Control The World

"You ... you actually killed him!" Fang Ying only widened his eyes, and then said a moment later.

He looked surprised.

Fangjue then realized why she had been restless before, because it was because Ning had no wind.

These four characters are in their hearts, not killing thunder and roaring.

The knife suddenly sneered and said, "Stop killing with killing! Haha, some people dare to talk about killing words in front of Qi Qi, so big tone."

He sneered, and Wu Gang's face moved slightly.

Qimen's killers, deterred by Ning Wufeng's momentum, sobered up.

Yeah, when it comes to killing. They are killers, ancestors of murder.

The trowel came out in one step, and the blade of light fluttered across the air. He frowned slightly. As the killer of Qimen's outstanding generation, his mind had long been firm.

Daoguang swallowed, and in the turbulence of the cold, he slashed to Ning Wufeng.

Wherever the sword light went, the rocks cracked. The Qimen sword method was used again in the hand of the trowel.

Last time, Ning Wufeng fled in his hands, leaving him infamous. Ning Wufeng could escape by no means this time.

"What's the taste of Zizhulin last time?" Ning Wufeng chuckled, jokingly with a guillotine.

The face of the trowel changed suddenly, a look of shame and anger. Everyone was puzzled.

That day in the purple bamboo forest, the sword has not been sober since the other day. First, he was fainted by Zizhu, and later passed out by the fire of Saint Qingsang.

When he woke up, he was on the garbage dump. It is estimated that it was thrown out by the purple bamboo medicine mother as garbage.

The guillotine thought of this, and immediately became angry, and his face fell sharply. That little baby girl is very strong, he has no way at all, but rather windless, he must die!

With his red eyes, Qimen's sword dance was like a hundred exercises, screaming, the sword light volleyed out of countless swords, and chopped to Ning Wufeng.

"Brother Lu, let's go!"

Bai Yulu leapt forward, one person and one deer disappeared in place. Daoguang fell from the sky and instantly smashed the place where he had settled into a large pit.

The huge rock was turned into powder in the sharp knife light.

"kill!"

Ning Wufeng drank aloud, the annihilation gun dazzled the dazzling light, and the guns were intertwined, and turned into a golden lotus.

The golden light intertwined, and instantly shrouded the sword.

The sword sword light danced wildly, roaring: "If you have only this strength, you will die today!"

He yelled sternly, brushing lightly.

"This is just the beginning." Ning Wufeng laughed softly, and the white jade deer turned into a white shadow, lingering around the sword.

Bai Yulu's speed is fast, coupled with Ning Wufeng's sharp gun speed. The guillotine couldn't keep up with his offensive. After a while, all his robes were shredded and scarred.

"I didn't expect the strength to be so great," said Ning Wufeng, his mouth slightly rising, sneer.

A cold air appeared in his eyes, a master of Qimen. The first time, it didn't kill me, the second time, it must be killed by me!

Take a shot!

The sturdy gun mang rolled the extremely aggressive offensive and swept towards the waist of the trowel.

Jiulingqiao is agitated, and its spiritual power is like a rainbow. With a bang, the guillotine was blown out.

"Come on!"

Wu Gang suddenly yelled and greeted Qimen killer to rush up to siege Ning Wufeng.

"Slow!" The sword yelled, drank all Qimen killers, and he had his own dignity.

Killing Ning windless, actually does not allow others to intervene.

Ning Wufeng raised his mouth slightly and smiled, "They don't shoot, I'm afraid you'll want them to shoot later, it's too late."

His knife killed no less than ten new disciples of Tianmeng, and his blood was so deep that he would never allow him to leave here alive!

"You are the first person to dare to say that to me!"

The trowel said coldly.

"That should be the last one, too." Ning Wufeng chuckled, his murderous body involuntarily overflowing.

The face of the disciples of Tianmeng changed one after another, and then they showed ecstasy.

"Brother, great strength!"

"Looks like we're saved!"

They looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise in their eyes.

The brothers Fang Yingcai were extremely ugly. They looked at each other and nodded gently.

Uh ...

A sharp hawk came from the guillotine, and his surging spiritual power instantly turned into a flying black eagle.

Scarlet eyes, wings like the clouds of the sky. The wings fluttered, and the wind surged.

The red gold claws flashing cold, have the power to cut iron. The strange thing is that the tail is a thick hairy tail, just like the wolf tail.

"Red-eyed wolf eagle!" Ruan Yue whispered softly.

"Haha, you have a bit of insight!" Gu Dao laughed at the horror in Ruan Yue's eyes.

It is a red-eyed wolf eagle. The red-eyed wolf eagle is the bloodline descendant of Jiuyouying and Howling Wolf. The red-eyed wolf hawk, as a descendant of the spirit blood, is naturally extremely powerful.

An adult red-eyed wolf-hawk is capable of fighting monks.

And the sword refining is the beast soul of an adult red-eyed wolf eagle. By smelting the powerful beast souls in advance, it is to develop your own soul power, and to integrate more powerful souls in the future.

Of course, the fused beast soul is also extremely powerful, which is a great help!

The strength of this red-eyed wolf eagle is no less than the strength of the peak of the Purple Lake.

"Boy, today is your death. I want to wash my shame with your blood!" The guillotine scared his eyes and smiled coldly.

The giggling laughed out of his throat, and his voice was terrifying.

The distant Tianmeng disciples all held their breath, watching in horror the violent red-eyed wolf eagle in midair.

"With it, you want to beat me?" Ning Wufeng chuckled.

Uh ...

Suddenly the red-eyed wolf-hawk turned into a blood-sharp sharp arrow, the black feather was the arrow body, the red gold claws were the arrow blades, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Just let you taste the taste of Tianlei." Ning Wufeng raised his mouth.

"The power of Sky Thunder?"

All eyes widened. Under the ternary realm, it is absolutely impossible for a monk to use the power of heaven and earth.

"Stink boy, you want to deceive yourself." Yan Dao Li shouted.

The voice didn't fall, Ning Wufeng grabbed it in the volley, the thunderous thunder blasted loudly, and a thunderbolt blasted down, instantly hitting the back of the red-eyed wolf eagle.

With a click, the back of the ferocious beast smoky.

puff……

The guillotine spewed against the blood, his face as white paper, and said in amazement, "How can you use the power of the thunder."

Ning Wufeng laughed and opened his hands. The Yuanshen Gully moved the Qipin Slaying God array, and the spiritual power turned into a lightsaber falling from the sky, and it crackled down.

The lightsaber is extremely fast and descends from the sky.

Kaka ...

Countless thunder rays fell on the back of the red-eyed wolf eagle. Rao is strong during his lifetime, but the beast soul after death lacks physical defenses and has no fighting power in the Qipin Slayer.

The sword is closely related to the red-eyed wolf eagle. Each time the lightsaber falling from Qipin Killing God array hits the red-eyed wolf eagle, it is equivalent to hitting the sword.

Uh ...

He was slumped for a moment, and the beast soul of the red-eyed wolf eagle was about to break. He hastily recalled the red-eyed wolf eagle.

The red-eyed wolf eagle submerged into a streamer.

With a slam, the sword's chest burst open. It turned out that the power of the lightsaber hidden in the red-eyed wolf-hawk was instantly exploded after being led by Ning Wufeng.

"Okay ... okay ..." The sword was stingy, and it fell to the ground.

Dignified Qimen's new generation of outstanding masters failed in the hands of Ning Wufeng, not even his robes.

The Qimen killer on the opposite side was really shocked at this time, looking at Ning Wufeng in horror.

They have been accustomed to licking blood at the knife-edge, and have experienced countless killings. They have long been strong and have seen countless other people's helpless eyes before they die.

But this time it was their turn!

With the death of the sword, the mentality of these Qimen killers collapsed.

The sword in their hands fell to the ground, one or two of them fell to the ground, and the remaining killers fell to the ground.

This group of **** executioners succumbed to Ning Wufeng's absolute strength.

Hiding in the crowd, Wu Gang was unwilling, but his eyes were equally terrified, how could this be the case.

For more than a month, how could Ning Wufeng's strength improve so fast. He couldn't figure out why.

Ning Wufeng's eyes suddenly swept over the two brothers of Fang's, and their faces changed greatly.

"Ning ... Ning brother, this matter has nothing to do with my two brothers." Fang Yingcai immediately shook her tail and begged and begged Ning Wufeng.

The appearance of a pair of preachers before this time, but now this pair of dogs begging for mercy.

He cried out crying: "We are all disciples of the Imperial Academy, you can't kill me, otherwise, you can't escape punishment from the Academy!"

Before he died, he did not forget to threaten Ning Wufeng. What an idiot!

Mainly, he was frightened by the guillotine and Liu Xun, and he burst into tears. Fang Jue was standing behind him, and his head was also lowered.

Ning Wufeng chuckled a little, without the slightest annoyance on his face, and smiled, "Yes, it is also a disciple of the Imperial Academy. It is a pity that I am a group of teachers and students."

He looked softly at the Tianmeng disciples lying on the ground. These new disciples join the Tianmeng with hope and dream. But in the end, he was involved in such a dispute, who has spared them?

Among the fallen faces, Ning Wufeng still clearly remembered that some people were asking him for a shy shy look at him with admiration.

However, at this time they all turned into cold corpses.

"Retaliation by virtue, why do you report virtue?" Ning Wufeng muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Fang Yingcai jumped up and shouted sternly: "It's him, it's him." He pointed at Fang Jue, screamed loudly, and pushed all the evils on Fang Jue's head.

Fang Jue's face was a little different, and then she became angry.

The friendship of their brothers was as thin as a piece of paper at the moment, and it was broken in a moment.

"Dead!" Fang Jue roared sharply, clasped Fang Yingcai's Tian Lingcai with one claw, and the spirit was slammed, and Fang Yingcai's head burst open.

The red and white things dripped down his fingers, and his scarlet gaze stared at Ning Wufeng.

"Offending the three princes, no good end!"