MTL - Control The World-Chapter 462 Injustice and hardship Feng Ruxiao

Feng Ruxiao rose into the sky with his sword, and the soul of the nine swords was so exciting that he had been inspired to the extreme.

The surrounding space was shaking violently, and a dozen fine cracks appeared. His arms trembled violently, as if the sword with a smile might break out at any time. Everyone's eyes fell on Jianguang.

"This trick is so powerful, the power is close to the power of the law!" Exclaimed everyone, only the power of the law can tear the space!

Everyone's eyes are scary. Even the elder Xueyan in Yuandanjing took a deep breath and sighed in his heart: These Tianjiao strengths are really extraordinary. If Feng Ruxiao is undefeated, it may be possible Join the list of Daqin gods!

People on the God List, Yuan Dan is hopeful!

Xie Feng's figure trembled gently. The target of this trick was not him, but the strong psychological coercion that had given him had made him insurmountable. Feng Ruxiao, this person has become an insurmountable being in his life.

"Okay, haha." There was a crack in his Tao heart, but if he laughed like crazy, Feng Ruxiao Although he was difficult to surpass, but under this move, Ning Wufeng will surely die!

Hei Hukui's face was instantly gloomy, Feng Ruxiao's hidden strength was so shocking. However, he is not as embarrassed as Xie Feng. After all, he has been suffering hard since he was a child, so he has the status today, and he is extremely determined.

"Well." He sighed slightly, his eyes showing regret. In his opinion, no matter how strong Ning Wufeng's strength is, it is impossible to resist a blow that is comparable to the power of the law.

It was strange that Feng Ruxiao had said the truth before. Under this move, he couldn't control, and it was unknown whether Ning Wufeng could leave a whole body.

"It's impossible, the master must not lose!" Zhao Wuqing scarlet eyes and clenched his fists, even if everyone thought that Ning Wufeng would lose, he would not believe it!

In his mind, Ning Wufeng never failed.

In the world of Tianjian, Caier saw Feng Ruxiao's sword move, and she also recognized that this move came from the Tianjian Nine Style, which made the old man of Tianjian feel proud.

Water Dragon Yin!

"The flute plays the dragon, and Xiaoming Feng is under the sky." Caier sang softly.

Shuilongyin not only has strong requirements for the swordsman's spiritual power and consciousness, but also needs the swordsman to have the capital of Dragon Lingfeng. The tricks are harsh, even the old disciples of Tianjian Old Man only realized 80% of the power.

Today, Feng Ruxiao is able to use the pseudo-danxia to repair and combine the four styles of Ben Lei, and it is also extraordinary.

Ning Wufeng looks slightly distressed, with a cautious look. One trick is comparable to the power of a rule. No wonder Feng Ruxiao gave up the four types of Ben Lei, which he is most familiar with, instead of taking the risk, choosing this trick.

The yin and yang purple lake spins frantically, and the puppetization spirit is also operated to the extreme, and the majestic sword energy in the sky sword world is poured into him and is instantly refined.

The violent sword air let Ning Wufeng see blood dripping out of his pores and dye his red robe, but he didn't notice it at all.

The Mist Turing Spell!

Floating cloud formations appeared at the feet, and numerous auras flowed around, drawing a mysterious and mysterious light. The more violent the yin and yang purple lake spins, the stronger the aura of flowing aura.

Fog Turing is performed to the extreme!

The annihilation gun in his hand trembled buzzingly, and the golden light of the gun body suddenly turned into a multicolored. The light of Wuxingyuan's true meaning surged at the same time.

The power of earth spiritual power.

The Spirit of Water Spirit.

Tolerance of wooden spirits.

Fury of Fire Spirit.

The fierceness of Jin Lingli.

For a time, they all appeared on the annihilation gun. Thanks to the annihilation gun, it is the blade of the devil and can tolerate the power of the five elements. Ordinary spirit soldiers will definitely burst if they bear these five distinct forces.

"kill!"

Feng Ruxiao scarlet eyes, holding a sword in both hands, blasted out. A dragon groaned, and suddenly countless swords of energy instantly gathered in front of him into a blue dragon, roaring out.

Wherever the blue dragon went, countless fine black cracks appeared in the space.

Golden Shot!

The extinguishing gun in Ning Wufeng's hands was violent after bearing huge spiritual power, trembling hummingly, and a black silver light on the tip of the gun was fleeting.

He hadn't felt the war-fighting gun for a long time.

desire!

Bloodthirsty!

"Kill!" Ning Wufeng also roared with a thunderous sound.

A qualitative gunman bombarded the blue dragon.

boom……

The figures of the two were directly submerged in the rich aura of light, the dragon roared, and the colors were colorful.

puff……

Ning Wufeng spewed against his blood, this time it was his body that flew out, his chest was scarred, and his blood was mottled. With a bang, the annihilation gun also flew out.

"Ah!" Exclaimed everyone, this trick is too strong! Everyone's mind was sucked by this trick.

"The ending is settled." Someone muttered to himself only a short while later.

"Impossible, impossible." Zhao Wuqing gritted his teeth and rushed straight into the world of Tianjian, but was pulled by Yan Ling.

Yan Ling shook her head slightly, her expression was equally heavy.

And Xiao Baichou's mood was also very complicated at this time, Ning Wufeng repeatedly claimed to be his uncle, he could not wait to kill and then quickly. But I thought, Ning Wufeng did take care of him here anyway, and if he really knew Aunt Ziyi, then ...

However, he is helpless now.

Ning fell to the ground without a heavy wind.

Feng Ruxiao's eyes were full of madness, and he snarled loudly, "Let's die, little beast!"

The blue dragon growled and rushed towards Ning Wufeng.

Dispel hate!

Let go!

Feng Ruxiao felt relieved at the moment. He wanted to laugh wildly and let everyone know that Feng Ruxiao was not a mess!

However, he did not know that Ning Wufeng realized four kinds of power!

The physical body was seriously injured by the water dragon chant, and the spiritual power was also consumed by the Wutu Lingshu just now. If it is an ordinary monk, it will undoubtedly die!

But he is rather windless, and he still has the spiritual power comparable to the half-step Yuan Dan realm and the ghost of the real pseudo Dan realm to cultivate his soul.

Jiuzhuan Ming Wang decided-Wuzhuan Tianya back in a short distance!

The only spiritual power was mobilized by him, and he realized that the end of the world was within easy reach, and his body suddenly disappeared.

The next moment appeared above Feng Ruxiao's head.

"You want to kill me, it's not that easy." Ning Wufeng's voice was hoarse.

"Ah!" The crowds on the sidelines breathed a sigh of relief. I never thought that Ning Wufeng would not die with such a powerful move, and there was even a battle!

Elder Xueyan's pupils suddenly shrank, and Ning Wufeng was so tenacious! Far beyond his imagination.

This son will kill, otherwise the endless troubles!

He had made up his mind, and his eyes were murderous. Everyone around him seemed to have fallen into the ice cellar, glanced at him in awe, and retreated.

Heihu Kui's eyes burst into a dazzling light, and he said: This man has a bright future!

He crushed another piece of correspondence jade. Because he also saw the magic sword gate people kill Ning Wufeng.

So he had to save him before Elder Xueyan shot!

At this point, Feng Ruxiao was shaking with anger, and the sword was arrogant. There were no thoughts in Scarlet's eyes. He had become enchanted. With only one thought, he killed Ning Wufeng.

"I see where you are going!" He growled sternly, the blue dragon turned back, Chao Ning flew over without wind.

Enchantment!

Ning Wufeng's eyes suddenly seemed like two empty black holes, and Feng Ruxiao got caught in it for the third time.

Feng Ruxiao trembled again. Although he had been prepared before, it seemed that Ning Wufeng would die at any time under the crazy attack, so he went all out and forgot his defense.

Who is it?

I hate it!

Feng Ruxiao was puzzled in his heart, and a hate rushed into his head. He wished to tear up the man who had made trouble, but at this moment his body was no longer obedient.

boom!

Ning Wufeng avoided the blue dragon. The power of Shuilongyin rushed at him, and Jianqi swallowed himself.

Snorted.

Feng Ruxiao fell to his knees on the ground, his body was blurred. Limbs and limbs are even more faint, Han Xiaojian cut into three sections, the light is dim.

"I don't agree!" He vomited blood and said indistinctly.

"Absolutely someone is helping you secretly!"

He no longer had the power of World War I, and could only move his mouth and fight with Ning Wufeng.

Not reconciled! Even if it offends Caier, he doesn't care.

Because the long-legged legacy of the Tianjian he had dreamed of had already left him step by step. Decades of dream pursuits have burst into bubbles.

Ning Wufeng's Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang will continue to shine with light and repair his injuries. The puppet spirit also slowly spins up, and the innumerable auras are continuously refined.

Refined spiritual power has become Muyuan's true vitality, constantly repairing his injuries.

"Well." Ning Wufeng sighed deliberately, and put on an unpredictable gesture, and whispered, "Your psychological quality is so fragile, it seems that I look at you."

Unexpectedly, the power of soul is so easy to use. Moreover, he also verified that the Cang Lan King said that it was true that the power of the soul could not be affected by the power of the law, and it was useful to deal with Feng Ruxiao.

"I don't agree!" Feng Ruxiao yelled again, three mistakes, three times! Ruined him directly, how could he not want to believe it was an accident.

Why is this guy so lucky?

However, at this time, the high-hanging Jianguang was falling, and a thick and mysterious light was submerged into Ning Wufeng's body, so that he was immersed in the hazy light, and a vast and vigorous momentum spread out.

Feng Ruxiao felt bitter.

The inheritance of the old man of Tianjian.

The power of this inheritance is very mysterious, and Ning Wufeng feels a huge amount of information pouring into his mind. The power of consciousness is beating regularly.

His eyes suddenly flashed. With the inheritance of the Tianjian Nine Style, there is also the lifetime experience and perception of the elderly Tianjian. This is definitely a very precious asset.

Taking a deep breath, as the power of inheritance continued to pour in, the power of the Tianjian world slowly faded.

Feng Ruxiao disappeared.

Caier's body overflowed with five colors of light, and turned into a colorful light lingering spirit sword appeared in front of Ning Wufeng. The mysterious kendo rules emanated from above, making people scared.

"Baby treasure!" A panting voice sounded in front of Ning Wufeng, and a greedy gaze stared at the baby sword.