The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

Chapter 619
If Yan Suqing wants to live, then those who stand in front of him must die!

He didn't know who Ning Que was, but judging from Ning Que's appearance and age, his cultivation level was definitely not too high, and he could just kill him with the power of thunder.

It has to be said that Yan Suqing's idea is very good, but unfortunately, his opponent is Ning Que.

Facing the small dark sword that was speeding out of the darkness, Ning Que just pointed his finger. The flying sword opposite, which was originally menacing and speeding, dimmed, decayed, and finally completely disintegrated in mid-air.

The natal flying sword is related to the life of the practitioner. After the flying sword disintegrated, Yan Suqing immediately spat out blood and fell to the ground.

"This...how is it possible!" He could accept defeat, but he didn't want to lose in an unclear way.

How could his flying sword decay so quickly after decades of care?It's like turning into a mortal thing in an instant!
This is the annihilation of Taoism, a wonderful realm above the five realms!
Yan Suqing didn't understand why he was defeated, and Ning Que didn't bother to explain to a dying man, so he casually pointed out another finger and killed Yan Suqing directly.

After killing an insignificant character, Ning Que turned his attention to Yanming Lake not far away. His powerful spiritual consciousness told him that there was a powerful hostility that could not be unleashed, peeping at him by the Yanming Lake.

It was a will as tough as a mountain, as cold as a snowfield, and the other party had a strong heart as solid as a rock.

"Xiahou?" Ning Que said the name slowly. Xiahou would appear in Chang'an City in such a short period of time. Someone must have tipped him off.

The enemy's purpose for doing this was also very simple. It was to test Ning Que, the second dean of the academy.

"It can't be the Demon Sect. They don't have the courage or the ability. In this case, it can only be the worms in the temple." Ning Que thought for a moment and figured out the cause and effect.

"Interesting, really interesting. I didn't go to Xiling, but the people from the temple came to mess with me." Ning Que smiled calmly, with a sharp light in his eyes.

As if to echo his mood, thunder suddenly exploded in the sky. Every move was in harmony with the nature of heaven and earth. This is the Tao!
Ning Que did not retreat. He walked firmly and resolutely towards Yanming Lake. He wanted to tell everyone that traps were useless to him. In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and calculations were false.

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Chang'an, somewhere

"Ning Que should have discovered Xiahou at this moment. No matter how stupid he is, he should have discovered that this is a trap. Do you think he will go?" In the darkness, the Zimo priest who led Xiahou back to Chang'an said.

"He must go." The mysterious man in black who rescued Yan Suqing said: "If he goes, he can prove that the master has not chosen the wrong person. If he doesn't go, more people like us will come to the door like sharks smelling fishy smell. , there will never be peace in the future.”

"You are right. The position of dean of the academy is both an honor and a shackle." Priest Zimo said, "But don't we really not go there to take a look?"

"Great practitioners all have mysterious methods, and I can't expose them now." The man in black said.

"Okay, just wait a little longer." Priest Zimo said, "The confrontation between practitioners will be quick."

……

On the bank of Yanming Lake, except for Xiahou who was sitting peacefully, Ning Que did not feel the prying eyes of others. It seemed that the mastermind behind the scenes was very cautious and did not risk coming to watch the battle.

But Ning Que didn't care about the three or two mice hiding in the dark.He felt that the temple was doing something secretly, and it was the temple that took action.

After he takes revenge, he will definitely get this debt back.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the geese are singing by the lake, but it is not as peaceful as in the past.Xiahou was holding a spear and wearing heavy armor, waiting quietly.

Even though he had made all the arrangements, it was still hard to predict whether he would win or lose this battle, because Ning Que was the one approved by the master.

To be recognized by his master, Ning Que's cultivation would never be weak, so for today's battle, Xiahou used all his means.

A shocking showdown is about to take place on the shores of Yanming Lake. Unfortunately, this fight happens so quickly that there are not many spectators.Only in a snow forest not far away, a mute monk sat cross-legged and looked into the distance.Beside him, Jun Mo, wearing a high crown, remained silent.

The mute monk is exactly the one who practices closed-mouthed meditation and walks around the world in Xuankong Temple with seven thoughts.Neither of them spoke, just silently watching the battle.

After all, this is Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, the territory of the academy. Someone is secretly plotting against the president of the academy. How can the people in the academy ignore it.

However, several gentlemen in the academy have seen Ning Que's methods after all. They know that Ning Que has already become one of the top masters in the world, and he is Xia Hou, the pinnacle of martial arts. So what can they do?

All they have to do is follow up and finish.

So Jun Mo appeared and stopped Qin Nian, who had come all the way from Xuankong Temple. A burst of cicada chirping erupted in the secret courtyard where the purple ink priest and the man in black met.

In Chang'an, the energy of the academy is extremely powerful, and the so-called calculations are really ridiculous. The reason why they are not provoked is because they want to catch all these secret rats.

Ning Que didn't care about the life or death of a group of little people, he only had Xia Hou in his eyes.

The executioner who directly caused the death of both his parents.

The two of them stood more than ten feet apart. Xiahou looked at the young and outrageous Ning Que and said in a deep voice: "You are not Lin Guangyuan's son. I personally performed the autopsy for him, so there will be no mistakes."

"My father, Lin Tao, is the concierge of General Xuanwei's Mansion." Ning Que decided to let Xiahou know his death.

"That's it." Xia Hou showed a sarcastic smile and said: "A commoner has become the dean of the academy. I am not unjust for this calamity."

"So, are you ready to die?" Ning Que said with a smile.

"No one in this world can judge me, not His Majesty the Emperor, not even the Headmaster of the Kingdom of God, let alone you." Xiahou's tone did not allow for criticism.

"Really?" Ning Que's last patience was finally worn away, and he said calmly: "You have killed countless lives, and you should die today."

Xia Hou's pupils shrank.

He was not good at negotiation. Since negotiation failed, he would just fight.

Feeling the effects of the Tongtian Pill spreading throughout his limbs, Xiahou showed a satisfied smile. If he could really break through the situation with a fight, he would be able to break through today's deadlock.

After all, practitioners above the Five Realms will be taken seriously wherever they go.

Of course, the prerequisite for doing this is that he must win this battle!
"Buzz!"

The spear buzzed, and Xiahou took out three javelins engraved with mysterious runes behind him like lightning, and threw them forward violently.

This military boss, the iron-blooded general, is a natural at throwing javelins.

The three javelins, like three shooting stars, shot toward Ning Que with a sharp scream.

The body of the javelin shone with the faint light of runes, and that milky white brilliance was clearly the Haotian divine brilliance of the Haotian Dao Sect!

This is the rune weapon of the Judgment Department of the temple. Now it appears in Xiahou's hands. Its meaning is self-evident.

(End of this chapter)