Chapter: 4051

"Then, let me see how strong I am at the top of the battle point list."

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, and as soon as the words fell, he waved his sword and stabbed it. The sword light arrived in an instant like a rainbow, and slashed towards Ning Qi's face.

When Grandma Long and the others saw this, there was a hint of pity in their eyes.

The corner of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly, and he slashed out with a backhand, and his sword glow directly scatter Feng Qingxue's sword glow, and fell on Feng Qingxue's body with lightning speed. Feng Qingxue's eyebrows slowly ooze...

The monks beside Feng Qingxue felt a chill in their hearts, and stared blankly at the blood beads between his eyebrows. Just when they were feeling lucky, more and more blood beads penetrated from Feng Qingxue's eyebrows. When it reached his lower body, with a bang, his whole body became in two and fell to the left and right.

No matter how strong Feng Qingxue's cultivation is, or how strong the power of creation in his body is, after Ning Qi's knife, everything will be cleared.

Just like a mortal, the dead can't die anymore, and the soul is also chopped into pieces. Even if the immortal descends to the mortal world, I'm afraid it won't be able to save him.

"hiss……"

The monks present gasped, and looked at this scene in disbelief. Feng Qingxue was the second existence in the power list of the desperate situation of death, and he could not even give the face of Shengzi Yan. Cut in half by that Ning Beixuan! Everyone looked at Ning Qi, full of horror.

"Ning, brother Ning, we don't want the quota, we're leaving now."

At first, he was a monk who wanted to fight Ning Qi for a few places. After Feng Qingxue died, he completely gave up this extravagant idea, and immediately changed into another villain face, and smiled at Ning Qi sound, and then winked at the monks around him, and they were about to leave together.

"Feng Qingxue died for you, and you just left?"

Ning Qi laughed.

The group of monks paused in their footsteps, and before they could ask for mercy, nine immortal flames descended from the sky. Everyone heard them howl, and were wrapped in the sea of ​​immortal flames, struggling to be burned to ashes.

The system beeps keep beeping.

Including the good fortune points obtained in the desperate battlefield, Ning Qi's good fortune points have exceeded the 300,000 mark, but there is still a gap of 700,000 to 1 million.

So far, the top 50 in the battle power list of the desperate situation of death, except for Shakya Wunian, Longmao and others, are completely dead. Many creators of the Seven Tribulations found themselves in the top ten of the battle power list. Infinite fear arose.

"Are you still leaving?"

Ning Qi looked around and smiled slightly.

"Senior Ning, I will bid farewell!"

Those monks hurriedly bowed their hands and saluted, and left the bronze platform very respectfully, not daring to overstep in the slightest, even Feng Qingxue and others killed as soon as they said they would, how dare they offend Ning Qi at this moment?

Soon, there were only five hundred people left on the bronze platform.

"Mr. Ning, if the news of this gamble and war is spread, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar. The birth of the Soul Eater, and you... Tiangu Yuanzun should have received the news, and the Huanxi Demon Sect and other sects have already received the news. Cultivators leave the desperate situation of death to send messages, and I’m afraid that if you leave the desperate situation of death, you will face the lore of those Nine Tribulations creators..."

Grandma Long smiled, with a trace of curiosity in her eyes, "But I don't seem to be afraid at all, Mr. Ning, I'm really curious..."

"Grandma Long, sometimes curiosity may kill the cat."

Ning Qi laughed.

Grandma Long's eyes moved slightly, then she nodded with a smile, she knew the meaning of Ning Qi's words.

At this time, Shakya Huijing, who was standing behind Shakya Wunian, looked at the monks in Yunqi Village behind Ning Qi, and suddenly met a pair of familiar eyes...

"Master, brother?"

A look of astonishment appeared on Shakya Huijing's face, and then he took a step forward in surprise, "Brother, is that you? You are not dead?"