Fairy Doctor

Chapter 2249 Fierce Battle

Chapter 2249 Fierce Battle

The huge flag wrapped the swimming fish in it, Li Xuanwu yelled, and slammed his right hand heavily on the ground, and with a bang, the land around him was dusty.

After the dust cleared, Li Xuanwu still stood on the spot in an even and stable manner. His expression was as usual, but the big formation he had set up and the formation flags surrounding it were all blown apart.

"Hehe, not bad." Ning Jincheng nodded and said: "You are considered a junior, but you can survive my finger, which is enough to prove how powerful you are. A real person, you have accepted a good disciple. .”

"My aptitude is quite satisfactory among the fellow seniors." Li Xuanwu smiled and said, "Senior, I'm still being merciful, hehe, otherwise, how could I survive until now?"

"Hehe, my finger is merciless." Ning Jincheng smiled and said: "You can pass my finger without falling, which is enough to prove your strength. It's not easy to be a real person. All of his apprentices can be pointed out by me, and I am looking forward to meeting him."

"You can't." Li Xuanwu shook his head and said, "He is a fairy now, but you are a devil at best. You are a devil, how can you compare with my master?"

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true." Ning Jincheng laughed loudly and said, "Although I don't inherit all the strength of the eight-armed King Ming, at least I still have the strength of the six-armed king. Do you think my current strength can't catch up with your master? The so-called fairy way?"

"Eight-armed King Ming is just a myth." Li Xuanwu shook his head slightly and said: "Really, I don't think his strength can compete with the power of immortality. Seniors and juniors, I would like to advise you that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the shore is the same."

"Hehe, you, a junior, are you using this tone to teach me a lesson?" Ning Jincheng sneered and said: "Give up, preaching is useless to me, I will spare your life today, let you go back alive and tell your master , I look forward to fighting him."

"Your junior must bring today's words with you." Li Xuanwu nodded slightly and said, "Unfortunately, what I'm afraid of is that senior won't have this opportunity."

"Hehe, what an arrogant boy." Ning Jincheng sneered and said, "I have been practicing in seclusion for many years, and now I have the six-armed strength of King Ming."

As Ning Jincheng said, his other four arms slowly opened, and now he looked like a spider, looking extremely terrifying.

"Even if Daoist Yichen has entered the immortal way now, I still have the strength to fight him. Maybe I may suffer a little loss in front of him, but how many of his apprentices? Never paid attention to it.”

"You are very conceited." Li Xuanwu said with a slight smile: "Senior, this junior has said so much. As for whether the senior listens or not, or how to think about it, the junior can't control it. I just hope that the senior can take care of himself. If I say it, you I can keep it in my heart."

"Don't worry, I will remember your words." Ning Jincheng smiled, and waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Cannon fodder is still cannon fodder, they walked at the front of the team, just now in Li Xuanwu's big formation, they lost a third of the people in one round, until now, these people realized that they are going to do it today The thing is not a simple thing.

Even with the backing of the Ning family behind them, the strength of the enemy still made them all tremble with fear, but the matter had reached this point, and it was too late for them to repent, so now they could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward.

After finally crossing the bridge, Li Xuanwu stayed alone for a while, blocking these people out of the formation for a long time. This incident made these people feel a little downcast.

Li Xuanwu held the flag in one hand, and the big flag in his hand was propped on the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the team pass by him, and he couldn't help but sighed slightly.

"Junior brother, I tried my best." After Li Xuanwu said this, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, spurting out a mouthful of blood. Ning Jincheng is now a half-demon body, although he only inherited the strength of King Ming's six arms , but this strength is not something Li Xuanwu can afford.

Even if the big formation he set up was exquisite, the big formation could only resist half of the attacks for him, and even the remaining half of Ning Jincheng's attacks were not something he could afford.

"Master, that Daoist Yichen is really too condescending. He doesn't show up himself, but only finds a few apprentices to deal with us. He is really arrogant." Yu Qianxing said.

"It's not that he's indifferent, but that his disciples are indeed unique." Ning Jincheng said indifferently, "Do you really think that I've shown mercy just now?"

"Isn't it... isn't it?" Yu Qianxing's heart jumped, and he was a little surprised. Yu Qianxing, the gentleman sword, is also a well-known figure in the circle.

But he doesn't think he can resist Ning Jincheng's finger with his flesh and blood. Although this finger seems to be understated, in fact, Ning Jincheng now has the body of a half-demon, plus the eight arms he inherited With the power of six arms, King Ming's ability has gone far beyond the scope of martial arts.

If it was him, not to mention Ning Jincheng's finger, even if he moved his finger, he would probably be wiped out, but Li Xuanwu not only endured it, but he seemed to be no big deal, which made Yu Qianxing Feeling surprised, Li Xuanwu's age looks about the same as himself.

And he may be a little younger than himself, but he actually has the strength to resist Ning Jincheng's blow. The disciples under Yichen Daoist's seat don't look like ordinary people.

At this moment, a person walking in front suddenly screamed, and he fell to the ground with a plop. At the same time, a small black shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.

Almost at the same time, countless shadows flew out from the riverbed of the Shili River. As soon as these shadows attacked, a group of people fell down. These people were lying on the ground, twisting and screaming non-stop. From time to time, black blood seeped out.

One hundred thousand water ghosts in Qinhuai, although it sounds exaggerated now, these little things are the best for sneak attacks. On a high slope in the distance, one sleeve of the ghost king is still empty. In the following situation, he I can see clearly.

Seeing that everyone in the Ning family pulled out their weapons, an imperceptible laughter appeared on the ghost king's face. He put one hand on the bamboo flute to his lips, and then began to play.

The melodious sound of the flute seemed to have endless penetrating power. Countless water splashes suddenly appeared on the calm ten-mile river surface. Through the moonlight, the pale faces and pupils of the water ghosts could be vaguely seen.

(End of this chapter)