"Thousand-handed!"

When Ning Yi shouted these two words, Jiang Lin wanted to sweep back, but found that it was too late. The sea water was drawn by a huge force. The distance between the two was three feet. Based on the two, within a radius of one meter, the sea water was hit by a rapid and majestic huge palm, and it was vaporized in an instant.

The young monster raised his arms, and a large piece of palm print was instantly sunken on his forearm bones, followed by his chest and abdomen. He protected his cheeks tightly, and hit the surface of his skin with heavy hammers. He could feel that the other party's tricks were all concentrated on his face... What kind of sinister and despicable guy is this?

Ning Yi did not let out a breath, and a long roar was like a dragon's roar. The dense fists and palms all hit the body of the burly monster. During this period, gold and black patterns continued to appear outside the surface of the body. This was a secret body protection technique that was not passed down by the Qilin lineage. As soon as it surfaced, Ning Yi broke into pieces, bloomed on the bottom of the sea, rolling with a bang!

The young monster held his breath, one by one, another, and the other, when he punched Ning Yi's oil paper umbrella, it was a reverse version of the current situation.

Ning Yi's eyes were indifferent. He swept the sea water in front of him at an extremely fast speed, and every punch and palm fell on the other party. This was a confrontation between the body and a duel of perseverance!

The divine nature in his body is still endless. At this moment, he wants to see if this big monster can withstand his fists and kicks?!

Finally, after Ning Yi abused and ravaged half of the incense stick, the Qilin monster who secretly learned the "turtle breath technique" at the head of the Badu city still could not resist the continuous attack. He finally couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his arms and was hit by Ning Yi's "mountain and river seal" on his cheek. His bloody energy shot out, but he freed up an excellent opportunity. The two of them exchanged punches and retreated back to their respective camps again.

Ning Yi's fists and feet fell into his sleeves. He raised one of his heels slightly and pressed against Xixue Jian's body. He adjusted his breathing, formed a straight line between his spine and his body, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and did not speak or speak. The water flowing under the sea blew his cuffs, and his whole body was like a piece of dead wood.

This is the sequelae after using the "Thousand Hands". The huge load is pushed back on Ning Yi. His soul sea has already boiled and turned to heaven. If he didn't kill this Kirin monster directly, he would have to endure this torture.

Ning Yi let out a breath, and the divine nature in his body was squandered by the Thousand Hands just now. At this moment, he slowly made up for it and quickly returned to the boiling state of the river. He wanted to pounce on it again and fight the big monster with pleasure. However, the reaction force of the Thousand Hands was too great. He was still suffering from physical pain and could not use this attack technique for the second time in a short period of time.

The Qilin monster in the distance was terrible, and there were traces of sunken by the fist and palm prints everywhere, especially on the cheeks, which originally raised his arms to protect the surface, causing his arms to bend and unshaped. Finally, in order to understand the dilemma, when he raised his arms, he was hit by Ning Yi's "mountain and river seal", and two lines of blood surged out of his nose.

The bloodline of this young monster was extremely strong. At first, the nose bleeding was like an arrow, and it could not be stopped. Now it has been slightly healed, but no matter how you wipe it, it will soon flow back.

Even when he was fighting against Cao Ran, he had never had such a mess!

If you hit someone or not, the younger generation of cultivators in the Sui Dynasty are not powerful figures who have walked out of the holy mountain. They claim to be three-pointed and will never use such despicable means.

Jiang Lin stared at Ning Yi and said word by word: "What kind of martial arts are you just using?"

Ning Yi's voice was calm, and his eyes never left Jiang Lin's cheeks, especially the other party's nose. When Jiang Lin was talking, wisps of nosebleeds overflowed in the sea water. This scene immediately made Jiang Lin notice. He immediately thought of the moment when the mountain and river seals were in contact with his nose, and his heart suddenly felt extremely angry.

This is not the end...

Ning Yi stared at Jiang Lin. He was thinking at the moment that the blood of this young monster was really great. Even if it dispersed, it was still a pure golden color. It could be smelled from a distance, with an attractive smell. It is said that the Qilin blood is a rare treasure. Drinking it can enhance the body, but it carries a very poisonous person. If the drinker has a weak body, it will be like drinking poison wine and will soon die suddenly.

With Ning Yi's appetite, he didn't mind trying it, what does the blood of this Qilin monster feel like?

Jiang Lin's heart was covered with clouds. He pulled out the gold and silver knife and gritted his teeth and said, "Why, do you still want to taste my blood?"

Ning Yi's face was calm. He slowly grabbed Xixue and whispered: "The top three demon cultivators in the world of the demon clan suffered a great loss here. If they talked about it, would you be devastated?"

Jiang Lin sneered: "No one will tell you, you both will die here."

Ning Yi said "Oh" and he chuckled, "I hope to hear it carefully."

The "Shui Hunting" rose up from the ground, rolling up a bunch of mud and dust, and the debris in the sky swirled open in the sea, like a water tornado, shattering and shattering.

Ning Yi did not retreat at all, and spun out the thin snow sword edge and cut it down.

A long white light burst out from the intersection of water hunting and fine snow.

The two cheeks were almost pressed together.

Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "If the star-bright demonic power is not banned here, I have already cut you under the knife at this moment."

"If you say so?" Ning Yi said tit-for-tat and sarcasticly: "If I had a son like you in the future, I would only be able to talk. I would rather beat him to death in my cradle than lose this person!"

Jiang Lin was angry and rushed to the crown. The gold and silver were flat and rolled up from the ground. Ning Yi stepped on the tip of the knife, jumped high, leaned back and turned over, and his whole body fell slightly. The tip of the thin snow sword was pressed against the back of the water hunting knife. The tip of the knife rolled like thunder. Ning Yi's sword edge was like a butterfly passing through the flower. The two of them went up and down, sweeping through the water dragon. The water droplets in the sky were clearly divided because of the battle between the sword energy and the sword energy, and began to roll.

Jiang Lin's "Shui Hunting" is a sharp weapon drawn from the ancient tomb of his father. He is invincible. With the rank of the water hunting, he walks through the world of the demon clan. He has hardly encountered magic weapons that can withstand several collisions. The human boy in front of him, the strange umbrella sword, is not afraid of hunting water at all.

Although this includes a large part of the ban on star-glorious demon power, it is still an incredible thing.

"Are you a sword cultivator?"

Jiang Lin and Ning Yi were together, fighting each other with swords and swords. He did not feel how dangerous Ning Yi's sword energy brought him, but he no longer dared to take it lightly at this moment. The young man in front of him, the two previous battles, was not revealed, but at the most critical moment, he used a terrifying power to directly change the situation of the battle.

Ning Yi's mind was all focused on the snow.

Each sword handed out requires the divine nature in his body. The young monster's sword technique is extremely powerful. If the path of sword cultivation corresponds to the sword path, his sword path will at least be one level higher than himself!

The young monster seemed to be able to feel that the young man in front of him could not talk about how smart the sword technique was, but it involved himself and had a great force. This was a very distressing thing for him.

When he was fighting for fists and feet and wanted to use brute force to subdue brute force, Ning Yi played Tai Chi and started gossip, and wanted to make a big move. Finally, he had no choice but to use the incredible secret technique of "Thousand Hands".

Although his sword fighting was exquisite, Ning Yi did not give him the opportunity to use it. Each sword was powerful and had no beauty. However, the sword fell down with one sword, and he had no choice but to make it impossible for him to use it.

If there are really so-called natural enemies... Then Jiang Lin believes that the young man he met in this underwater bedroom blocked by starlight is the most restrained natural enemies.

The two fought with swords and swords, wandering around, and slid dozens of feet.

Jiang Lin showed a flaw, deliberately exposing his neck, waiting for Ning Yi to come.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes and slashed with his sword without hesitation.

The thin snow cuts the water waves and bullies the whole body of the Qilin monster three feet away. It is about to be cut off. Just at the neck, an extremely complex and mysterious golden and black secret magic pattern condenses out of thin air, blocking the sword.

The extremely crisp sound of jade-collision sounded.

When Jiang Lin opened the long sword as white as snow, he didn't have time to draw his sword out. He immediately felt a dark shadow swing past in front of him, and then the golden black-patterned forbidden spell that popped out was bitten and broken by a "click".

A bloody mouth bit down!

Ning Yi bit Jiang Lin's neck, turned his head hard, and pulled off a large piece of flesh and blood.

The young monster roared lowly, and he punched the other party's lower abdomen, forcing Ning Yi to bend down and flew backwards, slid out a water mark dozens of feet, and smashed a stone pillar into the sky heavily.

Jiang Lin roared to the sky, his eyes were red. He squatted down in pain and covered his neck with one hand... Unlike his arms, the Qilin lineage has the so-called "natal essence and blood". In addition to the blood in the heart and the blood between the eyebrows, the blood in the neck is the most essence. Once it is injured here, it will suffer a huge blow.

Is this human being crazy? He actually wants to drink Qilin blood!

Jiang Lin held the hilt of the water hunting knife tightly and stared at the collapsed stone pillars in the distance.

There was mist of water and smoke and dust splashing everywhere, and a figure slowly stood up.

Ning Yi smiled at the sky.

The red blood, like a divine cloud, echoed around the young man's robe.

There was still a thin piece of flesh and blood on the corners of his lips.

Ning Yi's whole body was burning, and he swallowed the kirin flesh and the most essence of Qilin blood. In terms of nourishment, even the three thousand-year-old demon king's fetal bead is not as good as Qilin's blood!

If it were another practitioner, he would likely directly explode and die.

But Ning Yi just looked up at the sky and vomited a big mouthful of turbid air, and there was nothing else.

He swallowed a large mouthful of Qilin's flesh and blood, and his body was burning, and he could feel obviously stronger. The White Bone Plain was cheering for it.

......

......

The bedroom at the bottom of the Hongshan Sea.

Jiang Lin's face was extremely gloomy.

Because he heard the other party's tone very sincere but extremely sarcastic.

“Qilin Blood is so delicious…”

"Can you give me another sip?"
Chapter completed!