Chapter 487

Name:Walking Tall Author:齐昆仑
The broken army listened to the stories of the soldiers, and felt that his eyes were a little sore. Everything in the past seemed to be in his mind.

Qi Shuai, such a perfect person, but these damned guys have to drive him crazy in such a mean way! These people, all damn it!

Zheng Kehai's face was white to the extreme, and he said angrily, "you are all against me. You dare not obey the order of the summit!"

"Marshal Qi is our supreme officer!" Said a soldier.

All the soldiers turned around and looked at Zheng Kehai with a kind of gloomy eyes, as if he were a fierce tiger.

Zheng Kehai was shocked and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Ning, please!"

"General Qi, last time you killed our abandoned disciple Tu Tianchan in Zhongnan mountain, Shifu didn't mean to trouble you. But this time, if you don't want to get caught, don't blame me! " Ning Tiangang said slowly.

"The apprentice of Ning Changsheng." Qi Kunlun's eyelids drooped, and his face was cold. "The master was devoted to Tao, but his disciples loved fighting fiercely and participated in the secular power struggle."

Ning Tiangang said with a sneer, "you can't arrange Zhongnan mountain! My Shifu doesn't care to bother you. Today, I'll take you on the road! "

Qi Kunlun sighed and said, "it's a pity!"

Ning Tiangang murmured and said nothing. He moved forward with his hands on the hilt and swept to Qi Kunlun!

Qi Kunlun turns around in an instant. On his arm, big tendons are raised, which are like the crouching dragons. It makes people feel terrible.

His left hand turned into eagle claw, and he grabbed Ning Tiangang's wrist. At the same time, his right hand sank like a cannon shot!

"What a powerful force!" Ningtiangang sword has not yet gone out of its sheath, so it has welcomed Qi Kunlun's great hand. At this moment, when the scalp explodes, the whole body stands upside down with sweat and hair, containing the essence of the body, and the whole body is as close to the enemy as possible, and extremely sensitive.

"Want to take my sword empty handed?!" Ning Tiangang's mind flashed another thought, then he was angry and felt that his opponent was too big.

His right foot is broken, his left foot is buckled, and his body seems to rotate like a top. If he lets Qi Kunlun Pass by eight trigrams, he will try his best to draw his sword!

Qi Kunlun gave a cold snort. He took two quick steps on one side of his left foot and followed him. His fingers were like swords. He pointed to Ning Tiangang's right wrist.

Ning Tiangang felt the prick of his fur and knew that his opponent's fingers had been pointed. He immediately cried out that it was not good. He suddenly raised the sword and blocked it forward. With a bang, Qi Kunlun pointed his fingers directly on the scabbard.

Ning Tiangang just wanted to take the opportunity to draw his sword, but suddenly he felt a blackness in front of him. He saw a fist coming!

Ning Tiangang stomped and stepped back. His spirit reached the extreme. He thought to himself, "if I have practised sword with Shifu for more than ten years, if I can't even pull out the sword in front of others, it's really a big smile and lose Zhongnan mountain's face!"

Qi Kunlun is pressing step by step, rubbing his feet on the ground, hissing and splashing with countless snowflakes. The whole person seems to slide to Ning Tiangang in front of him as if he was wearing ice shoes, raising his hands and grabbing with Eagle claws!

"Hum!"

Ning Tiangang groaned, the sword in his hand turned and went directly to his back. His back was full of sinews and wriggled violently.

This change of "Qin emperor back sword" is very clever. If Qi Kunlun fails, he can pull out the sword immediately!

An expert like Ning Tiangang has two concepts: sword in hand and sword in hand.

At this time, Qi Kunlun's hand suddenly stretched forward, his fingers clenched, as if it had become a beak, and pecked into Ning Tiangang's palm!

Ning Tiangang was shocked. He felt that his fingers were hit by a huge force. Five fingers were broken off involuntarily. The hilt in his hand was seized by Qi Kunlun in a moment.

"Damn it!" Ning Tiangang didn't want to. He clenched his fist and came across.

Qi Kunlun lightly raised his palm, and used the "body lifting palm" in the eight trigrams palm to easily lift his palm away. With a strong hand and a Shua, the whole sword was snatched from Ning Tiangang's back by Qi Kunlun.