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The first thousand two hundred and eighty-nine chapters What kind of palm method are you!

"bring it on."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

Before he finished speaking, Baxia Zikun seemed to pull a bow and shoot an arrow. His fist slowly stretched to his shoulders. All the spiritual energy in the radius of tens of thousands of miles condensed towards Baxia Zikun. A huge vortex appeared above Baxia Zikun's head. He still did not intend to use the Dharma to suppress Ning Qi.

"Hiss..." The monks nearby took a breath and dominated Zi Kun's understanding of the world made them out of reach. If they did not use the Dharma image and swung their fists purely with the power of their physical body, they could only mobilize the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles. This was the ultimate. If they used the Dharma image, their power would increase by hundreds of times.

In other words, if the Dharma image of Baxia Zikun is moved, the spiritual energy within a radius of millions of miles will be used by him.

Boom! Baxia Zikun swung out a punch, and a huge mushroom cloud suddenly rose in the seat where Ning Qi was originally located. The earth shook, and the aftermath fluctuated everywhere. The nearby monks quickly turned around and ran with their pants, running for dozens of miles before stopping to look in the direction where Ning Qi was.

"It should be...dead?

Except for the late-stage monks in the Dharma Realm, it is impossible for the eternal life monks to survive such an attack, right?"

If Baxia Zikun hit them, one hundred people would probably die on the spot! They didn't believe that Ning Qi could survive such an offensive! "Hahaha! I've accepted your IOU!"

Qiu Feng's crazy laughter suddenly rang out.

Because he saw that after the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, a huge pit that was thousands of feet long appeared at the place where Ning Qi stood! And there was no Ning Qi in the huge pit.

He must have been beaten up! Qiu Feng was very happy.

Wang Wu's expression was very ugly, and he subconsciously wanted to chase there. At this time, Wu Yin's figure moved slightly and appeared beside Wang Wu, stretched out his hand on Wang Wu's shoulder, and said lightly: "Your ancestor is not dead yet, don't go over and join in the fun. Any aftermath will be enough to break you into pieces."

"Never died yet?"

Wang Wu was half-believing and half-doubted, and a hint of hope surged in his eyes. Wu Yin was a cultivator in the Dharma Realm. He should be able to believe what he said?

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Yin finished speaking, a figure filled with lightning broke out from the huge pit and then attacked Baxia Zikun.

"Uh..." Qiu Feng's laughter came to an abrupt end, and he looked at the scene in disbelief, "How could it be... why is he not dead yet!?"

"This guy actually took the initiative to attack Baxia Zikun?"

"I'm so brave. If I were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the courage to stand in front of Baxia Zikun."

The monk nearby took a breath.

Baxia Zikun looked at Ning Qi's figure, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. At the same time, he was also a little confused. Even his two punches were just now, even an ordinary late-stage cultivator in the Dharma Realm was enough to be seriously injured. Why did this kid seem to be fine?

Is he the ancestor of the Wang family or is he an existence with the bloodline of the dragon or demon clan?

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! Ning Qi rushed to Baxia Zikun and slapped it out with a palm. Seven silver dragons instantly broke out and attacked Baxia Zikun with extremely violent power of law.

A trace of disdain flashed in Baxia Zikun's eyes, and he let the palm technique hit him.

How strong can the attack power of a monk in the Eternal Realm?

Just an ant.

"See if you can withstand my punch."

Baxia Zikun raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth. At the moment when the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms hit him, he punched Ning Qi. This scene made everyone excited and the two of them had already started to fight head-on! The power that was enough to boil the entire ocean invaded Ning Qi's body wildly and rushed into each of his cells. The power of the law in the cell independently rushed towards this force to prevent the force from continuing to invade.

Boom! Ning Qi was knocked away instantly like a shell.

At the same time, Baxia Zikun also showed an incredible look on his face. After he endured Ning Qi's palm, he actually felt like he wanted to vomit blood.

It landed heavily on the ground. Ning Qi slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Baxia Zikun with a faint smile. The health value on his head was gone, about one-twentieth. Baxia Zikun's health value was not weaker than Ning Qi, and it was more than one billion, which was equivalent to this palm. Ning Qi beat Baxia Zikun's blood volume of more than 50 million! If you calculate carefully, the attack power of Ning Qi's palm is no less than that of late-stage cultivators in the Dharma Realm, but it is only effective for the dragon clan.

Ignoring defense is equivalent to real damage! As a dragon clan, Baxia Zikun's terrible defense is like a layer of fragile window paper in front of Ning Qi, which can be broken with one stab.

In addition, Ning Qi has more than twice the damage bonus against the dragon clan! The nearby monk looked at Ning Qi with a dull face, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes. This guy actually fought with Baxia Zikun head-on and did not die?

Seeing this scene, everyone almost understood why Ning Qi was able to pass Shanhaiguan.

"Feng Jiuxian was almost invincible in the Qinglong Continent. Several great saints joined forces to beat him to nowhere. Now, his son is so strong. Will the scene from hundreds of years ago be reincarnated again?"

A chill rose from their hearts. Hundreds of years ago, because of the strong rise of Fengjiu Immortal, I don’t know how many Dharma-Essence Realm cultivators in the Qinglong Continent were killed directly by him because of provoking him. Later, because they wanted to encircle Fengjiu Immortal, many Dharma-Essence Realm cultivators in the seven great fairylands died, which can be said to be full of bones.

Now the son of Fengjiu Immortal seems to be stronger than Fengjiu Immortal. With his cultivation level in the late stage of the Eternal Realm, he dominated Zi Kun with the famous late stage master of the Dharma Realm on the Qinglong List and was undefeated. I am afraid that Fengjiu Immortal may not be able to do this at the beginning! "What kind of palm technique are you?"

Baxia Zikun looked at Ning Qi in surprise.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

"What's your knife?"

Baxia Zikun said coldly.

"Dragon Slaying Sword."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

Dragon subduing?

Dragon slaying?

When the nearby dragon clan heard this, he immediately looked at Ning Qi angrily. His palm technique was actually called Dragon Subduing?

This clearly does not take their dragon clan seriously! "Old Ancestor Zi Kun, please kill this ant that insults our dragon clan!"

A dragon roared.

Suddenly, hundreds of dragon clans agreed, and the sound of dragon roars were all in the field.

Seeing the dragon clan getting angry, a hint of horror appeared on the faces of the monks nearby. Could this guy be crazy?

In the fairyland of Domination, say such disrespectful words to the dragon clan?

Dragon subduing?

Which dragon should I surrender?

Dragon slaying?

Which dragon should be slaughtered?

"Damn it, don't implicate our human monks to be purged!"

Many monks secretly gritted their teeth at Ning Qi. If someone asked you for your name, wouldn’t they just make up one?
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