MTL - Control The World-Chapter 465 The Power of the Ming King

Dragon God decided!

The power of the five dragons tore up the sky, blasting against the thunder giant's punch.

boom……

Lightning intertwined with the five dragons, the violent power instantly spread along the consciousness to Ning Wufeng, who knew the sea, and he trembled violently.

The power of consciousness shrank in an instant, and the dragon dissipated.

Ning Wufeng's face appeared pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his face looked solemnly at the elder Xueyan.

"It is indeed a half-step monk at Yuandanjing, and his strength is really strong." He said laboriously.

The power of his consciousness has been half a step away, but it is not as good as physical or spiritual power.

However, the elder Xueyan was already messy in his clothes at this time, and he was also a little bit embarrassed. With a half-step strength of Yuandan Realm, he could deal with a monk in this state, and it was definitely a failure. Therefore, Ning Wufeng's words fell into his ears, listening to some harshness.

"Huh, it's me that stinged you stupid kid." Said Elder Xueyan Lengheng, his expression was obviously ugly, his whole body was inspiring spiritual power, his robes were hunting and hunting, and there was a faint wind and lightning power shining in them.

"You better obediently hand up the inheritance, otherwise the consequences are not what you can bear."

He grabbed it in the air, and it seemed that Ning Wufeng was in his eyes like an ant, and could be easily killed. The words of killing spontaneously appear in the words are amazing.

Ning Wufeng took a deep breath and sank in his heart, but grinned instead, saying, "If you want to inherit, you can get it yourself."

Elder Xueyan's intention to kill is getting stronger and stronger, no matter whether he handed down the inheritance today, it is difficult to escape the palm of the old guy.

Rather than survive, it's better to fight hard. Moreover, he also knew that the man in the Black Tiger Sword Pavilion who was hiding in the dark was waiting to send him charcoal in the snow.

"It seems that you are going to kill yourself." Elder Xueyan's face moved slightly, and he said gloomily. During the talk, he was full of aura, and the power of the law gradually appeared.

At this moment, a dark shadow rushed into the air from the rooftop.

"Old guy, bullying is small, we are not bullying!" Zhao Wuqing pointed at Elder Xueyan and yelled, without any mercy.

The speargun fired out, and he shot first in front of Ning Wufeng.

The power of the Third Realm of Gunfire was furiously displayed.

Elder Xueyan's face moved slightly, and he hummed softly: "Huh, the end of the road, let these shrimp soldiers and crabs come out and die, then I will complete you!"

Kendo Rule!

There was a flash of cold light in his eyes, the sky changed, the thunderbolt disappeared suddenly. Numerous sword airs floated around him, and each one was extremely powerful.

The swords of everyone present trembled buzzingly. In front of the laws of Kendo, Wanjian worshiped.

puff……

Some people with poor strength even spit out blood, and their expressions were weak.

Although Elder Xueyan's kendo rules are not perfect, they are far beyond what many monks in the realm can accept.

He recklessly stirs up the laws of Kendo, regardless of the influence of the people around him.

A volley grabbed Zhao Wuqing imprisoned in midair. Countless swordsmanships fluttered, leaving countless scars on Zhao Wuqing's body.

The blood dripped.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, and Li Li shouted, "Retreat!"

Zhao Wuqing scarlet eyes, hate: "If you want to kill my master, step on my body!"

He growled, his soul exerted his utmost power. The power of the soul of the withered ghost king in his body was actually mobilized. The binding power brought by the power of Kendo's Law quickly receded.

boom……

Shotgun, shot in one shot!

"How can a madman break free from the power of the law?" The onlookers all stared at the air with wide eyes. Many people haven't figured out how even Zhao Wuqing was able to break free from the power of Xueyan's Kendo rule?

Isn't Xueyan's Kendo rule false?

The elder Xueyan was a stunned **** and did not respond. But at this moment, Zhao Wuqing's gun had been stabbed in front of him. The splattering gun tore his cheek, and he woke suddenly.

"How could that be?" He muttered to himself, clapping his backhand at the lance.

What they don't know is that Zhao Wuqing's soul has Yu Wei left by the Ku Rong ghost king. The power of the soul is not restricted by the rules, so Zhao Wuqing can get rid of the shackles.

The spear came out whistling and pounded Elder Xueyan's chest.

"Look for death!" After all, Elder Xueyan was a monk in Yuandan Realm. After a little stunned, he immediately sobered up, grabbed a volley, and the violent Kendo law whistled out, grasping the spear of the torch.

Huge power burst out, and Zhao Wuqing suddenly felt that the speargun couldn't be caught, and he banged, and the violent gunshot on the gun burst out instantly.

The violent spiritual force was violent, and countless swords howled.

Zhao Wuqing's robes were all torn, and his sharp sword fainted him.

puff……

Elder Xueyan waved his robe and lifted him directly. Zhao Wuqing slammed heavily on the ground, spit out blood, and looked pale as paper.

"Master, the child is useless." Zhao Wuqing groaned and passed out.

Ning Wufeng's pupils suddenly shrank.

Elder Xueyan looked at him with a sneer, eyes full of anger and hate: "Ning Wufeng, do you want your people to come up and die for you? How much more do I have to see?"

Ning Wufeng suddenly floated in front of a space wave.

"Sister, leave it to me." Ning Wufeng stared sharply at Elder Xueyan, Shen Sheng said.

While speaking, Ning Wufeng suddenly felt a mysterious momentum in the sea, and he shot out.

Dragon God decided!

The power of the five dragons blasted out again, at the same time, Jin Yuankan's sword exudes dazzling light.

"Soul soldiers!" Everyone's face moved, I did not expect Ning Wufeng to have such a treasure.

But is it possible to defeat Elder Xueyan with a soul soldier?

Elder Xueyan's eyes showed greed and sneered: "I didn't expect you to have a lot of secrets. I want to dig you up a little bit!

"It depends on your ability!" Ning Wufeng was cold and cold, the power of the five dragons tore down and fall, and the violent power rolled down instantly.

The power of consciousness roared and Feisha walked away.

"It is absolutely foolish to use the same trick to deal with monk Yuandanjing!" Elder Xueyan hummed.

The law of kendo works, and the aura is wanton.

Thousands of swordsmanship roared like dragons and tigers. When Ning Wufeng's savage dragon approached Elder Xueyan, countless swords blocked the air. With each metre approaching, the power of the dragon is weakened and counted.

"Hum!" Elder Xueyan snorted coldly, directly blasting the approaching dragon.

Enchantment!

Almost at the same time, Ning Wufeng's soul power was realized, shaking Elder Xueyan's soul.

"Master Ghost Road!"

The second operation, Elder Xueyan also recognized, the pupils shrank, but the whole person was equally stunned.

Jin Yuan's sword screamed, and the golden Jin Mang fell, instantly tearing the erupting sword-gas defense of the elder Xueyan.

boom……

The elder Xueyan felt the sharp sword's breath, and was shocked with a slap. This time, he also doubled his response.

Blocking Ning Wufeng's knife, although not as embarrassed as before, but the palm of his hand is also blurred.

"Damn!" Elder Xueyan yelled, and then blasted again.

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

The force of one palm swept across Ning Wufeng's back, his back burning in pain, but his figure disappeared.

Dragon God decided ...

Golden Yuan Kandao

The same moves are followed.

"Is Sandman delaying time?" Someone whispered.

But what good is it to delay this time?

Heihu Kui's face was a bit ugly. He thought that Ning Wufeng was waiting for the reinforcements of Heihu Jiange, but the aid of Heihu Jiange had already come, and he had been hiding in the dark, watching the tiger fight.

They are judging the value of Ning Wufeng, and they are also waiting for the most appropriate time for the shot.

"No, the momentum of Sandman is constantly getting stronger!" Someone keenly noticed the anomaly and could not help exclaiming.

how is this possible? Everyone was dumbfounded.

A monk in the late stage of the spirit straddles two great realms to fight against a half-step monk in the Yuandan state. How can he become stronger and stronger!

However, the momentum of Ning Wufeng really keeps climbing!

Elder Xueyan's face became more and more gloomy. For a time, he could not win Ning Wufeng at all. Moreover, the longer it seemed, the worse it was against him.

He had some vague regrets in his heart, and perhaps he shouldn't have offended such a thorn in the beginning. Even if he could get rid of him, he would get his own blood.

"Do you regret it?" Ning Wufeng's voice murmured.

His physique is somewhat special, and every time he is oppressed to the extreme, his potential is constantly tapped.

Suddenly, the yin and yang purple lake spins wildly, and his entire human consciousness continues to grow.

This feeling is very familiar!

Ning took a breath without a wind, and Ming Wang's spirit appeared behind him without knowing it, with five colored rays lingering on his five heads and ten arms.

Such a strange spirit made everyone feel incredible.

However, two eyes in the crowd trembled suddenly, and the faces of these two people showed horror.

how come? Is this why the ancestors let them follow Ning Wufeng?

Baiyan Boy and Xiushui Fairy looked at each other, and they could see the terror in each other's eyes. Isn't this **** the sculpture dedicated to Xiaoming Palace?

At this time, it must be reported that the palace, the two nodded heavily, and the Xiushui fairy turned and left.

Ning Wufeng didn't know they were hiding in the crowd. But he knew that Elder Xueyan's good days were over.

The mysterious power of the Ming King appears again!

The momentum of his entire body is constantly rising, Jin Yuankan's sword suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the strength of the late state of the spirit was blessed by the power of the Ming king, and numerous black space cracks appeared around the blade.

The strength of Yuandanjing!

how is this possible? Elder Xueyan felt that he must be dreaming, how could Ning Wufeng's strength suddenly improve so fast!

It would rather be windless. The next moment, tell him that this is not a dream at all.

Ascend to heaven!

The Tianjian Nine Style was exhibited by him with a golden sword, and the violent power was surging.

"Kendo rules! I don't believe you can break the power of my rules!" Elder Xueyan must have opened his hair and roared.

boom……

With one stroke of force, his Kendo rule was torn directly.

The audience was silent.