Chapter: 2549

Meng Tianlin felt that he had lost all his face today, let out a roar, and greeted Ning Qi head-on.

"Three strokes!"

"Four tricks!"

"Seven tricks!"

Ning Qi fought several moves with Meng Tianlin in an instant, and every time they collided, the protective bans around them shook for a while. At the eighth move, the bans finally shattered.

The faces of Chu Kuang and the others suddenly changed.

"You will write your surname backwards soon."

Ning Qi looked at Meng Tianlin and smiled lightly. After saying that, he turned around and left through the air. Without the protective ban, the momentum of his battle with Meng Tianlin would spread to the auditorium. If Meng Qingling and the others were not there, Ning Qi would naturally not I care, but now, he wants to move the battlefield outside Dongxuan City.

"Crazy kid!"

Meng Tianlin roared out of embarrassment and chased after Ning Qi.

"They're going to fight outside Dongxuan City! Let's catch up!"

One by one, the monks broke through the air and chased after the two of them.

"I'll go too."

The three of Chu Kuang looked at each other, and immediately left through the air.

Almost instantly, Dongxuanbi Arena was empty, and even those monks who did not enter the arena to watch the battle were also attracted by the movement and joined the team of 100,000 monks.

Thousands of miles away from Dongxuan City.

Hundreds of thousands of monks stood densely in the void, and their eyes fell on Ning Qi and Meng Tianlin, who were more than ten miles away.

With a movement of Meng Tianlin's figure, he avoided the knife cutting towards his neck, and his face turned ashen instantly.

Because, the ten-stroke agreement that I just made has already arrived.

"If I remember correctly, ten tricks, right? You didn't suppress me, did you write my surname backwards from now on?"

Ning Qi looked at Meng Tianlin with a half-smile.

In addition to the previous two moves, he and Meng Tianlin were on par with Meng Tianlin after the eight moves, and each suffered some injuries. However, this small injury did not hinder Ning Qi, but it was different for Meng Tianlin. .

As long as this consumption continues, it is estimated that after ten days and ten nights, Meng Tianlin will die of exhaustion.

"Ten moves!"

"Meng Tianlin just said that ten tricks will definitely suppress Ning Beixuan. Now that Ning Beixuan is still alive and kicking, his surname will really be written backwards in the future!"

"Haha, it's the first time in our inner domain that monks in the late stage of Dou Dan state write their surnames upside down, right?"

The onlookers burst into laughter, and even the three of Chu Kuang couldn't restrain a slight smile on their faces.

Seeing this, Meng Tianlin felt extremely humiliated in his heart. Today, he is a dignified cultivator in the later stage of Dou Dan, the ancestor of the Meng family, and he has become the laughing stock of everyone today.

Even if he killed Ning Qi, in the next hundreds or even thousands of years, people would make fun of it. It can be said that his reputation was completely destroyed by Ning Qi.

"Meng family's ancestral training, the third rule!"