Chapter 207 Bombing Into Slag

The two of Yang Zhiwen were taken aback and fell from the sky? Is this another fighting king?

He hastily said respectfully: "I am the master of Qingyun Sect, I have met senior."

Qingyun sect suzerain? Four-star fighter?

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Bu Tieyi's face, "How dare you claim the title like this? It's really ridiculous."

When the two heard the words, their complexions suddenly turned ugly, but due to the cultivation base of the other party, they dared not show it outside.

Yang Zhiwen had no choice but to open his mouth and said, "I don't know if senior is here, what advice do you have?"

"Do you know about the Baishan sect?"

Bu Tieyi said coldly.

Yang Zhiwen's complexion changed slightly, even such a small change was noticed by Bu Tieyi, he sneered and said: "It seems that you all know, tell me quickly."

"Not good, does this person have something to do with the Baishan sect? What should I do?"

A trace of fear flashed in Yang Zhiwen's eyes.

"Senior, we don't know anything about the Baishan sect. You are asking the wrong person."

Yang Jingjing said calmly.

"All the slaves of the Baishan Sect have come to your Qingyun Sect. You tell me that you don't know about it? If you don't tell me, wait for the fate of the two of you, just like it."

Bu Tieyi sneered, and suddenly slapped Qing Yunzong's mountain gate with his palm, and the newly repaired archway was immediately smashed to pieces, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky.

The two of them were taken aback by the power of Bu Tieyi's palm, and at this moment, a loud laugh came from Qingyun Sect: "If you want to know what happened to Baishan Sect, come in!"

"It's Brother Ning! Could it be that Brother Ning knows him?" Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief. Bu Tieyi put a lot of pressure on them. If Ning Qi didn't speak up, they were not sure whether they could bear it live.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

There was a sneering smile on Bu Tieyi's face, and he walked directly to Qingyun Sect. As a six-star Douhuang, he was fearless in such a place, and no one could ambush him.

At the same time, Ning Qi had already set up all thirty dragon-slaying cannons, and was waiting for the other party to come in. When Bu Tieyi just flew over, Ning Qi saw his attributes. He came here to avenge Qiu Wanli, and Ning Qi didn't intend to show mercy, but just wanted him to go and never return.

"Hey, with them here, I'll blast as many blood-killing sects come."

Ning Qi looked at those dragon-slaying cannons and whispered to himself.

Bu Tieyi walked in with his head held high, and immediately saw Ning Qi sitting on a big pear wood chair in the center.

I saw Ning Qi's big sword, one foot on the edge of the chair, one hand resting on it casually, looking at Bu Tieyi with his head sideways.

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This look...you are! Hahaha, it's easy to get here! You killed Qiu Wanli, right?"

Bu Tieyi just pondered for a while, and immediately burst out laughing ecstatically.

After the laughter was over, he looked at Ning Qi and nodded: "Well, at the peak of Spirit Fighting, it is indeed worthy of publicity to be able to kill Qiu Wanli, who is known as the Demon King of Hundred Heads, but it's a pity that you killed me People from the blood killing sect, such a reputation will not only fail you, but will also harm you."

"I'll give you two choices now. One, hand over the bucket, and I'll let you die quickly. Two, I'll take the bucket myself, or I'll bring it back to the sect to undergo thousands of trials before dying. You choose .”

Ning Qi smiled and said, "Have you finished?"

"Um?"

Bu Tieyi frowned slightly.

"After you're done, please take a look at what's around you, shall we?"

Ning Qi said jokingly.

Bu Tieyi glanced subconsciously, his face was shocked at first, and then turned pale instantly. He saw thirty silver dragon cannons standing quietly in the corner, and all the dragon heads were aimed at him at this moment.

"The Iron Dragon Cannon of the Kyushu Empire? Are you from the Kyushu Empire?"

Bu Tieyi said in shock.

The next moment, he immediately turned around and fled, regardless of whether the iron dragon cannon was real or not, he couldn't afford to bet on it. Thirty silver dragon cannons fired in unison, even a nine-star Douhuang couldn't bear it, not to mention he was only a six-star?

"I want to run, it's too late."

With a thought in Ning Qi's mind, the Dragon Slaying Dou Qi on his body was instantly emptied and poured into the thirty iron dragon cannons. The dragon's head emitted a short silver light, and in an instant, a silver shell the size of a fist condensed out. Qi shot at Bu Tieyi, the speed was so fast that people were overwhelmed!

At this time, Bu Tieyi was just about to fly away from Qing Yunzong, and he was still in the air.

The two of Yang Zhiwen didn't know what happened, they looked at the figure of Bu Tieyi suspiciously, and then, a group of silver shells were fired from behind, bombarding Bu Tieyi's body.

"No!"

Bu Tieyi roared unwillingly, and his body turned into powder, which was blown by the wind and disappeared without a trace.

Until his death, he couldn't figure out how a simple task would lead him to crash into the ambush of thirty dragon-slaying cannons?

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Six-Star Fighting Emperor. However, due to the use of external force, it actually did not cause any damage to the Six-Star Fighting Emperor, and the experience value was reduced to 30,000 points."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a gambling package, please open it within 24 hours!"

"The Silver Dragon Cannon has entered a cooling state, please use it after 24 hours."

"Oh, it's still in cooling state?"

Ning Qi frowned. Before this, there was no special statement on the attribute, only that it could not be used continuously. I didn't expect it to cool down for 24 hours.

From this point of view, the Dragon Slaying Cannon is not as easy to use as imagined.

"Oh my god, what the hell is going on here? Could it be that he was beaten to death by Brother Ning?"

Yang Zhiwen froze in place, his eyes filled with disbelief!

Then Yang Jingjing hurriedly dragged him to the Zongnei. When the two saw Ning Qi, Ning Qi had already put away all the dragon-slaying cannons.

"Brother Ning, you actually killed a fighting king?"

Yang Zhiwen looked at Ning Qi as if looking at a monster.

Yang Jingjing's eyes showed admiration, she didn't know what to think, her face was a little blushing.

Dou Wang?

Ning Qi smiled slightly. In order to avoid frightening Yang Zhiwen's shit, he didn't tell him the real cultivation level of Bu Tieyi, but said: "This person is the killer of the blood killing sect. I didn't expect them to find him so soon. Here, I have to leave here first, otherwise I will implicate you Qing Yunzong."

"What? Killing the sect with blood! Brother Ning, how could you provoke such a terrifying sect!"

Yang Zhiwen's face turned extremely pale in an instant. No matter how remote the place is, he has heard of the reputation of the Blood Killing Sect. This is an existence that even the Qinglan Sect is unwilling to provoke!

Compared with others, his Qingyun sect is not worthy of carrying someone's shoes. A random disciple can destroy Qingyun sect a hundred times in a minute.

There was a hint of worry in Yang Jingjing's eyes, and she subconsciously stepped forward to hold Ning Qi's arm: "Brother Ning, I'm not afraid that you will hurt me, we have to face it together at this time!"