Control The World

Ning Wufeng asked Pan Hong to arrange the people of Tiantufu to live in Dayan City. Although Pan Hong was unwilling, he listened to Ning Wufeng's arrangement.

However, in order to prevent the people in Tiantufu from coming in random, Pan Hong arranged them in the area separated by the formation law in the city. As long as they are in trouble, they can be isolated in the first place.

The situation in Dayan City was stabilized, and the time agreed with Lori Siwei was very close.

Ning Wufeng led the army of Qiqi toward the Wuling Mountains. Du Zifei and others accompanied him.

And the news of their cooperation reached Han Yanli's ears. Han Yanli's face was so dull that he could drip water, and he clenched his fist.

"Hateful! Damn Wei Zhennan, the old man." Han Yanli cursed with hate.

Tian Can's scholar slightly changed his face, and Shen Sheng said, "Son, please be calm and calm. We really underestimated Wei Zhennan's influence on Du Zifei. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to use Du Zifei's character and Ning Wufeng. Generations. "

However, the cooperation between Ning Wufeng and Tiantufu now undoubtedly puts the people in the palace in a passive position. Ning Wufeng took control of the chess situation, occupying the geographical position. The Tiantufu had a powerful force and occupied Renhe. People and geography are in place.

"We have to take action." Han Yanli's pupils shrank a bit, and Han whispered, stealing chickens didn't make rice, which made him feel very aggrieved.

"Brother, we might as well cooperate with other forces in chess environment." Han Yanhui whispered.

"Other forces," Han Yanli chuckled, shook his head, and said, "Ning Wufeng's kid is far more difficult than we thought. He gathered the forces in the chess world long before we came."

"Five chess players think of us as invaders, and they can't wait to kill and then quickly, how can they cooperate with us." He shook his head, showing bitterness.

"Then we can cooperate with the outside forces, there should be many second-level forces in the chess environment." Han Yanhui said.

Han Yanli's face suddenly moved, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she smiled, "Good sister, you really wake up your brother this time."

He turned to look at Tian Can Scholar and asked, "If I remember correctly, when this Ning Wufeng was in Zhao Guo, did he defeat the people of the Beiyue Sword Family at the pilgrimage feast? Miss? "

Tian Can Scholar groaned for a moment and said, "There is such a thing."

"The Beiyue knife clan's pulse in Zhao Guozhong has long since faded away, but it is still a second-class force in Daqin. I should not be mistaken." Han Yanli smiled, apparently in order to get the emperor's heritage, they also made a lot of preparations.

"That's right," said Tian Can Scholar.

Han Yanli nodded and said, "Tell them that as long as they can kill Ning Wufeng, we at the Hermitage are willing to support them to become the top-level presence in the second-class forces, and even to become the first-class forces."

Tian Can's scholar looked embarrassed and said, "My son, is this not appropriate? Do you need to decide by the palace master?"

The implication is that Han Yanli's words may not be convincing, and the Beiyue knife clan may not believe it.

Han Yanli chuckled and said, "Whether they believe it or not, Ning Wufeng must kill, otherwise the emperor's heritage will fall into the hands of Tiantufu, and they will not even have the opportunity to drink soup."

"Only by killing Ning Wufeng, the strength of our two sides will be equal."

Tian Can Shusheng suddenly appeared in horror, and said, "My son is wise."

Immediately, he moved and arranged. Han Yanli and others followed Ning Wufeng and others closely.

However, at this time Ning Wufeng also learned from Nan Shu's mouth who had leaked the news to them.

"Hermitage, it really is them." Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, secretly in his heart. I have offended Han Yanli and others before, and I knew with their buttocks that they would not be so good at it, but I didn't expect him to move so fast.

Immediately, he asked Bai Ling to arrange the tree demon warrior to inquire about the whereabouts of Han Yanli, and when they found it, he let them drink a pot.

Uncle Nan watched Ning Wufeng dispatch soldiers along the way. Although it was a weak year, there was a general trend. He couldn't help but compare Ning Wufeng with Du Zifei, and the thought of trying to win Ning Wufeng gradually came into being.

"Ning Jingzhu, I heard you were from Zhao Guo before?" Nan Shu said.

Ning Wufeng smiled slightly and said, "My predecessors have already figured out my bottom line clearly, why should I know it? Yes, it is Zhao Guo. Unfortunately, Zhao Guo fell apart later. Ning Wufeng also became a slave."

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Uncle Nan waved his hand and said: "This is too heavy a sentence. Good birds choose wood to live. If Ning Jingzhu is willing, I believe Da Qin will accept you."

"We at Tiantufu are also willing to throw olive branches at you."

Ning Wufeng shook his head with a smile and said, "Ning Wufeng has become accustomed. After joining these forces, he will inevitably be subject to many constraints."

Along the way, Uncle Nan's attitude towards him changed greatly. Ning Wufeng could also feel that Nan Uncle was attracted to him, but joining a force is definitely not such a simple thing. His decision is related to the Qi Realm. safety.

It was a cannon fodder for someone else by accident, and it was a tragedy.

However, Ning Wufeng also asked Nan Shu a lot of cultivation questions along the way. After all, he was a monk in the false Dan realm, and he had many unique insights in cultivation.

Nan Shu told Ning Wufeng that he wanted to make a breakthrough from the purple lake to the realm of spirits. The Purple Lake has a vision, Yanyuan God, gathers spirit, and becomes a god.

Ning Wufeng saw that his yin and yang purple lake had reached the width of nine feet and nine feet, but he could not see any sign of an anomaly. It seemed that he was still far away from the spirit state.

Du Zifei was on the side, and from time to time sneered at Ning Wufeng, but Ning Wufeng ignored it.

Seeing that the sky was going to be dark, Ning Wufeng let the five warriors of Qiqi set up camp. After all, the Wuling Mountains are not far away.

The warriors of the five races set up camp fifty kilometers away from the Wuling Mountains.

Jin Tiandao, Bai Ling and others camped around Ning Wufeng to protect Ning Wufeng's security. And Nan Shu and others also knew in their hearts that they simply chose the camp account on the edge of the camp.

On the moon branch, Ning Wufeng walked out of the camp, still worried about Chu's safety.

When I saw Yuesiren, soldiers of five ethnic groups walked around from time to time, greeting each other Ning Wufeng, and Ning Wufeng nodded.

Whizzing……

Suddenly, a blue shadow passed by in front of her eyes, and the speed was extremely fast. Ning Wufeng only felt a flower in front of her eyes, and then heard a woman's weeping cry.

"Terrestrials." He moved inwardly, leaping from his tent, and went in the direction of the voice.

That Qianying was always where his eyes could reach.

It is so rich in water and spiritual power.

The two chased Shili Road one after the other, and the blue blue shadow finally stopped.

"You brought me here, what do you want to do?" Ning Wufeng, also a gallant artist, stopped the Qian Ying and said immediately.

"Master Yu." The blue shadow turned her head, and respectfully walked towards Ning Wufeng, a blessing. This face was familiar with Ning Wufeng. She was the maid of Lori Siwei. In the reef cave, he saw Too.

"Is it you?" Ning Wufeng said in a deep voice. "Is Lori Swei sending you here?"

The maid nodded gently and said, "I know you are here, so I sent a slave to bring you a few words."

Ning Wufeng looked at her quietly. He hasn't figured out why Luo Lisiwei wants to be embarrassed. This is really not like Luo Lisiwei's behavior style.

"Hey let me tell you, you didn't cut the candle dragon off the grass, he also ..."

Halfway through her words, she stopped abruptly, an incomparable knife light suddenly swept behind her head, and a head suddenly flew up.

"Who!" Ning Wufeng shouted loudly, but there was no one else hidden here.

"Haha." A cold laugh came from Ning Wufeng in all directions, and all the figures were hunting, and the shadows appeared around Ning Wufeng.

"Beiyue knife clan?" Ning shouted without a deep voice.

He only met the Beiyue knife clan once, that is, Zhuge Zhuo who met at the Zhao Guo's holy banquet at that time, but her Xiuyue Ling knife impressed Ning Wufeng extremely deeply.

With such clean knife light, within his cognitive scope, only the Beiyue knife clan!

"Haha." A laugh grew closer.

A figure came out head-on in the darkness, and at the same time, at least fifteen or six figures appeared around Ning Wufeng.

The middle-aged figure, who was coming face to face, was slightly fat, with a turquoise blade in his hand, dazzling light on the blade edge, and abnormal motion, as if growing on his arm.

With a smile on his slightly sloppy face, he said, "I never thought that the Lord of Chess Reality knew us Beiyue knife clan, it was a great honor."

"Don't dare to take it." Ning Wufeng said in a deep voice. The comer was not good, and the good one would not come. He slightly moved his face and said, "I don't know how to call the Lord?"

"Zhuge Xiu of the Beiyue knife clan." The middle-aged man's mouth slightly raised, revealing a sloppy smile.

A dozen Beiyue knife clan faces Ning Wufeng, and his face moved slightly, saying, "Senior Zhuge, I do n’t know where Ning Wufeng offended the Beiyue knife clan. How are you so aggressive?"

Zhuge Xiu chuckled and said, "You haven't offended our Beiyue knife clan, but we want to borrow something from you."

"Stuff?" Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly.

"That's your head." A young man of the Beiyue knife clan sneered, the knife screamed in his hand, and the knife broke into Ning Wufeng's head.

The unique shape of the spirit knife in his hand stirred the rich aura and swallowed the breathtaking cold.

"Want my head?" Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, and he grabbed it in the air. The extinction gun shot out the golden light and shot at the young man.

"I'm afraid it's not as easy as you think!"