The heavens begin with the rescue of Mrs. Yue

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More than a dozen palms struck by the Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm fell on Cheng Buyou at the same time.

Dang!

The huge palm force came like a mountain, and the sword that Cheng Buyou stabbed immediately broke into several pieces!

Following the bang bang bangs, more than a dozen places above Cheng Buyou's chest collapsed!

It was as if dozens of palm masters had patted him on the body together.

No one can withstand such a huge palm force.

With a pop, at the moment when more than a dozen collapses appeared, Cheng Buyou spurted out a big mouthful of blood!

The whole person flew a few feet and hit the wall, and the whites of his eyes rolled out.

Song Ning stood still with his palms, and looked at Cheng Buyou who had slipped from the wall and fell to the ground: "Mr. Cheng, I overestimated you, so you couldn't hold on even with one move."

After finishing speaking, Song Ning turned around and looked around, only to see that everyone was looking at him in surprise.

But his eyes finally settled on Feng Buping.

In the original plot, Cheng Buyou was torn apart by the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, and Feng Buping fled down the mountain.

But this time is different.

Song Ning wants to deal with this shameless scum today.

And his thousand-hand Tathagata palm has not yet used the strongest move.

"Mr. Feng!"

Song Ning stared at Feng Buping: "Junior Brother Ling has already been defeated, it's your turn!"

Stared at by Song Ning's menacing eyes, Feng Buping was only trembling with fright, and forced himself to calm down: "Since the Qizong has such a powerful young hero, then I won't fight for the head..."

As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Since you're here, don't leave!"

While speaking, Song Ning's momentum changed again, rising suddenly, like a mountain.

Feng Buping, who had just walked to the door, immediately felt a huge pressure coming from behind.

For a moment, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, he turned around suddenly, and stabbed at Song Ning with the sword in his hand.

Unable to escape left and right, he intends to fight to the death, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

As soon as Feng Buping's sword thrust out, the edge of the sword turned rapidly, and there was a gust of wind.

Madam Yue and Yue Buqun were shocked, they had never seen such a sword technique in Huashan.

Song Ning said indifferently: "Mr. Feng actually directly used the 'Storm Sword' at the bottom of the box!"

"How does he know me so clearly?" Feng Buping exclaimed in his heart, and his fear of Song Ning increased by three points.

But the momentum of the sword in his hand remained undiminished, and with a strong and fierce wind, he stabbed at Song Ning!

"Ning'er, be careful, this sword technique is very unusual!" Madam Yue's voice came from behind Song Ning.

Followed by whoosh whoosh, the gust of wind came, and small sword marks appeared on the floor under the wall of Zhengqi Hall.

"If you really want to fight with me, let's see if Shaolin 72's unique skill is stronger, or your Blast Sword is stronger!"

Song Ning's eyes froze, and the energy in his body was activated, and the palm of the thousand-handed Tathagata was directly urged to the top.

Stepping out with one step, he shouted: "Feng Buping!"

Amidst the shouting, his right palm swung violently, turning into hundreds of thousands in an instant, a monstrous force gushed out from his palm, and with a bang, it met the strong wind that was sweeping from the opposite side.

Boom!

As soon as the two forces were connected, there was a loud noise in the righteous hall, as if the earth was shaking, and even the beams of the house began to shake, and dust fell down.

And Feng Buping's figure was directly blown away by this huge force.

Yue Buqun, Mrs. Yue, Lu Bai and the others all used their own moves to block the incoming energy.

This palm is too powerful.

While protecting Yue Lingshan, Mrs. Yue thought to herself: "Ning'er won't give up if I don't tear down my upright hall today."

With a bang, Feng Buping, who flew out, fell to the ground.

The smoke and dust in the Zhengqi Hall slowly dissipated, and Song Ning's mountain-like figure appeared, still standing at the position where he extended his palm, motionless.

But at this time, Feng Buping fell on the ground outside the door, the sword edge in his hand had been shattered, his hair was disheveled, blood flowed wildly on his face, staining his entire cheeks red, and his robe was completely blood-colored.

He looked at Song Ning who was standing by the door, and made a ho-ho sound.

He has no strength to speak.

He tried to stand up, but all the organs in his body were shattered.

Song Ning walked out of Zhengqi Hall slowly, walked up to him, and asked, "Master Feng, are you still the head?"

Feng Buping looked at him with eyes full of blood, and there was boundless fear in his eyes.

"Who... are you...?"

After uttering these few words with difficulty, he tilted his head and died.

"Go to the underworld to be the master!"

Song Ning glanced at his corpse, then turned to look at Zhengqi Hall.

At this time, everyone here was so shocked that they froze on the spot.

They knew that Song Ning was strong, but they didn't expect to be so powerful!

Song Ning looked at Lu Bai.