Chapter 421: Cold War

Between the words, Ning Wufeng emerged from behind the king's spirit, with five heads and ten arms shining dazzlingly. Surrounded by five auras of light, the source is truly manifested, and the momentum is extraordinary.
Han Yi widened her eyes, whispered, and stunned, "Impossible, how could you be a five-element spirit, it must be false."
But the Canglan King's Five Elements spirit did not attack Ning Wufeng.
Han Yi's pupils shrank abruptly, roaring fiercely, and dazzling sword energy. The five-colored spirit sword reappeared in front of him, and the five-element aura changed unpredictably, covering him all.
Ning Wufeng suddenly felt an extremely violent sword holding him. A sense of danger rushed straight into the sea.
"The legacy of the Canglan King can only be mine, you delusional!" Han Yi growled, from the beginning to the present, he regarded the heritage as something in his pocket. How can he tolerate Ning Wufeng coming to fight for his own things?
A sharp sword qi fell from the sky, straight to Ning Wufeng.
Ning Wufeng's face changed slightly, he grabbed it in the volley, and the annihilation gun appeared in his hand. Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue works, the skin becomes glazed with luster, the spiritual power is accessible, and the reaction speed is extremely fast.
The annihilation gun was instantly plated with a thick layer of golden mansions. A shot blasted out, Jin Mang recklessly, and blasted Jian Guang, who had been forced by Han Yi.
Han Yi's pupils shrank, and Leng hummed, "I didn't expect me to be a puppet you."
He originally only regarded Ning Wufeng as a class of jumping beam clowns, but he did not expect such a beam jumping clown to have such good strength.
Ning Wufeng could not help but frown. This guy had a "Dalit" on the left and a "Dalit" on the right, which made him feel very uncomfortable listening.
"Do you think you were born with a golden key, do you destined to be high up?" He stared suddenly, sternly: "I tell you, if there is no Hermitage as the backing, you are nothing in front of me!"
He had a frantic expression that suddenly became calm. Behind the Ming Emperor ’s spirit suddenly burst into a dazzling light, the five-colored aura soared into the sky, and the mid-term spirit of the spirit state was released instantly.
A touch of cold light disappeared in my eyes. At the same time, a trace of Zimmer's Jinmang surged on the annihilation gun, and the cold was suddenly generated.
Han Yi's face suddenly sank, but he did not expect such a humble person to dare look down on him.
"The pariah is the pariah, I'll show you what the gap is!" He growled, and the chill suddenly exploded.
Uh ...
For a moment, a scene of ice and snow appeared around him, and the cold air was surging, and every cold air was as sharp as a sword, reflecting the dazzling light.
Han Yi waved with his hands, thousands of cold winds, and the whistling fell, there is a great potential to engulf Ning Wufengshengsheng.
Good domineering attack.
Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, but he scorned Han Yi tactically and trampled on his so-called noble personality, but he valued this man very much in battle. After all, the first-class forces were cold and arrogant. Get a false name.
Countless swords of light screamed out behind him, spinning in front of him, with strong sword energy. Thousands of auras are intertwined with the aura coming out of the feet, woven into battle.
Big Five Elements Sword Formation!
The Seven Swords of the Big Dipper are the core, among which there are dozens of soul-soul-spiriting spirit soldiers surging in the ring of souls. The Great Five Elements Sword Formation drives the five elements of spiritual power to run, like a roulette wheel. The chilling chill hit the sword array, and it was all turned into clean air and dissipated.
Han Yi's face suddenly sank, and Ning Wufeng was more difficult than he thought.
"Dalit, I despise you." He stopped drinking, and the spirit five-spirit sword suddenly forced to shoot out.
Bang ...
The cold air fell like rain, and it flowed for thousands of miles. Ning Wufeng's large five-element sword array, like an umbrella, blocked all the cold.
"Looking at your so-called nobleness, it's nothing like this." Ning Wufeng chuckled, pretending to sigh with dissatisfaction.
However, he has faintly seen that there are fine cracks on some lower-level spiritual swords in the Big Five Elements Sword Formation. After all, the spirit sword used by Han Yi to condense the Five Elements is a layer of soul soldiers, which is much higher than the core of the Big Five Sword Formation.
Han Yi's hair was all open, his face flushed. He never dreamed that Ning Wufeng's strength was so strong. What I said before is indeed exaggerated.
At this time, outside of the inheritance, everyone's eyes fell into the fight between Ning Wufeng and Han Yi. Because only the two of them are eligible to enter the Purple Lake Center and step into the spirit to compete.
Ling Bao Ge, the master blessing of the sea, touched his rolling belly, and laughed and said, "Unexpectedly, Brother Nie is so secretive that he has such a proud disciple. No wonder he must try his best to open the inheritance."
In the bottom of his eyes, there was an indifferent coldness. No matter what, the inheritance of the Canglan King has nothing to do with them. The disciples of Lingbaoge did not even reach the center of the Purple Lake, and were stopped by the purple-golden lightning.
And the same Qiangizong Ye Ye hides in the gloomy ghostly face inadvertently flashing a chill. He said darkly: "It seems that the Cang Lan King's lineage that has been silent for tens of thousands of years is about to see the sun again."
The sour taste in the words was clearly heard by everyone.
Nie Feijian laughed and said, "I did not expect that the Cang Lan King's inheritance requirement was actually the Five Elements, which should be the character of Fenger."
"Huh, a big tone. Don't be afraid of the wind flashing your tongue." Han Dong said awkwardly, his tone was extremely bad.
The appearance of this dark horse by Ning Wufeng was indeed beyond their expectations. However, is the Tianjiao in his palace the one that the disciples of Xijian Academy can confront!
"I'm not afraid to tell you, with the blood of my son's cold spirit, no one in the inheritance is his opponent!" He sneered proudly, squinting at Nie Feijian, and said coldly: "Can enter the core of the inheritance and How can it be? It's just death! "
"Hanling bloodline?" The three Yuan Danjing sniffed his face and suddenly shrank.
The blood of the cold spirit is a variant blood of the innate water spirit body. The power is far better than that of the innate water spirit body.
I did not expect that there is such an amazing bloodline in the Hermitage!
At this time, in the Five Elements spirit, a qualitative chill rose into the sky. The ground was covered with ice a few feet deep at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Smelly boy, it's your honor to die under the blood of my cold spirit!" Han Yi snorted quietly, his eyes were cold, his pupils reflected the icy blue light.
In the ice and snow formed by the blood of the cold spirit, his strength will rise sharply, even the monk in the later stage of the spirit may not be his opponent!
Ning Wufeng's face changed slightly, and as soon as the ice and snow came out, he suddenly felt that the other five elements were suppressed. Han Yi's bloodline magical powers have the same function as Qijing Lingbei.
"So abnormal?" He muttered.
He had the urge to smash the rune given by Nie Feijian and rushed out of here.
However, the thought of Han Yi's unpleasant fart, and the kind of self-righteousness of his nostrils, could not help but look dull.
"The self-righteous guy still has the blood of Hanling. My Chuchu is the Holy Spirit." He couldn't help but secretly slandered, but he didn't dare to underestimate the strength of Hanyi.
Fog Turing!
A mysterious momentum spread out from him, and the spiritual power over his head was overflowing, showing a thick and magnificent spiritual picture, the light and shadow were unpredictable, and the entire spiritual power of the snow and ice was repelled.
The fog map seen at the bottom of Renhuang Valley was originally an all-encompassing dossier. Ning Wufeng unintentionally found that the fog map can help him enhance his perception of the general situation of the heavens and the earth. Therefore, he took time to study in the Shan Hai Jing Xing Chen volume, only to be able to copy a thousandth of the content of the fog map.
Rao is only one-thousandth content, which is enough for him.
Mist Turing is performed as if a potential existence had been formed. Ning Wufeng was in it, and his perception of spiritual power was infinitely enlarged.
Golden Shot!
A shot blasted out, and the gunman roared like a dragon, drawing out the mysterious and mysterious tricks, which defeated the cold sword energy.
Han Yi's face sank. He did not expect to have the help of Han Ling's blood, and he was not an opponent of Ning Wufeng. Instead, the gap with him is even greater.
"Impossible." He exclaimed, showing an incredible expression.
And Yu Wei, who had been killed by the golden gun, disappeared, his voice screamed, and rushed towards him.
"I don't believe it, you dalit will be my opponent!" Han Yi roared, roaring abruptly, as the tide surged to the side. The coldness in the ice and snow is as sharp as a sword, and the sword rain rushes to the gun.
There was a thunderous sound, and a loud roar sounded inside the Five Elements.
Han Yi went back a dozen steps back and forth, pale.
The vastness of the Mist Turing technique surpasses the icy and snowy land transformed by the cold blood. And Ning Wufeng is the ten spirit pulses, the ten spirit tricks, the yin and yang purple lake, and the spiritual power in the body is more powerful and vast.
Han Yi was frustrated and pale. Some of the peers of the second-tier forces can surpass him!
how is this possible!
"I don't believe it! It must be fake, how could you defeat me." Han Yi growled hysterically, her eyes shot scarletly at Ning Wufeng.
He clenched his fists, and Qingxiu's face was bruised.
Ning Wufeng's mouth slightly raised, and said lightly: "Now you should understand that what you call noble, leaving the palace is worthless!"
He impolitely hits this self-righteous and supreme clan boy. Along the way, Ning Wufeng, though exhausted, died nine lives. However, a solid foundation has been laid, which is not comparable to Han Yi.
"I don't believe it." Han Yi roared, and he was shaking with anger, screaming word by word: "This is what you forced me to do! You must die today!"
Between the words, a thick and solemn momentum emanated from him. Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, and Han Yi's hidden card was finally revealed.
Nie Feijian left him a life-saving card in a hurry. Not to mention the long-prepared Hermitage, the chassis of Han Yi must be extremely powerful!
Han Yi's scarlet eyes had a sloppy smile on his face.