"Senior Zikun, can I challenge you now?"

Ning Qi looked at Baxia Zikun and smiled lightly.

"Well, you are indeed qualified to challenge me now."

Baxia Zikun smiled and nodded.

Upon seeing this, the nearby monks stepped back several thousand feet and looked at Ning Qi and Baxia Zikun with some expectancy.

One is a genius who passed through Shanhaiguan with a late cultivation level in the Immortal Realm.

One is a late-stage Dharma Realm master who is ranked 93rd on the Azure Dragon Ranking.

Everyone is looking forward to the fight between the two, it will definitely be exciting.

"Ancestor?"

Baxia Pudu glanced at Baxia Zikun.

"You step back first."

Baxia Zikun waved his hand.

"yes."

Baxia Pudu nodded and stepped aside.

Wu Yin frowned slightly. Ning Qi's ability to break through Shanhaiguan has proven his combat power, but he still felt that Ning Qi could not be Baxia Zikun's opponent. After all, Baxia Zikun was on the Qinglong Ranking.

A monk who has been in the late stage of Dharma Realm for ten thousand years is very likely to become a great saint-level figure.

"Persuasion is useless. I hope Baxia Zikun can show mercy to Brother Beixuan for the sake of Great Sage Xuanzhen."

Wu Yin shook his head lightly, gave Ning Qi a "take care of yourself" look, and hid far away. He couldn't bear the aftermath of the monk's attack in the late stage of Dharma Realm.

"Is everything going to be okay, Ancestor..."

Wang Wu stood next to Qiu Feng, his eyes full of worry.

Qiu Feng looked at this scene thoughtfully. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he directly sent a message to the audience: "Everyone, the market is open, the market is open..."

"Indiscriminate gambler, you have become like this, and you are still opening the market? Pay me back the Qinglong Crystal you owe me!"

"It's so reckless!"

"Don't be like this. I'm going to make an upset this time. You can only bet on the ancestor of the Wang family to win, and you'll pay twenty for each one!"

"What? Is there such a thing as gambling?"

"Aren't you sure of winning?"

"That's why it's called an upset. You've just won an upset. Don't you dare to bet? The worst I can do is work for you to pay off your debts for the next thirty thousand years!"

"This guy..."

Wang Wu looked at Qiu Feng in disbelief. At this point, he still dared to open the market!?

"How about it, little brother, do you want to bet on your ancestor to win?"

Qiu Feng looked at Wang Wu with a smile.

Wang Wu's face suddenly changed. It was okay if he didn't speak. But when he spoke, should he bet on it or not? If he didn't bet, wouldn't it mean that he was not optimistic about his ancestor?

If you bet, you will probably lose...

"It's not like even the Wang family's descendants think highly of their ancestor, right?"

General Qiu Fengji said.

"Deposited! I'll deposit this IOU!"

As soon as Wang Wu was provoked, a flash of anger suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he deposited the IOU that Qiu Feng had just given him, which amounted to ten thousand green dragon crystals.

"Securing an IOU?"

Qiu Feng was a little dissatisfied.

"What? You drew this with your own hands, and your soul is imprinted on it. You don't even recognize it?"

Wang Wu sneered.

"IOUs are just IOUs."

Qiu Feng curled his lips.

When the other monks saw this, those who did not get the Azure Dragon Crystal but instead got a lot of IOUs, after thinking for a few moments, they immediately deposited the IOUs.

Qiu Feng sighed in his heart. Although he didn't have the Azure Dragon Crystal, as long as he won, his debt problem would be basically solved.

And he will definitely win!

Will you challenge the late stage of Dharma Realm in the late stage of Immortal Realm?

What a joke!

Qiu Feng looked at Ning Qi gloatingly.

…

"How to fight? You can't decide the outcome by life and death?"

Baxia Zikun looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile.

Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly. If the outcome was determined by life and death, Baxia Zikun's dense blood bar would probably take a month to kill.

"Let's do this. If senior can defeat me within ten moves, I will lose. If not... senior will lose."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

Ten moves!?

This kid is so arrogant!

Hearing this, the nearby monks showed a hint of disdain in their eyes. When Ba Xia Zikun took action, even a monk in the middle stage of Dharma Realm might not be able to sustain ten moves.

And some ordinary monks who just rely on the accumulation of longevity to barely break through to the late stage of Dharma Realm may not be able to sustain ten moves!

"Interesting, are you sure you can withstand ten attacks from me?"

Baxia Zikun smiled lightly.

Ning Qi smiled and said nothing, but looked at Baxia Zikun lightly.

"Okay, as you said, ten moves can't suppress you, so I lose."

Baxia Zikun said calmly.

When Qiu Feng heard this, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart, and then he immediately comforted himself: It's okay, it's okay, he can't survive ten moves, he will definitely be defeated within three moves!

"Senior, please."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Then I'll take action."

Baxia Zikun smiled slightly, raised his hand and punched Ning Qi directly. This punch was ordinary and had no abnormality, but Ning Qi, who was standing opposite him, felt a sense of crisis. This kind of punch was unremarkable.

It felt mysterious and mysterious, as if no matter where he ran away, this punch would follow him.

The Qi machine lock of the Dharma Realm monk is indeed extraordinary.

boom!

Ning Qi blocked his chest with the dragon-slaying sword, and forcefully received Baxia Zikun's punch. His feet inserted into the ground, and the huge force made him fall back crazily, plowing out two long lines on the ground.

Thousands of feet of traces.

There was a dull pain in my chest, and my health had dropped by more than 80 million.

"If this punch had hit my body directly without tracing back to its origin, I'm afraid I would have been hit with 200-300 million health points directly. Any late-stage monk in the Immortal Realm would have been beaten into blood mist right now.

This guy... is trying to kill someone."

Ning Qi's eyes gradually became serious.

It was obvious that Ba Xia Zikun's attitude was not as kind as he appeared on the surface, but underneath his gentle smile, there was endless murderous intent.

"He, he really blocked the ancestor's punch!?"

Baxia Pudu's expression changed slightly. Even if it was him, he might not have been able to block the punch just now. He might have been seriously injured with one punch.

But Ning Qi is like this now. Apart from being beaten and knocked back thousands of feet, there are no external injuries on his body. Even this punch didn't even break his knife.

The nearby monks stared at this scene dumbfounded, and swallowed subconsciously. Being able to withstand a punch from Ba Xia Zi Kun, such a record is already very proud. How many such geniuses can there be in Qinglong Continent!?

"It's just one punch, he won't be able to withstand Baxia Zikun's second punch!"

Qiu Feng murmured to himself.

Wang Wu glared at him.

"This knife..."

Baxia Zikun's eyes fell on Ning Qi's dragon-slaying sword, and he faintly felt a very restrained aura from it.

"Is it specially made for our dragon clan?"
Chapter completed!