Chapter: 760

The entire arena was broken into two halves, and the sky was filled with dust and smoke.

"What's going on! I've never seen Cousin Minglong's move before! It's so strong!"

"This is definitely not the martial skill of our Shenlonghou Mansion!"

"I heard that Cousin Minglong is researching a killer move!"

"Could it be this trick! It's so magical!"

"That kid, should I hang up now?"

"Among us waiting, no one can resist this move!"

"I don't know, I won't know until the dust and smoke clear."

Duan Minglong stood where he was, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, but where no one could see, his right hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

Because, with his cultivation base, he can't control this ultimate move for the time being. In the meridian in his hand, there is a black energy spreading, which is blocked by the battle energy in his body at the elbow, and he cannot advance an inch.

If this trace of black air invaded his heart, he would have to spend a year and a half to get rid of the sequelae. By then, his strength would drop by one or two grades.

"But to kill you, everything is worth it."

Duan Minglong smiled lightly.

He has full confidence that Ning Qi will never survive this ultimate move!

The dust and smoke dissipated.

Sure enough, everyone saw Ning Qi's eyes closed tightly, and he fell to the ground. His clothes had been torn apart, like a beggar who had been wandering for several years, in a state of embarrassment.

All of this seems to have the same ending as many people have guessed.

But sharp-eyed people noticed that Ning Qi's chest was still rising and falling.

Duan Minglong's eyes changed slightly: "He's not dead? What a strong vitality! However, as long as he loses his combat power, he loses..."

"Cough, your move is really strong, it almost fell into your hands."

Ning Qi suddenly got up from the ground. After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, he smiled at Duan Minglong. He still had seven or eight hundred health points left. Normally speaking, he had already entered a state of near-death, but his body It has already been digitized, as long as there are still life points, nothing else will matter.

After throwing two high-grade rejuvenation pills into his mouth, Ning Qi walked up to Duan Minglong with a sluggish face, and stretched out his hand, "Three tricks are over, bring your dragon blood essence!"

"Why! Why are you okay?"

Duan Minglong muttered to himself, he had long since lost the calmness he had always pretended to be.

At this moment, he was like an ordinary seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who saw a half-broken caterpillar in the half bowl of noodles he had left, feeling dazed and at a loss.

Above the stands, there was silence.

Everyone looked at Ning Qi with a look of horror.

"Duan Juntian, didn't you say that he is a boy from the country! Is this a fucking country boy? Brother Duan is the 305th existence on the dragon list, there is nothing you can do about him, he is afraid that he can enter the top three of the dragon list Hundreds, right? Say, who is he, there must be his name in the first three hundred miles!"

Someone shouted at Duan Juntian.

Duan Juntian looked bewildered: "He is indeed a boy from the countryside, he cannot be among the top 300 on the dragon list!"