Control The World

In the second pilgrimage, the elder **** of the male duck voice announced the rule loudly: each player can only enter the top ten finals after defeating two opponents in a row.

For the first time Ning Wufeng won, Ling Jiangfei, a disciple of Beixuan Xue Palace, was regarded as Ling Tian's brother.

Ling Jiangfei gave birth to a pair of wind-eared ears, which seemed extremely mean. He smiled and said, "I know your strength is very strong, but as a disciple of the Ling family, I can't retreat without fighting."

"Please." Ning Wufeng smiled slightly and said.

Ling Jiangfei's eyes suddenly appeared a touch of cold light, the sword light in his hand was like a dragon, intertwined, shot towards Ning Wufeng, the sword light flew between, like snowflakes falling a little.

He is so strong that Ling Tian is better than Ling Tian. It is conceivable that, to the extent it is today, how many will be weak.

Ning Wufeng grabbed it in the volley, the annihilation gun appeared in his hands, the gunmang was violently stirred, and the golden light flashed.

Ningshen fired a shot, such as the golden light stabbed to Ling Jiangfei. The annihilation gun opened wide in his hands, the light was surging.

As soon as he accepted the move, Ling Jiangfei's complexion changed. He raised a brow and whispered, "Nine Spirits!"

I've seen Ning Wufeng make many shots before, and he still has doubts about what others have said, but at this time he really felt Ning Wufeng's immense spiritual power and he was convinced.

Is this really a pervert?

Ling Jiangfei was bitter in his heart. He was a son of the Ling family. He had been studying for two years before he was able to break into the Eight Spirits. He vowed to launch an attack on the top of the list. After entering Jiulingqiao, it was not shocking to him.

"I confess. Ling Tian is right, you are really strong."

Ning Wufeng and Ling Jiangfei fought over two dozen moves. Ning Wufeng always had a backhand, so Ling Jiangfei didn't lose so quickly.

But after more than two dozen moves, Ling Jiangfei laughed bitterly and shook his head to admit defeat.

He made a leap, jumped off the ring, and went on fighting, which was boring.

Ning Wufeng smiled a little, Ling Jiangfei was frank, and it was worth making.

Immediately after, Ning Wufeng's second opponent came to power, but it was Situ Shan.

Situshan looked at Ning Wufeng with an uncertain look. He was pushed up. Whether his brother or the three princes wanted to let him try out Ning Wufeng's true strength.

But Situshan did not expect the young man who was not in his eyes ten months ago. After ten months, he confronted him again, and his heart was a little dazed.

hate!

At that time, the old and new exchanges did not properly teach Ning Wufeng a meal, otherwise there would not be so many afterthoughts.

But who can think of these things?

"Smelly boy, let's do it, I won't let you go easily." Situ Shan said coldly, his hands hunting the sky without shadow sword a little bit of light, the sword pointed directly at Ning Wufeng.

"I hope you, the Emperor League, don't let me down." Ning Wufeng said lightly, the Tianmeng was suppressed for so long, it is time to start a counterattack. Let this battle begin with Situ Shan.

Last year's top 12!

Ning Wufeng's extinguishing gun golden light danced, the surging spiritual power roared out, and slammed on Situ Shan's sword shadow, slamming, Situ's good physique shook, and the whole person retreated.

There was a surge of blood on his face, and Ning Wufeng's spiritual power was so amazing. He was more frightened than Ling Jiangfei.

At the previous meeting between the old and the new, Ning Wufeng, but he could pinch himself.

The spiritual power in his body was violent, and he was forced down by him. He said, "Ning Wufeng, you offend the three princes, and there will be no end."

Han Sha Palm!

Situ Shan took a picture from the palm of his hand, the cold raged, and the turbulent spiritual power covered the ground around him with a layer of cold.

Ning Wufeng raised his mouth slightly and smiled, "At least not in your hands."

There was a shade of Yin on Situshan's face, sneer: "Do you want to know how your little master died? Haha."

He smiled sharply, trying to provoke Ning Wufeng's anger, and then took the opportunity to defeat him.

"He knelt in front of us for mercy. We pretended to promise him, and then broke his heart with one palm while he didn't notice. So he smiled until he died. Haha." Situ laughed arrogantly.

Ning Wufeng's face was filled with a thin anger, and the red blood ice toad emerged, and the ice and fire was violently out of the way, directly facing Situ Shan's palm.

Jiulingqiao surging, the majestic spiritual force forced Situshan's cold air back into him, and came to Situshan's body with ice and fire.

Situ Shan shook his body, and a thick layer of ice emerged from his body, but his eyes were scarlet, and his mouth was hot.

His body suddenly curled into a ball and hugged to the ground, shaking trembling.

Situ good, defeat!

Ning Wufeng's pupils were scarlet, and his eyes were raging. He shot at Zao Wou-ki and others on the high platform. The murderousness was so heavy that even the guards couldn't help taking a step forward and protecting them.

Lost two in a row, Ning Wufeng was promoted to the top ten.

"The top ten candidates are settled, respectively, asking Dao Xueqin Qin Xinghui, Zhao Dongyan, Liu Shan, Zhu Gezhen, Huang Dao Xue Gong asking Zhao Wuji, Situ Buqu, Kuanglong, Ning Wufeng, Xuanzun Xue Palace Ling Jiangfei, and Sihai Xuegong Situ Ling ... "

The **** stood up again and shouted, "The top ten rules are ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by Zao Wou-ki, only to hear Zao Wou-chi say lightly: "Since it is a top ten, if you want to win, you will be convinced to take it orally. This year's top ten does not set rules, everyone There is a chance to challenge the other. "

"Win, rank ahead of him, lose, rank behind him. Challenge first, prioritize."

As soon as such a rule came out, the audience immediately whispered. Such a rule sounds fine. It eliminates the unfairness caused by the rules and makes everyone convinced.

However, one thing is that it also provides the possibility of wheel wars for others.

"It seems that the three princes will play a little clever on Ning Wufeng." Ye Qiongtian said lightly.

Anyone with a good eye can see that at this time the top ten are on the stage, but Zhao Wuji is mostly in the crowd. If they are rather war-free, they are more likely to lose.

"Unfair." Someone shouted immediately from the audience.

Zao Wou-ki turned a deaf ear, and the rest of the top ten on the stage all said yes, but only Ning Wufeng remained.

"How? You just dared not play the game just now?" Zhao Wuji said lightly. "If you dare not play, just say it out loud and we will agree."

Not playing?

Everyone else agrees, only you disagree. In this way, to the uninformed, Ning Wufeng has lost, and even the courage to try such a rule is gone.

Ning Wufeng's mouth slightly rose, his eyes flashed a cold light, and he smiled, "I agree."

A strange color appeared in Ling Jiangfei's eyes nearby, and even the monk who asked Tao Xuegong cast a curious look at Ning Wufeng.

The corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth raised slightly, with a smile on his face, with a voice that was clear to them only, and said, "Wait for the bottom."

"let's start."

The **** of the male duck yelled loudly, the drums flared in the surrounding area, the horn sounded loud, and the sound was very inspiring.

The pilgrimage has reached its most critical time.

"Situ Ling, Sihai Xuegong, came forward to ask for advice." Said the female disciple of Sihai Xuegong came forward.

Situ's family already had a Situ good and bad in the hands of Ning Wufeng, and now there is another Situ Lin. As the arrogant daughter of the Four Seas Academy, Situ Ling did not believe that Ning Wufeng was so strong.

Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, and said lightly, "From now on, I will not be merciless."

Since Zhao Wuji had already besieged him, Ning Wufeng didn't mind shooting harder and letting some uninterested people get away.

"Cut, Miss Ben isn't that rare." Situ Ling gave him a white glance and sneered. "Just because of your stinky boy in the backcountry, you have won a few games and your tail is up in the air."

"Miss Ben will tell you the low blood is always low!"

Situ Ling smiled coldly, did not expect this woman to speak so harshly.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, and she said, "Let me see how noble your blood is!"

Whizzing……

Situ Ling had already shot, and the red light surged, like a fire snake rushing towards Ning Wufeng, and the excited light came straight to Ning Wufeng's face.

The attack was extremely vicious, and the sloppy white light burst out of the fire and attacked Ning Wufeng's lower body.

"What a terrible woman!" Ning Wufeng's face changed, and this white light would make him cut off his grandchildren.

The annihilation gun swept through the sky, and the voluptuous gunman rushed to the white light first, with a loud noise, and the gun body trembled, blocking the white light sword.

Travel thousands of miles!

The fire had reached his chest, and Ning Wufeng hurriedly quit.

"Well, you stinky kid, it's hard to hide the blood of the humble blood." Situ Ling laughed, and the flames of Chilian practice became more rapid.

White light surged in and attacked the key parts of Ningwu without wind.

Such rogue means is really rare!

The fire was surging, and from the stage, the white Jianguang was almost inaudible. But everyone was curious, what Ning Wufeng had been blocking his body all the time.

Even some monks turned their heads in embarrassment.

Situ Ling insulted and never stopped. Ning Wufeng's face suddenly chilled, holding her fire to attack with her body stiffly.

The flame instantly enveloped Ning Wufeng as a whole.

"Ah!" An exclaiming voice came out from the audience, and everyone's eyes widened.

Everyone on the Celestial side stood up.

Ning Wufeng rushed into the fire.

But the next moment, only one scream was heard, and Situ Ling flew out, hitting the ground with a bang.

"Just because you want to block my way, dream!" Ning said coldly without wind.

The noble lady who thought she was noble in blood, saw Ning Wufeng, whose hair was swollen, and a look of terror appeared in her eyes.

"I ... I ..." She cried wow.