Control The World

The meaning of the gun!

Ning Wufeng realized the true meaning of the gun at the last moment of the match against Qing Jia. Exploded beyond the air-breathing realm, and exploded five Qingjia warriors.

"Do you have anything to ask?" The Supreme Master said lightly, there seemed to be a touch of excitement in the depressed tone. On Ning Wufeng, he saw vague hope.

Ning Wufeng was still recollecting the feeling of that shot. After a short while, he slowly looked up and asked, "What's the feeling?"

At that moment, he felt integrated with the broken gun, and the gun became an extension of the body, waving like an arm. The sharpness of the gun became controllable, and he concentrated to a point in an instant, bursting the defense of the Qingjia Warlord and killing it!

"This is one of the guns." The Supreme Master said lightly, mixed with a little appreciation in the tone. "One of the guns is divided into three parts: true meaning, realm, and law. This deity is a nine-year-old who touches a gun and a twelve-year-old who understands the gun Really, the 35-year-old gun way is transformed, the 95-year-old gun way. "

"Many people who do nothing can hardly understand the true meaning of the gun in their lifetime. I didn't expect your kid to have to ask me a sentence or two to understand the true meaning of the gun. It is indeed rare."

You know, Tao is mysterious and mysterious. It is the accumulation of talent and sweat. With the true meaning of the gun, Ning Wufeng completely had a monk in the late stage of killing and attracting air. If he meets people like Wu Chuan and Wu Jiang Brothers again, he has the absolute confidence to face them and kill them!

"The true meaning of the gun is divided into many types. Some people realize the rapid meaning. The gun is like lightning, and it is difficult to catch the trace quickly. Some people realize the weirdness of the gun. The gun is like a snake. The tentacle is hard to grasp. It is also difficult to grasp. Domineering, the gun shoots out like a dragon, going forward. "

"I understand the sharpness of the gun!" Ning Wufeng raised his head and said. In the sharp meaning of the gun, he instantly opened the quasi-spiritual spirit **** stomach with the broken army gun of Fanjie Zhongpin.

"Very good." There is a smile on His Mouth. Maybe it hasn't been laughed for many years. The smile is a bit stiff and looks a little bit stingy.

"What is the next level?" Ning Wufeng took a deep breath and calmed his mind, asking. After stepping into the true meaning of the gun, his entire body inadvertently showed a sharp momentum, and the sharp rays flashing from time to time in his eyes made people cold.

The Supreme Ruler said lightly: "The next level is to defeat me. Defeat me and you can get the inheritance of the deity and leave here."

"Beat you?" Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank a bit, and the Supreme Master did not know how many years ago, the Three Realms of Guns, was definitely an unrivaled old monster. Over time, he definitely has the confidence to surpass him, but not now.

"What are the restrictions?" Ning asked faintly.

"When the deity was alive that year, even if you were 10 million, you were not your opponent. But the deity in front of you is just a dedication of the deity." In speaking, Ning Wufeng could not help but feel the stigma from the tone of the lord. meaning.

Even if it is the proud man of the sky, the hero will end up in the end.

And myself?

Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. Since this life can be reborn, it must be vigorous and soaring into the sky. Borrowed to God for three thousand years!

Hurdi, Ning Wufeng raised a ball of white light out of thin air, and the true meaning of the gun emitted by the whole person became sharper.

Unexpectedly, only a moment's work, the transformation of thought, actually made his gun way sharp and really improved a lot.

"I didn't expect this deity to become your kid's stepping stone." The Lordless Sky said indignantly after he understood everything. Ning Wufeng realized his breakthrough through his failure experience.

"In this case, let's fight!" Ning Wufeng said proudly, arrogantly.

"Haha, good boy." The Supreme Master laughed and laughed suddenly, and said with a sudden chill, "Even if the deity is just a trace of thought, you have absolutely no chance of victory!"

The Heavenly Emperor's tone is equally domineering, regaining the spirit of that year.

He grabbed in the air and turned into a gun.

Gun into the sky, Bai Guang wins the snow. Different from the broken gun in Ning Wufeng's hand, it was so sharp and aggressive. The gun in his hand was thicker and seemed to weigh a lot.

The gun is out, the gun is out like a dragon. At first glance, the heavy light gun became extremely overbearing at the moment when the Supreme Master shot his gun, and the surrounding spiritual forces were forced back by the gun.

A fierce shot, Ning Wufeng felt the weightlessness from the shot of the Supreme Master. The light gun was magical in his hands.

Ning Wufeng immediately pulled back and broke the gun. The spiritual force burst out along the tip of the gun, and the spiral of energy shot forward, welcoming a shot from the Supreme Master.

With a bang, the palm of the hand is huge. But the light gun stuck to the broken gun. One after another, the unceasing gun power was passed from the light gun of the Supreme Master, and banged on Ning Wufeng's chest.

He grunted and the gun was stuck. It's impossible to give up. But if he does not let go, he will be unable to bear the waves of gunfire of the Supreme Master.

"Boy, now you know why you have no chance of winning?" The Supreme Master laughed coldly, with a slight disdain and resentment. It is impossible to stand up and climb above the heads of predecessors.

It turned out that he was very concerned about the true meaning of Ning Wufeng stepping on his failed purification gun. So he wanted to avenge him.

Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, and his mind suddenly turned into a sudden burst of aura. I thought of the scene of the previous life and Yang Taijiquan masters.

He was shocked, and with the changed sense of consciousness, he sensed the energy fluctuations on the light gun of the Supreme Lord, and the energy fluctuations followed.

We are weak when the enemy is strong, and we are strong when the enemy is weak.

The two of them rotated in mid-air technology, and a wave of energy passed to Ning Wufeng, and he accepted it, then pushed it out, similar to the principle of playing Taiji.

"Well?" The Supreme Heavenly Man was a little surprised, but he did not expect that Ning Wufeng actually blocked his own moves, but instead struck back.

Good boy! ‘

Suddenly, the frequency of his gun vibrating was getting faster and faster.

Ning Wufeng relies on the body to shake, the bones drive the muscles, the periosteum also trembles, and at the same time speeds up.

After the Supreme Master's gun power reached a peak, it was difficult to improve. He secretly said: "Damn, there is only a trace of disillusionment, it is difficult to increase the speed." Moreover, disillusionment also gradually felt a little weak.

However, Ning Wufeng can constantly increase his frequency, relying on his body to cope with the fluctuations of gun power.

"withdraw!"

The Skyless Lord burst his gun and smashed the broken gun. Two shots, one point, the look on his face became a little strange, his hands shook his gun, his spirits scattered, and the spirit returned to his body.

"See the deity's famous stunt--Zhentian Finger."

He screamed loudly, and his whole body rose sharply, getting higher and higher, until the height that Ning Wufeng's consciousness was hard to reach. Suddenly an unbeatable breath came from the air, and the surrounding air was instantly torn.

Ning Wufeng felt that the blood in his body had solidified, and the broken gun stood in front of him, but he could not move!

How could this be?

Ning Wufeng was terrified, and a moment of despair and helplessness came to mind. But after realizing the true meaning of the gun, he immediately had another magical power that made him calm down.

Feeling the momentum coming from above his head is getting stronger and stronger, and he will be annihilated like the pillar of Optimus crushing the ants.

"You need to know that you have embarked on the road to cultivation. The long road is long. All challenges are tests for yourself. If you have enough skills, you can pass the tests to a higher level. Failure may be death."

Previously, the Supreme Master had spoken, and instantly appeared in Ning Wufeng's mind.

"All challenges are a test of myself! But now, what do I use to fight against the once peerless powerhouse like the Heavenly Supreme?"

Background, no!

Lingbao magic soldier, no!

Suddenly, Ning Wufeng's eyes brightened, right!

He has the meaning of a gun!

Previously, the Supreme Master said that he realized the meaning of the gun and had a thousandth hope of victory.

One thousandth, though small. But it is also worthwhile for him, because at this moment, he has no choice!

"The true meaning of the gun-sharp! Give me a break!" Ning Wufeng's spirits surged out of the two veins and poured into the broken army gun. The moment of his whole body suddenly changed, becoming even sharper!

There was a sharp edge of an inch above the tip of the gun, which tore apart the repression of Tian Tianyi's finger. Slowly, your hands can move and your body can move!

possible!

Ning Wufeng was overjoyed, and his aura was surging.

"Pure Sun Shootout-Sun-style!"

The sharp edge of the gun is like the rising sun of the rising sun. With a click, the gunman broke.

"Pure Sun Shootout-Yaoyang Style!"

Ning Wufeng was not afraid at all, soared up into the sky again, before the gun became brighter, and the momentum was more prosperous.

With a bang, Yaoyang style was suppressed again!

"Pure Yang Shootout-Kaiyang Style!"

The sharp gunman finally tore a hole in the suppression of the Heavenly One's finger by the Heavenly Supreme Master, and the whole man rose into the sky, welcoming the strangely volleying finger.

Tattered Tattered!

Ning Wufeng roared loudly, even if there was a repression of the sky, he dared to fight, until the dead! This is the true meaning of the gun-sharpness.

The whole body of spiritual power poured out, and where the gunmang was turbulent, even the space where Zhentian imprisoned him was broken, like a piece of glass cracked.

"Pure Sun Shootout-Falling Sun Style!"

Ning Wufeng's gun strength suddenly snapped up, and he smashed into the body of the Supreme Master suddenly.

The Emperor of Heavenlessness, with a smile of relief, looked at Ning Wufeng and nodded gently.

Zhentian finger was broken!

Thousands of years of obsession finally unraveled.

The surrounding space shattered, and returned to the previous tomb again. Ning Wufeng closed her eyes tightly. The sweat of the bean fell down, and it had already wet the ground under his feet.

A dim yellow jade hovered quietly in front of him ...