Chapter 510: Kill with three punches!

“Ancestor!”

Han Dinghai shouted, his eyes full of worry.

Ning Daoran is a person who has survived the ninth level of the five-colored thunder tribulation. His foundation in the Nascent Soul stage is extremely solid. Although the ancestor of the Li family has been immersed in the early Nascent Soul stage for hundreds of years, he may not be Ning Daoran's opponent.

"Ancestor, this person..."

Although Han Liang was injured, he also wanted to say something.

"Don't worry about me."

Li Bin said calmly: "You all should return to Fulong Sect immediately and activate the formation to prevent a sneak attack from Fengxue Tower!"

"Yes, ancestor!"

Han Dinghai, Han Liang and others left one after another.

Ning Daoran was too lazy to pay attention and turned around and flew towards Jinxia Valley.

"snort!"

Li Bin also flew out, exuding confidence.

At this moment, he has already mastered most of the True Dragon Magic Skills and has already mastered them thoroughly. He is only one step away from mastering the complete True Dragon Magic Skills. Could it be that he can't do anything to this young boy who has just successfully condensed his infant? ! ...

"boom--"

In Jinxia Valley, two Yuanying arrived one after another.

Ning Daoran had no intention of using formations, magic weapons, and other background, nor was there any need to, as it was just Li Bin.

"Little friend Ning, let's begin."

Li Bin raised his arms, and the power of his Nascent Soul spread out. Suddenly, a white-haired figure appeared behind him. In addition, the Panlong Wall rose up with a humming sound, and wisps of dragon energy crisscrossed.

Compared to ten years ago, his cultivation has improved a lot. He is really only one step away from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul! ! "Humph!"

Ning Daoran just smiled calmly and said, "Old dog, prepare to die!"

Having said that, he took action directly. He raised his hand and summoned an extremely thick blood-red fairy vine. It was the dragon vine that he had nurtured and cultivated for many years. The dragon vine was covered with thorns. With a swish, it split open a scar in the void and fell on Li Bin's head.

"court death!"

Li Bin shouted loudly and raised one hand. A strand of dragon-shaped magic condensed and turned into thick dragon scales to resist.

But he never expected that with a loud bang, the dragon scales shattered directly, and the dragon vine, wrapped in a wisp of chaotic magic power, chopped down and landed directly on Li Bin's magic weapon-level inner armor! "Is this all you can do, fellow Daoist?"

Ning Daoran smiled faintly, raised his hand and sacrificed a ray of Yin-Yang sword intent, and immediately a green sword light condensed, breaking through the wind and heading straight for Li Bin's face! "How dare you do this!?"

Li Bin roared, and suddenly clasped his palms together. Wisps of dragon energy gathered and turned into a golden dragon rushing towards the sword light.

"boom--"

The loud bang shook the Jinxia Valley. With one blow, the golden dragon was instantly torn into pieces. Then the remaining sword light all fell on the Panlong Wall, causing it to crackle. Li Bin even vomited blood.

"Is that all you have?"

Ning Daoran couldn't help but laugh. He raised his hand nonchalantly, and five consecutive sword intentions broke through the air.

Li Bin's face turned pale as he stirred the Panlong Wall and continuously used the True Dragon Technique to resist, but he was unable to completely resist each time. The remaining sword power was poured onto the Panlong Wall and Inner Armor, causing his injuries to become more and more serious.

"What a waste."

Ning Daoran suddenly lowered his body, and a blood-red image of a dragon demon martial infant appeared behind him. He rushed out with a "bang", and the next moment a punch full of power landed on Li Bin's chest!

"Bang!"

Li Bin was hit by the punch and flew out like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the mountains behind him.

The force was so strong that it actually crashed through the lush mountain and flew out from the back.

"you……"

Li Bin's eyes were already bloodshot. How powerful was this punch? How could a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage have such strength?

No, the other party is not a simple Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

He is also a martial god in the Hunyuan realm!

In fact, this punch was much more powerful than the punch of an ordinary martial god in the early stage of the Primordial Realm! This person is really a monster, where on earth did he come from? ! Li Bin had thousands of thoughts in his mind. While his body was still flying, he felt a ripple in the space, and then the fist burst out from behind him, and the spiritual pressure enveloped him!

"Bang!"

The second punch! Before Ning Daoran's punch made contact, the skin and flesh on Li Bin's back had already begun to bloom. When the fist completely touched his body, the bones continued to shatter. Although the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator was strong, it could not withstand Ning Daoran's fist at this moment.

With a loud bang, Li Bin flew backwards again, crashing through two mountains in front of him. His whole body was in tatters, and life was constantly leaving his body.

"It's over. It's all over..."

At this moment, Li Bin felt a chill in his heart and had the realization that he was dying.

He felt extremely regretful. Why did he have to pick on Master Ning Fu when there were so many people he could pick on?

If I had known earlier, I would not have taken over his talisman shop...

No, if I had known earlier, I would not have taken back Yulongfang Market and killed Li Yuantong.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world, the result is already determined.

In a fight between Nascent Souls, if one side has the absolute upper hand, it is impossible to give the other side a chance to escape. As long as they can kill the Nascent Soul, they will definitely not show mercy! "Buzz~~"

The space twisted again, and Ning Daoran suddenly rushed out from the crack in the void and stepped hard on Li Bin's head!

"Bang!"

The valley was shaken, and the shock was endless! Ning Daoran kicked Li Bin into a mountain with a fierce kick, and the force of this kick was too great, and Li Bin's body poured out to the back, and suddenly three consecutive green mountains cracked and collapsed, turning into powder! The battle between the Nascent Soul Stage was so terrifying! !

"Um?"

At this time, Li Bin was kicked into the broken mountain by Ning Daoran, and his head was shattered.

And just above the shattered head, a blood-red Nascent Soul was crawling out, about to activate the magical power of teleportation.

"Still want to leave?"

Ning Daoran was swift and quick-witted. His spiritual pressure surged and crushed the surrounding space, distorting it. He grabbed Li Bin's Nascent Soul with one hand and actually held it in his hand! "Fellow Daoist Ning!"

The Nascent Soul figure wailed continuously: "Please spare my life... I know I was wrong. No matter what Fellow Daoist Ning asks, Li Bin will obey it and will be your servant for the rest of my life without any complaints. I only ask Fellow Daoist Ning..."

"Don't beg me, I won't agree."

Ning Daoran said calmly, "Li Bin, I didn't want to kill you. There is no deep hatred between you and me. I didn't take it to heart that you took away a mere talisman shop, but you really shouldn't have killed Li Yuantong, and you shouldn't have been so partial to the Fulong Sect and suppressed the Fengxue Tower. It just so happens that I have some friendship with Fengxue Tower and Li Yuantong, so you must die."

“Fellow Daoist…Fellow Daoist Ning…Senior Ning, please don’t…”

Li Bin wanted to beg for mercy, but Ning Daoran had already exerted his strength, and the dragon demon power in his body was rolling and circulated, directly crushing Li Bin's Nascent Soul! "Xiao Qing."

He patted the storage bag and said, "There are still some leftovers. Don't waste them!"

"Thank you, sir. Aa ...

Xiaoqing stuck out her head and swallowed up the remnants of Li Bin's Nascent Soul, as well as the remaining blood, flesh, essence, and soul essence in one gulp, as if she had eaten a big meal.

"Hiccup~~"

“…”

Ning Daoran glanced at her. Xiaoqing was a little shy and her face turned red.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Virtue... go back."

"Yes, sir!"

Xiao Qing smiled shyly and returned to the Green Ghost Flag.

…

"Master Ning Fu..."

Behind him, several golden lights came breaking through the wind.

After sensing that the battle was over after only the tenth move, Bai Ying rushed over with Bai Feiyu, Li Yinping and other Jindan, but saw Ning Daoran's back standing in the Broken Mountain, and under his feet was a broken corpse. Behind the corpse was a coiled dragon wall. Who else could it be but the ancestor of the Li family?

"Ning...Senior Ning..."

Bai Ying changed her words instantly.

Too powerful, he killed his own ancestor in just ten moves. Such a person can no longer be called a fellow Taoist.

"Master Ning Fu, the ancestor..."

Li Yinping was a simple-minded person and blurted out the answer.

"Li Bin has been killed by me."

Ning Daoran raised his hand and sucked out the Panlongbi on the ground. This item was a spiritual treasure, but unfortunately Ning Daoran looked down on it. The Panlongbi was compatible with the True Dragon Treasure Technique, while Ning Daoran was practicing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra of the Blood Qi Dao. There was no spiritual power circulating in the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, and it was not compatible with the Panlongbi. Therefore, this thing was of no use to him except for selling it for money.

"Let's give Li Bin's legacy to Fengxue Tower."

Ning Daoran raised his hand and threw the Panlongbi to Bai Ying, but he kept the storage bag for himself. He, Ning Daoran, had been traveling in the world of immortal cultivation for hundreds of years, and he always insisted on "not leaving empty-handed".

"Thank you, Senior Ning..."

Bai Ying was very excited after receiving the Panlongbi.

"Master Ning Fu..."

Bai Feiyu pursed her red lips: "You are going to..."

"Ning will be away for a while."

Ning Daoran said in a deep voice: "I will be gone for about half a year. If everything goes well, I may come back to take another look at Fengxue Tower. If I can't come back, it doesn't matter. Li Bin has been killed by me. The battle between Fengxue Tower and Fulong Sect depends on your luck."

"yes……"

Bai Ying, Bai Feiyu, and Li Yinping all bowed and saluted. Although everyone wanted to keep him, they did not dare to speak.

These Jindan stage cultivators did not dare to influence the stay or departure of the Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

…

“Let’s go!”

Ning Daoran turned around, and the magic power of the Nascent Soul around him burst out. With a "bang", only a ray of lightning was left. When the women opened their eyes, they found that there was no one in front of them.

He is really too fast! "Master..."

Bai Feiyu remained silent.

Bai Ying didn't know when to say it.

Li Yinping seemed to have lost something.

…

In Wuzhou, deep in a forest on the southern border, a flash of blood-red light streaked across the sky and then turned into a stream of fire and sank into the mountain.

This person is Ning Daoran.

And this place is the remains of a spiritual vein.

When the spiritual energy of a spiritual vein is about to be exhausted, it is like a dying planet. The spiritual energy will become extremely chaotic and no longer suitable for ordinary cultivators to practice here.

Therefore, although this spiritual vein is of the fourth-grade lower level at this time, it is empty, with only a third-stage middle-stage fox demon occupying this place.

"Hey, fellow Taoist..."

The fox demon turned around and quickly transformed into an extremely beautiful woman in white. She quickly discovered that this was a Yuanying stage cultivator, and her face turned slightly pale: "This senior..."

"No big deal."

Ning Daoran said, "I would like to borrow this place for half a year and then leave after half a year. I hope this young friend can help me!"

"Of course!"

The fox demon bowed and said, "Senior's needs are what I pursue. I will leave now!"

Having said that, she ran away and disappeared into the dense forest in a blink of an eye.

"Hmph~~"

Ning Daoran chuckled. He had a strong desire to survive. He had a bright future! He patted Lingpu Cave Heaven lightly and said with a smile, "Old Deer, come out. It's your turn to condense the Infant!"

(End of this chapter)