Chapter 223: Three strokes

"Rather no wind!"
There was a whisper of whispers from the audience, and they looked at the people one after another.
No one will forget the scene of Ning Wufeng's picking Bai Yunfei the night before. Bai Yunfei, one of the five hidden clan clans, was also defeated in his hands.
Ning Wufeng turned the tide by manpower, and maintained the position of the Nine Leagues.
Today, Tianmeng is in danger of falling in ranking, and Ning Wufeng appears again. There was a burst of restlessness in the field.
Xiao Ziyi smiled slightly at him.
Situ Shan's face became extremely ugly, and he snorted coldly. Tonight, Situ did not come.
"I didn't expect your kid to dare to come!" Situ Shan clenched his fists tightly, staring at Ning Wufeng with a clear look.
Qimen killer didn't even kill him.
Zhu Yan's face on the stage changed, but unexpectedly Ning Wufeng actually came. The night before, Ning Wufeng fought a battle with Bai Yunfei, leaving a deep impression on him.
There was also a gaze in the crowd that Ning came without wind.
It is Lingtian.
He held his sword tightly.
Ning Wufeng just slowly walked down from everyone's eyes and stepped on the ring.
"Do you want to challenge us?" Ning Wufeng asked lightly, inadvertently exaggerating in his tone.
Zhu Qi's momentum was short for a moment.
"Yes!" Zhu Yan shouted and said.
He is also a proud man, that would be so easy to lose.
"Come on." Ning Wufeng said lightly.
So strong!
The faces of the audience moved slightly, only a few days later, Ning Wufeng's strength seemed to be stronger.
"Take out your gun!" Zhu shouted in a sigh of anger.
"I don't need a gun against you."
"A big breath!" Zhu Xuan's face appeared with an expression of shame, he sighed sharply, and took out two sledgehammers, turning the flames on the hammer.
This is the flame power of his innate fire spirit pulse, unlike the flame knife in Liu Wenchuan's hand. The fire power is transformed by one's own power, so it is more handy.
The flames stirred, instantly covering half of the ring platform.
"It's so powerful." Someone in the audience said in surprise. The innate fire spirit pulse was so amazing that it didn't hurt anyone, it had already deterred the opponent's voice.
"I would rather not use a gun than wind, it would be a little too crazy," another muttered.
"Is it the history of the Wenmeng League again?" There was a laughter all around, and the Wenmeng's appearance has become a laugh for everyone.
At this time, the people of Wenmeng were extremely ugly, and even Ning Wufeng hated it.
At this time, on Ruyi, the bet of the Fire League has risen to more than 90 million. The bet of Tianmeng has soared to more than 70 million because of the appearance of Ning Wufeng, and the bet is still rising.
"Within three moves, you will lose." Ning Wufeng said lightly.
There was another uproar in the audience, Zhu Zhu was even more angry with his eyes, and yelled: "A big breath."
He roared, and the flames in front of him suddenly shot a mile away.
The flames are towering!
The fire hammer swayed, causing a strong wind to roar, like a fierce beast roaring, hit Ning Wufeng, the momentum was extremely appalling.
"Ning Wufeng's tone is too great." Someone muttered quietly.
At this moment, Ning Wufeng chuckled and shot, and he was going to pretend to be like this for Tianmeng!
Vientiane Sen Luo Yin!
Ning Wufeng turned his hands over the imprints, and the dark air was intertwined, exuding a breathtaking cold.
The power of red blood ice toad!
Zhu Yan's flame was instantly covered with a thin layer of frost, and the frost quickly spread. Zhu Rong suddenly felt stiffened and his face suddenly changed.
He screamed angrily, and the flames tangled around him. The fire hammer shook the eye-catching light, and roared, a flame giant roared out of the fire hammer, and flung towards Ning Wufeng.
Vientiane Sen Luoyin interweaving, slammed the flame monster. For a moment, a layer of frost was covered on the flame monster, and then it turned into a blue smoke.
"Haha, Zhang Kuangzi, your flame is just like this." Offstage, Liu Wenchuanton felt exasperated and shouted.
Zhu Xun's face changed, and he snarled loudly: "Hum, let you see how powerful the flames are!"
At this time, Ning Wufeng had controlled Vientiane Sen Luoyin to kill and go out. The big seal stirred the spiritual power, fell in the volley, and rose in the wind, covering half of the platform in an instant.
Zhu Yan roared, the flames surging, and the whole person was like an volcano erupting. Fire hammer dances like golden sun.
puff……
A burst of blood spurted out, and he flew upside down.
"So strong spiritual power!" Zhu Yan's face changed greatly. Covered with a layer of frost, the flames swayed continuously, but then the frost penetrated the body, and he felt a hot force, burning his meridians.
what!
Zhu Xuan screamed in pain, his face became shy. He was originally a body of innate fire spirits, but an expert in playing with fire. However, the grade of red blood ice toad was too high, and the two layers of ice and fire came out, causing the blood in his body to boil.
There was an uproar under the audience, and I did not expect such a arrogant Zhu Yan to walk under a face to face under Ning Wufeng's men.
Everyone was shocked, and Ning Wufeng couldn't help but glance at it again. At this time, the bet under the name of Tianmeng has risen to as much as 100 million!
"I don't agree!" Zhu Xuan growled, enduring the pain of blood boiling in his body, roaring, like crazy. He always felt superior, how could he be willing to stick to Ning Wufeng's three tricks.
"Flame it!"
His eyes were spitting with fire light, and the hot fire spirit tangled out. A pair of fire hammers turned into a roaring flame giant, and the roar shook the sky. The fire raged and spread throughout the ring.
The true meaning of fire source!
Ning Wufeng felt the burning sensation of the skin and his complexion was slightly dull.
Zhu Yan is originally an innate fire spirit vein, and has a unique affinity for the flame, so it is easier to understand the true meaning of the fire source than others.
Vientiane Sen Luo Yin!
Black light came out, and Vientiane Sen Luo emerged. With great momentum to swallow the mountains and seas, breaking the might of the Eight Wildlands.
The big seal smashed out, and Ning Wufeng crushed with strong spiritual power.
Red blood ice toad surfaced in the palm of his hand, and the spiritual force attached to the power of ice toad was even greater.
With a stunned sound, Zhu Yan was slammed back by Da Yin again. The whole man fell to the ground with all his backs.
The blood spewed out and was instantly evaporated by the hot flame.
Second trick!
Zhu Xun was no longer able to fight. Rao is that he has said so many harsh words before, but under the absolute strength of Ning Wufeng, there is still no fight back!
"I surrender!"
He spit against the blood and passed out.
There was a moment of snoring under the stage, almost everyone's eyes were surprised to see Ning Wufeng, stunned.
In Situshan's eyes, the cold light was flickering. I did not expect that Ning Wufeng's strength actually improved so fast.
With only Vientiane Sen Luoyin and two moves to defeat Zhu.
"How can this be?" Situ shrugged his fist kindly, his face was extremely ugly. Even if he had no wind at Shangning at this time, he would never win.
Ning Wu looked at the audience lightly.
"Who else thinks about the challenge I have?"
The field was quiet, only his own echo came. Bai Meng sees Ning Wufeng so fierce, how can there be courage to fight again, Tianmeng is no longer a soft persimmon.
As for the spirit league, it was beaten and disabled, and there is no more power to fight.
Moreover, just now in the first battle, the Fire League represented by Zhu Xuan had to pay nearly 200 million worth of defeat to the losing party. Such a large amount of compensation for the spirit stone is enough to hurt the Fire League's vitality, and it will be difficult to do something in a few years.
"well."
Ning Wufeng smiled faintly, glanced towards the audience, crossed Situ Shan, and looked at Wenmeng. Fang Yingcai and Hua Qiubo were a little puzzled. Ning Wufeng pointed the finger at the Wenmeng League with the general trend.
"Then I challenge the Cultural League on behalf of the Alliance."
It was as loud as a bell, ringing the entire Yueyue Tower.
At the same time, Situ was relieved, relieved. He didn't realize that his back was wet.
Ning Wufeng's momentum was too strong at this time.
Hua Qiubo stood up and laughed absurdly: "The Wenmeng and Tianmeng have always been friendly. I did not expect Brother Ning to challenge us."
He deliberately pointed out the relationship between the two alliances, and wanted to draw closer to Ning Wufeng, and let him give up challenging himself.
With the current strength of Ning Wufeng, no matter how they face any of the first three alliances, if they want to win, they have to resort to all means. The means were exposed in advance, but they were greatly detrimental to the pilgrimage.
Ning Wufeng smiled and said, "Where I fall from, I can get up from here. Before that, my younger brother and sister were not good at school, which made all of Wenmen's brothers laugh. Ning Wufeng came to ask for advice. "
Last night in World War I, relying on its own strength, Wenmeng showed no mercy to the two freshmen Liu Wenchuan and Lin Yuqing.
Ning Wufeng chuckled, and Hua Qiubo and Fang Yingcai's faces were instantly hot.
"Whatever you do, hurry up if you want to fight. If you don't dare to fight, just give in." The confederate on the side said in a sigh.
The speaker is the leader of the Second Alliance of the League of Nations, Yin Xiao, ranking 14th on the list. Seeing Ning Wufeng's shot being so overbearing, his mind had been raised for discussion.
But he is not stupid, and at this time he won't get any benefit from playing Ning Wufeng.
The reason why Ning Wufeng chose Wenmeng was also considered. Among the first three alliances, the strength of the Israeli-Israeli alliance is relatively weak, and they are challenged not to expose too much of their strength.
In addition, there are Situ Buqu in the Imperial League, which is an extremely difficult bone. As for the people in the League of War, he did not have too much entanglement with him, and it was inconvenient to make many enemies. So Wenmeng is the best choice.
Hua Qiubo's face sank. He did not expect that his alliance would be kneaded as a soft persimmon one day.
"Brother Ning, you have to think clearly. You are just a freshman. I am afraid that it is a lot worse to fight with us."
His ranking of 23rd place is naturally arrogant, and he could not help revealing his contempt for Ning Wufeng.
Ning Wufengfeng smiled lightly and immediately said, "Then, please enlighten me one or two."
He secretly said: The debt owed by Wenmeng should also be repaid.
The eyes of the two men intertwined with invisible fire.