Battle Through the Heavens: Inheriting the Legacy of the Desolate Emperor, I Stand Alone Through Ete

Xiao Ning's words, with a hint of weakness, echoed high in the sky.

The strong wind blew away the smoke and dust that blocked the vision, and the figure wearing tattered black clothes appeared on the earth again. Under the eyes of everyone, although his breath was much weakened, the majestic figure was covered with bruises. , in everyone's field of vision, it looks extremely tall!

No matter how powerful the third form of the Xuanming Divine Palm of Venerable Xuanming was, in the end, it was unable to do anything to Xiao Ning. At the cost of serious injury, Xiao Ning finally blocked this palm!

In the distance, many onlookers who were excited about the heated discussion suddenly felt like ducks being pinched by the neck, especially the mysterious old man, whose eyes widened and almost sunken into his eye sockets, like a repeater. Just like that, he kept mumbling to himself and repeating one sentence:

"How is it possible? How could he survive that attack?!"

In addition to him, there were several people who, under his instigation, blocked the victory of Venerable Xuanming. After a brief period of joy, they also stopped and then looked at him with unkind eyes. The mysterious old man was killed. Although his strength was quite good, among all the people present, who was any worse than the other?

The mysterious old man who was stared at unkindly by them swallowed involuntarily, and then tried to ease the situation with a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"A small gamble brings pleasure, a small gamble brings pleasure, there are losses and there are wins."

As his words came out, several leaders of forces on the other side who were still frowning and lamenting that the master of the Genius Butian Pavilion had fallen like this, also raised the corners of their mouths slightly, with a hint of teasing, and looked at come over.

Just now, the mysterious old man had been pretending to be sophisticated and analytical in front of them, which had already made them very unhappy. In the smoke and dust just now, Xiao Ning, the master of Butian Pavilion, seemed to be bombarded and killed, which made them helpless and had to hold their noses. Watching this mysterious old man jumping around in front of them.

Now that the opponent has lost and Xiao Ning has won, they don't mind giving this old guy a little show.

Looking at the unkind looks of several people, the mysterious old man's complexion finally changed. His old face kept trembling, and he didn't care about anything. He immediately said:

"Everyone, old man, I have something to do at home, so I won't accompany you. I won't disturb you. I'm leaving first."

However, before he could open his fighting wings and fly towards the distance, a slight spatial fluctuation appeared unconsciously, creating a weak ripple in the space.

Then, a broad palm appeared out of thin air and pressed on the mysterious old man's shoulder. Then, an inexplicable word quietly appeared:

"Old guy, I remember you didn't have such an attitude before. Do you want me to repeat what you said before?"

A figure appeared behind the mysterious old man, with a half-smiling expression on his face. As his words fell, everyone's eyes involuntarily looked to the other side. In the hand of the mysterious old man, there was a A huge stone table.

"I remember, this old guy said arrogantly before that if Lord Butian Pavilion could win, he would eat this table alive."

As these words fell, many people appeared suddenly enlightened, as if they had remembered something, and immediately said:

"Oh, that's right, that's it!"

"I testify that this old man did say this!"

"Count me in as the witness!"

The crowd was excited for a moment, and looking at the huge stone table being carried in front of him, feeling the tremendous force coming from his shoulders, the mysterious old man showed a trace of bitterness on his face. Originally, he just wanted to pretend to be an expert and make some extra money. , why is it so difficult?

Some people were happy and some were worried, and they were mixed in the crowd. The young man in black robe who had been arguing with the old man before had already gained a lot at this moment, and quietly withdrew from the crowd. Instead of watching the group of people execute and criticize the mysterious old man, he He pulled up his hood and said with some satisfaction:

"I'm just telling you, cousin Xiao Ning will definitely win. Bet on him and you'll make a profit!"

Ignoring the noise of the crowd on the Fenglei Mountains, in Butian Pavilion, the disciples of Butian Pavilion who had been severely hit by the bombardment by Xiao Ning saw that although the Dao was weak, it still stood tall and stood proudly in the world. After the majestic figure in the middle, there was a brief stagnation, and then violent cheers broke out. At this moment, the Butian Pavilion disciples' sense of identification with Butian Pavilion reached its extreme!

Apart from them, the elders of Butian Pavilion who were standing high in the sky and observing the battle situation also laughed and looked into the distance after experiencing some ups and downs.

"Okay, okay, I knew the Pavilion Master would not lose so easily!"

The bald elder wearing a monk's robe said with a bit of joy, while Han Fei on the side also touched his beard and said with some relief in his eyes:

"I know this guy is not that simple."

In the distance, the figure looked like Venerable Xuanming who had aged ten years in an instant. His eyes widened and he stared at Xiao Ning who was deep in the palm print. After a long time, he realized what had happened. .

As if to confirm whether it was real, he took a long step forward. His whole body did stagger and almost fell, but he didn't care and continued to take steps!

After more than a dozen dodgers, Venerable Xuanming came to Xiao Ning. The latter did not feel any panic or surprise at the arrival of Venerable Xuanming. Although Xiao Ning was injured unclearly, he still retained the strength to fight. , he could easily see that the current Venerable Xuan Ming's body was empty. Let alone a battle, even maintaining the current posture would probably consume a lot of energy.

Otherwise, although Xiao Ning admires Venerable Xuan Ming very much, he will not let such a person who can threaten his name come so close to his seriously injured self!

As he looked deeply at Xiao Ning, who was covered in scars, Venerable Xuanming moved his lips slightly, and it took him a long time to say such a sentence with a slight trembling.

"Boy, how did you block that move?!"

Hearing the words of Venerable Xuanming, Xiao Ning's lips twitched slightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, a smile appeared, and he said immediately:

"This is my secret, Senior Xuanming, there seems to be no need to know it, right?"

After hearing these words, Venerable Xuanming, who was still excited, calmed down. Then he took a deep look at Xiao Ning again, took a deep breath, and said calmly:

"In this case, I am willing to admit defeat."

In full view of everyone, Venerable Xuanming slowly raised his palms