"This guy..."

Han Jian's face became more and more ugly. The ten of them joined forces, but they couldn't stop Ning Qi from massacring the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect. In the time it took to drink tea, all the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect in Fang City were dead, and Ning Qi was at this moment.

, flying towards the mountain peak where the Demon Joy Sect is located.

"I don't believe it anymore! Kill me!"

One of the ancestors of Zhan Zong roared and punched Ning Qi's back. At the same time, his body was enveloped by a blue light, and all the spiritual energy around him surged towards his body in an instant, turning into a

An extremely terrifying force came out of his fist!

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and their faces became more and more ugly. At this moment, they used their divine power to support them. When the time comes for the big gambling battle, there will be one less monk among them who can actually participate in the battle.

"Annoying!"

Ning Qi punched him with his backhand.

boom!

The terrifying power of shock surged out from the mid-air. Everyone felt like a strong wind was sweeping towards them. The aftermath visible to the naked eye swept through their bodies. The Creator, who was slightly lower in cultivation, even suffered minor injuries.

, bleeding from the corner of the mouth! The city was affected by the aftermath, houses and stalls were all shattered, just like a catastrophic wind passing through, leaving a mess!

boom!

Another loud noise was heard, and a mountain peak in the distance was shrouded in dust. When the dust dispersed, everyone found that the mountain peak had disappeared.

Take a closer look, where is the figure of the ancestor of the Zhan Sect in the mid-air!?

"Just...one punch?"

Han Jian and the others, who were about to continue attacking Ning Qi, quickly stopped and looked at the disappearing mountain peak in the distance with their mouths open. Then they looked at Ning Qi, with a hint of disbelief in their eyes. Before that,

Ning Qi has never had a direct relationship with

When they fought, they just relied on their unpredictable body skills to continuously kill the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect during their siege. The only punch they fired at the moment actually directly hit the ancestor of the Zhan Sect who had used the blessing of divine power.

Knocked away with one punch!?

Such strength has exceeded their imagination.

"Ning, Brother Ning, you..."

Han Jian showed a wry smile and looked at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi ignored them, but looked coldly at the mountain peak where the Demon Huanxi Sect was located, and suddenly raised his foot and stepped lightly on it. On the mountain peak, a giant foot condensed with fairy spirit appeared, and with a bang,

While stepping on the mountain peak, during this period, there was a golden light flashing in the mountain peak, as if it was some kind of mountain guarding formation, but in front of the giant foot, it was as fragile as a layer of paper and shattered instantly!

"No!!!"

In the mountain peak, all the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect gathered together. They looked up and watched the giant feet falling on top of their heads. They let out a desperate roar. They thought that the mountain guarding formation might be able to stop the opponent. In this way, Hanjian Ancestor

The others were able to help, but they didn't expect that Ning Qi's methods were so terrifying. Their mountain guarding formation couldn't even buy them a breath of time.

boom--

The huge mountain peak, in full view of everyone, was completely destroyed by Ning Qi's kick. Not even a bug could survive.

The power of the Huanxi Demon Sect in the Dead End was completely destroyed! Only a few scattered guys escaped because they were not in the Seven Sects Valley.

The monks in Qizong Valley looked at this scene in shock. The outside monks were fine. They had seen too many cases of confiscation of homes and extermination of families like this.

But the monks of the other six major sects, regardless of their level of cultivation, were all very frightened at this moment, because the one who was destroyed was the Demon Sect of Joy, which was as famous as their sect!

After doing all this, Ning Qi slowly turned around and glanced at Han Jian and the others. When Han Jian and the others met Ning Qi's eyes, a chill suddenly rose in their hearts.

"From now on, I will not allow the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect to enter the desperate situation of death. I will kill every one I see. Anyone who dares to protect the Huanxi Demon Sect will be killed together. If anyone sees a monk from the Huanxi Demon Sect somewhere, I can take it.

Come to me to receive the reward, or send a message to Yunqi Village. I, Ning Beixuan, will not treat you badly."

Although Ning Qi's voice was not loud, under the agitation of the fairy spirit, it spread throughout the entire Qizong Valley. Ning Qi's voice could be heard even in places thousands of miles away from the Qizong Valley.

After hearing this voice, some monks who were practicing in the wild looked in the direction of Qizong Valley in shock.

"Ning Bei

For what you did, I'm afraid he won't let you go."

The female ancestor of the Yin Yang Sect frowned and looked at Ning Qi and said.

The implication is that Ning Qi uses the strong to bully the weak. If he goes to the outside world, he will be suppressed by the Huanxi Demon Sect.

"Demon Lord Huanxi? Is he very strong? Any one of the five great Yuan Lords can easily defeat him, right?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"This guy actually thinks of himself as an existence like the Five Great Yuan Zuns? How arrogant!"

Everyone had strange eyes and different thoughts, but while they felt that Ning Qi was arrogant, many monks, for some reason, felt that Ning Qi's words were not groundless.

"alright."

Seeing that the ancestor of the Yin Yang Sect was still talking, Han Jian quickly opened his mouth to smooth things over, then smiled at Ning Qi and said: "Brother Ning, since you are done with your anger, why don't we sit down and talk about the big gambling war?

"

"A big gambling battle? I'm not interested, but you are planning to protect the monks of the Demon Sect of Joy today. Why don't you suddenly stop taking action?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

Han Jian's expression changed slightly, and a trace of anger rose in his heart, but at the same time, he also felt a little regretful. If he had known that he could not protect the Huanxi Demon Sect, he would have let the other party do whatever he wanted. The other party must be resenting what they had just done to stop him, even with him.

I don’t want to sit down and discuss matters related to the big gambling war in detail...

The Zhan Zong ancestor who was beaten away by Ning Qi before looked at Ning Qi with lingering fear, "Your fists are so hard, I am no match for you."

Even the Zhan Sect monks admitted that they were no match for Ning Qi. How could anyone else dare to risk being killed by Ning Qi and take action again?

"You are honest."

Ning Qi glanced at the other party, with a faint smile on his lips, "Well, just now you teamed up to deal with me, and I was scared. In order to make up for my mental loss, you can discuss it among yourselves. After three days, I will see enough

Give me the training resources that satisfy me, otherwise your fate will be the same as that of the Happy Demon Sect."

"Come on, that's it. Are you angry? Hit me quickly."

Han Jian and others' faces became extremely ugly, and there was still unconcealable anger in their eyes. However, after a while, they looked at each other and said to Ning Qi: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!