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At the foot of the West Mountain, Desolate Ning casually waved his sleeves. In his eyes, killing these dozens of warriors was like killing ants. It was not a burden at all.
Ordinary people had their own ways of living. He would not kill them casually, but ordinary people who had stepped into martial arts had to be prepared to die at any time.
"Get out here!"
Desolate Ning's scarlet eyes looked in a certain direction. He flicked his middle finger, and an air wave shot out.
"Young man, your killing intent is too strong. Today, this old man will discipline you on behalf of your sect.”
Behind a big tree, a grey-robed figure suddenly appeared. The grey-robed figure waved his sleeves lightly and blocked Desolate Ning's Air Wave.
This World in the Sleeve could be said to be incomparably magical.
"It's Great Master Duan! Great Master Duan has finally made his move!”
Instantly, the entire West Mountain Security Center was in an uproar. Everyone looked at the man in gray with burning eyes. At this moment, everyone could clearly see that this gray-clothed man was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He wore a gray training suit and looked like an old man who practiced Tai Chi on the streets.
Great Master Duan's original name was Duan Yangming, and he came from the Duan family of Dali. His finger techniques were outstanding throughout his life, and he had even learned the Duan family's martial art, the One Solar Finger, which had been passed down for thousands of years. With the One Solar Finger, he was even respected by many families.
"This is a true martial arts grandmaster!”
Someone in the security center almost moaned. Some even knelt on the ground piously.
In the martial arts world, Grandmasters were legends. Those who belonged to legends were existences that surpassed mortals.
Such a person was completely above the rules. Even if he killed someone, he would rarely be punished by the law.
Any family that produced a Grandmaster could become a big family in the world. Even high officials had to treat Grandmasters seriously.
In ancient times, the status of Grandmasters was also very high. For example, Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, Xu Zhu, Guo Jing, Yang Guo…which one of them was not a peerless expert, looking down on the world.
This was what a grandmaster was like. A single word from him could decide the fate of others.
"If you want to die, come!"
Doro Leaf Finger!
Desolate Ning tapped his fingers together, like a blooming flower, domineering and brutal, even the air rippled.
With this finger, he had turned Qi Lei into a rain of blood, which was basically an instant kill for an average martial artist.
"Boom!"
It was like the sound of a monk ringing a bronze bell in the early morning in the deep mountains.
The grey-robed man also pointed with his finger. The power of his finger was strong and fast like lightning.
The two fingers touched, creating a ripple in the air. Duan Yang Ming let out a strange cry and retreated. Each step he took left a deep footprint on the cement floor, which helped to dissipate the force of Xiao Ning's finger.
Desolate Ning didn't move at all, but his scarlet eyes emitted a strange light.
"He…He actually repelled Great Master Duan, and he repelled him with the force of his finger!”
In the West Mountain Security Center, everyone was watching the battle between Xiao Ning and Duan Yangming. When they saw Xiao Ning knock Duan Yangming back with a single finger, the entire security center was filled with shock and disbelief.
Great Master Duan, who was famous for his finger strength, was actually at a disadvantage in a clash of finger strength.
"Young man, I cherish talent, but you are stubborn. Then don't blame this old man.”
Duan Yangming was shocked, but his face remained calm.
"Buzz ~"
The void shook, and a strange ripple spread out from Duan Yangming's hand. An invisible force kept gathering at the tip of his index finger.
"Yi Yang Finger!"
It was the ultimate technique of the Duan family of Dali and the finger technique of Master Yideng, the South Deity. It was the nemesis of Ouyang Feng's toad technique.
Desolate Ning narrowed his eyes and raised his right hand. The inner strength in his body started to spin crazily. He also pointed his index finger at Duan Ming Yang.
One Solar Finger against one Solar Finger!
"Boom!"
The two index fingers collided with a thunderous sound, as if two giants were fighting.
This time, an invisible force formed a huge air shield around the two of them. A huge pit with a diameter of three meters appeared on the ground. Cracks appeared on the cement ground around the pit, extending seven to eight meters like a spider web.
"Puff ~"
Duan Yangming's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was sent flying backward. Blood spurted out from his limbs and dyed his clothes red.
Blood vessels ruptured and tendons were damaged.
Duan Yang Ming was shocked. At the same time, he recognized the finger technique that Xiao Ning used. It was the Yi Yang Finger, and it was even more powerful.
"How do you know the Yi Yang Finger?"
Duan Yang Ming looked at Desolate Ning in confusion and fear. The One Solar Finger was a secret technique of the Duan Family, but it was even more terrifying than what he, the descendant of the Duan Family, had just used.
"In my opinion, Grandmasters are only so-so.”
Desolate Ning shook his head. He thought that the current grandmasters were as powerful as the grandmasters of the Sky Dragon World. But now, he realized that the current grandmasters were only slightly stronger than ants.
"Great Master Duan used his famous martial art, the Solitary Finger, but he still failed.”
The entire security center was in an uproar, but no one dared to make a sound. They just watched quietly. A martial arts grandmaster of a generation was defeated just like that, and it was defeated by his own famous martial arts.
"Why do you know the Yi Yang Finger?!"
Great Master Duan roared indignantly. His aura soared rapidly. He burned his life force and resolutely executed the Single Solar Finger again.
This finger caused the space to collapse. It was like the finger of an ancient god, pressing down on Desolate Ning.
Desolate Ning didn't rush or slow down. Under the all-out attack of Great Master Duan's Single Solar Finger, he raised his hand and punched out. The finger that was like an ancient god exploded the moment it came into contact with his fist. Countless clouds were like the reverse of the Milky Way, and the Milky Way went up to the nine heavens. It actually rushed in all directions like a violent wave.
"Boom!"
This fist directly collided with the Yi Yang Finger, and the finger that was like an ancient god's finger was forcefully shattered, turning into clouds that scattered in all directions.
Duan Ming Yang retreated!
He retreated even faster than he had charged forward. However, no matter how fast he retreated, he was not as fast as that white jade fist.
"Plop!"
Under everyone's incredulous gazes, the white jade fist smashed into his face. Duan Tianming was sent flying like a baseball and fell to the ground for a long time.
The West Mountain Security Center was deathly silent. Everyone was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.
The person in charge of the West Mountain Security Center widened his eyes in disbelief. This was a martial arts grandmaster of his generation, a rare expert of Dali's Duan family! But now, he was lying in front of Xiao Ning like a dead dog.
"It seems like you're still not convinced. Then I'll beat you until you're convinced.”
Desolate Ning smiled, revealing his pearly white teeth.
After saying that, Desolate Ning took a step forward, crossing a distance of nearly ten meters, and landed in front of Duan Yangming. He raised his fist again and threw a punch.
"Boom ~"
Duan Yangming was sent flying like a volleyball, but every time he was about to fall, he would be hit by Xiao Ning.
One punch, two punches, three punches, four punches…
Duan Yang Ming's entire body was filled with fear. This was something he hadn't experienced for many years. In front of Desolate Ning, he was like a doll, unable to fight back.
Fear, despair, unwillingness, and disbelief!
"Die!"
After nine consecutive punches, Duan Yangming exploded in the air and turned into a rain of blood that fell at the foot of Xishan Mountain.
Duan Yangming, the grandmaster of a generation, was dead!
Until his death, Duan Yangming still didn't understand why Xiao Ning knew the Yi Yang Finger.
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