Chapter: 2191

Sure enough, Ning Qi raised his eyebrows: "You think you can resist my palm just now, so you are qualified to speak in front of me?"

"presumptuous!"

"Arrogance!"

As the Nine Kings of the Sword Emperor City, except in front of their master and Ziyang Sword Emperor, when had they ever experienced this kind of anger? When they heard Ning Qi's arrogant words, everyone was furious.

"Forget it, let you know what it means to have a sky beyond the sky, a mountain beyond a mountain, and a mere dragon prison, which narrows your horizons."

Ning Qi smiled lightly, and slapped again.

The same six silver dragons are also tens of feet long.

"Again? Hmph! Since we resisted your first move, we can resist the second and third moves!"

"Shoot!"

Including Venerable Hongmeng, the Nine Kings made another move at the same time, and the colorful tricks gathered together to welcome the six silver dragons!

Venerable Hongmeng at the front suddenly felt an ominous premonition, and before he had time to react, with a bang, six silver dragons directly broke their tricks and bombarded everyone.

Puff puff!

The nine kings spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily on the ground in embarrassment. Suddenly, no one could stand up!

"Dou Sheng?"

"Is he a fighting saint?"

Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably, especially Tuba, he was more afraid than everyone else, if reason didn't drive him to stay, he might have already run away.

"How can it be……"

A look of horror flashed in Venerable Hongmeng's eyes. He knew that Ning Qi was very strong, but the other party was really strong enough to defeat their nine peak Dou Zun together?

Even a one-star Dou Sheng can't do this!

But at the beginning, he remembered that Ning Qi's cultivation at that time was not even Dou Zun, and in his own eyes, he was as small as an ant!

The other eight kings were also secretly shocked in their hearts, and at the same time began to heal their wounds quietly, looking towards Ning Qi, and seeing that he had no more movements, they were relieved in their hearts.

In the heavenly prison, for a while, the silent needle drop could be heard, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Your master, it's about time to come, right?"

Ning Qi smiled and looked towards the sky: "Say Cao Cao Cao Cao will be there."

Who is Cao Cao?

A trace of doubt arose in Dudu's heart, could it be some strong man in the land of Dongxuan?

Three beams of light came through the air one after the other, and landed directly beside Venerable Hongmeng and the others.

One of them is the master of Venerable Hongmeng, Mo Sheng, and the other two are also disciples of Ziyang Sword Emperor, existences of the Fighting Saint level.

However, in Ning Qi's eyes, the cultivation base of these three people is weaker than the ordinary saint sons in Qingdi Holy Land, and in his own eyes, they are no different from ants.

"Who are you? Why did you hurt my disciple?"