The more you reach the pinnacle of the master.

The fewer moves you make.

But the associated impact and even lethality are extremely shocking.

For example, Shi Zhixuan, who was carved like this, was only subjected to the power of Ning Chen's two punches, but the injuries suffered by his internal organs were beyond the limit of his bearing.

The reason why he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground at the moment of receiving a slap was just to maintain his mind, so as not to continue to collapse and bring greater hidden dangers.

The wind comes and goes.

Came.

The python robe raised high still made an endless sound one after another.

Ning Chen put his hands behind his shoulders and quietly looked at Shi Zhixuan, who was sitting in the empty square.

Hao Shaoqing and the others stood in place, never daring to move freely.

After a long time, Shi Zhixuan opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Killing the saint, what does it feel like?" ”

Ning Chen was stunned at first, and then laughed.

However, killing a saint with your own hands, how to say, should also be very comfortable, right?

"The old man has lived for one hundred and twenty years, and the martial arts luck he saved halfway can be described as quite precious."

Shi Zhixuan raised his head and said with a complicated look in his eyes, "A sage's luck, how about changing the sword valley for fifty years?" ”

He wanted to use the martial arts luck he had accumulated to form a deal with Ning Chen.

However, Ning Chen shook his head and directly vetoed, "Not how." ”

Shi Zhixuan was puzzled, "Why is this?" ”

"This king is not eaten by the mouth."

Shi Zhixuan was quite puzzled, "It's not a food that comes here, right?" It's a deal at best. ”

Ning Chen touched his nose, and the corners of his mouth always maintained a faint smile.

In fact, when he reaches his level, it is easy to be greedy and not rotten if he absorbs the martial arts luck of outsiders out of thin air, especially the luck of a great sage.

People, or know how to be sufficient.

"Why don't you scatter it in the heavens and the earth, so that future generations can get these opportunities?" Ning Chen suggested.

Shi Zhixuan's face still maintained a puzzled look.

He wondered if Ning Chen would refuse so neatly.

After thinking about it again, I was quite disappointed in my heart, it seemed that this time Sword Valley really couldn't keep it.

Recently, this young prince was determined to eradicate Qiushui Sword Valley, and he didn't even give him the opportunity to leave a plaque and inherit it.

"Why do you want to kill them all like this?"

Shi Zhixuan sighed.

Ning Chen simply sat opposite Shi Zhixuan, looking playful.

Shi Zhixuan raised his head, and after glancing at Ning Chen a few times, his eyes became more and more cloudy, and at the same time, his spirit was rapidly declining at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

As the saying goes, death is like a lamp going out.

At this moment, Shi Zhixuan is like a swaying lamp, showing signs of going out at any time.

"When I was young, I was dedicated to studying martial arts, and I aspired to become invincible in the world, so that I missed too many wonderful things on the road of life, and now I come back to my senses, in fact, it's a pity......"

Shi Zhixuan sighed softly and repeated, "It's really a pity. ”

"If I could do it all over again, I would definitely choose to be with her and never leave my hometown again."

His head dropped an inch again.

After that, the tone muttered.

Ning Chen didn't hear what the other party was talking about.

In the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, some people are bent on going their own way without distractions, and they are bound to pursue an ethereal road to the top, while others are still standing still in place with half their lives.

Compared to these people, he Ning Chen is actually very lucky.

After a setback when I was young, the road of life, frank and open, walked through the Supreme, walked through the Semi-Saint, the Sub-Saint, and now the Great Sage who has reached the top.

Soaring and unstoppable.

At a moment of slight distraction, Shi Zhixuan longed to make his cloudy eyes clearer.

But the harder he tried, the more blurry it became, and in the end, he couldn't see Ning Chen, who was close at hand.

Ning Chen got up and patted Shi Zhixuan's shoulder, feeling a little pity.

I thought that the other party could hold on to another round, but now it seems that this saint is really old, and after two rounds, he has completely exhausted his foundation.

"Go all the way."

Whispering softly, Ning Chen raised his gaze and looked at Hao Shaoqing, who was stunned not far away.

Then, walked over.

This action made the entire Sword Valley silent.

Then he turned his gaze to look at Shi Zhixuan, who couldn't sit down, and found that the other party's head suddenly drooped, and his body was completely drooping.

"Old, Ancestor?" Hao Shaoqing's eyes were full of sadness, and his lips were trembling.

If you really can't keep the Autumn Water Sword Valley.

It's really still in calamity.

Rumble!

Hao Shaoqing shivered coldly, and then knelt on his knees on the spot.

This kneeling can be regarded as a complete surrender.

Ning Chen stood in front of Hao Shaoqing and asked, "Since the first time you made a fuss about the name of this king, have you ever thought that this king is not a good stubble?" ”

Hao Shaoqing lowered his head and was silent.

"Get up." Ning Chen said.

With the support of the same door, Hao Shaoqing was able to stand up, even if he was face to face with Ning Chen, he didn't dare to look at the latter, his gaze was always uncertain.

Ning Chen said, "Accept it or not?" ”

"provoked a great sage, I, Hao Shaoqing, dare not have the slightest complaint." Hao Shaoqing said with a bitter expression.

Ning Chen nodded, "Then send you on the road, and you have nothing to say?" ”

Hao Shaoqing glanced at Shi Zhixuan not far away, with a sad expression.

Even the great sage of this sect was completely sent to Huangquan Road, where did a second-class person like him escape?

Ning Chen leaned over and slapped it at Hao Shaoqing's forehead.

Hao Shaoqing suddenly felt a huge shock in his body, and after staggering back a few steps, his face was snow-white.

"This king gives you five days to arrange the aftermath."

A big hand twitched.

The plaque of Sword Valley hanging on the lintel was blown apart on the spot.

The four gilded characters have been broken and can't be found at all.

The surrounding disciples, looking at the broken plaques, were simply full of sorrow.

The finger that was attached to Hao Shaoqing's forehead just now nodded, obviously it had completely cut off Hao Shaoqing's vitality, since the former clearly said five days, then Hao Shaoqing was destined to only have five days to live.

And, from now on, Sword Valley will no longer exist on the rivers and lakes.

"Bury Shi Zhixuan well."

Ning Chen dropped such a sentence and turned around to leave.

"Congratulations to the King of the Side-by-Side."

Hao Shaoqing arched his fists with both hands and bowed down to bid farewell to Ning Chen, who was drifting away.

After descending the mountain, Song Que, who had been waiting for the scene, immediately wrapped Ning Chen in a shawl.

At the same time, a carriage was also parked next to it.

"Quickly return to Beichuan." After Ning Chen got into the carriage, he didn't continue to delay.

Song Que turned around and waved his hand.

Nearly 100 black shadows around the area began to evacuate synchronously.

The Dafeng Dynasty, the Tuoba Dynasty, and even the Northern Dynasty, all kinds of major events are still a mess, and there is really no time now, and it is too long to delay outside.

When the carriage passed through Chenmen, it only slowed down for a while, and then disappeared.

Chen Zhao and Chen Cheng stood quietly under the eaves.

Looking at this young prince, he gradually walked away.

(End of chapter)