The System Exploded And I Became The System

The person who came was obviously Ning Feixi who was in the drama with Cang Poshi.

After changing costumes with Cang Poshi, he now plays the role of an ordinary guest at the wedding banquet.

["Hey! The vicious dog is so angry that the guests kneel down in fear. They cut off their tongues and tear their mouths apart. The dog has to crawl to save its life."]

The sound of narration and opera reached Ning Buxiu's ears.

Hearing these words, Ning Buxiu shook his head and smiled: "If it weren't for the force that the system gave me, I'm afraid you would have been right, just now."

"boom!"

The two faced off, but it was Ning Buxiu who took the lead as a human being.

"Master, no!" Cang Poshi's heart suddenly sank when he saw his young master rushing directly towards this demon in dog's skin.

Then, he made a somewhat surprising discovery.

Why is the young master's Qinggong so strong? !

Although it was only a few short steps, the profound knowledge revealed in it immediately made Cang Poshi feel as if he was a martial arts master who was considered powerful even in the big city!

But this is Ning Buxiu, the young master of the Ning family, his talent in martial arts is completely seen by Cang Poshi, how can he have such martial arts attainments?

However, at the next moment, an even greater shock swept through Cang Poshi's body.

"boom!"

Ning Buxiu was like a giant grasshopper. While the power under his feet ejected, the long knife in his hand suddenly displayed a dazzling golden orange brilliance along with the second-rate martial arts "Twenty-seven Blades of the Fierce Sun" that he had perfected!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of knife shadows turned into a web of knives and crushed them down as Ning Buxiu's arms trembled!

"Waving the sword net, it's as hot as the sun! This sword technique?!" Cang Poshi was speechless.

He once fought against the guy from Yamen who practiced the Five Tiger Duanmen Sword. That guy's attack methods were very strong, but compared to the power displayed by Ning Buxiu in front of him, it was not at the same level!

Looking at the sword skills, it is obvious that both of them are second-rate martial arts, and they have both practiced to perfection.

But the gap is still huge. This is a difference in background!

If the guy in the yamen is a martial arts master who has been practicing martial arts for thirty years, then the Ning Benxiang in front of him looks like an old monster who has been practicing martial arts for a hundred years!

"Woof!" The vicious dog faced the knife net without retreating at all.

It is impossible for mortal means to do any harm to it!

"Do you think my sword skills are useless? All my martial arts skills, except body skills, have the most rigid and most yang attributes. They are specially prepared for you gloomy and dirty things!"

The temperature of the whole body keeps rising as the blood in the body surges.

And the knife network that was cut out by the gathering of knife shadows was like hot weaving, and finally converged into a very high-temperature little sun!

"Boom!"

The ground is thundering.

The huge roar was accompanied by the whimpering sound of a big yellow dog.

When the light slowly disappeared, the surrounding smoke settled.

In front of Ning Buxiu, the big yellow dog's head was already charred, and under the charred flesh, there were even more intricate knife marks that penetrated deeply into the bones and into the brain!

These knife marks are releasing high temperatures all the time, hindering the healing flesh and blood of the big yellow dog!

It was the foreign martial arts that suffered the loss.

Ghosts are basically immune to physical damage, and 99% of Ning Buxiu's attack just now was physical damage.

The remaining 1% of the hot sword light is the real damage done to the big yellow dog's head.

However, even if it is only 1%, the high temperature will still make the big yellow dog wail in pain.

"Woo!" Low howls erupted from his throat, and the big yellow dog's tail was already tucked up.

He backed away slightly and immediately ran towards the street behind him.

This dog wants to escape!

"Escape? Did I promise to let you escape?!"

"Bang!" The light goshawk spread its legs, and Ning Buxiu simply thrust the long knife in his hand diagonally into the ground, and came in front of the big yellow dog in a breath!

Just the next moment.

The man suddenly grabbed the big yellow dog by the neck, and the terrifying power of the bull demon came down from his body, like a hill, pressing it to the ground!

"Woof! Woof! Woof!" The big yellow dog on the ground barked with a fierce look in its eyes.

A pair of dog claws scratched crazily at Ning Buxiu's chest. The claws, as sharp as ghost claws, tore off bloody traces on his rock-hard muscular body.

But for this injury, the passionate Ning Buxiu didn't care at all.

He slowly raised his palm, and the unique hot poison of the Fire Poison Palm condensed in his palm.

"Bang!"

Ning Buxiu pressed the big yellow dog to the ground with one hand, and smashed the big yellow dog's head heavily with his other hand like a heavy hammer!

After a palm strike, a purple-black palm print clearly appeared on the vicious dog's slightly distorted face!

Then, another palm hit!

"Barking, don't you like to bark?!"

"Angry! Don't you want to cut my tongue and tear my mouth apart?! Come on!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

One sound after another.

Ning Buxiu's purple-red palm like a branding iron, with the power of a giant hammer, hit the big yellow dog's head one after another.

It wasn't until the vicious dog's skull exploded, its brains sputtered, and its head turned into a pile of rotten flesh that Ning Buxiu slowly let go with a slight gasp.

"Fierce~"

The scorching fire poison burned all over the big yellow dog's body, and amidst the stench, the big yellow dog in the cracked pit was left with only a shiny dog ​​skin.

[“An evil dog is annoyed by a guest, so the guest trains the evil dog. The dog will run away in fear, and the guest will kill it in anger.”]

The narration reappears to the rhythm of the opera.

Ning Buxiu didn't care much.

Standing up from the ground, he patted the dust on his body gracefully. Ning Buxiu looked at Cang Poshi, who was standing far away and did not dare to approach, slightly puzzled: "Uncle Cang, why are you standing so far away?"

"Are you...really Master Xiu?" Cang Poshi swallowed and asked.

Looking at the other party's reaction, Ning Buxiu was also a little surprised.

It must be that he was a little rough when he was fighting the ghost, which scared the other person.

But when it was not necessary, he had no idea of ​​controlling emotions.

This martial art of the highest sect is close to you, and your blood is as restless as fire, and you will definitely be affected a little bit.

"I'm not Ning Buxiu, why did I save you?" After saying that, Ning Buxiu greeted Cang Poshi: "Let's go to the wedding banquet."

After hearing these words, Cang Poshi finally felt relieved.

This is really a young master! And he actually has the ability to kill ghosts!

"Master, what on earth is going on?! Where we are now is in the play you mentioned?"

After Cang Poshi witnessed the scene just now, he now regarded Ning Buxiu, the junior in his eyes in the past, as his backbone.

"Yes, you can only kill the ghost in the play if you are in the play." Ning Buxiu nodded, picked up the dog skin on the ground, and walked towards the wedding banquet ahead with Cang Po Shi.

"Kill the ghost in the play?!" Cang Poshi trembled inwardly upon hearing this.

That's a ghost. Faced with a ghost, a person has only one way to escape. His young master actually got into the opponent's drama in order to kill him!

While he was worried, the old man felt a little relieved when he saw the dog skin Ning Buxiu was carrying on his shoulders.

This unusual and evil dog is also a ghost in a sense.

Since the young master can kill it, it means that the young master is different from ordinary martial arts people like them.