Control The World

Out of the gate of the Spirit Temple, Ning Wufeng turned into a straight long alley.

Behind him, the sound of the wind was sounding from time to time, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly, and he secretly said: Followed.

Turning around Long Lane, approaching a lush bamboo forest, Ning Wufeng looked up, and the water along the shore of Xiechang Bridge was not far from Linjiang Pavilion.

The green bamboo in this bamboo forest is extremely wild and arrogant. The criss-crossed bamboo branches were not managed by anyone, and they all blocked the sheep's intestine.

Ning had no wind, his body moved, and his whole body was bursting with fierce vitality, just like a sharp blade. He hurried forward in the intestine path of the sheep. Wherever he went, the bamboo branches were neatly disconnected and scattered to the ground.

Huh?

The figure behind him was a little puzzled, why the boy seemed to intentionally come to such a remote place.

Suddenly, Ning Wufeng speeded up and turned into a residual image swiftly moving through the bamboo forest.

What tricks to play?

Zhao Ji was worried about the change for a long time. He jumped and steadily landed on the bamboo in front of Ning Wufeng.

"Little brother, walk so hurriedly, what do you do?" Zhao Ji said quietly, a sneer involuntarily raised in the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he did not hide the enthusiasm and excitement in his eyes, and spread his hand toward Ning Wufeng.

"Give everything up."

"I didn't expect you to be insatiable." Ning Wufeng said in a deep voice. "Did you never think that I brought you here on purpose?"

Zhao Ji's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately returned to normal, laughing. "Intentionally? I'm here, what can you do?"

"Listen to me or be killed by me." Ning Wufeng grinned at the corners of his mouth, exposing seven white teeth, smiling innocently as humans and animals.

"It's up to you?" Zhao Ji sneered, "If I didn't count wrong, you were a famous waste of Jiangning House a year ago. In just one year, even if you are a genius, what can you do? "

"This seat has been in Tongqiao for more than two decades." Zhao Ji laughed coldly, and he laughed rather than being clever without being smart.

"And I also double-checked it. There are no traces of spiritual formations arranged in advance, so even if you are a master of Sanpin Spirit Formation, what can you do?"

"Give up your things obediently, and I'm glad that I will leave you alive."

Zhao Ji laughed a little crazy, in the end he was a young man and did not understand the sinister nature of society and people.

Ning Wufeng shook his hand, and the annihilation gun appeared in his hand.

"Space charm?" Zhao Ji shrank his pupils, and the price of a space charm was not low. He licked his lips and laughed, "I didn't expect you to have a lot of good things. But after today, it's all mine. . "

As the voice sank, Zhao moved, and three dazzling jade swords appeared in front of him as his robe rolled. The type of jade sword is the rune sword commonly used in arranging spiritual arrays.

However, Zhao Ji's three-handled jade knife was engraved with complicated inscriptions. In between the jade sword waving, the inscription suddenly lighted up, with Zhao Ji's figure dancing, pointing at Ning Wufeng.

Three cold lights screamed, Ning Wufeng moved a figure, stepped on his feet, the shape suddenly turned into a shadow, never regressed, and attacked Zhao Ji.

The annihilation gun swept out. The three-handled amulet is shaped like a pin, with a streamer on its tail, which is extremely fast. The gunman whistled and landed on the rune sword, bursting out a series of lights. The clash between the gun and sword saw cut off all the bamboo forests around.

"Good strength." Zhao Ji's pupils suddenly shrank, and with a wave of his hand, the three-handed sword returned to the sleeve robe. He looked at Ning Wufeng, looking a little more cautious.

In just one year, Ning Wufeng's strength actually increased so horrible!

"However, with this strength, it's still far from trying to deal with the deity." Zhao Ji grinned suddenly, and then suddenly attacked.

A rune knife whistled out like a shell. Ning Wufeng's gunman surged, and the gunman suddenly turned into a star point, piercing the whistling rune sword.

The rune-knife is extremely fast. When it came out of Zhao Ji's sleeves, it was only a few inches long, but when he came to Ning Wufeng, he had turned into a basin-sized light ball.

With a loud bang, the gun mang and the blade touched once and burst into flames. Ning Wufeng was swept out by this huge force instantly, and quit.

Without waiting for him to calm down, another cold-toned rune sword whistled out. In the blink of an eye, it was already here.

In a hurry, Ning Wufeng swept away and was directly overturned to the ground by the huge force on the rune knife. The hard bamboos were broken by Ning Wufeng.

As soon as he looked up, he felt the cold wind over his head, and instinctively patted the ground and flew out.

With a thump, he was lying down before, and was blasted out of a huge pothole by the rune knife.

So dangerous.

Ning Wufeng wiped his cheek and started with a piece of warm blood. The third rune knife flew past his face. If he's slow for half a beat, he's gone.

"Ha ha, boy, obediently hand over things from a lot of pain." Zhao Ji smiled hesitantly, and with a wave of his hand, the three-handed sword returned to his cuff.

"This is just the beginning." Ning Wufeng grinned.

The demise of the world gun slammed, the dark gun tip lit up, and a mysterious and mysterious power burst out.

Ning Wufeng's momentum soared sharply, he stood up, the extinction gun burst out.

"Pure Sun Shootout-Sun-style."

Gun Mang struck a sharp light, like a torch, making a roar that tore the air and swept towards Zhao Ji.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Zhao Ji's mouth, and the three-handed sword exploded suddenly, turning into a wave of human shape.

Ning Wufeng burst into a shot suddenly, blasting the group of human-shaped air waves, and the three-handled sword attacked him from three dead corners.

The smile on Zhao Ji's face was even brighter.

Ning Wufeng looked up at the same time, looked at him, and smiled.

"Pure Sun Shootout-Yaoyang Style!"

The gun mang in Ning Wufeng's hand suddenly burst open, and there was a loud bang, and the speed of the three-handed rune sword was stopped by this wave of air. As he moved, he disappeared before the attack of Rune Knife pointed.

With a bang, the three-handled swords exploded together. Zhao Ji's face suddenly changed.

"Pure Yang shooting-Kaiyang style."

Suddenly yelling, Zhao Ji looked up, and suddenly saw Ning Wufeng screaming with a gun, and when the gunman surged, he whistled towards his head.

It's too fast, everything happens between light and flint.

"Walki Palm!"

In a hurry, Zhao Ji slammed his palm and patted Ning Wufeng. With a loud noise, Zhao Ji was slammed into the soil by Ning Wufeng.

The whole man was planted in the soil like a stump. Zhao Ji's face changed greatly.

"Pure Sun Shootout-Explosive Sun!"

Without waiting for him to react, Ning Wufeng whistled out again, hissing thunder erupted, and he slammed into Zhao Ji severely.

The horror on Zhao Ji's face was more intense. He had just pulled his leg, but Ning Wufeng's attack had greeted him.

With a bang, Zhao Ji held up Ning Wufeng's shot with a firm palm. Shouted. The sleeves of both arms exploded. His arms were suddenly blurred.

The sharp pistol was like a sharp blade, tearing numerous fine wounds on his face, and it seemed that he was extremely stingy.

Ning Wufeng's gunman trembled and pointed at Zhao Ji, the gunman trembling gently.

He looked at Zhao Ji, whose lower body was all planted in the dirt, and a harmless smile appeared on his face. "How?"

"Rao Ming, Rao Ming. It's me, I never dare." Zhao Ji shouted to Ning Wufeng with a cry.

Between the words, his face was pale, and his blood was mixed with blurry blood, which made him even more miserable.

"My son, please spare me. I promise to help you get rid of the Wu family." He said in a hurry. Feel the cold breath coming from the eyebrow.

"Help me, how to help?" Ning Wufeng smiled lightly.

Toasting without eating and drinking, this sentence hit Zhao Ji's face intact.

"I remember you said that you couldn't help me before you became the master of the Lingzhen Pavilion." Ning Wufeng shrugged, smiled, and Zhao Ji laughed coldly.

The extinction gun in his hand was sent forward for another half point, and the tip of the gun pierced the skin of Zhao Ji's eyebrow, making his face even more ugly.

"No, no, no ..." Zhao Ji quickly waved his hand and explained hastily: "I am one of the nine elders in the Ling Zhen Pavilion, and I have a few good elders. As long as we are jointly named, we can lift the Spirit Temple and Wu Family Cooperation."

"Without the support of Lingshen Pavilion, the strength of the Wu family will definitely be greatly reduced. At that time, the son wants to get rid of Wu Jiayi with ease." Zhao Ji said hurriedly.

"Oh?" Ning Wufeng whispered, and this was the result he wanted.

"How can I believe you?" Ning Wufeng smiled lightly.

"I'm willing to serve the master." Zhao Ji said quickly, "My apprentice who didn't have long eyes offended the host, and I must punish him severely when I go back."

He changed his tongue so soon that he called Ning Wufeng the master.

An incomparable hatred and shame came to his mind, and for a moment he was unprepared and defeated by the boy. He doesn't consider his strength to be poor. But at the moment Ning Wufeng's gun was on his brows.

If you get out of sleep, you have to let your kid to survive or die! Zhao Ji said angrily.

"Your daughter also looks good." Ning Wufeng suddenly burst out a word quietly, making Zhao Ji's pupils shrink.

Immediately his face showed a flattering look, and smiled: "If the son sees the little girl's **** willow. When I go back, I will let her act as a waiter for the son."

He smiled hesitantly, showing a smile that all men knew.

With a snorting noise, a figure rose and appeared in front of Ning Wufeng. A cold light suddenly emerged from the man's hand, and turned to Zhao Ji.

Before Zhao Ji could see exactly who was behind him, he felt that his eyes suddenly flew into the air.

what happened?

Zhao Ji did not know who killed him until he died.

"Dare you kill him?" Ning Wufeng said quietly.

"My son doesn't need him, does he?" Lai Lai laughed.