Chapter 733: Flying (3)

Ning Chengfo's footsteps fell very lightly, so light that he didn't even step on the half of the leaf under his feet. However, his foot fell very heavy again, making everyone's hearts tremble, and even a few people couldn't help but show an expression as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Xiao Jiu, I said, I admire you very much." Ning Zhifo said as he reached out and untied the knot tied to his chin, "Born in Buddhism, grew up in Buddhism, in my life, I have seen too many people who take the common people in the world as their own responsibility." However, we all know very well in our hearts that we take the common people in the world as our own responsibility and for ourselves. ”

"You often say that you are not a hero, but you do give a miracle to many people, and who said that only chivalry and heroes can give miracles?" After untying the knot, Ning Zhifo's palm slowly rested on the edge of the hat on his head, "When chatting that day, I suddenly found out that you also need a miracle. ”

The hat was slowly uncovered, and Ning Chengfo's face was like a crown of jade, eyes like stars, and his face was red and white, and he was finally exposed to the sun. It was also at this moment that everyone present, whether it was Hua Manlou, Hua Wuji, Di Fei, Bai Choufei, at this moment, everyone's brilliance was taken away by him alone. Even Jin Haoya, who was in the distance, couldn't help but look at Ning Yingfo, and then looked at Mingzhu for flaws, and then shook his head with some pity.

Mu Xiaojiu had already understood what Ning Chengfo meant, so he glanced back at Ning Chengfo, and then said with some worry: "Master Ning, you are a lot more handsome." ”

It's not so much that the Ning Buddha at this moment is more handsome than before, but it is better to say that the Ning Buddha at this moment finally released all his brilliance. His appearance, his martial arts, his talent, and the kind of holiness and dazzle that he exudes from his bones.

If it was said that such a holy Buddha Ning Cheng did those good deeds for himself, Mu Xiaojiu would not believe it if he was killed. Mu Xiaojiu couldn't even help but think, maybe Ning Chengfo was the kind of natural big man, a natural protagonist, or even a person who was favored by God.

He has always felt that the little emperor Yingluan is already very good. But he didn't expect that Ning Chengfo would be even better.

It's just that excellence is useless after all.

Genius, just genius. Ning Chengfo is a genius, and he is even a thirteen peerless monk who has not learned Za A Han Gong. However, the peerless realm is the peerless realm, he is not the opponent of Guan Qi of the Ascending Heaven Realm after all, he can't go against the sky after all. And at this moment, on this battlefield, Guan Qi is the sky.

Ning Zhifo smiled, cleared the white teeth, and looked so good that characters like Shi Guanyin and Ying Yue couldn't help but think a little, "You need a miracle, then, I'll give you a miracle." ”

"No flowers." Ning Chengfo's voice was clear, and the moon-white monk's robe on his body was hunting in the wind.

Wuhua, who is known as the Seven Wonderful Monks, looked at Ning Chengfo at this moment, and for the first time in his life, he felt a sense of self-shame in his eyes. So, he didn't answer, just bowed his head slightly.

"Wuhua, you said that I am the Thirteen Absolute Divine Monks." Ning Zhifo smiled, "But you're wrong, I'm not a thirteen-year-old monk, or even a twenty-three-year-old monk." ”

Many people heard the sound of Ning Chengfo's words, so they looked at him in shock.

"Shaolin Temple has seventy-two stunts." Ning Chengfo moved his gaze back to Guan Qi, who had been staring at him, "Up to now, I have practiced thirty-seven. ”

"Guan Qiye, you have been famous for a long time, I don't know, dare to fight with me." Ning Chengfo finally gave a war letter to Guan Qi. When he said this, his face was as usual, and Guan Qi suddenly laughed.

Not just laughing, but also ecstatic laughter.

"Thirty-seven Shaolin stunts, hahaha, no wonder, no wonder you can set foot in the realm of ascending to the sky at such an age!" Guan Qi grinned, and the sword qi in the sky finally stopped circling around him, but began to tremble wildly.

It turns out that Ning Cheng Buddha is also the realm of ascending to heaven?

Mu Xiaojiu finally showed a smile on his face.

Miracle? Master Ning, it turns out that you really want to give me a miracle.

To tell the truth, he was on the verge of despair just now. When manpower is exhausted after all, when Guan Qi stands here, what does it mean, what is the plan? What measurements? It's all empty talk. Just as after Ye Gucheng stepped into the gods, he split a godless palace with a sword; Just as he ascended to the Grandmaster Realm, Xue Baobao returned in vain, and directly crippled the moment of Fanghua.

However, Ning Chengfo's efforts to turn the tide and successfully put all his plans back on track.

But Mu Xiaojiu didn't say the word thank you, because he knew that Ning Chengfo didn't need it, and he didn't want to hear it, and for Ning Chengfo, the only thing he needed now was for Mu Xiaojiu to continue.

Go ahead and finish the game, even if the end result is death.

Ning Chengfo meditated silently in his heart, and then raised a hand to Guan Qi.

This move, this first move, is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, to worry about.

Guan Qi laughed wildly and didn't move, and several sword qi split out from the sword qi in the sky, and at the same time rushed to Ning Chengfo's finger, which was called "carefree" finger.

Master Xuanku looked at this finger and thought in his heart.

Master Zu Ming looked at this finger and looked at Mu Xiaojiu in disbelief.

The honest monk looked at this finger and suddenly began to scold himself for being dishonest.

This finger does not go to the troubles of the Buddha himself, nor to the troubles of his opponent Guan Qi, let alone the troubles of everyone present. This finger, Ning Zhifo only worries about Mu Xiaojiu's troubles.

At the moment when the sword qi collided with this finger "carefree", Guan Qi and Ning Chengfo suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were already far away.

However, although the people are gone, the residual power is still there. For a while, not only did no one dare to do anything, but no one even dared to say anything.

"Ah sneeze ......" The little monk Qingyun had an itchy nose and couldn't help but sneeze. This sneeze not only startled him, but also startled everyone present.

Then, the next moment, Zhao Min came back from his trance and raised his hand.

Although Yang Tou and the other four people from the North Underworld Tower were unwilling, they still returned to the camp as promised, and they also knew that it would be difficult to deal with Mu Xiaojiu with just a few of them.

Mu Xiaojiu didn't stop or move, just stood quietly in the middle of the battlefield. The hole flute that had been cut in two by Guan Qi's sword qi had already been retracted into his hand.

Zhao Min looked at Mu Xiaojiu, and there was no sadness or joy on her face, as if the grudges with Mu Xiaojiu had been completely forgotten by her.