Chapter: 2794

"yes!"

Excited on Jiang Tai's face, he flew directly towards the arena.

No one thought that Ning Qi could survive Fengyun Wudao's blow, Lan Die gloated on his face, and looked at Mu Qiuchan mockingly.

Mu Qiuchan's face was a little pale, Fenghua saw this, reached out to hold her arm, and comforted her in a low voice.

"Pity."

Lan Chensong shook his head slowly. He didn't feel sorry for Ning Qi's death. What he regretted was Yan Wanglei's pill recipe. If he could torture him and ask him about the pill recipe, Fengyun Wudao would kill him again. With Ning Qi, this is perfect.

Just as Jiang Tai probed to find Ning Qi's body, a head appeared in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"Look for Lianxian Yuding."

"Are you qualified to take the Immortal Refining Yu Ding? Get out of here."

"you you you you……"

Jiang Tai looked at Ning Qi in shock, stammering.

"What are you?"

Ning Qi grinned at him, crawled out of the pit, and stretched out his hand to Fengyun Wudao: "Young Cave Master, thank you for your Vajra Cloth."

he! not dead?

this! How can it be?

The monks present, the elders and disciples of the Holy Land, Yun Qingchi on the high platform and others all stared at Ning Qi dumbfoundedly, even the expression of Fengyun Wudao was slightly startled, and a look of disbelief flashed in their eyes .

The power of the move he just made is clear in his heart, not to mention the monks of the immortal state, even the monks of the early stage of the law will be slightly injured. This kick is enough to tie ten thousand of the late immortals together The cultivator trampled to ashes, but he didn't trample Ning Qi to death?

Is this guy a human?

"The Beixuan priest is not dead! That's great!"

Mu Qiuchan was overjoyed.

There was a hint of unwillingness in Lan Die's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "How could he not die? He caused me to draw with that bitch in this competition, so I should die! Why didn't he die!"

Only Ning Qi knew how dangerous this time was. If he hadn’t had the blood of the middle-level Mieshixian clan, practiced the God of War Art, the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill, and achieved immortality with his body, his defense power had reached a level that ordinary people cannot measure. Adding more than one billion life points, the kick just now had already knocked him out of his wits.

Although he seems calm and not very embarrassed now, his internal organs are already a mess, the blood in his body is surging, he resists the urge to vomit blood forcefully, and his life value has dropped to an extremely low level. The alchemy cultivator came out to make up a knife, and he could be sent to the west.

"You, are you not dead?"

Fengyun Wudao was silent for a while, as if squeezing toothpaste, these few words popped out of his mouth.

"That's right, I'm not dead. According to the agreement just now, should the Young Cave Master give me the Vajra Cloth?"

Ning Qi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if the young cave master doesn't want to give it. It's just a top-grade magic weapon, and I don't pay much attention to it."

mad!

Really crazy!