Ling Tian did not look down on Cihang Jingzhai, but the fight just now told Ling Tian that Fan Qinghui's martial arts were definitely not low.

If they really fight, Ling Tian is confident that he can defeat him, but he has no certainty that he can take him down.

Compared with other masters, even if Ning Daoqi is known as a loose person, he still has a complete inheritance from the teacher's sect, while Ling Tian is purely a half-way monk, and the martial arts and martial arts are half-gifted by the system, except for evil spirits. .

This also makes Ling Tian's battle strength extremely high, there are always some shortcomings.

Just like Qinggong, the explosion speed of sunflowers is the best in the world, but in this Tang Dynasty, although the explosion speed of sunflowers is still enough, it is used in Qinggong, especially in flexible changes. It's not enough for a top-notch martial artist.

He looked at Fan Qinghui who was taken down indifferently, and then looked at Ning Daoqi who was approaching quickly, and a strange expression moved slightly in Ling Tian's eyes.

"I've let you go once, but you dare to come and bring this woman, Ning Daoqi, you really think I can't kill..."

The same roar spit out from Ling Tian's mouth, and a terrifying aura of power suddenly rose from his body. It seemed that he planned to kill Fan Qinghui first, and then fight Ning Daoqi.

"Stop, Hugh will hurt Qinghui..."

In the distance, the face of Ning Daoqi, who had come quickly, changed again, and a voice mixed with anxiety, anger, worry, etc. roared, and this Taoist scattered person slammed down towards Ling Tian like a smash.

Vigorously, Ning Daoqi's figure fell to the ground, his hands were spread out, and he had already attacked Ling Tian in an illusory, illusory way, and the Sanshou Babao was instantly deployed with all his strength.

At this time, Ning Daoqi did not realize that although Ling Tian was energized, he seemed to be waiting for him to fall on purpose. He didn't even use it to attack Fan Qinghui seriously, and Fan Qinghui, who was captured by Ling Tian, ​​was in the eye of the moment. It even showed the appearance of cursing like 'stupid ass', 'stupid pig' and so on.

Standing facing Ling Tian, ​​who was a bystander, Fan Qinghui could clearly perceive that what Ling Tian did was to lead Ning Daoqi into the urn.

It's a pity that Fan Qinghui was blocked and could not remind Ning Daoqi at all, but the latter had already made a false move to pass through Fan Qinghui, and the real move fell towards Ling Tian, ​​almost completely without defense, in a desperate way. I want to save Fan Qinghui from Ling Tian.

False, true and false...

Ling Tian looked at Ning Daoqi calmly. He had to say that the Sanshou Bapu was indeed extraordinary. He could easily break the Sanshou Bapu, but he couldn't catch Ning Daoqi who could change the situation at will.

This old-fashioned Qinggong also incorporates the Tao of Falsehood and Reality. It is true and false, and the falsehood is true. You will never be able to easily identify whether the Laodao in your spiritual perception is a real existence or a phantom that condenses spiritual power.

However, Ning Laodao's mind was already in a mess at this moment, and Ling Tian prepared a special gift for Ning Laodao.

The trace of strength that belonged to Yang Guang suddenly surged, and then suddenly swept out with Ling Tian's thoughts, as if a dagger quickly plunged into Ning Laodao's body.

In an instant, the reality dissipated, Ning Laodao's hands were still changing, and they were still extremely exquisite, but they were just a set of ordinary exquisite martial arts.

Appearing on Ning Laodao's face in shock, the next second, Ling Tian's figure suddenly slammed forward, with Fan Qinghui slamming forward, it seemed that he couldn't hit Ning Laodao, he would directly hit him. On the wall of the house not far behind Ning Laodao.

Ling Tian looked at Ning Laodao calmly, a playful smile dissipated, but he wanted to see Ning Laodao's choice.

Let Fan Qinghui be slammed into the wall by him, still make that cushion, catch Fan Qinghui, and then fall into his attack.

"Pfft... bang..."

Two coherent voices sounded, Ning Laodao slapped Ling Tian and Fan Qinghui with both hands quickly, removing most of the power in a very mysterious way, and then, Fan Qinghui's body slammed into Ning Laodao's body. .

Because of Ning Laodao's unloading force, Fan Qinghui was almost unaware this time, but Ning Laodao's whole body was smashed out, and the whole body was directly smashed on the wall behind.

This collision was not a pure collision, it contained Ling Tian's inner strength and spiritual strength. Ning Daoqi was desperately protecting Fan Qinghui, but he was hit hard.

The bricks splashed, and one wall collapsed suddenly. Ning Laodao couldn't even dodge the collapsed wall, and the whole person was buried in it.

"I admire you……"

Ling Tian blinked his eyes, watching Old Ning Dao, who was buried by the collapsed wall, spit out four words speechlessly.

Really, licking the dog is unparalleled.

At this moment, a sentence that Ling Tian had heard in his previous life appeared in Ling Tian's mind for some unknown reason.

I, Ling Tian, ​​would like to call you the strongest licking dog.

Shaking his head and dispelling the rambunctious thoughts in his mind, Ling Tian strode forward with Fan Qinghui in one hand~lightnovelpub.net~ soon found Ning Daoqi among the bricks, and he also sealed Ning Daoqi's account. The acupuncture point, and then lifted it out with one hand.

"Ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Carrying Fan Qinghui and Ning Daoqi in one hand, Ling Tian looked left and right, and finally couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, he really feels that his luck is in the lead. Although Fan Qinghui and Ning Daoqi are both warriors, they are both warriors with inheritance. Moreover, the classics they have inherited are written in ancient languages, so their knowledge, at least, In ancient texts, it is not under any great Confucianism in the world.

Ling Tian was worried that he couldn't understand the longevity formula, so God sent him such two people.

Being carried by Ling Tian as a cargo, the unconscious Ning Daoqi was nothing, but Fan Qinghui's eyes were already full of anger like burning flames.

It's just, how could Ling Tian care about this? Soon, Ling Tian found a place to buy and sell carriages. Ignoring the shopkeeper's strange eyes, he bought a carriage with Fan Qinghui and Ning Daoqi. Throw it in, and once again drive the driverless carriage towards the outside of the city in a way of training mental power.

The carriage slowly drove out of Luoyang under Fan Qinghui's expectation, loneliness and despair. In the end, no one came to rescue Fan Qinghui and Ning Daoqi.

Leaving Luoyang City, Ling Tian waited for a while. Seeing that no one was chasing after him, he looked at Fan Qinghui with disdain, and then woke up in the latter's angry, resentful eyes that seemed to carry a trace of shame. Ning Dodge.

"I'll give you a multiple-choice question, the other's life and your own inheritance, which one do you choose?"

When Ning Daoqi was completely awake, Ling Tian looked at Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui and said with a smile.