Chapter 12: Duel Wu Chuan

Wu Chuan's face moved slightly, hesitating for a moment, and said, "Futurism."
"Futurism?" Ning Wufeng frowned, asking instead: "Isn't it the Wu family?" A faint smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.
Wu Chuan raised a brow slightly, and did not escape the conscious observation of Ning Wufeng. It seems to be inseparable.
Floating slaughter is a group of cults near Qinglong Town. It believes in the floating slaughter god. It does nothing evil near Qinglong Town and endangers a dozen nearby towns. It is said that the leader is a master of Tongqiao.
However, Ning Wufeng had no complaints with them in the past, and had no resentment in the past. There was no reason for the floating slaughterhouse to harm him. When he mentioned the Wu family just now, he clearly felt that Wu Chuan's expression had changed.
"Our floating slaughter teaches people to get riches and to dispel disasters for others. Is there any problem?" Wu Chuan raised his mouth slightly and said in a deep voice. He accidentally retracted into his sleeve robe.
"You let go of my brother heroes, and my brother promised not to chase you anymore. Things in the past are now written off." Wu Chuan said lightly.
"Otherwise, it would be no good for anyone to break the net of fish. You, but the son of a peerless genius Ning Linchuan, should not die in the monster cave with my brother."
There was a threat in his tone.
Wu Jiang also understood what Brother meant, and immediately said, "Ning Wufeng, you let me go, and I have a good fortune for you, which will definitely help you a lot."
"Oh?" Ning Wufeng showed a touch of motion. "Take it out. If you play tricks, you won't be able to save your life."
"You wait, the gun is stable." Wu Jiang was still a little worried, and he spread his hands carefully, then fumbled his waist for a while, pulled out a yellow paper roll, and handed it to Ning Wufeng.
"This is an ancient tomb in the Chiling Mountains. It should be some familiar person. There must be a lot of good things hidden in it. Maybe you can find weapons of all ranks." Wu Jiang's words were confusing.
Ning Wufeng raised a brow, took the paper roll, Yu Guang glanced at Wu Chuan, a smile aroused at the corner of his mouth, pretending to be greedy, and said, "And this good baby, if it is true, you can go It's up! "
The brothers Wu Chuan looked at Ning Wufeng and looked down at the scroll. Wu Chuan's face sneered, and he suddenly drank loudly, and the smoke in his hands was blowing towards Ning Wufeng's head.
"Let's die!" Wu Chuan finally waited for an opportunity and shot up.
He heard only a sigh and a scream. Wu Jiang fell to the ground softly, and the grotto with sharp eyebrows murmured blood.
Wu Jiang is dead!
"How could that be?" Wu Chuan had thought that his plan to lure the enemy was seamless. Originally intended to use a treasure map to attract Ning Wufeng's attention, then he attacked by himself and took Ning Wufeng in one fell swoop.
But I did not expect that Ning Wufeng actually noticed and quickly settled Wu Jiang.
"You dare to kill your brother, I want you to smash 10,000 corpses!" Wu Chuan looked at Ning Wufeng with a grimace and roared, slamming his evil spirits, and split it with a single palm.
Ning Wufeng hurriedly pulled back, after all, Wu Chuan's strength was already infinitely close to the air enveloping Nineth Heaven. Between his best shots, his robes flew, and he smashed into the rock wall of the cave. drop.
"I lost my smoke, and wanted to run." Wu Chuan roared, Yi Yi turned, and a wave of blue waves came from the palm, and the aura in the palm of the light was like a continuous wave of raging waves, one after another. It's better to have no wind.
Ning Wufeng's mouth was raised and his sense of demonstration was exhibited. When Wu Chuan released the smoke, he was already alert, so he was not much affected by the smoke.
Pure Yang Jianjue-Sun-style.
The gun went in and out of the rising sun and flew towards Wu Jiang. Counting thumping loudly, took Wu Jiang's applause. The firearms that followed followed a burst of bursts of blood on the shoulders of Wu Chuan.
Wu Chuan grabbed Ning Wufeng's gun, his body robe burst and burst open, exposing his muscles, his body was like copper plating, and his body was golden yellow.
Defensive Spiritual Skills-Bronze Body Skills.
Ning Wufeng was a little surprised, but Wu Jiang's defensive spirits blocked the attack of the broken guns of Fanjie.
Immediately, he turned his hand and punched, and the spiritual force swept out, banging on Wu Chuan's chest, making a slap, making his palm numb.
"I speak, you dare to kill my younger brother, you will make your net dead!" Wu Chuan smiled, with a madness in his smile. He grabbed Ning Wufeng's broken gun and threw it out into the cave Rock wall.
The gun handle trembled tremblingly. He moved, like a tiger descending from the mountain, Chao Ning flew without wind, extremely fast. Although Ning Wufeng felt the consciousness, his body's response was half a beat slow.
Wu Chuan was blown out with a thump, hit the rock wall, and rolled down.
Keke.
Ning Wufeng coughed a few times, and Wu Chuan's speed of Tongshenjue body suddenly increased. He took a deep breath and said, "If you want to kill the net, it depends on your ability."
His expression suddenly concentrated. The guru of Xingyiquan in the previous life also played against the killer king known as the "Bear of the World". Under the situation where the enemy is strong and weak, Ning Wufeng still killed the man. The matter later became a big mystery for the killer session.
The situation is the same today.
He calmed down the tumbling spirit in his body, and saw Wu Chuan rushing in angrily, with a bronze body to protect his body, and even Ning Ning's windless inferior spirit soldier could not break his defense. For Ning's attack, He even ignored it.
This kid actually killed his younger brother. Wu Chuan gritted his teeth, rushed over, and banged out a fist.
Banged on the cave rock and smashed a large pit.
And Ning Wufeng flew by, sliding to the side of Wu Chuan, facing away from him, the back of his fist swept towards Wu Chuan's head. With a slamming noise, the back of his hand was tingling, but Wu Chuan was okay.
With a punch, Wu Chuan turned around and smashed towards Ning Wufeng. The sharp fist wind tore the robe on Ning Wufeng's waist and pulled out a bloodstain.
Ning Wufeng didn't care about the injury, so he stepped forward and took the opportunity to step on Wuchuan's knee socket, which also did not hurt Wuchuan.
A strong defense spirit, actually defending the body so tightly. Ning Wufeng thought for himself. His attack method was summed up based on previous experience in dealing with hard qigong.
But in this life, the spirit tactics are even more mysterious and incredible.
Want to? He frowned, showing a disgusting look, and glanced at the broken gun on the rock wall.
Want to repeat the trick?
Regardless, life-saving matters!
Ning Wufeng made up his mind and saw Wu Chuan attacking with a stroke, avoiding his fierce punch. The cave was already full of rocks and was in a mess.
"Want to run!" Wu Chuan ran Ning Wufeng towards the entrance of the cave, roaring, and the whole man stood up and ran over.
Ning Wufeng lifted a sigh of relief, seeing Wu Chuan rushing over, leaping forward, a backflip, passed Wu Chuan, and instead grabbed the broken gun in the cave.
Under the condition of the bronze body, Wu Chuan's spiritual power was also consumed quickly. He sank, and immediately understood the intention of Ning Wufeng. The original sound hit the west. Beat me. "
He can't break his defense without breaking the gun. Ning Wufeng's expression was equally calm, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after fighting for so long, his spiritual power was also very large. Fortunately, he had just swallowed the spiritual power of the giant spider.
There was a click, and the tip of the gun trembled.
Pure Yang Jianjue-Yaoyang style.
The tip of the gun slipped, and brought out a series of firelights, which were directed at Wu Chuan. Wu Chuan sneered and raised his arm to block Wu Chuan's shot.
A bang, a burst of fire broke out.
"It's useless, too weak!" Wu Chuan's teeth snapped, his expression was extremely stingy, and his palm shot towards Ning Wufeng.
Shrouded in consciousness, Ning Wufeng avoided in time. Draw out the spear, Yaoyang burst into style, and pulled over Wu Chuan.
A blast of fire.
Wu Chuan stood there quietly, sneer: "Give up, this hurt is not enough to hurt me. Obediently made me shred!"
The power of this bronze body formula is comparable to that of top-ranking top grade spirit. It was the two of them who got the best of both worlds.
Wu Chuan suddenly started to fight back, and Huang Guang's whole body burst into an inch, like armor. The whole person was like a humanoid killer, colliding freely in the cave. Ning Wufeng went everywhere. The rocks and rocks collapsed and scattered to the ground, almost blocking the entire cave.
The more he attacked, the more he became annoyed. Ning Wufeng wanted to be like a slippery muddle, as if he could feel his attack.
"Rat, dare to confront me directly? Hide and hide, you also deserve to be the son of Ning Linchuan!" Wu Chuan began to stir Ning windless.
"Oh, then try this again!" Ning Wufeng's mouth slightly rose.
Suddenly moved.
Pure Yang Jianjue-Sun-style.
A sharp ray of light rose from the tip of the gun, stabbing Wu Chuan's chest, and making a stunned noise, blocked by him.
Pure Yang Jianjue-Yaoyang style.
A shot burst into the sky, and it was drawn to Wu Chuan's back, which was also blocked by him.
Pure Yang Jianjue-Luoyang style.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth. A heartbreaking sound suddenly sounded throughout the cave ...