Chapter 1288: Winning by Ten Moves

"Senior Zikun, can I challenge you now?"

Ning Qi looked at Baxia Zikun and said with a faint smile.

"Well, you do have the qualifications to challenge me now."

Baxia Zikun nodded with a smile.

Seeing this, the nearby monks retreated thousands of feet, looking at Ning Qi and Baxia Zikun expectantly.

One is the Tianjiao who broke through the Shanhaiguan Pass with a late-stage cultivation base of the Immortal Realm.

One is a master of the late stage of the Faxiang Realm who ranks 93rd on the Qinglong list.

Everyone is looking forward to the fight between the two, it must be very exciting.

"Grandfather?"

Baxia Pudu glanced at Baxia Zikun.

"You step back first."

Overlord Zikun waved his hand.

"yes."

Baxia Pudu nodded and stepped aside.

Wu Yin frowned slightly. Ning Qi's ability to break through Shanhaiguan has already proved his combat strength, but he still felt that Ning Qi could not be the opponent of Zikun who dominated Zikun. After all, he was on the Qinglong list. A late-stage cultivator in the Faxiang Realm of ten thousand years is very likely to become a figure of the Great Saint level.

"Persuasion is useless. I hope Baxia Zikun can show mercy to Brother Beixuan for the sake of Great Sage Xuanzhen."

Wu Yin shook his head faintly, gave Ning Qi a look of "take care", and then hid in the distance. He couldn't bear the aftermath of the monk's attack in the late stage of Faxiang Realm.

"Ancestor will be fine..."

Wang Wu stood beside Qiu Feng, his eyes full of worry.

Qiu Feng looked at this scene thoughtfully, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he sent a voice transmission to the audience: "Everyone, the market is open..."

"Gambler, you have become like this, and you still open the market? Pay me back the Azure Dragon Crystal that you owe me first!"

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

"Don't be like this, I'm going to make an upset this time. You can only bet on the ancestor of the Wang family to win, and you will lose 20!"

"What? Is there still such a bet?"

"Aren't you guaranteed to win?"

"That's why it's called an upset. You have won an upset just now, don't you dare to gamble? At worst, I will work for you to pay off your debts for the next 30,000 years!"

"This guy……"

Wang Wu looked at Qiu Feng in disbelief. How dare he open the market even at this point?

"How about little brother, do you want to bet on your ancestor to win?"

Qiu Feng looked at Wang Wu with a smile.

Wang Wu's face suddenly changed. It's fine if he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, should he bet or not? If you don't bet, wouldn't you be optimistic about the ancestor?

If you bet, you will probably lose...

"It's not like even the children of the Wang family are not optimistic about their ancestors, are they?"

Qiu Feng said excitedly.

"I bet it! I'll bet on this IOU!"

As soon as Wang Wu was provoked, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he put in the IOU that Qiu Feng had just sent to him, a total of 10,000 Azure Dragon Crystals.

"IOU?"

Qiu Feng was a little dissatisfied.

"What? You signed it with your own hands, and your soul is imprinted on it. You don't even recognize it?"

Wang Wu sneered.

"If I owe you a debt, then I owe you a debt."

Qiu Feng pouted.

Seeing this, the other monks who didn't get the Azure Dragon Crystal, but took a lot of IOUs thought for a while, and immediately bet on the IOUs.

Qiu Feng sighed in his heart. Although there is no Azure Dragon Crystal, as long as he wins, his debt problem will be basically solved.

And he is definitely a must win!

The late stage of eternal life challenges the late stage of the law state?

What a joke!

Qiu Feng gloated at Ning Qi.

...

"How to fight? Can't the outcome be decided by life and death?"

Overlord Zikun looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile.

Ning Qi's eyes twitched slightly. If the outcome was determined by life and death, it would take a month to dominate Zikun's dense blood strips, and it might not be able to kill him.

"How about this, if senior can defeat me within ten moves, then I will lose, otherwise... Senior will lose."

Ning Qi smiled slightly.

Ten strokes?

This kid is really rampant!

When the nearby monks heard the words, there was a hint of disdain in their eyes, and Zikun made a move. Even a monk in the middle stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm may not be able to support ten moves.

And some ordinary monks who just rely on the accumulation of life essence to barely break through to the late stage of the Faxiang Realm may not be able to support ten moves!

"Interesting, are you sure you can survive ten moves under my attack?"

Overlord Zikun smiled lightly.

Ning Qi smiled without saying a word, just looked at Baxia Zikun indifferently.

"Okay, just as you said, ten tricks can't suppress you, so I'm the loser."

Overlord Zikun said lightly.

When Qiu Feng heard this, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and he immediately comforted himself: It's okay, it's okay, he can't survive ten moves, and he must be defeated within three moves!

"Senior, please."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Then I'll make a move."

Baxia Zikun smiled slightly, and directly raised his hand to punch Ning Qi. This punch was unremarkable and without any abnormalities, but Ning Qi, who was standing opposite him, felt a sense of crisis. It felt mysterious and mysterious, as if no matter where he fled, this punch would follow him.

The qi lock of the Faxiang Realm cultivator is really extraordinary.

boom!

Ning Qi used the dragon-slaying sword to block his chest, and abruptly received Zikun's punch. His feet plunged into the ground, and the huge force made him retreat crazily, plowing two long lines on the ground. Traces of thousands of feet.

There was a dull pain in his chest, and his health dropped by more than 80 million.

"If this punch hits my body directly, if I don't go back to the source, I'm afraid I'll be hit with 200-300 million life points directly, and any monk in the late stage of immortality will be beaten into a blood mist on the spot at this moment. This guy...is a killer."

Ning Qi's eyes gradually became serious.

Obviously, Baxia Zikun's attitude is not as kind as his surface, but under the light smile, there is endless killing intent.

"He, he really blocked the punch of the ancestor?"

Baxia Pudu's face changed slightly, even if he was the punch just now, he may not be sure to block it, it is very likely that he was seriously injured with one punch.

But Ning Qi is like this now. Apart from being beaten back thousands of feet, there is no visible trauma on his body. Even this punch didn't even break his knife.

The nearby monks stared at this scene dumbfounded, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was able to withstand Zikun's punch. Such a record is already very proud. How many such talents can there be in Qinglong Continent?

"It's just one punch, he must not be able to resist Baxia Zikun's second punch!"

Qiu Feng muttered to himself.

Wang Wu glared at him.

"This knife..."

Baxia Zikun's eyes fell on Ning Qi's Dragon Slaying Sword, and he faintly felt a breath of restraint from it.

"Is it specially built for our Dragon Clan?"

A trace of killing intent flashed in Zikun's eyes, and he looked at Ning Qi lightly: "Are you ready to receive my second punch?"