The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 300 Death of Ning Daoqi

"I will accompany you to the end!"

Faced with an opponent who is worthy of a fight, Ning Daoqi naturally would not think of escaping at the first moment. Once he ran away, he would certainly be expelled from the Taoist sect and his reputation would be ruined. By then, his Taoist heart would be tarnished, and his martial arts would stagnate at the best, or fall to the lower realm at the worst. Please refer to Shi Zhixuan for details.

After all, he is not a pure warrior, otherwise he would not have betrayed Taoism and become a thug for Cihang Jingzhai.

Of course, as a thug, he is not blindly partial to Buddhism. Just like in the original novel, when Ning Daoqi attacked Kou Zhong, he not only let him go, but also gave him some advice on how to live forever. Only a simple-minded Kou Zhong would believe that this was just a senior's support for the younger generation...

The subtlety here is not that Ning Daoqi is petty, but that he is just making moves casually and betting on multiple parties.

With the endorsement of Buddhism, he, as a grandmaster, has a great reputation and is on par with the grandmasters of other races. He is vaguely the leader of the Central Plains martial arts world. Today, he took the initiative to deliver himself to the Taoist sect, and the Taoist sect is cleaning up its own house, so outsiders cannot interfere.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming urged the Nether Sea Return to Origin Force again, and condensed his own aura within a radius of several dozen feet. It combined with his spiritual power to cover Ning Daoqi.

Ning Daoqi was certainly not willing to sit and wait for death. He condensed his powerful true energy to the extreme, which slowly penetrated his body and forcibly broke free from some of the shackles of Su Ming's aura. His face quietly turned bright red, and it was obvious that even with his level of skill, he could not withstand the pressure of Su Ming's aura and forced himself to exert his energy.

Compared to his Kunpeng entering the Azure Night, Su Ming's Nether Sea is the real deal. All the energy of heaven and earth is used by him and captured for his will.

"go with!"

With a light shout, he placed his hands horizontally, with his fingertips gathered together, like a bird pecking at the ground, pointing at Su Ming.

The extremely condensed energy slowly poured out through the fingertips, slowly and steadily rushing into Su Ming's aura that was like an ice and snow storm, and unwaveringly advancing towards the terrifying enemy who was already several feet away from him.

Throughout his life, Ning Daoqi had never found it so difficult to control his true Qi as it was at this moment. It was as difficult as a person suddenly adapting from a plain to a plateau. But under this powerful pressure, he exerted the most condensed Qi in his life, which contained all his essence, spirit and energy!

As the two forces collided, Su Ming's long robe moved without wind. The aura changed immediately, and the rolling air waves spread out. The crumbling palace not far away once again dropped wooden pillars and bricks, and stones as big as millstones exploded.

He pressed with his backhand, trying to cut off the airflow that was destroying Ning Daoqi and continue to maintain absolute suppression in his domain.

Taoist Qi Hui's eyes widened as he watched the battle intently, afraid of missing even the slightest detail. The peak battle between the two grandmasters was not only a showdown of martial arts, but also a collision of Taoism.

For a master like him who has reached a bottleneck, this is a rare opportunity. It is like two masters presenting their own paths in front of you, and how much you can see depends entirely on your ability.

At this moment, his eyes inadvertently fell on Xu Ziling, and his face suddenly became dull. He actually realized the truth!
In the Tang Dynasty, the two dragons are the undisputed protagonists, and Xu Ziling's comprehension is much higher than Kou Zhong's. He can gain insights just by reading Taoist classics, and he even had a breakthrough on the battlefield last time.

Now that he has entered the realm of the innate master, the fight between Su Ming and Ning Daoqi is the most vivid textbook. Books are dead, but people are alive. The control of essence and the use of mental power displayed by the two great masters make him intoxicated.

On the other side, a stiff smile hung on Fan Qinghui's pretty face. Her fingers holding the Buddhist beads unconsciously exerted force, and her knuckles turned white. Now everyone could see that Ning Daoqi had been suppressed by Su Ming. If he continued like this, defeat was only a matter of time.

If it were somewhere else, when great masters were fighting each other, it would be difficult to kill one of them if he was determined to escape. But unfortunately, this was Louguan Dao, and there were several great Taoist masters here, so Ning Daoqi could not escape even if he wanted to.

During the battle, facing Su Ming's pressure, Ning Daoqi stretched out his hands from his sleeves and transformed them into two birds fighting and chasing each other, flapping their wings and having a lot of fun. However, his fingertips always pointed to somewhere in the aura from various subtle angles, intentionally or unintentionally.

The next moment, the stagnant and surprised aura changed again!
It turned out that Ning Daoqi's move was not to attack the enemy, and could not pose any threat to Su Ming himself. In essence, it could not change the fact that Su Ming controlled the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth. The Minghai Guiyuan Jin borrowed energy from all things in heaven and earth with the help of the empty sea of ​​energy, assisted by powerful spiritual power, and it was difficult to compete with him for dominance.

But every grand master has his own unique way. Each of his gestures, with the pure and supernatural innate qigong, can hit the key node where the energy converges in the aura field from a distance.

What's more, the energy used by Ning Daoqi is not static, but the nodes where many energies converge are subjected to impacts that are either real or virtual, hard or soft, which either cause the energy at the nodes to violently recoil, or cause the energy at the nodes to be depleted and scattered.

If he cannot control it, then let the other party lose it as well. The two of them will return to the same level again. Little by little, it will add up to a lot. Soon, the aura that Su Ming maintains will be in danger of collapse!
"Well done, you are worthy of being Ning Daoqi, your reputation of Sanshou Bapu is well-deserved."

Su Ming was not surprised but happy when his aura was crushed. He thought that such an opponent could be called a true grandmaster.

Ning Daoqi turned a deaf ear to Su Ming's words. An innocent look like a child playing with birds appeared on his face. He looked left and right at the strange scene of the imaginary birds in his hands leaping up and down, chasing each other and playing in the air. His heart was as clear as a mirror, like a flawless child.

In Su Ming's eyes, he saw an invisible tree, and two birds were playing lively and lively among the branches. All the movements seemed unintentional, but meticulous, making him unable to distinguish what was true? What was false? What was virtual? What was real?
The word "xu" is the core of Sanshou Bapu.

However, although Ning Daoqi seemed to be downplaying the miraculous changes, he had actually used all his ingenuity and exhausted all his skills. Under the tremendous pressure brought by the opponent, he had to forcibly use this trump card of doing nothing.

"The underworld returns to its origin, and heaven and earth are both destroyed!"

Su Ming also intended to use the opponent to hone himself. He did not use the Piaomiao Sword Technique, but relied on his own foundation to fight the enemy. He used all his strength to activate the Minghai Guiyuan Energy. He raised his hands as if lifting a heavy space, and his fingertips trembled.

A huge wave like the vast ocean erupted from his body, and there seemed to be a sound of thunder exploding in his body. He was trying his best to use his spiritual power to control the huge energy accumulated by the essence of heaven and earth.

Ten feet, one hundred feet...

At the moment when he felt that his control limit was about to be exceeded, Su Ming did not hesitate at all. He used both hands to return to their origin and first drew them towards his body, then spread his palms angrily and pushed hard.

"call……"

A violent gust of wind blew away, accompanied by his long hair flying and his clothes fluttering. The surging air flow and sound waves surged, and the powerful force condensed into two spherical air forces, which were shot out like cannonballs, breaking through the air, passing through a trajectory that was straight or curved, and ahead or behind, and slammed towards Ning Daoqi fiercely.

The speed of the two forces was uncertain and unpredictable, penetrating the air and stirring up dirt and gravel within a radius of more than ten feet. The sharp whistling of heavy objects breaking through the wind filled Ning Daoqi's ears. He only felt the pressure of death approaching, and his usual calm expression disappeared quietly, his face was as cold as a statue.

Then, he seemed to give up resistance, like an old monk in meditation, but his body changed in a thousand ways, advancing and retreating, up and down, and his hands performed mysterious techniques.

Only in this extreme state of mind where he forgets victory or defeat, life or death, can his Taoist skills truly unleash their ultimate power far beyond normal times.

He took a step and retreated, his white jade hands carrying pieces of afterimages, and met the two streams of energy that were spinning like a wild horse, still spinning endlessly, sometimes flicking, sometimes pulling, sometimes slapping, sometimes cutting, sometimes pressing, sometimes supporting...

One after another, the shadows of the Eight Diagrams slowly took shape as he moved his palms. In a flash, two streams of energy suddenly changed trajectories and passed by him, then fell heavily to the ground as if they had lost all their strength.

There was a fleeting trace of paleness on his calm face. He clasped his palms together, forming a cupped hand shape, with energy flowing between them, weaving an invisible yet solid energy network, like a silkworm spinning silk. The moment this cocoon of true energy came into contact with the two energy energies, it accumulated to the peak of explosion, just like before, using soft energy to dissipate the vast power contained in the powerful energy.

A sneer appeared on Su Ming's lips. How could his moves be so easily eliminated?
Ning Daoqi felt something was wrong and was about to use his skills to push away the two energies, but it was too late.

"boom!"

A powerful energy burst out, and unparalleled power poured out. Ning Daoqi was the first to bear the brunt of it. He felt a pain in his chest, and unparalleled domineering power exploded in his body.

Facing this powerful force, he felt like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. He only had time to cross his arms across his chest before his whole body flew backwards, his bones breaking in mid-air, and his entire body was like a deflated water ball, spewing out a blood mist all over the sky.

Ning Daoqi lowered his arms, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into dead silence.

Rolling waves of sound echoed in the sky, and the exploding energy spread like surging waves. The Taoist priests with weaker skills who were watching nearby were shocked and felt their eardrums trembling as if they were about to break, so they had to retreat in embarrassment.

Even a master like Taoist Qi Hui who had reached the pinnacle of the Grandmaster level had to use his strength to release his energy in order to avoid being swept away by the aftermath. However, Xu Ziling, who stood still, was not attacked by the energy. It was as if he was deliberately ignored and the energy passed by him.

Fan Qinghui was already stunned by this scene. He had no time to use his strength. The protective energy in his body was broken on the spot. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which dripped from the corner of his mouth. His white monk robe was also stained with blood.

The broken palace was shattered by this force and collapsed with a loud bang!

There was deathly silence on the top of Mount Zhongnan.

"How can this be?"

The reversal came so quickly that it caught her off guard. She didn't even have a chance to attack before Ning Daoqi was defeated cleanly and neatly. No one expected that a great grandmaster would be defeated so quickly.

"Oh!"

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, his body fell heavily to the ground, his clothes were soaked in blood, he almost became a bloody man, his eyes were closed, and he was completely dead.

Ning Daoqi, one of the three great masters in the world, died.

In the crowd, Xu Ziling, who was meditating, was also awakened by the noise. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw this scene. He couldn't help but feel a strong admiration and worship in his heart, "It turns out that Master is so powerful!"

As early as on Dongming Island, the two brothers had witnessed Su Ming's realization of the sword intent. All along, he had thought that his master's knowledge was all about swordsmanship. But today, Su Ming killed a great master before he actually used the Piaomiao swordsmanship. It was then that he suddenly realized that this was his master's true strength.

At this time, the surroundings were in a mess. The palace that had just stood here had collapsed, and various buildings were crumbling. It was unknown how much money it would cost to rebuild them. But now, Taoist Qi Hui no longer cared. There was only Su Ming in his eyes, as if he saw the rising future of Taoism.

After a while, Fan Qinghui woke up from her dream, looked at Ning Daoqi on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at Su Ming. Her tone was softer than ever before, "Brother Dao, you are so powerful, Qinghui admires you. On behalf of the Buddhist sect, I would like to congratulate you on having such a good disciple."

"That's all you have to say?" Su Ming's eyes moved, and he was about to take action, but Taoist Qi Hui jumped out to smooth things over, "Fellow Daoist Su, calm down. The traitor has been eliminated, so just stop now."

If Fan Qinghui died on the territory of Louguan Dao, it would be a big deal. Cihang Jingzhai is the leader of the white way and one of the leaders of Buddhism. If the master of the zhai died on Mount Zhongnan, Louguan Dao would have to bear the wrath of Buddhism, because no one dared to provoke Su Ming, so they could only vent their wrath on them.

Su Ming is not Shi Zhixuan who has not achieved enlightenment. Even if he is the evil king, after becoming a grandmaster, the Buddhist sect dare not send people to hunt him down, because that is tantamount to sending him to death. Shi Zhixuan's strength is unquestionable, and Su Ming uses the head of a grandmaster as his stepping stone to announce the rise of Taoism.

Facing Taoist Qi Hui's plea, Su Ming could only nod, and then looked at Fan Qinghui, "Okay, for your sake, I can spare you, but you, Cihang Jingzhai, must get out of Zhongnan Mountain and stop defiling this Taoist treasure land."

"I understand what you said, Brother Dao." Fan Qinghui finally lowered his proud head, bowed to Su Ming, and turned to leave.

"Daoyou, is this okay?"

Hearing this, Taoist Qi Hui smiled bitterly and shook his head. No matter what, Cihang Jingzhai must have hated Louguan Dao.

Cihang Jingzhai was not in the right in this matter. Ning Daoqi was killed, so they could only make amends. In this case, it was reasonable to move out of Zhongnan Mountain. However,...

A smile flashed in Su Ming's eyes. With the power of a great victory, it was right to tie Louguan Dao to the chariot of the Song clan. Faced with the threat of the Buddhist forces, he had no time to choose other forces. He could only choose to cooperate with the Song clan to fight against the enemy.

Next, Su Ming, surrounded by a group of Taoists, went to another palace to continue the event that had not been completed before. His powerful killing of Ning Daoqi pushed the event to another level.

Taoism finally had a grandmaster of its own again. With the death of the traitor Ning Daoqi, they could finally hold their heads high. As one side gained strength while the other declined, the merger of Taoism was imminent.

(End of this chapter)