Control The World

The yin and yang purple lake was spinning, and the extinct gun spewed out a qualitative lance, and Ning Wufeng shot and killed the young man who shot at the sword.

"A Feng, be careful. This kid's strength is not to be underestimated." Zhuge Xiulang said.

Zhuge Feng is also a monk in the later period of the Purple Lake, but the spiritual knife he condensed uses excellent materials, and is also one of the few in the Beiyue knife clan.

But the Beiyue knife clan has high expectations on Zhuge Feng.

The blood-stained sword in Zhuge Feng's hands, the blood on the sword was dripping, and the sword was thin like a cicada's wings, snoring, chopping Xiangning's no wind chest.

This is the sword, which just killed the maid.

Ning Wufeng's face moved, and the extinction gun agitated out, such as the golden light instantly penetrated the blade of Zhuge Feng.

Bang ...

Zhuge Feng was forced back five or six steps by Ning Wufeng with a single shot. His face was white.

"Nine swords."

With a dull complexion, the dagger in his hand suddenly became sharp, and the nine blades were cut out, and the source of the wind really hidden in it. The nine shadows of the sword were close to the ground, leaving nine cracks and crosses, and there was no wind.

The fantasy world is sinking!

Ning Wufeng stepped out, the golden light was pulsating, and the surrounding vegetation was stained with gold. The sharp golden meaning was swallowed on the branches and leaves, pointing directly at Zhuge Feng.

Bang bang ...

Dao Guang was blocked by Ning Wufeng's shot.

There was a touch of anger on Zhuge Feng's face, and the double-blooded sword was shot twice as far away. His figure turned into a shadow of Daodao.

Brush ...

For a few breaths, the trees and ground around Ning Wufeng left countless knife marks. The sky is filled with daggers, which is dazzling, and Zhu Gefeng's attack trajectory cannot be found at all.

Tianxing Nine Swords were once again on display. In the sky's swordsman's sword, three finished swordsman's glyphs suddenly cut to Ning Wufeng's head.

Ning Wufeng knew that the Yuanshen in the sea burst into a bright light, and Dao Mang was still a long distance away, and he had already reacted.

The annihilation gun circled out, a stunned shot, such as the quality of the gun slamming, smashing Zhuge Feng's deadly three swords.

"Beiyue knife clan, but so." Ning Wufeng sneered.

With a look of shame on Zhuge Feng's face, as a genius of the Beiyue knife clan, how could he tolerate being so despised? He was instantly angry.

"Smelly boy, you have successfully annoyed me." Zhuge Feng growled angrily, his fingers slicing across the edge of the blue blood blade, leaving a bloodstain. Blood and water were absorbed into the spirit knife instantly.

The blood in the Azure Blood Knife seemed to ignite gunpowder, and it erupted instantly. The wanton blood fluttered wildly, and the blood halo of quality spread out.

Zhuge Feng's face showed a tinge of embarrassment, and there seemed to be a roaring beast in the blood sword, stirring the blood like a tide, covering Xiang Ning without wind.

The blood was shining like clouds, crushing his head and crushing his face.

"What can I do to annoy you? I can still ignite you!" Ning Wufeng, the yin and yang, and the purple lake spin wildly, and the magical powers that traveled thousands of miles unfolded, turning into a shadow of Tao, enveloping Zhuge Feng.

The huge consciousness was shrouded in Zhuge Feng for a moment, and his every move slowed down countless times in Ning Wufeng's mind.

When Zhuge Feng was embarrassed and angry, the sword light was like splashing water, and the blood was turbulent. The savage sword energy turned all the surrounding trees into powder, but it did not touch Ning Wufeng.

The fire-extinguishing gun struck a flame on the back of Zhuge Feng. The shot was extremely rapid, with a loud bang, and the robe behind Zhuge Feng was burnt instantly, and was successfully ignited by Ning Wufeng.

"Ah!" Zhuge Feng screamed, hurled a few rolls on the ground, extinguished the flames, and a bluish purple appeared on his ashamed face. How could the genius of the Beiyue Knife tribe suffer such an insult!

"Hate!" Zhuge Feng growled.

At this moment, Zhuge Xiu stepped out and Shen said: "Well, Xiao Feng, you are not his opponent. This kid is using you to deliberately delay time."

At a glance, he saw the difference in strength between Ning Wufeng and Zhuge Feng, and his face sank, stopping Zhuge Feng.

"The young master of Ningjing was able to dominate the chess world. Sure enough, he has a lot of tricks. But I don't know if your tricks will still work in the face of absolute strength!" Zhuge Xiu hummed.

Wuer, the spirit knife in his hand lit up, exuding a strong momentum, the fierce murderousness was rolling the leaves in the sky, and it was right to Ning windless.

Beginning of Divine Realm!

The sword of Zhuge Xiu is as thin as a cicada, so it is called a cicada. The blade squeaked loudly, shaking at high speed, shaking the air to resonate, and instantly the leaves of the sky shattered into powder, turning into a fist and blowing towards Ning Wufeng.

"The Beiyue knife clan, but this is the case." Ning Wufeng snorted softly, the extinction gun swept out, and the golden light burst into the fist.

With a slam, the leaves were in debris. The mang of the annihilation gun was instantly blown away. Ning Wufeng was forced to retreat dozens of meters away.

"Small no, old, the Beiyue knife clan inheritance is really close." He deliberately mocked Zhuge Xiu, and the strength of the initial state of the spirit was putting a lot of pressure on him, and there were more than a dozen unseen Beiyue around. Knife family.

A thick expression of shame appeared on Zhuge Feng's face, and roared, "Smelly boy, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

The azure spirit sword dazzled the dazzling light, and Zhu Gefeng rushed towards Ning Wufeng like a whirlwind of fire dance.

"Xiao Feng is careful." Zhuge Xiu shouted.

Ning Wufeng's face showed a bit of ferociousness, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, chuckling: "You don't even count a waste in front of me!"

As soon as you step out, the second realm of Jin Yuan's true intentions is exhibited, and all the plants and trees are stained with a layer of gold.

The fantasy world is sinking!

Ning Wufeng was shot and killed by another shot, such as the quality of the gun magpie wrapped in thousands of golden spirits into the Zhuge Feng.

The yin and yang purple lake has run to the extreme, and Jinyuan Lingzhu is spinning frantically. The golden spirit in the Purple Lake surged out like a tide.

Zhuge Feng's face showed a startling expression, exclaimed: "No ..."

Immediately, the whole person was drowned by Ning Wufeng's shot like a tide. Taking a sip of blood, Zhuge Feng shrank to the ground in a weak state.

Ning Wufeng surging with white light, Bai Yu deer groaned, turned into a white light, and fell in front of Zhuge Feng. Bai Yulu stamped Zhuge Feng under his feet.

The speed was so fast that even Zhuge Xiu did not respond.

He did not expect that it was also the strength of the Purple Lake. As an outstanding disciple of the Beiyue knife clan, Zhuge Feng was defeated by Ning Wufeng!

This is too fast!

After a while, Zhuge Feng shouted, "Uncle Xiu, save me!"

There was a crying voice in his voice, and Ning Wufeng's gunman was rattling, less than an inch from his neck.

As long as Ning Wufeng shakes his hand slightly, the extinguishing gun can pierce the hole in Zhuge Feng's throat.

"Stop!" There was a look of shame on Zhuge Xiu's face, and a scream of anger drove Ning Wufeng to the wind, saying, "Ning Jingzhu, I advise you to put Xiaofeng obediently, otherwise, you must be today There is no place to die! "

Ning Wufeng raised a brow slightly and laughed, "Are you threatening me?"

He deliberately shook his hand and pushed down the annihilation gun for a few minutes. The stunned gunman scratched Zhuge Feng's skin, and the cold feeling made him shout.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." Zhuge Feng cried, tears streaming down.

The annoyance on Zhuge Xiu's face grew even more. He saw that Zhuge Feng was actually scared to urinate his pants.

"Huh." He couldn't stop his expression, and snorted immediately: "If you dare to move Xiaofeng a sweat, I will draw you out of my soul and never turn over forever."

Presumably death, cruel soul extraction.

Ning Wufeng's face suddenly became cold, and Leng hummed, "You dare to threaten me."

Suddenly the masterpiece suddenly fell.

"Smelly boy, how dare you!" Zhuge Xiu sighed angrily, and the cicada wing spirit knife stirred the eye-catching cold, rolling the violent momentum towards Ning Wufeng.

It was just a dying effort. Ning Wufeng could kill Zhuge Feng with a single shot, but the ensuing daomang would surely break him.

Although the defense of Jiu Zhuan Ming Jue's defense is strong, Ning Wufeng still dare not use it to resist the sword of the monk of the spirit state, and it is the Beiyue knife clan for decades.

Bai Yulu turned into a white light, the extinguishing gun suddenly picked Zhuge Feng. Ning Wufeng shook his hands, and Zhuge Feng yelled at Zhuge Xiu.

Zhuge Xiu was so happy that he was about to pick up Zhuge Feng.

But Ning Wufeng had a cold scalp in his hands, and that sharp momentum made Zhuge's scalp numb.

Bai Yulu was extremely fast. Ning Wufeng used Zhuge Feng as a shield. He hid behind him and attacked very viciously.

If Zhuge Xiu wanted to save Zhuge Feng, it would be likely that Ning Wufeng would be cut off by the sword.

But Zhuge Feng hit him like a shell, and Zhuge Xiu could not avoid it!

"Hateful!" Zhuge Xiu roared, the sky's swordsman roared out, and the sword light was completely submerged in Zhugefeng's body.

With a bang, Zhuge Feng burst into a cloud of blood.

At a dilemma, Zhuge Xiu did not dare to take risks, chose to save his life, and killed the obstacle in front of Zhuge Feng.

The plastic-like relationship between my uncle and nephew broke down instantly.

And Ning Wufeng's howling came, when he was about to collide with Zhuge Xiu, suddenly Bai Yulu turned a turn, and Ning Wufeng swept away.

He turned to look at Zhuge Xiu, his mouth slightly raised, and laughed: "Okay, I can't blame me for the death of Zhuge Feng now. If you blame yourself, you should draw your soul. Haha."

There was a strong anger on Zhuge Xiu's face, and he growled hysterically: "Shit, you're forcing me!"

He slaps his palm against his chest, spitting a **** sword. A pale splattered across his face.

"Where to go!" Zhuge Xiu was furious.

"Knife!"

The knife sword used by the Beiyue knife clan to escape, was used by Zhuge Xiu to kill Ning Wufeng. It turned out that the two had opened a long distance, and Ning Wufeng thought he was safe.

But who would have thought that a dazzling bloodstream was coming, the speed was extremely amazing, and the dagger was about to Ning Wufeng's back.