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Chapter Thirty-Three

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Qin Mu seemed to have no idea at this time, and punched straight into the void.

Ning Daoqi's face turned pale, and he felt a roar suddenly coming from his ears. Qin Mu's ordinary punch, like an axe that Pangu opened the sky and slashed the earth, bursting the energy beside him into a big mouth.

Ning Daoqi knew that he was not good, so he flew with long sleeves and retreated suddenly, but Qin Mu had accumulated momentum for so long, so it was so easy to get it done. He saw his shoulders suddenly raising, his shoulder blades behind him moved like wings, and his hands raised, and a strong wind blew up the ground, and he hit him like a pine bird riding the wind.

Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky!

Only then did Ning Daoqi realize that he seemed to fall into the shadow of a giant beast, no matter how he retreated, it would be in vain.

The more he activated his internal strength, the more vague his body became, as if he had no weight at all. With Qin Mu's energy, he was moving forward and backward and flying with wide sleeves, as if Qin Mu had done useless work again.

Qin Mu looked at him, but smiled brightly. Ning Daoqi's heart suddenly broke out. Before he could react, he saw Qin Mu's body swelling and suddenly became a burly man two meters tall in the air. His muscles were woven and his whole body was introverted. He had no power to borrow, but he felt that his body was facing Qin Mu's iron fist.

Ning Daoqi's face turned solemn and straightened his fairy bones, his whole body was full of windless sleeves, his bearded and his bearded face became powerful and without waves. Compared with Song Que, who was more like a god, his form became powerful and without waves. Compared with Qin Mu, he punched him out and made mysterious changes that were beyond any description, but he punched Qin Mu's right fist without falsehood.

Pang!

The two of them made a low and dull sound when they fought each other. Everyone around them was sure, feeling their qi and blood were churning, and they didn't have the strength to fight, and they all looked at the place where the two were fighting in horror.

Ning Doqi bounced into the air and spun like a top in the air.

Qin Mu seemed to have endured a more powerful force, and the lightning shot towards the ground. With a loud bang, the soil was cracked inch by inch, and a deep pit suddenly appeared on the ground.

Qin Mu's expression remained unchanged at all. He stepped on the ground with three or four steps barefoot and actually jumped again. His fist intention became even more fierce, and he punched him out from bottom to top.

He was huge, but his speed did not decrease at all. Instead, he brought out a burst of sounds of breaking through the air, which was even more terrifying than before.

I saw Ning Daoqi suddenly let out a long roar, and suddenly calmed down in the air. He fell down the cone like a nail on his head and feet. The nail went to the ground. He was still calm and elegant, and he chanted quickly: If a person walks away from his evil traces, he will walk away from his feet more and more; if he walks faster, his shadow will never leave his body. He does not know that the place where the shadow is resting, and the place where the quiet is resting, he will be very stupid!"

Pan! Pan! Pan! Pan! Pan! Pan! Pan!

The two of them flew dozens of punches in a few breaths.

Both sides abandoned all changes, but only bombarded all the internal strength and strength of their lives with their own ideas and martial arts.

The surrounding buildings seemed to be unable to withstand the destruction of this sound wave, and they were trembling, as if they were about to collapse in a while.

The two of them were even more unbearable. Ning Daoqi's face became paler and his wide robe was already scattered by the fist wind. Qin Mu's face turned red, and his clothes even broke a few big mouthfuls, revealing the knotty muscles inside.

The two of them had water vapor on their heads, but their eyes were even brighter and they remained silent. The wind of the fist gradually subsided, and there was no sound even when they were facing the fist.

Others couldn't understand it, but Shi Zhixuan showed a fascination on his face. He looked at the two of them. He knew that these two warriors with great time had tried their best at this time, and all their strength was used by them to fight the enemy without any squandering.

The elephant is invisible, *******, that's it.

Qin Mu's face became redder and redder, the air around him was already burning, the blood was boiling, and the blood was flowing between his blood vessels, but it was like a storm, roaring forward.

I saw him forming seals with his hands, twisting his thumb with his middle finger (or index finger, ring finger), and the rest of his fingers naturally dissipated.

This seal is one of the five Dharma seals of Sakyamuni - the ******* seal.

I saw a phantom of Yin and Yang suddenly appeared around him, and he moved upwards with his body.

Shi Feixuan and Yang Yanxu even shook even more, remembering the embarrassing situation that day for some reason.

Ning Daoqi felt even more profound. He was obviously above, but he was like an evil demon heretic who was suppressed. The air around him condensed like iron, as if there was nowhere to escape from heaven and earth.

There is no way to avoid it, only to take it head-on.

He sighed in his heart, stretched his hands forward, his five fingers long, and his skin was as bright as jade. He saw his five fingers open, and his energy burst out from his palm, breaking the iron-like prison.

I heard him whisper: "The most powerful man has no self, the gods have no merits, and the saints have no name."

His martial arts are in the void and in the void.

Even if he has no more himself, how can the enemy catch his trace?

Qin Mu felt his heart was empty and he had lost his lock on him. When he looked at him again, he was already standing aside and looking at him with a smile.

The two understood that this battle could only end here.

Although the two of them had their own martial arts, their pursuits were completely different. Qin Mu saw their true nature and went straight, but Ning Daoqi understood the truth that all natures were empty.

If you continue fighting, there will be no result.

Ning Daoqi's face turned from white to red, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

His face was dim, and others like Fan Qinghui were even pale. If Ning Daoqi was defeated, the righteous path would fall from now on.

Ning Daoqi sighed softly, looked at Qin Mu, and said, "I want to thank my fellow Qin for showing mercy."

Qin Mu had no strange looks, and he was also a little regretful: "I don't think of my muscles and bones as my ability, and it's my regret that I can't see you thirty years ago."

Although the two of them had no prestige in martial arts, Qin Mu had reached the pinnacle of external skills. No one in this world was stronger than him. He fought with him for dozens of punches, and Yining Dodge could not stand his age and muscles.

He paused and said, "You should understand what I want you to do."

Ning Daoqi understood and turned to Fan Qinghui and said, "Master Fanzhai, you promised me to read the "Sword Book" that day, and you may keep your promise today?"

Fan Qinghui's face turned pale. Ning Daoqiyuan had also read the "Sword Book", but before the "Death Pass", he would rather resist the temptation and squirt and retreat than refer to it. He was just to find another method. Today, he said that he wanted to close the death pass."

After hundreds of years of Jingzhai, no one could be locked up in death. Ning Daoqi's words were almost equivalent to a declaration of retreat.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, the four great monks and Fan Qinghui all looked at Qin Mu with complicated eyes.

The martial arts community in the Central Plains is about to change.

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