"What? Then I threw it away."

Linglong hurriedly took the Holy Grail from her backpack.

"It's too late!"

As soon as Ning Beichen finished speaking, he heard a loud noise from outside, and the sand cave they had hidden was exposed.

Three men appeared in front of them, two with blond hair and one with white hair. They were all over 1.95 meters tall. The muscles on their bodies were bulging. It was obvious at first glance that they were full of explosive power.

"I'm still chasing you."

Ning Beichen sighed, after all, he still couldn't escape the pursuit of Shenzongting.

Ning Beichen glanced at these three powerful men of Shenzong Court, and was surprised to find that there was a kind of power flowing through them that Ning Beichen had never seen before.

This kind of power is not the kind of internal power that Ning Beichen is familiar with, nor is it a superpower, nor does it look like witchcraft, because Ning Beichen has seen witchcraft at Haitang's place.

But soon Ning Beichen no longer cared about these things. No matter what kind of power, there are countless powers in this world, they will all reach the same destination in the end.

Because the master said to him, only when people are strong can the power be strong.

If a person is weak, it will be useless even if he is given a nuclear power plant.

Ning Beichen deeply agreed with his master's point of view.

"Now I give you two choices. First, you can follow me back home. Second, I will break your bones and take you back."

The white-haired man looked at Ning Beichen and Linglong with contempt and said.

"I choose the third option."

Ning Beichen said in a deep voice.

"There is no third option."

The white-haired man said with a sneer.

"Yes, I said so."

In the past few days, Ning Beichen was also a little tired of Shenzongting's pursuit. He had nowhere to vent his anger, so he made a killing move without any thought of showing mercy.

There was a bang.

Before the white-haired man could even react, Ning Beichen's fist had already landed on his lower abdomen and pierced his body like a drill.

However, when it penetrated his body, Ning Beichen clearly felt an angry force blocking him. Instead, this force was still roaring and cursing in his ears, trying to invade Ning Beichen's body.

But after being crushed by Ning Beichen's master aura, not even the dregs of this roaring power were left.

The other two blond men saw that their companion was punched to death by Ning Beichen, and their expressions changed suddenly. They did not dare to underestimate Ning Beichen anymore, and immediately distanced themselves from him.

However, the dead white-haired man was only the weakest among them. Although Ning Beichen killed him, it failed to scare them, and instead made them furious.

There was a "boom" sound.

A layer of golden light emitted from the bodies of the two blond men, like protective copper plating.

One of the men pulled out a long sword, while the other man took out a hammer, and the weapon glowed with golden light.

"Bang!"

A bullet hit one of the men, but the bullet was cut in the middle by the man's sword.

The shooter was Linglong. She was holding a smoking pistol in her hand. She stared blankly at the bullets cut into two sides on the ground, her eyelids bulging.

"Is this...is this still a human being?"

"Ignorant mortals, you know nothing about the power of Shenzongting!"

The man holding the sword shouted sharply, and swung the long sword forward, and an arc-shaped sword energy flew towards Ning Beichen and Linglong like a bright moon in the sky.

Ning Beichen frowned. It was difficult to avoid this place. The key was that Linglong was still behind him. If he avoided it, Linglong would be in danger.

Thinking of this, Ning Beichen clenched his five fingers and turned into a fist. The inner energy in his meridians surged like the Yellow River, and he punched the sword energy with one punch.

There was a bang.

Ning Beichen's fist energy turned into substance, and he rushed towards the sword light with the powerful power of the grandmaster.

The fist force and the sword light collided with each other, giving Ning Beichen a very strange feeling.

Although the force of the fist leaves the hand, it is not like a bullet that is completely ignored.

Even if it is a bullet, when it is fired, the carrier still produces recoil.

And the same goes for punching strength.

Even though it flew out and left Ning Beichen's fist, the power of the fist was still connected with Ning Beichen. If Ning Beichen was strong, the fist would be strong. If Ning Beichen was weak, the fist would be weak.

This is not like firearms, which adhere to the law of conservation.

So Ning Beichen felt that his fist was passing through a thin film, and this thin film was very strong at first, like a steel plate.

But soon Ning Beichen's fist force penetrated the sword light, and he felt that the force that formed the sword light was gradually collapsing and disappearing in his fist.

There were a few snapping sounds, like rain hitting banana leaves.

The blond man who released the sword light had a four-fingered fist mark on his body, and it was dented.

Poof.

The blond man was vomiting blood. The area where he was hit by the punch had dark red skin and necrotic muscles, and the punch was still wreaking havoc in his wound.

However, the fist power did not last long before a mysterious force emerged from his body, wearing away Ning Beichen's fist power.

Although it was not life-threatening, Ning Beichen's punch had already injured him.

"This... this is impossible. How can this man's power be more terrifying than his divine power!"

The blond man holding the sword was very frightened.

At this time, another man holding a hammer had already rushed towards Ning Beichen. The hammer in his hand turned into a white light and hit Ning Beichen's head.

Ning Beichen felt a terrifying force pressing down on him, but the scary person was not the man holding the hammer, but the hammer the man was holding.

Presumably this hammer is not an ordinary thing, it should be the weapon of Shenzongting.

This hammer is the same as the man's sword before, they should be the same thing.

Ning Beichen thought it strange before that the sword energy released by the man was quite powerful, but the blond man's ability was mediocre and he was easily injured by his punch.

In this way, what is powerful about them is not themselves, but the weapons in their hands.

Thinking of this, Ning Beichen suddenly thought clearly.

It turned out that the powerful force he felt before did not come from them themselves, but from the weapons in their hands.

If it does not come from them, will this weapon become even more powerful if it falls into the hands of a powerful person, such as himself?

Thoughts flashed through Ning Beichen's mind, and he planned to test the power of this hammer head-on.

So Ning Beichen did not retreat. Instead, he took a few steps forward and used his fist and hammer to have a head-on collision.

Bang.

Ning Beichen took a few steps back and then looked at his fists.

I found that the nail caps on all five of my fingers were about to fall off due to the shock, a trace of blood seeped out from between the fingers, and my arms were numb and painful.

"What a powerful hammer!"
Chapter completed!