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Chapter 14 Dodge Qinghui, Yang Su Hongfo

"Ning Dodge?"

Countless people exclaimed, Ning Daoqi's prestige is known to anyone who is a martial artist, and he has the faint reputation of the first master of the Central Plains martial arts, and his strength can be imagined.

"I know that these people are restless, hateful, hateful, and really deserve to be killed!"

Yang Lin, Wu Jianzhang and other ministers who were loyal to Yang Jian were all furious and hated, but they couldn't intervene in this level of battle and could only watch.

"Jianghu Wulin has always been dissatisfied with Wang Hua, and would not stand by and watch Yang Jian break through. I didn't expect Ning Daoqi to make a move himself!"

Yang Su, Li Yuan, Yu Wenhua and other ministers from aristocratic families sneered in their hearts. They didn't want Yang Jian to break through, and even secretly made various tricks to prevent Yang Jian from doing so.

In fact, Yang Jian's breakthrough didn't have much impact on Ning Daoqi!

Ning Daoqi is a member of the Taoist school, but he has little to do with the Taoist school, and he doesn't care whether the Taoist school lives or dies.

It can be said to be alone!

With his terrifying cultivation base in the Heavenly Realm, even if Yang Jian breaks through, he will treat him with courtesy. He can't afford to take huge risks to stop Yang Jian from breaking through!

However, Ning Daoqi has a very close relationship with Cihang Jingzhai. It is said that he has an ulterior secret and a very close relationship with Fan Qinghui, the current head of Cihang Jingzhai.

Maybe it has reached a negative distance.

If it is for Cihang Jingzhai's status in the martial arts, it is not unreasonable for him to make a move.

After all, once Yang Jian breaks through, Cihang Jingzhai, a holy place of martial arts, must be the first force to be suppressed.

Boom!

In the sky, the Great Sui Zijin Dragon of Luck roared in the sky, and crashed headlong into the big palm that covered the sky.

Click!

The big palm was broken, and the Dragon of Luck was also dimmed, and it let out a mournful cry, and countless people in the Sui Dynasty felt inexplicably concerned.

puff!

"hateful!"

Yang Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with boundless hatred, the Dragon of Luck was damaged in order to protect him!

As the lord of a country, he was also backlashed by luck, causing him to be seriously injured as soon as he broke through.

Moreover, the injury caused by luck backlash this time may not be difficult to recover in decades.

"Yang Jian, die!"

Suddenly, a big black palm with boundless demonic energy descended from the sky and pressed down on Yang Jian.

Thousands of miles of clouds in the sky were dyed black, and the mighty coercion swept across the entire imperial city, as if turning from day to night in an instant.

There were frequent strange phenomena in everyone's eyes, and there seemed to be howling ghosts and roaring beasts in their ears, as if they had fallen into the [-]th level of Asura hell, and they were suddenly shocked and shuddered.

"To Yutian!"

Yang Jian was filled with resentment, and another one came to take advantage of the fire. He gritted his teeth and entered the body with a lucky dragon.

The light of the fist turned into a purple gold dragon god, and the dragon roared, tragically and fiercely, facing the boundless demon palm.

Countless warriors trembled, and the sky had turned golden and black, like a battle between gods and demons, destroying heaven and earth.

"Ning Daoqi, Xiang Yutian!"

In Prince Jin's mansion, Ye Donghuang looked up at the sky with long eyes. It seemed that the sun, moon and stars were turning, and the universe and galaxies were being destroyed and born.

bump!

The golden dragon collided with the black magic palm, without any accident, the magic palm shattered, and the golden dragon rushed into the distance.

A roar and muffled hum sounded, and the world returned to calm.

"Who else?"

Yang Jian's eyes were squinting, his aura was overwhelming, like an undefeated god and demon, his voice was rolling, sweeping across the land of Kyushu.

"At the end of the crossbow, there is nothing to fear!"

On a distant mountain top, a handsome old man looked at Yang Jian in the sky above Daxing City with deep eyes, and spoke indifferently.

Behind him was a little boy. The little boy was not very old, but he carried a pair of sledgehammers in both hands that were bigger than himself.

"Yuanba, let's go!"

The old man withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "The Li family has the appearance of a real dragon. When you complete your studies, you will be able to assist your father and brother to become a peerless hegemony!"

There was some doubt in the little boy's eyes. With his low IQ, it was difficult to understand what the old man said at this time. Without saying a word, he followed the old man and left.

……

Cihang Jingzhai.

puff!

An old man with a ruddy complexion in E Guanbo suddenly turned pale, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his breath sank.

"Scattered man, how are you?"

An ethereal, extremely beautiful nun hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, her beautiful eyes were concerned.

She is Fan Qinghui, the current head of Cihang Jingzhai, one of the two holy places of martial arts today, and the old man in front of her is Ning Daoqi, who is known as the number one master of martial arts in the Central Plains.

"The luck of a country is really strong. This time I was seriously injured. I must cultivate myself!"

Ning Daoqi sighed, and didn't know whether this shot was worth it or not.

"This time I've got Sanren involved, Qinghui feels uneasy, so let's take Sanren down to rest!"

Fan Qinghui helped Ning Daoqi up, and walked towards the secret room.

……

Somewhere on the top of a mountain.

puff!