Zongwu: My Proficiency Panel

Chapter 155 Killing the Flying Dragon
"The flying dragon is coming!"

The crowd panicked, fleeing in all directions like ants under the heavy rain.

The street that was still busy just now was deserted in a blink of an eye. The shopkeeper of the inn scolded his mother in his heart, but made a face to the waiter.

The guy swallowed with a bitter face, and then he forced himself to show a smile that was uglier than crying at the big man standing at the door.

"Master, you..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish talking, he was slapped on the right cheek, and a bloody molar flew far away. The clerk had already slammed his head on the wooden table, unconscious and passed out.

Seeing the miserable situation of the shopkeeper, instead of panicking, he sneered coldly, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, you have grievances and grievances, and we have the rules of opening a shop. If you want to fight, go out and beat the things in the shop. It doesn't matter to us, it's a bad life, but the master behind this inn won't be so talkative!"

The person who did it, the one in the clear sky, was actually wearing a bamboo hat, with two machetes clasped in his hands, with his left bare body, tattoos all over his body, a gloomy face, and double triangular eyes, with sinister eyes.

"Who?"

The shopkeeper said hesitantly: "Master, you can hear me clearly, my master's surname is Fang, this inn is also called Fulai Inn, who do you think it is?"

"I don't care who he is!"

There was a sneer at the corner of the swordsman's mouth, and a pair of sinister eyes under the edge of the hat only looked up at the signboard, and suddenly pulled out the knife with his right hand. What he pulled out was a scimitar, and his figure flickered and jumped into the air.

"bass!"

The scimitar returned to its sheath like the wind, and after the person landed, he saw the signboard slowly split in two and fell to the ground.

The inn was completely silent, and the few people watching were even more dazed.

Very fast knife.

The shopkeeper's face was ugly, seeing the other party approaching menacingly, but not afraid of his own master, he simply shrank back and hid behind the counter.

"Today, I'm only going to settle accounts with the owner of the white horse. Anyone who is sensible, go away!"

In the corner, Ding'an looked a little surprised, staring straight at the man, and suddenly remembered the news about his father that Xiang Ling accidentally revealed one night.

Twenty years ago, it was such a man with tattoos all over his body and wielding two knives who killed his father, and now his father's broken knives are still enshrined in the Lianfeng.

"What? Do you know him?"

The girl beside her also seemed to be watching the excitement, without much fear, and asked about Ding'an.

Ding'an didn't speak, but looked at Feilong with hatred in his eyes.

Tie Tou's complexion changed, and he walked to Xiang Ling to cover her, and said in a low voice, "He is a flying dragon."

Xiang Ling asked, "Is it very powerful?"

"It's very powerful. There is no one with better martial arts than him in a hundred miles around. Let's leave as soon as there is a fight."

"Then there will be a good show. Who do you think will win, the hero or the horse thief?" Xiang Ling was so excited that she almost trembled. She had never seen a scene of people in the rivers and lakes fighting for justice. At this moment, she was looking forward to it, curious. Overcome the fear.

"..."

"Dong dong dong..."

On the wooden ladder, footsteps sounded, and Ning Xiu, who had just gone up the stairs, was now coming down again, with a gentle expression on his face, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

He came to the door so quickly, he was a little surprised, but it seemed to be expected, these days he has been waiting for the famous horse thief leader who is around a hundred miles away.

After all, these are the resources that make him powerful. There are many vicious and vicious people in the land of Mobei. They slaughter villages when they meet villages, slaughter towns when they meet towns, and destroy villages in Pingshan. No one can stop them.

Among them, two groups of horse thieves are the most powerful, and one of them has three leaders, the third master "Little White Ape Piercing Water" Hou Yu, the second master "Iron Claw Condor" Liu Feixiong, and the elder master "Yellow Sick Boy" Miao Jiqing.

And the leader of the other group of horse thieves is naturally the flying dragon in front of him.

I heard that his martial arts is the strongest among these horse bandits, don't let yourself down.

"The battle is not small."

At a glance, the outside of the inn was surrounded by horse thieves, there were at least seventy or eighty people.

At this time, the fun has just begun.

The book is back to normal.

Ning Xiu went downstairs, looked at the people coming, and sighed in his heart, it is not easy to earn a potential point, and he has to play a trick of being a hero to save the beauty and being a chivalrous man.

I just want to earn some clean potential points, this horse bandit is the grass that the wildfire can't burn, if you kill a flying dragon, there will be another flying dragon, but it doesn't matter.

These nearly a hundred horse thieves can at least provide themselves with 20 potential points.

"Oh, you are Feilong? This should not be your real name. Give me a name. When you are buried later, people must know whose corpse it is!"

He said it politely, but the swordsman was furious and gritted his teeth.

"Looking for death! I want to see who dies!"

"Damn it, bright guy!"

Behind Feilong, the horse thieves stretched out their hands and picked up the knives pinned to their bodies.

The word "rule" is placed in the northwest desert, it is better to change "moment" to "distance".The sky is high, the emperor is far away, and the emperor is close, so there are rules, binding force, and laws, but in this place on the edge of imperial power, the so-called "rules" naturally mean that there are no rules.

What's more, Song and Meng fought, the world was in chaos, and the rules were naturally weaker. People in the world were too busy to talk about rules.

Here, it is about who has the sharpest knife, who has the highest martial arts, and who has the longest life.

As long as you are alive, everything is the rule.

Just like now, as long as you are capable enough, you can break into this town if you want, and kill this person if you want.

"If you are afraid, go up first." Ning Xiu let go of Jiaolong, not at all paying attention to the group of horse bandits rushing up.

Seeing his appearance, several people looked at each other without talking nonsense, and immediately stood at a corner to surround Ning Xiu with a wave of their hands.

No verbosity, just straightforward, a disagreement means life and death, just like the silent Gobi desert at the foot, wordless and simple.

"Damn it, hurry up if you want to fight or kill, dawdle like a bitch."

Seeing that some people were too dawdly, Xu Shi got impatient and scolded a few people.

This temper is strong enough.

She had already seen Ning Xiu's ability, so she naturally didn't think that just a few people could kill Ning Xiu.

"You can't raise a wolf cub."

When Ning Xiu heard the words, he turned his wrist, and the knife used for cutting meat in his hand also "hummed" immediately, making a vibration like a cicada, flying in his palm, and the bright blade suddenly lit up in the morning sun The dazzling golden light turned into a fast-moving cold shadow, as if carrying a cold murderous intent, which made people feel chills all over.

It is obviously a straight and thin long knife, but when he uses it now, it opens and closes wide.

They seemed to be frightened by this murderous intent, their eyes lit up, they didn't know whether it was shock or fear, joy or anger, they held the knife in their right hand and raised the knife, they all surrounded them, and their feet were also fast.

How can you be a mediocre person who can hang around in this place where the gate of hell is closed.

Between the flashes of light and flint, the shadow of the swirling knife has met several knives, and the shadow of the sword is extremely dangerous.

"Ding ding ding-"

Not far away, the store clerk who was lying on the ground raised his head and fixedly looked at the figures who were handing over.

"Shh!" Xiang Ling sneaked out from under the table, made a "shhh" gesture to the guy, and then looked up at the few people who were fighting.

"what!"

A scream.

Several severed hands holding knives raised flying blood beads, threw them high, and then fell heavily to the ground, still twitching when they landed.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Another quick confrontation.

A figure in the inn swayed with strange steps, extremely slippery, tossing and turning among the other people, like an invisible wind, which could not be prevented.

A startled glance.

"bass!"

Then Ning Xiu stopped, the person stopped, and the knife also stopped.

The blade of the blade trembled like the lingering sound of a bell, and gradually dispersed, and the bright red blood splashed down along the edge of the blade at this moment.

The wind blew up, the dust was blowing, and the eight bodies behind him were slashing, slashing, or stabbing with knives, but at this moment, with the spray of blood sprayed from their bodies, the cloth was torn, and they fell to the ground and died.

Ning Xiu looked at the knife in his hand and frowned, the quality of this knife was too poor, it was too blunt after cutting several people.

Killing people with this kind of knife will hurt others very much.

Several more horse thieves who were besieging died, and Fei Long couldn't sit still any longer, so he yelled sharply.

"Death!"

With a twist of his waist and his feet sprinting, his whole body is like a dragon writhing.

Flying dragon Flying dragon is not only good at using two knives, but also has a body style like a flying dragon.

"Chuck!"

The light of Bai Zhanzhan's saber suddenly appeared straight and straight like a waterfall, like a clear spring and a waterfall, it only shot towards Ning Xiu from the door.

It really is a fast and fast knife, just like a flying dragon.

"Hurry up!"

Ning Xiu's eyes lit up, but he had already knocked out a bamboo chopstick with a flick of his fingers, with a "swish", although he didn't use internal force, the speed was not bad.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Flying Dragon let out a sharp roar, the blade trembled, and stabbed diagonally, splitting the chopsticks in half from head to tail.

But just as his saber posture changed, a figure came rushing towards him like a ferocious tiger or beast. When the swordsman reacted, he felt a gust of wind blowing against his face, and his bamboo hat was thrown off, his cheeks trembled, and he swung the saber cut.

Before the knife fell, but his eyes were empty again, Ning Xiu raised his waist, jumped up in a somersault, jumped to the top of the swordsman's head, sank his feet, bent his knees and kicked.

As soon as Feilong lifted the saber, he suddenly saw a pair of shoe soles stepping on him, he hurriedly blocked it with the saber, the blade immediately bent inwards, under the great force, he already staggered back.

He managed to stand still, looking at Ning Xiu who was smiling in front of him, he suddenly felt his face turn red, his heart was burning with anger, he let out a loud "Yeah", and stabbed out again.

"The knife is not stable, what kind of knife technique is used!"

Ning Xiu looked at the furious swordsman, his breath was not stable, how could he hold the knife steadily.

When the two were confronting each other, a horse bandit had already touched him, ready to kidnap Jiaolong.

"what!"

A scream.

This tragedy sounded from behind him.

Ning Xiu turned his head and turned around. At this moment, Jiaolong was holding a knife in his hand, and stabbed the horse thief into the heart, killing him with one knife, simply and neatly.

She pulled the knife, and a blood arrow shot out from her heart, splashing on that flowery face, the bright red blood dripping down her chin was shocking, and her eyes were full of piercing eyes Youguang, as well as the deep-seated hatred, are also like two drops of wet blood.

This woman is bloody and has a bit of kung fu.

Although the horse bandit was injured just now, it is not something ordinary women can deal with.

"You're looking for death!"

Feilong seized the opportunity, turned the two sharp blades in his hands into two white lights, and attacked Ningxiu, one left and one right, aiming to kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

The sword light struck Ning Xiu like lightning, this ultimate move was purely relying on the speed of his own sword technique and the flaws exposed by Ning Xiu's turning his head.

The cold light pierced towards him, the tip of the knife shook suddenly, and dozens of knife flowers were shaken out, as if it wanted to stab Ning Xiu's face to pieces.

"Ding!"

But the knife flower just started, but it scattered out of nowhere.

Two scimitars, the hilts of the sabers were in the hands of the swordsman, but the blades were between Ning Xiu's fingers. With his fingers pointing upwards to avoid the sharpness of the blades, he grasped the blades from the middle of his waist and stroked them back. He straightened it, and turned his wrist slightly from bottom to bottom.

"boom!"

A section of the knife tip flew backwards and entered the swordsman's throat. Under ten thousand catties of divine power, the protective energy was just a joke, and the flying dragon fell to the ground on the spot choking his throat.

"I...my name is Fushan... ho..."

"You really think I'll bury you?" Ning Xiu smiled and drew his knife, "People are sinister, if you don't pay attention, you will be deceived."

He looked at the Flying Dragon who was lying on the ground, dying with regret, and the blood on the ground gradually spread.

Ning Xiu put an ingot of silver on the counter, looked at the group of horse bandits who had been stunned, "I will pay for everything broken today."

Dozens of horse bandits came, with so many horses and the silver on those people, it might be more than enough to buy this inn.

next moment.

The wind and sand are bloody.

……

The morning sun rises in the east, and the moon sinks in the west every night.

The moonlight is like silver, as bright as frost and snow, illuminating the earth.

Caressing the hideous and twisted scars on his chest, a trace of fear flashed in Ning Xiu's eyes, that overlord beast seraph is really the most powerful monster in the world.

Not only is it comparable in size to a modern small airliner, but it has rough skin and thick flesh, and even a Kunwu knife can't cut off its fleshy wings.

It is even more powerful, and it really has the power to shake mountains. The so-called innate divine power of human beings is so ridiculous in front of this kind of overlord-level beast.

Ning Xiu had a bloody battle with the overlord alien beast for a day, and finally beheaded the terrifying alien beast, but was almost pinched to death by the ferocious beast with its iron claws.

The unforgettable pain reappeared in his dreams from time to time, and it still shocked him into a cold sweat.

However, it was these scars that made him understand that the world he was in was very dangerous, and even if his strength reached his level, he would not be invincible.

At that time, with the support of a huge amount of potential points, Ning Xiu kept cutting out terrifying sword energy beyond his limits, and spent a full 120 million potential points in exchange for [Black Jade Intermittent Ointment] and other magic medicines that can instantly restore all qi and blood , he was able to kill the terrifying beast and get the medicine he wanted.

【Heart of the Seraph】

Quality: light gold

Introduction: The prehistoric alien species, the blood of the dragon species, the heart of the seraph has gathered [-]% of the blood of the seraph, which has unimaginable and terrifying energy and blood power, and is extremely useful.

Effects: 1: [Recovery]: After taking the blood essence of the flying dragon, you only need to bear the erosion of the blood essence of the dragon species, no matter how severe the injury is, you can recover instantly, or even resurrect from the dead;
2: [Strength Qi]: After taking the blood essence of the fire phoenix, you only need to bear the erosion of the blood essence of the flying dragon on your own blood vessels to greatly strengthen the blood. The specific increase depends on the amount of blood essence of the flying dragon and the degree of absorption by the body;

3: [Fire resistance]: Taking Feilong blood essence can resist flames and high temperatures, the specific tolerance limit depends on the amount of Feilong blood essence and the degree of body absorption;

4: [Dragon Qi]: After taking the blood essence of the flying dragon, you can absorb a small amount of dragon gas contained in it to enhance your luck.

Note: 1: Flying dragon essence blood contains strong resentment. After taking it, not only must bear the damage and change of the blood of the beast, but also must bear the resentment of the beast all the time. Don't take it rashly, otherwise you will die.

2: The flying dragon is the blood of the dragon species, and those with the blood of the dragon species will absorb it more easily and strengthen the blood.

After seeing this treasure of golden quality, Ning Xiu thought in his heart that it was worth risking his life to kill the flying dragon this time.

The qi and blood of alien beasts are stronger than human fighters of the same level, but human beings can use their wisdom to find out the method of refining the blood essence of alien beasts, reaching the level of comparing alien beasts with their physical bodies.

This seraph is a terrifying beast that is infinitely close to the three-flowered powerhouse. Its vitality and blood are beyond the reach of three or five three-flowered powerhouses. Fortunately, it does not know martial arts and only fights with its body. Under the terrifying saber aura that could hurt Meng Chixing's level master, Xiu hated Mobei.

The flying seraph was extremely fast, and if Ning Xiu hadn't possessed dragon energy and unicorn blood, which inspired the seraph's sense of territory, he would fight endlessly with him and never retreat, otherwise Ning Xiu would not be able to successfully kill this rampaging dragon in Mobei. The hundred-year-old overlord alien beast got its heart.

With this item, Ning Xiu is [-]% sure of the flower of condensing blood.

(End of this chapter)