddenly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a natural smile, this time the impact of cultivation was very simple, everything fell into place, there were no accidents.

But at the same time, there is still a lot of medicinal power accumulation in the body.

Of course, these medicinal powers were all used by him to open up the small meridians on the sternum, and the effect was barely enough, and it looked half an inch smaller, and the lightning mark on the chest had increased by two points as he had guessed before.

What surprised him even more was that he took out the cheats of Bahequan and turned the page with his mother's handwriting, and the induction in the lightning mark and his mother's handwriting was also strengthened by a few points!

"It seems that this lightning mark has something to do with my mother, and I will definitely redouble my efforts in the future to completely open this small meridian, so that the lightning mark can fully appear, and see what my mother left me!"

This thought in Ning Chuan's heart suddenly became extremely firm!

And at this moment, the sky outside has already brightened, and a new day has begun.

"Since he is already a fourfold cultivator of the martial arts, then he has to resign from his job as a caretaker of the medicine garden!" Ning Chuan stood up, took out the elixir and the small bottle in the secret compartment under the bed, and hid them on the mountain behind the family, before he walked towards the family council hall.

The family council hall is dedicated to managing the appointment and dismissal of family personnel, Ning Chuan was assigned by the council hall at the beginning, and after five years, he finally came back in a bright light!

Walking into the council hall, the steward of the council hall, Ning Pofeng, was sitting comfortably on the Taishi chair, and the two maids beside him were rubbing their shoulders and pinching their backs, which was very comfortable.

Seeing this, Ning Chuan arched his hand slightly, and said: "Ning Pofeng is in charge, in Xia Ningchuan, the cultivation has reached the fourth level of martial arts, and I also ask the steward to cancel the position of my medicine garden and send others over." ā€

"What?" Ning Pofeng was originally squinting his eyes to tease the maid, and when he saw Ning Chuan coming, he didn't even want to pay attention to Ning Chuan, but Ning Chuan's words suddenly shocked him: "You have reached the Martial Dao Quadruple?"

Ning Chuan took in Ning Pofeng's surprised appearance, but there was no peace in his heart, and he just said lightly: "Yes!"

"Impossible!" Ning Pofeng stood up from the chair with a snort, looked Ning Chuan up and down, and muttered: "Yesterday, Cousin Poshan only said that you have cultivated to reach the Martial Dao Triple Level, how can you be a Martial Dao Quadruple today!"

"Huh?" Ning Chuan's brows furrowed slightly, his face sank, and he remembered that Ning Poshan and Ning Pofeng were brothers, but he still covered up the worries in his heart, after all, his cultivation had reached the fourth level of martial arts, and he would no longer make miscellaneous things like nourishing medicine, which was stipulated by the family, and no one could change it.

Ning Pofeng squinted his eyes, the cold light in his eyes flickered non-stop, and suddenly, he spoke lightly and said, "I don't believe that your cultivation has reached the Martial Dao Quadruple!"

Ning Chuan smiled, and sure enough, as he expected, this Ning Pofeng really wanted to make trouble for him, but he could only find this kind of small trouble: "Then Deacon Ning Pofeng, how do you want me to prove my cultivation?"

"Simple!" Ning Pofeng raised his hand and pointed outside, and said: "My son Ning Jian is the cultivation of the Martial Dao Quadruple, you go to him and have a competition with him, as long as you can survive a stick of incense under him, I believe that your cultivation is the Martial Dao Quadruple!"

"Ning Jian?" Ning Chuan is also familiar with this name, because Ning Jian is in the Ning family, and he is also a genius, only sixteen years old, and he is also a fourfold cultivator of martial arts, if he is asked to prove his strength in a battle, it is not too much.

The most important thing is that Ning Pofeng has the right to let Ning Chuan use this method to prove his strength.

Ning Chuan glanced at Ning Pofeng carefully, and finally slowly spoke, "Okay, since Ning Pofeng has such a request, I will definitely meet it, and I also ask Ning Pofeng to arrange the competition now." ā€

The corners of Ning Pofeng's mouth hooked, and a gloomy color flashed in his eyes: "Hehe...... Okay, I'm still in a hurry, it's okay, I know that my son is now cultivating in the family martial arts arena, I'll take you over now, haha... I hope you don't regret it then!"

Ning Chuan pursed his lips, he felt that this Ning Pofeng seemed to be more than just trying to let him prove his strength, but there was no other way at the moment, just let the soldiers block it, and the water would cover it!

"Follow me!" Ning Pofeng said, striding out.

Ning Chuan immediately raised his heels, and there was a look of confidence between his eyebrows.

Now his cultivation has reached the Martial Dao Quadruple, and there is also the Bahe Fist specially tailored for him, and he has practiced the Bahe Fist to the perfection of the Eight Rings, not to mention the time to hold a stick of incense under the hands of the Martial Dao Quadruple, even if it is under the hands of the Martial Arts Fivefold Master, there is no problem with holding a stick of incense!

Soon, the two came to the family martial arts arena.

In the Ning family, most of the core disciples don't have to do anything, they only need to cultivate, and the family martial arts arena is a place for these core disciples to communicate.

The martial arts arena is more than 100 zhang wide, and the ground is all paved with incomparably hard bluestone, as long as it is not deliberately destroyed, even the masters of the martial arts can cultivate here.

At this moment, the scorching sun is at the head, the martial arts arena is steaming, and dozens of Ning family children are fighting each other and honing their martial arts!

And after Ning Chuan and Ning Pofeng walked into the martial arts arena, Ning Chuan suddenly felt an inexplicable change in the atmosphere around him.

The teenagers stopped their hands one after another and looked towards Ning Chuan, but there was suspicion in their eyes.

"I heard that Ning Chuan was still a martial arts quadruple ten days ago, and today he has reached the martial arts quadruple? Just kidding! He has only been a martial arts quadruple for five years, how can he break through to the martial arts quadruple in ten days?"

"Hehe, I think he probably doesn't want to stay in the medicine garden, so he told this kind of big lie, and wants to leave the medicine garden to enjoy Qingfu!"

"Hehe, fortunately, Ning Pofeng is smart, and he called him here directly, let him have a competition with Brother Ning Jian, and he will definitely expose his lies when the time comes!"

The words of the teenagers drilled into Ning Chuan's ears, but Ning Chuan's face was still as usual, he knew in his heart that these words must have been passed by Ning Pofeng's old puppet just took the opportunity, and their purpose was nothing more than to make him mentally disordered and lose the competition.

But it's a pity that Ning Chuan's mother has taught Ning Chuan countless times since he was a child, and he must be a man who is not shocked when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.

He didn't understand this truth before, but with the passage of time, especially the recent events, he understood that strength is everything, and the honor and disgrace given to him by others are just floating clouds.

So now the words of these teenagers can't shake Ning Chuan's mind at all.

"Ning Chuan, even if you can reach the Martial Arts Quadruple, you dare to come over and challenge me?

At this moment, a sneer came, and a voice suddenly sounded in the square, echoing in everyone's ears!

Ning Chuan raised his eyes and looked over, only to see that ten zhang away, a young man in a green shirt had his hands behind his back, a slight sneer on his slightly dark face, and a pair of annoying Danfeng eyes were looking here, his eyes were full of disdain, and there was a hint of sarcasm!

Seeing Ning Chuan looking over, the young man in green shirt spoke again, and said, "What are you still rubbing, come and get your death!"