There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 382 Defeat

Three moves, if I don't take you down, then I will turn around and leave.

If you win, then you will worship me as your teacher.

Ning Huan spoke out the bet calmly, while Duan Wu looked at him: "Why should I worship you as my teacher?"

"Because I appreciate your talent." Ning Huan said quietly: "I once had a disciple I liked very much. He died here, so I came here to avenge him personally."

"But I didn't expect that such a beautiful jade like you could be found here."

"Trust me, you worship me as your teacher, and I will make you the most powerful person in the world."

"Not interested." Duan Wu said seriously.

Ning Huan laughed loudly: "Whether you are interested or not, it doesn't count if you say it."

While saying this, Ning Huan tapped his toes, and his whole body floated forward in an instant, heading towards Duan Wu. Infuriatingly, I slapped Ning Huan with a move of Buddha's mercy.

Before Ning Huan and Dragon Boat Festival, they basically used Shaolin martial arts. Although it is said that Ning Huan used to be the guardian of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple decades ago and learned the unique skills of Shaolin Temple, but decades have passed. Although these martial arts can still be remembered But now, Ning Huan looked at my Buddha's compassionate call from the Dragon Boat Festival, smiled strangely in the air, and then said: "See clearly, this is the great compassion gift of Yin and Yang in heaven and earth."

While saying this, Ning Huan gently tapped Zhong Duanwu's palm with one finger, and then slid his finger straight down.

The moment Ning Huan's fingers touched Duan Wu, he felt that the whole world went dark instantly, and the strength in his whole body seemed to disappear in vain.

Duan Wu's body was instantly pulled by that finger, and he fell down completely, like an onion, from his hands to his whole head, smashed into the bluestone slab in front of him, smashing the bluestone slab to pieces.

On the roof, Fang Bie looked at Ning Huan's move and let out a little surprise.

Xue Ling was also on the sidelines. She herself is the invincible magic of King Kong, so she can really empathize with it. However, Ning Huan's move doesn't look like martial arts at all. It's almost like magic.

"What is that?" Xue Ling couldn't help but ask.

"Great Compassion Fu." Fang Bie said quietly: "I don't know the specific operation yet, but it should be in charge of a part of Duan Wu's body functions through contact."

"Is this all right?" Xue Ling asked in disbelief.

"Martial arts is not such a scientific thing." Fang Bie sighed: "Ning Huan came too fast, and many arrangements have not been completed in time."

"That's the only way to do it."

"What should I do?" Xue Ling asked, "Do you want to make a move?"

Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling: "When did you have the illusion that I could beat Ning Huan?"

"So you can't beat it?" Xue Ling fluttered in the wind for a moment.

In fact, it is right to think about it. Fang Bie is only 17 years old when he is full of fights. When will the 17-year-old Fang Bie be able to beat the 70-year-old Ning Huan?

But Fang Bie really caused Xue Ling to have a lot of fantasies.

"I can't beat it." Fang Bie said seriously.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles. At least for now, I dare not fight him. If I do, I might die."

"Is it possible?" Xue Ling grasped the word "possible" sensitively.

Not going to die.

Instead it might die.

May die, then may not die.

It turns out that you are such a party.

"Yeah." Fang Bie said softly, "But I don't want to die."

"Only by protecting yourself first can you protect others." Fang Bie said seriously.

Xue Ling was a little dark for a moment - so do you really need protection?

"Then next?"

"There is a plan." Fang Bie said simply: "You come down with me first."

Xue Ling hummed lightly.

……

……

Ning Huan's strength is obvious to all. When he really used the Great Compassion talent, the suspense in this battle has lost.

In other words, Ning Huan was able to defeat Duan Wu and Hei Wu only by relying on his own martial arts before he practiced Dabei Fu 17 years ago. Even if there is a factor of him practicing Dabei Fu to rejuvenate, this man's martial arts is still high. Unfathomable.

In front of him, the ranking of Jianghu list is like a joke.

It was only then that Xue Ling could feel why Ningxia was so terrified of her master.

The two went out of the room and came to the lobby of the inn, but they saw a bloody yellow monk lying on a bed made up of several tables in the lobby, and a white girl was treating the yellow monk beside the yellow monk. Looking carefully, it was not Huo Ying. Who is it again?

Xue Ling took a closer look and found that the monk in yellow turned out to be Shiku who had lost his arm before, but he didn't know when he was moved into the Xiaohun Inn, and it was Huo Ying who healed him personally.

"Can you pick it up?" Xue Ling softly asked Fang Bie beside her.

Because it seemed that Huo Ying was trying to connect Shi Ku's broken arm.

This kind of thing is really kind of shocking.

"How did the unicorn arm come about? Didn't it just be connected?" Fang Bie smiled, and then he said seriously: "It might not work if it was someone else, but Huo Ying's surgical skills are very good, so there should be no problem."

"Okay." Xue Ling said in disbelief.

Of course, as Xue Ling herself, she was actually very happy to see that Shi Ku was able to get back the broken arm.

At this time, the whole street was in a mess, and naturally no one came into the inn to eat at this time, and the whole inn was a bit empty, Xue Ling looked around: "Where is Ningxia?"

Shang Jiuge was competing in Liulinpo, and he knew nothing about the affairs here. He Ping was not here. Xue Ling didn't know much about it at first, but now it seems that Fang Bie paid him in advance.

Judging from He Ping's character, Fang Bie could bear it, but He Ping couldn't bear Ning Huan killing like this in front of her.

But what if you can't bear it?

If you can't bear it, you can only fight.

Even Xue Ling vaguely didn't want He Ping to make a move, because the stronger the opponent, the more He Ping's consumption would be. Ning Huan was already considered a top-notch opponent. Do you want it?

Hei Wuduanwu's attack has already been defeated, and Fang Bie and himself are in the inn. Among the eight people in Xiaohun Inn, only Ningxia is missing.

Did she escape?still where?

Xue Ling didn't know.

So ask the other side.

"Go out." Fang Bie walked in front, his expression no longer had the casual taste of laughing and scolding, but he said seriously.

He pushed the door out first, and Xue Ling followed behind.

Huo Ying was still concentrating on treating and relieving suffering, without even raising her eyes.

There is a ten-mile long street outside the door.

It is already devastated everywhere.

Ning Huan was standing alone on the long street in red, and Duan Wu had already collapsed on the ground unconscious.

And Ning Huan was holding Hei Wu's head in his hands. The black and thin boy was bleeding all over his body, his limbs were drooping, and he had already lost consciousness.

In less than a stick of incense, on the battlefield, the victory and defeat have been divided.

"Ningxia, are you still coming out?" Ning Huan looked around and said coldly.

(End of this chapter)