Chapter 57: War

Ningcheng rushed out of Nanyuan City at the fastest speed. After leaving Nanyuan City, Ningcheng was finally relieved.
To tell the truth, the blue sound Yue is really not afraid. Although Lanyin Yue is already eight layers of solidification, it is known from the mouth of Fang Yijian. Because of the lack of aura and resources in Pingzhou, Pingzhou’s exercises are inherently flawed, and God’s thoughts are much weaker. In other words, although the blue sound Yue is eight layers of solidification, in fact, the real repair is not eight layers.
Ningcheng is afraid of the Mingyuan Academy’s master of the Yuanyuan, and once he was blocked by the Yuanshijing monk in Nanyuan City, he really couldn’t get away.
According to the idea of ​​Ning Cheng, as long as he left Nanyuan City, it would be safe. He will find a place where no one is, and fly to Daan Forest. Then pass through Daan Forest and enter Weizhou.
Just that Ning Cheng had just left Nanyuan City, he felt that he was being stared.
Ning Cheng has accelerated its pace and there is not much worry in her heart. If he is targeted by the monk who is built by the Yuan Dynasty, he will not be able to go if he wants to go. If the meditation monk is eyeing him, he does not have to be afraid.
In Ning Cheng's view, the Yuan Yuanjing monk will never boring to stare at him as a gathering monk. In the place of Nanyuan City, this possibility is zero.
After an hour, the people who stared at Ningcheng suddenly accelerated their speed. At this time, Ning Cheng has already seen who is the person who is stalking him. It is the ritual tiger of the Mang City Wolf Palace. He knew that Yan Lihu hated him, and he couldn’t think of this person’s perseverance. He also went to Nanyuan City. Fortunately, An Yi is very valued at Mingxin College, otherwise An Yi is in danger.
Half a year ago, he still couldn't see how much Xiu Lihu's cultivation was, but now he can see clearly that Yan Lihu is a four-layered repair. A four-layered monk is still unable to fly on the sword. Ning Cheng’s heart is really not in the eyes.
For him, the singer's come is just right, let him try the power of the seven-ice ice needle.
"Small beasts, even if you run away, Lao Tzu will burn you to fly ash for my children to bury." Yan Lihu saw Ning Cheng actually stopped, immediately was a flying body stopped in Ning Cheng before he snorted, in his It seems that Ning Cheng should have been scared.
Ning Cheng said without hesitation, "Yi Lihu, you can be arrogant in Mango City. Here, you are not qualified to be arrogant. What I don't understand is, how do you know that I have just left the city? No one will send you a letter. ?"
Yan Lihu saw Ning Cheng not to be scared, but to talk slowly, and suddenly stopped. However, he immediately responded and screamed, "Give me to die..."
During the speech, a Changhong in his hand has already turned to Ningcheng. He hates Ningcheng, and he really does not want to wait for another moment.
"Oh..." The long rainbow crossed the air, and with a very miserable squeaky voice, the activity space around Ningcheng was almost completely sealed.
The environment that was originally clear and clear, under the rainbow of Yan Lihu, immediately became cloudy and dull. It is like countless souls, spurting blood to the city of Ningcheng.
Under this piece of blood, Ning Cheng was even awkward. He knew that he should hurry up quickly, but it was covered in the blood of the sun, which made him feel a bit stunned.
Xuan Huangzhu exudes the mysterious yellow breath, so that the blood color that has covered the surface of Ningcheng is light, Ning Cheng is alert, and does not hesitate to carry the infuriating, the flying sword in the hand is thrown out.
Jianhong, in the infuriating spirit of Ningcheng, opened a gap in the blood. Ning Cheng rushed out of the gap at the first time. Even so, one of the rainbows has already slammed into the chest of Ning Cheng.
"Boom..." Ning Cheng just left the breath of blood, and a violent explosion blew in the place where he stayed.
Ning Cheng was shocked to discover that the place where he was in a moment had been blasted into a huge deep pit, and the deep pit was still dark red, it seems that the blood was splashed for a long time. He looked down subconsciously, and the clothes on his chest were torn open with a long mouth, revealing the inner armor that the old man gave him.
Ning Cheng has some embarrassment in his heart. If he does not have a nail, the rainbow will have a deep mark on his chest.
Slowly sighed, Ning Cheng only saw the rituals in the hands of Yan Lihu, and it turned out to be a shackle. The rainbow, and the horrible scent of the yin, the rainbow awning that wrapped in his chest, was brought out by this scorpion.
If it is not Xuan Huangzhu, he may have been killed. Ning Cheng’s heart was secretly scared at the same time. He also knew that although he had a lot of fighting experience, he mostly played with the monsters. And he is a gathering of monks, even dare to look down on a ritual tiger, a condensed monk, this is not looking for death?
The condensed monk, even if it is the poorly cured monk, is not a leisurely generation.
Ning Cheng never dared to care about it. The flying sword in his hand brought a circle of swordsmanship and rushed to the ritual tiger.
"Hey..." Yan Lihu was shocked to see the huge pit that he had smashed. A monk who had gathered four layers could escape his soul, and he saw it for the first time.
In his view, this is simply impossible. A monk who gathers four layers of life is even more powerful and cannot escape his soul.
Ning Cheng, a four-layered monk, not only escaped his soul, but also sacrificed Feijian to counterattack.
Eight cold swordsmanship seems to freeze the surrounding space. Sealing all his surroundings, leaving him with no room for loopback.
"You are not a gas-filled monk..." After Li Lihu’s shocked call, the scorpion in his hand waved again.
The powerful gas collectors could not display such a vertical and horizontal sword, but also for eight consecutive times. Although these eight swordsmen could not be joined together, they were enough to threaten the life of a true monk. Once it is connected, it is extremely difficult for him to resist.
The four-layered monk can form such a terrible black ice sword, and he does not believe it anyway.
After the shock, he quickly calmed down, Ning Cheng shot is really powerful, but he still believes that he can kill Ning Cheng.
"Oh..." The blood-colored shadows brought up by the scorpion and the black-skinned swords of Ning Cheng were banged together, and the sound of a squeaking sound in the air seemed to tear the rag.
The eight-line black ice sword was swept away by this scorpion, and the ice cold instantly weakened. In the heart of Yan Lihu’s heart, the weaker the eight-dimensional black ice sword, the less able to unite into one. As long as he will hold Ningcheng's eight-point Xuanbing sword pressure, he believes that Ningcheng can only let him kill.
At this time, in the middle of the Eight Dao Xuanbing Jianqi and the big bang, suddenly there were four more black ice swords. The four sacred ice swords came out, and the eight sacred ice swords that had been distributed in various places instantly became one. It is like a sword net, which completely freezes this scorpion in the sword net.
"This is a mysterious sword skill..." Yan Lihu’s soul is falling, and he can’t think of Ning Cheng’s magical skill. He does not have such sword skills, but does not mean that he does not know the goods. This kind of treasure, even Samsung Academy does not necessarily have, and this ants in his eyes have such a terrible sword skill.
Seeing the moment of Xuan-class swordsmanship, Yan Lihu knows that if he does not leave, he really wants to die in this place today.
He always felt that the real yuan of Ning Cheng was not as deep as him, but when he shot and fight Ning Cheng, there was something awkward. Now he finally understood, because Ning Cheng used the Xuan-level sword skills.
Yan Lihu didn't know that his guess was wrong at all. Ning Cheng's infuriating is not as good as him. EbookFREE.me~ He always had some awkwardness when he was fighting Ningcheng, not because of the black ice used by Ningcheng. Thirty-six swords, but because Ning Cheng’s thoughts of God are much stronger than him.
In the monk's fighting method, God's thought is a decisive thing. Yan Lihu simply does not realize the importance of God's thoughts. It is a strange thing not to fall into the wind. In other words, as long as his is similar to Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng will definitely not be his opponent, this is the difference.
Yan Lihu simply refused to take care of the scorpion and would be hurt by the black ice sword. The real Yuan Meng blasted once, and at the same time brought the screaming and retreating, he did not want to fight with Ning Cheng.
At this time, a shadowless shadow disappeared from the gap between the scorpions, and disappeared into the body of Yan Lihu.
The madness of the retreat of the sorrowful tiger suddenly sluggish, he stared at Ning Cheng, want to say something, but the next moment he felt his heart is like a hammer, bursting open.
The heart blew open, and his eyes were unwilling to fall to the ground.
"So so powerful?" Ning Cheng looked at the sorrowful tiger who fell to the ground, murmured.
Xuanbing thirty-six swords have given him a surprise, but the seven-ice ice needle gave him a surprise, he did not expect. He thought that Yan Lihu was attacked by the seven-ice ice needle and had to resist one or two, but he had no room for half-revolt. This made Ning Cheng realize that he underestimated his seven-inch ice needle.
(After the morning, I will send a chapter to ask for the recommended ticket and Sanjiang ticket. At the same time, I would like to thank many friends who have won the reward for the creation of the door, and the old sister is 100,000 red today, adding another ally to our creation, mighty!)