Control The World

Situ Buqun had a strong evil spirit on his already moist face, and the sword and light moved in front of him.

The green snarling roared, and the first sword qi gave birth to it.

Ning Wufeng pursed his lips and looked at Situ's sturdy figure in the air, his pupils shrinking slightly, "Let you see what is the real Jiulingju!"

The extinguishing gun dances, Ning Wufeng's figure soars into the sky, Jiulingqiao is surging, and spiritual power is gushing like a tide.

A shot blasted out violently, and the violent spirits roared in space, like a thunder roar.

"First sword!"

Situ Buqun's pupils shrank, the first sword burst out loud, and the green sword screamed. The barnyard growled endlessly, and he suddenly crushed a shot to Ning Wufeng's gazing.

Ning Wufeng's Jiu Lingqiao shook the rays of light, and the condensed shot turned into a thick barrel of gunpowder, hitting the barn with a bang, banging his head, shaking his head, and spiritual force wanton.

Situ's body was shocked, and his face was horrified. I did not expect that Ning Wufeng's strong first sword was suppressed by Ning Wufeng.

"Good strength!" Everyone in the audience whispered. Today, no one dares to take Ning Wufeng as a freshman.

"Ning Wufeng's motivation is so sufficient, it would not be to attack the top of the list." Someone whispered.

"I'm afraid the top of the list is unlikely, the three princes and the first person who asked the academy cannot be underestimated."

Roar ...

At this moment, there was a roar on the stage, such as the turquoise blue sky.

The six swords of the Qing Dynasty, the second sword was cut out again.

Jian Guang snarled violently, and the barn stalked up against the scales, shining with dazzling cold light. The green light surrounds the green pupa like clouds, and the dazzling sword light blooms from the green pupa.

Take a shot!

Ning Wufeng stood proudly, once again shot out, the light was violent, and his body shivered slightly.

The second sword was also used.

Travel thousands of miles!

Ning Wufeng blasted out, "You attacked two moves, it's my turn." The pupil blinked a little, the black light of his left hand surged, and Vientiane Sen Luoyin fell suddenly.

Dayin arbitrarily black light interspersed with the scene of Vientiane Sunrao, as if a fierce beast was suppressed in Dayin, black light was struggling and distorted.

"Ancient Yinjue!" Everyone in the audience shouted when they saw this trick.

"So handsome." A young girl saw Ning Wufeng's voluptuous imposing volley, and her beautiful eyes were dazzling.

Among the crowd, Ye Yier was also in it, and her beautiful eyes bloomed. She folded her hands and said silently, "You must win."

Zhao Liner looked at Ning Wufeng dismissively, and along the way, she expressed disdain for Ning Wufeng, but Ning Wufeng grew up again and again to this day.

"He will definitely lose if he meets my third brother." Zhao Liner nodded heavily.

On the ring, the light was ups and downs, and black gas surged, and Qing Qing Jianguang was killed by Vientiane Sen Luoyin Town. Qingyu Yangtian growled and struggled frantically.

"The third sword!"

Situ Buqun's complexion was already blue, and his lips trembled, "Is this the strength of Jiulingju?"

He was unwilling to admit it, but in this turn-by-turn battle, the advantages of Jiulingqiao became more and more obvious, which is indeed incomparable to Balingqiao.

The spiritual power contained in Jiulingqiao and the speed of restoring it are much faster than that of Balingqiao. Therefore, Situ was more and more frightened.

"The fourth sword!"

Situ Buqun repeatedly moved five or six times on the green sword. With a bang, the green sword was like a leaky bag, and it sprayed out five or six extremely strong spiritual powers.

The strength of the barnyard turned into a sword body suddenly increased, with a strong light. The green horn's one-corner suddenly doubled and looked even more sloppy.

Roar ...

Qing Yan roared, a tangible air wave rushed out, and cracks opened on the ring.

So powerful!

The audience all stood up and stared at the scene with wide eyes.

"So treacherous!" Lin Yuqing gnawed at Yin Teeth and whispered, "Situ Tuqun actually sealed the spiritual power in the sword of the Qing Dynasty."

I saw the surging aura in the Qingyan Sword getting stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, the Qingyan doubled, and the cyan figure filled most of the ring. This power has surpassed Tongqiao Realm Eight Spirits and reached the existence of Nine Spirits.

Qing Ye's huge head fell, and one person's high eyes stared at Ning Wufeng.

"Shit boy, let's die!" Situ Buqun has begun to reveal his secrets, the fourth sword of the green sword, but the two purple lake priests have been killed together.

Ning Wufeng's face sank, and a suppressed beast roar erupted in Vientiane Sen Luo Yin. He looked calm and drank, "Give me a break!"

Vientiane Sen Luoyin slammed into the head of the green pheasant, bursting through the air with a series of black gas surging rays, sizzling through the air, and killed.

Roar ...

The green owl roared, and the sword light spread. The fourth sword out of the six swords in the Qing Dynasty shot out.

A violent slamming sword light collided with Vientiane Sen Luoyin. The air wave surged, and Ning Wufeng snorted, Jiulingqiao burst, his body jumped into the air, and his palm fell on the big seal.

Yin Guang bloomed, and a suppressed beast roar came from under the big seal.

The majestic spirit rushed into it, and the original plain Vientiane Sen Luo imprinted with black light instantly, enveloping Ning Wufeng as a whole.

The crested beast horns began to emerge on the top of the seal, and the spiritual power continued to flow into it. The ancient seal on the seal printed an ancient beast with double horns and stern eyes. , Three eyes burning light.

Roar ...

There was a roar in the big seal, as if the roar of the ancient beast was unwilling, and the power soared in an instant.

"Vientiane Sen Luoyin, third!"

With a loud bang, Dayin doubled out of thin air and suppressed the roaring barley stubbornly.

puff……

Situ Buqun spewed back blood, his complexion was pale, and his turbulent spiritual power blew all his hair away, and the wind screamed.

"How can this be?" Situ was crazy, with an unbelievable look.

Ning Wufeng actually entered the third day of Vientiane Sen Luoyin at this time!

Such a bad qualification!

"You can't stay him, you can't stay him!" Situ Buqun's mind was filled with the idea that Ning Wufeng was his opponent and enemy. Allowing it to develop will inevitably affect the future situation of Zhao Guo.

Situ Buqun's eyes showed madness, and he shouted sternly: "Ning Wufeng, you are forcing me!"

With a roar, he drew a bite of blood, and sank into the green sword.

The surging green aura of the sword body gathered momentarily, enveloping his essence. The blood continued to penetrate into the green light, and the sword body was covered with blood.

Roar ...

The bark suddenly roared, opened her scarlet eyes, and skyrocketed. Creaking, Yantai was a little overwhelmed.

If Situ was crazy, he shouted, "Kill me!"

Green owl growled, the fifth sword fell!

Sword lights intertwined, as if thundering light burst out, snoring, immersed in the big seal instantly, the slick sword light and the surging big seal black gas canceled each other out, and forced Vientiane Senluo Yin to exit. .

Ning Wufeng's face moved and said lightly, "I see you have a few swords!"

The annihilation gun caught a volley, and the spiritual power was violent. All sides were stained with golden yellow. Jin Lingli permeated the entire platform space.

"This trick?" Everyone in the audience was surprised.

Zhao Jun's face moved slightly, and Ning Wufeng's strength was so much that he really did not expect it.

At this time, Zhao Wuji had already regarded Ning Wufeng as his enemy. Anyone with a good eye can see that Situ Buqun is no longer Ning Wufeng's opponent.

As soon as the sixth sword came out, Situ was not good enough.

"Fantasy!"

The gunman in Ning Wufeng's hand burst into bloom. This is the second method of shooting after Jinlian fell.

A shot blasted out, and all Jin Lingli around the ring was mobilized. The golden light was intertwined and rushed to the roaring barley.

The sound of crickets was so loud that Qing Ling was pierced with sores by Jin Lingli.

Ling Tian's pupils shrunk slightly. This trick is floating in the world. He has seen it before, but he didn't expect that Ning Wufeng showed it with the strength of Jiu Lingqiao. It was so amazing!

The violently glowing masterpiece burst into the air.

puff……

Situ's clumsy figure retreated and slammed heavily on the ring. With a bang, the green sword fell in front of him.

His face was pale, his robes were torn, his chest was violently undulating, and blood stained the ground.

Zao Wou-ki slowly stepped out and said lightly, "No group, all right, give up."

"Admit it?"

Situ Buqun's eyes showed a dark look, did he admit defeat? He has lost, and the moment he set foot on the ring, he was doomed to fail.

Ning Wufeng is right, people who have not made progress are already a kind of regression!

His three years of imperial palace practice ended up facing a teenager who had just entered the school for a year, which was already a failure.

But wrong, he didn't recognize each other!

Situ knows that once he admits it, this will be the biggest obstacle to his future practice!

Can't lose!

He struggled to get up from the ground, and blood and water splashed on the platform.

"Lose?" Situ Buqun laughed, this is the first time he meant to resist Zao Wou-ki, "I still have no sixth sword."

He inherited the Qingjian Sword and the Qingjian Six Swords, and there should be no loss in his dictionary!

Zhao Wuji's lips trembled, and the sixth sword came out. He understands more than Situ Buqun because of the opportunity that he has arranged for Situ Buqun, and all these Situ Buqun don't know!

There was a sudden chill in Situ Buqun's eyes, and a loud whistle.

"The sixth sword!"

Alas, the eight spirit tricks on his body burst into a blast, as the spirit of the note poured into the green sword on the ground, the blade trembled buzzingly, and suddenly floated into the air.

Booming, the green dragon sword turned into a dragon of the dragon, and the green dragon gave birth to double horns, and it seems that there is a tendency to turn the dragon, stirring a strong light.

With a bang, the ring finally broke apart.

Ning Wufeng's pupils narrowed slightly, and when he saw the sixth sword of the Qingjian Six Swords, he moved slightly in his heart and gave birth to a weird idea.