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Ning Wufeng snorted coldly.
"I will kill you!" Ning Chen opened his arms wide, and rushed towards Ning Wufeng like a giant bear that was about to split the mountain. With Ning Wushuang supporting him from behind, his worries were greatly reduced.
Bear King Mountain Bearing Fist.
With the force of a thousand kilograms, Ning Chen's fists were glowing with a white light. Maybe it was because of Ning Wushuang, but the power of his fist had clearly increased.
"You overestimate yourself!" Since your master is useless, I will teach you a lesson. " Ning Wufeng's gaze turned cold.
Under the cover of his spiritual sense, his punch suddenly became very slow. He leaned to the side and dodged Ning Chen's punch that had accumulated strength. He lifted his leg and placed it on Ning Chen's chest.
With a bang, Ning Chen sat on the ground, and fell until he was dizzy.
The coldness on Ning Wushuang's face became even stronger, and he said coldly: "Do you think that with this kind of strength, you can stay in the Ning family? There's still a long way to go! "
"Why are you blabbering so much? We have to make the best use of our time. " The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth rose slightly. He lightly looked at this familiar stranger.
"Leave the Ning family. This is not a place you should be." said coldly, the Jiangning Prefecture's Seeking Immortal Palace's selection was approaching, he did not have the time to play with Ning Wufeng.
Even if he had recovered his spiritual veins and gained spiritual energy, he had only cultivated for a few days. He didn't deserve to be his opponent. Moreover, he left the Ning family. Ning Wufeng was dead meat.
Ning Wufeng chuckled, looked at Ning Wushuang and said: "So you are here to chase me away?" There was an indifferent expression on his face as he looked at Ning Chen who was beaten up miserably.
Ning Wushuang's expression changed, as he said word by word. "Don't tell me you want me to ask you to leave!" Ning Chen was slapped in his face.
"Do you really think that you can be so lawless just because you possess spiritual energy? Today, I will let you know what it means to have someone stronger than you, the heavens above you! " Ning Wushuang said hatefully.
"You're still like this, unable to keep your composure. "It's difficult to accomplish anything." Ning Wufeng chuckled. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, as Ning Wushuang made his move.
Eighth Heavenly Layer of Qi Drawing Stage. His movement speed was already twice that of Ning Chen.
The power of the first three stages of Qi Drawing Stage increased by one thousand kilograms, the middle third stage increased by two thousand kilograms, and the last three stages increased by three thousand kilograms.
Ning Wufeng currently only had the strength of four stages of Qi Drawing Stage, with a punch of five thousand kilograms. With Ning Wushuang's cultivation of eight stages, a punch had a full strength of fifteen thousand kilograms, with a difference of three times the strength.
With a boom, Ning Wufeng's figure flashed and dodged Ning Wufeng's punch. The fist that weighed over ten thousand jin landed on the flower pot in the courtyard, and the air around it was blasted into smithereens.
"What a powerful force." Ning Wufeng's mind slightly moved. It was clear that he was not's match. He took a deep breath and released his divine sense. Under the enveloping of his divine sense, Ning Wushuang's speed slowed down by a lot.
He actually managed to dodge my punch. Ning Wushuang was slightly surprised. From the time he possessed spirit energy to the time he cultivated, it was already the peak of five days for him to be able to step into the first sky of the Qi Drawing Stage.
How could he dodge his fist!
Although Ning Wushuang was surprised, he did not slow down his attack speed. He snorted: "Watch carefully, how do you want to fight Bear King Mountain Bearing Fist!"
My god, Ning Wufeng is actually using this as a teaching material and is explaining martial arts to Ning Chen and the others.
The first punch, the Bear King had appeared!
Ning Wushuang's body suddenly expanded by more than a fold, like a giant bear, spirit energy surging, his entire body releasing white light. A roar that captivated the mind.
"Brother Shuang Wu, Ning Wufeng you trash, just wait to cry." Ning Wushuang's punch had indeed exceeded the level of a Ning Family lecturer.
"Crushing that trash, Ning Wufeng. "Drive them out of the Ning Family." Ning Chen said as he grinded his teeth.
The cheers and cheers for Ning Wufeng could not be stopped.
Ning Wufeng's expression changed, seeing how a humanoid giant bear was crushing down towards him, the white light between his fists became even brighter.
"Fist techniques, then I'll give it a try." He sneered. In his previous life, he had not given the title of Grandmaster of Xing Yi Martial Arts for nothing.
The formidable punch was like a hot knife through butter. Ning Chen and the others had their eyes opened wide. After all, Ning Wushuang did not give them much time to lecture. And it was using Ning Wufeng as the teaching material.
"Haha, Lil 'Shuang Bro destroyed this trash!" Ning Chen screamed. Some of the Ning Family disciples could not bear it, with such a powerful punch, Ning Wufeng would be reduced to a pile of meat paste.
Chinese martial arts since ancient times has "four or four thousand pounds" the quirky.
Ning Wufeng used his sharp perception to observe, and when Ning Wushuang's punch arrived, he suddenly moved, instead of retreating, he rushed forward, and when he was close enough, he hugged Ning Wushuang. A Tiger Fist struck towards Ning Wushuang's elbow.
Bang! The white light surged. Ning Wushuang groaned, his wrist was a weak point, after being punched, the force of the punch naturally dissipated. Ning Wufeng used his elbow to knock Ning Wushuang out.
Ning Wushuang was after all an eighth heaven cultivator, with a few leaps, he stabilized himself.
"I've underestimated you." He looked at Ning Wufeng and spoke each word slowly, shaking his wrist that was a little numb. He really did not expect Ning Wufeng's speed to be so fast.
The bear king was carrying the mountain!
Both of Ning Wushuang's arms surged with spirit energy, his fist strength crackled in the air, and like lightning, it fiercely smashed towards Ning Wufeng.
However, Ning Wushuang became more astute this time, as he waved his fists, he protected his four limbs and the rest of his body with spirit energy. To prevent Ning Wufeng from sneaking an attack like earlier.
The corner of his mouth slightly raised as he said in a cold tone: "We will see what you will do now." Relying on his thick spirit energy, he protected himself well and attacked Ning Wufeng.
Ning Wufeng laughed and shook his head, this time Ning Wushuang was really wrong. The Bear King's Mountain Carrying Fist was formidable, but it relied on an indomitable spirit. However, Ning Wushuang was now worried that Yue Yang's sneak attack would weaken the intention of his punch.
Form and Will Boxing!
Ning Wushuang bent his back slightly, his entire body arched forward like a powerful bow. When Ning Wushuang stepped into his attack range, he decisively punched out.
In his previous life, he had immersed himself in Form and Will Boxing and even observed the fighting techniques of tigers and wolves deep in the rainforest. Now, with the help of his spiritual energy, not only was it very easy to use, but it also increased its power by several times.
The fist of the serpent was agile and agile, like a spirit serpent emerging from its lair. Its attack was extremely sharp. Gathering his Innate Qi at the tip of his fist, he rushed towards Ning Wushuang's punch. With a bang, spiritual light surged.
Ning Wushuang felt his palm go numb, he never thought that Ning Wufeng's punch would gather such majestic power. But what he didn't know was that when he punched out, spiritual energy spread throughout his entire body. When Ning Wufeng struck out with his fist, all of the spirit energy in his body converged at his fist, so naturally, the power became a lot greater.
With a punch, Ning Wufeng's body swayed slightly. The difference between the middle and late stage of the Qi Drawing Stage was too great, and was somewhat beyond his expectations.
But Ning Wufeng did not give up. He followed closely behind, moving closer to the body. His Tiger Fist shot straight towards Ning Wushuang's chest, breaking it apart.
Ning Wushuang was forced three or four steps back. Ning Wufeng did not stop there. Following that, he used a horse fist and struck towards Ning Wushuang.
"The same move will be useless after being used three times." Ning Wushuang was struck consecutively by Ning Wushuang's moves, causing him to be forced to retreat continuously.
After releasing his power of the eighth stage of Qi Drawing Stage, his entire body started to shine with a misty white light. He withstood Ning Wufeng's punch with all his might.
Nine Fists of Raging Sea!
The high grade Spirit Spell of the Ning Family was unleashed, and it was also Ning Wushuang's main Spirit Spell. The might of a Common Tier High Rank Spirit Spell was naturally not something that a low tier Bear King Mountain Bearing Fist could compare with.
The moment the fist appeared, the surrounding air turned into layers and layers of waves that surged towards Ning Wufeng. The eighth heaven's spirit energy was more than twice as dense as the fourth heaven's spirit energy, and it instantly reversed the situation.
"Haha, you can try your luck." Ning Wushuang laughed out loud when he saw Ning Wufeng swaying in the air like a small boat in the middle of a small boat within his Raging Waves Fist Technique.
The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth curved into a smile, causing his heart to thump loudly.
What was going on?
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, and the accumulated spiritual energy instantly dispersed. His face was filled with shock. How could this be?!
Following closely behind, Ning Wufeng moved. The Form and Will Boxing contained an extremely ordinary Bear Fist, with an imposing manner as though a bear king had just come out of the mountains, and rushed straight towards Ning Wushuang's chest.
Bang! Ning Wushuang was sent flying like a cannonball outside the courtyard.
"How could this be?" Ning Wushuang's face turned dark. He was a dignified cultivator of the eighth stage of the Qi Drawing Stage;
Ning Wufeng snorted, the previous attack was just a feint, but it was actually to cover up the Pure Yang Sword Technique's Ascending Yang Art.
He used his hidden strength to hide the Pure Yang Sword Technique's sword Qi inside the Horse Fist. When Ning Wushuang moved to gather all of his Spirit Qi, the hidden Sword Qi exploded.
"It's not that you want me to leave, it's that you don't want to stay here." Ning Wufeng indifferently swept Ning Wushuang a glance, still that group of Ning disciples who were like frightened birds said.
Other than Ning Linchuan, he did not have much feelings for the Ning Family. Whether he stayed or went didn't really matter much.
Bringing Wu Liu, Taoist Xuan Ku and a few others, they walked past Ning Wushuang with big strides, and never returned. After leaving the Ning Family, there were even more exciting things waiting for him outside.
Ning Wushuang's face was gloomy and cold. He gritted his teeth as he watched Ning Wufeng walk away, and fiercely said, "If you leave the Ning Family, you will die!"
"Send out the news that Ning Wufeng has left the Ning Family. I want him dead without a burial ground!"
The entire Ning Family courtyard was filled with the shrill and malicious roars of Ning Wushuang.