Crossing the Invincible World

In the temple.

The God Lord sits on the chair, sipping the wine in the glass, tapping his fingers leisurely on his thighs, watching the battle between the middle-aged black man and Jiang Ning with interest.

"You said, who will win?" The Lord suddenly asked.

Na Hei was also watching the two people attentively. Hearing the question of the god, he couldn't help but trembled. He quickly replied: "The subordinates do not know, but the subordinates still think that the **** king will win. After all, in the realm, our **** Wang Sheng has too many Venerable Naning."

Hearing this, the **** master slapped his taste: "Yes, the second **** king, the existence of the Mahayana pinnacle. Compared with the human race on the fifth floor of the Mahayana, the gap is indeed a bit big."

The black man was shocked: Has this person reached the fifth floor of the Mahayana? impossible? This is too fast! He had just reached the early stage of Mahayana before the battle with the gods!

The God Lord stared at Venerable Na Ning, and muttered: "His progress makes me very satisfied, and it is a bit unreasonable to be satisfied. This is a fair battle, and I am looking forward to the result."

Indeed, now that there are no other **** kings on the battlefield, how much supplement Jiang Ning's Demon Slaying Dafa can obtain depends only on how much flesh and blood he tears away from that **** king.

In this battle, Jiangning's true combat effectiveness will be tested! And this silver-clothed **** king is also the last dish the **** master prepared for the silver-clothed **** king!

With a light sip of wine, the God Lord's eyes burst with strong expectations.

The black man shook his head and sighed silently, and he became concerned about the battle.

Jiang Ning stared at the silver-clothed **** king on the opposite side for a long time, and finally decided to take the initiative. The speed of the whole person reached the limit, and flew over to the silver-clothed **** king like an arrow from the string. The white clothes fluttering only left in the air. An afterimage!

The power is three-pointer and seven-pointer to close, and one punch hits the opponent's abdomen. This is the simplest temptation. For this silver-clad **** king who can't see his strength, even Jiang Ning is full of fear!

This left fist struck toward the abdomen could not help being said to be a clever temptation. Because there are too many ways to crack, how the opponent cracks, you can completely see the opponent's temperament and level.

While the silver-clothed **** king watched the punch that hit his abdomen, his right fist directly countered, trying to smash Jiang Ning's left shoulder directly!

The coming is menacing, this is Jiang Ning's decision, this silver-clothed **** king uncle is not as harmless as it seems on the surface.

Jiang Ning's dismantling move is also very simple, this is a false move, according to the opponent's movements to decide how to proceed with the next offensive.

Seven points of virtual strength have already worked. Jiang Ning withdrew the left side of the silver-clothed king's attack, but the whole person's offensive did not show the slightest weakness. He concentrated the whole strength on the right hand, turned his fist into a finger, and instilled a combination of fingers. Zhenqi rushed directly to the left rib of the silver-clothed king.

The silver-clothed **** king did not hesitate. His offensive was exhausted, but his body was still flexible. Facing Jiang Ning’s offensive, he did not rush. He moved his body in a weird posture, which is worthy of avoiding this hand and finger, but he joined together. The finger still hurt his left rib.

In fact, the momentum of the reference is too strong, and the silver-clothed **** king took the risk of being attacked continuously and forcibly avoided!

Thanks to him avoiding, otherwise I really don’t know what will happen!

Jiang Ning is not perfect enough for the convergence of the true aura! This is indeed Jiangning's weakness! If Jiang Ning could perfectly hide his breath just now, even the silver-clothed **** king would not have the consciousness of avoiding this style, and it would be possible to be directly injured.

But the silver-clothed **** king is now in a dilemma. If he retreats, he will be easily attacked by Jiangning, and if he advances, he may be countered by Jiangning. I can only make a vain move, suddenly put away my fist and feint, take advantage of Jiang Ning to dodge, and retreat back!

Jiang Ning couldn't let him stay away. Naturally, he couldn't give up his advantage. He burst into light, and quickly approached the silver-clothed king, and directly used his left fist to the black king.

"Perseverance?" The silver-clothed **** king was also agitated by Jiang Ning's continuous attacks. His right fist blasted out and he was facing Jiang Ning, but Jiang Ning used his left fist to hit him and suffered a huge loss!

Jiangning has come all the way, with the momentum of crushing! At this time, I suffered a loss under the second-ranked **** king, and thought: "The Mahayana peak, the strength of the right arm is so strong! My left arm was hit by this, and I felt so painful. It was... terrible. ."

The silver-clothed **** king looked at Jiang Ning's expression, and was shocked.

what? The head collided with my right fist with all his strength, but his left arm was not destroyed?

When two people looked at each other, they both confirmed the strength of each other!

The fifth floor of Mahayana is naturally not the same level as the peak of Mahayana. But Jiangning was not an ordinary Mahayana fifth floor, and the silver-clothed **** king was definitely not an ordinary Mahayana pinnacle.

The two played against each other in this round! The struggle for the offensive was fierce, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy!

However, the battle must continue. This encounter is their destiny, and naturally there will be no retention!

Jiang Ning stabilized his mind, using his true energy to restore the numbness in his left arm.

And the silver-clothed **** king is quickly recovering the left rib that was faintly affected by the participating fingers!

"Come again!" Jiang Ning swiftly stepped forward and lifted a sigh of relief. A dark pattern appeared between his palms, and his feet prepared corresponding steps.

Feeling the breath radiating from Jiang Ning's body, the silver-clothed **** king was obviously very interested. What kind of martial arts did Venerable Ning of the human race use?

The aura that radiated from Jiang Ning's body became more mysterious and thick, and it was a state of being in a state of constant change and unmoving! Yes, this is Baguazhang! The gossip is consistent and changes in many ways, but the gossip is always the relative state of the universe, the shock of the Sun, the relative of the Likan, and the relative of the Duigen! It can be said that it is both changing and constant!

A perfect set of Bagua Palm is by no means the only palm technique, the walking pace and supporting it are also very important. There are both offensive and defensive, and there are endless changes. When it comes to adaptability, apart from Tai Chi, there is really only this Bagua Palm!

Jiang Ning chose Baguazhang because he still has lingering fears about the fist of the silver-clothed **** king!

Tai Chi may be broken by the **** king at the peak of the Mahayana. Therefore, Baguazhang has become the best choice for Jiangning.

At this time, the silver-clothed **** king is about to attack, experience the power of the Bagua Palm with both offensive and defensive, adaptable, and both body and footwork! No, it is the power of Zhenqi Baguazhang! ,, ..