Chapter 369: Xiao Family

"It turned out to be the brother of the Sixteenth King." Ning Wufeng immediately showed a sorrow, this man was one of the two brothers of the Bronze clan he met when he first entered the Golden Spirit Realm.
Jin Shiliu nodded heavily, with a look of excitement, never thinking that Ning Wufeng could still remember him. He flushed with excitement and was at a loss for a moment.
The face-faced boy was pale, and asked cautiously, "Brother, he ... is he really your ambassador? Didn't he die seven years ago?"
"Shut up, you're dead." Jin Shiliu snapped, glaring at the noodle boy, scaring him back and forth a dozen steps away.
Jin Shiliu would not admit that he was windless in any case. After all, he and his ambassadors spent a lot of time with Jin Yuanfeng, but he was proud of his life.
Ning Wufeng chuckled and said, "The sixteen brothers have become the captain of the moat city, congratulations."
Jin Shiliu expressed his excitement, and said emphatically: "All the ambassadors have given good instructions."
Ning Wufeng laughed: "I didn't expect that in the past few years, you bronzemen have also learned to shoot Ma Fengying."
Jin Shiliu smiled, scratched his head, and said suddenly: "Master Yu, you should have just returned. I will take you to see Elder Bai Ling, he will be very excited."
"Okay." Ning Wufeng nodded, then looked at the noodle boy, and said lightly, "But before that, I have to deal with small things first."
The noodle boy was about to sneak away, and suddenly felt that Ning Wufeng's eyes fell on him. He turned his head and smiled embarrassingly, saying, "Your master, this boy has no eyes on Taishan. Please, please Don't let adults ignore the villains. "
"Oh?" Ning Wufeng chuckled, and said, "Why did you suddenly become so docile, didn't you yell loudly before?"
Pedestrians all around came around, pointed at the noodle boy, whispered. There are also many monks who recognize the identity of the noodles.
"Isn't this the son of the Xiao family?"
"Xiao Yuanteng."
"Isn't he terrific before? Why is it so now?"
When the noodle boy heard it, a flash of shame flashed on his face, gritted his teeth, and turned his head and said, "Ning Wufeng, the previous thing is that I am Xiao Yuanteng wrong. You have injured my son's men. Do you want to teach this to me again? "
He tilted his head, showing his arrogance.
"If you dare to hit the boy, I'll interrupt your Wuling City and Xiao family's transaction. Who will see the big losses then?"
Ning Wufeng sank, and stepped forward, thumping Xiao Yuanteng to the ground with a thump, and there was a light cry around. When Xiao Yuanteng was in pain, he covered his stomach and showed a dark face.
"Dare you hit me, this boy will not let you go!" He pointed at Ning Wufeng, snarling sternly.
Ning Wufeng snorted softly and said, "This foot is for you to do things in the future, so don't be so blind, this is Wuling City, not your Xiao family!"
With a bang, the voice didn't fall, Ning Wufeng kicked again. Xiao Yuanteng hugged his stomach, and the whole person became a prawn stooping, exclaiming.
"The second leg is to teach you, Chu Chu is not your finger." Ning Wufeng said lightly.
"Okay." The fighters of the five ethnic groups watching around couldn't help shouting. This group of foreigners used the name of doing business and oppressed them in Wuling City. There was a sigh of resentment in their stomachs, and finally, today Ning Wufeng gave them a bad breath.
The faces of the foreign peoples on the side have changed and changed. Ning Wufeng actually killed the chickens for the monkeys. I am afraid that starting today, the trading rules of the chess world will change.
Xiao Yuanteng's expression on his face was terrified, and his tears flowed in tears: "Rao ... forgive me. I ... I will never dare."
While talking, the crowd gave way to a white-haired old man. He saw Xiao Yuanteng, who was embarrassed, and hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Teng, how did you do this? Who did this!"
He sighed angrily, and the power of the superior was not furious. The spectators crowded back.
"Wow." Xiao Yuanteng cried, holding the old man, and said, "Uncle Jiu, you are finally here. This kid hit me. If you come one step late, I'm afraid you won't see me."
Xiao Wenjin just finished business with Elder Bai Ling. After spending seven or eight days talking, he finally made a great deal and was overjoyed. But as soon as he stepped out of Wuling Palace, a guard came to tell him that Xiao Yuanteng had been beaten.
Xiao Wenjin heard the sound and hurried over. You should know that Xiao Yuanteng is the only seedling in their main line. This time he came to Qijing to do business for his gold plating. But don't miss anything.
Since the original return of Zhao Guo's Xiao family, Xiao Ziyi in Zhao Guo's veins has amazing business talents and cultivation talents. He is loved by his ancestors and made Xiao Wenjin's veins feel a great threat.
Therefore, the main vein spares no effort to train Xiao Yuanteng. Xiao Wenjin couldn't let him fold in his own hands.
"Who did it!" Xiao Wenjin roared, and the power of Divine Realm was released instantly.
Behind him, Ning Wufeng remained motionless.
"Are you blind? Yelling here?" Ning Wufeng said lightly.
"It's you!" Xiao Wenjin asked the people behind him to support Xiao Yuanteng, and with the aura of agitation, he grabbed Ning Wufeng with one claw and yelled, "Dalit, you dare to shoot at my Xiao family son!"
Although the Xiao family was only a second-class force in the Great Qin Empire, their business spread all over the Great Qin, radiating to neighboring small countries and having a wide network. Ordinary first-class forces are willing to offend them. That's why Xiao Wenjin can act without fear.
"In the beginning of Divine Realm." Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, and Shen Shen's body skills were displayed, distanced from Xiao Wenjin.
The Vientiane Sen Luoyin emerged, and the five-colored aura shining above the big seal was approaching Xiao Wenjin. In the past seven years, I have never worked with people. Ning Wufeng also felt a little rusty, and just used Xiao Wenjin to practice his hands.
"Huh, smelly boy, do you think you have the strength to run rampant in Wuling City? I tell you, you're far away!" Xiao Wenjin hated.
With a masterpiece of light, Xiao Wenjin appeared in his hands a short sword of the four souls. Between the sword light dancing, the green light shone, tearing the sky, and approaching the Indian Seal.
There was a loud bang, and the Great India stunned the eye-catching light, and suddenly burst out, driving Xiao Wenjin back five or six steps away.
"Five Elements Spirits Gathering Together?" Xiao Wenjin's face moved, but Ning Wufeng actually practiced the Five Elements Spirits. All who can cultivate the five elements of spiritual power are the pride of heaven. Ordinary people practice the five elements of spiritual power just to waste a lot of time and mind.
Xiao Wenjin faintly felt that the identity of the youth in front of him was a little unusual. But this step has been taken, and he has no way back. Had to win Ning Wufeng in a tough manner, and also let the people in chess know the power of his family.
He drank aloud, and Bijing Sword came out. In the turbulence of blue light, he turned into a stunning green scorpion tiger, tiger tail, roaring, and all the people around him were scattered.
"So strong." Someone was horrified.
With the power of the Four Souls and the power of the Green Tiger, Xiao Wenjin's strength must not be underestimated.
Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, Xiao Wenjin's strength was indeed much stronger than that of the early monks who had encountered the realm before. He secretly said: Is this the strength of Master Qin?
Sure enough, the more prosperous the cultivation, the stronger the monks became.
He licked his lips, grabbed it in the air, the golden light was stirred, and the annihilation gun appeared in his hand.
The fantasy world is sinking!
The gun intended to be launched instantly, and Xiao Wenjin was rushed over. At this time, the rise and fall of the fantasy world is no longer composed of pure Jinyuan's true meaning, but also incorporates the true meaning of water source-lingering.
As Ning Wufeng stepped out, the golden blue light burst out instantly. Water spirit and gold spirit appeared like swords in front of them, the cold light shone, and the momentum was compelling.
Xiao Wenjin's pupils suddenly shrank. I did not expect that Ning Wufeng's strength was so powerful that it made his monk with a sense of horror.
"It is indeed the emperor of the chess realm, the strength is really strong." Someone whispered.
"Yeah, I heard that the sons of Tiantufu and the Winter Palace are not his opponents."
"What?" Xiao Wenjin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he did not expect that the person in front of him was actually the master of chess-Ning Wufeng!
For a moment, he was numb.
But Ning Wufeng had already shot, and the extinction gun stunned the eye-catching light and shot out. The fantasy world floats, gun shadows blur.
When Xiao Wenjin's face changed, the green eagle tiger roared suddenly and rushed to Ning Wufeng. At this point, he could only understand that he was confused. But the master of chess, there is no master of Sanyuanjing, their Xiao family is not afraid.
The tail of the Qingyan Tiger forcefully swept at Ning Wufeng's annihilation gun. The green light burst and the momentum was wanton.
Rumble ...
Wherever the momentum went, Feisha walked away from the rocks, forcing the people around him to withdraw.
Xiao Wenjin snorted, and went back a dozen steps back, never thinking that Ning Wufeng's spiritual power was so abundant.
"Golden shooting!" Ning Wufeng's pistols twitched in his hand, and his body figure disappeared before Xiao Wenjin.
The true meaning of Tuyuan-shrinking into inches!
Reappearing was within a square behind Xiao Wenjin, and the annihilation gun shot straight behind Xiao Wenjin.
Xiao Wenjin's face changed drastically, and he murmured, "What is this move!"
Suddenly caught off guard, he hastily mobilized the savage green tiger to stop. The barnyard tiger roared endlessly, surging with blue light, and opened its mouth to Ning Wufeng.
Worthy of being a monk in the spirit world, the response is so rapid.
But Ning Wufeng's "golden shot" originated from the fog map in the inherited land, which was born out of the spirit of Xia Qi.
A shot blasted out, and Ning Wufeng felt that the Lingyuan of Yinyang Purple Lake poured out, all pouring into the tip of the gun.
There was a loud bang, and Xiao Wenjin in the early days of the spirit was actually blasted out by him.
puff……
Xiao Wenjin slammed heavily on the ground, spit out inverse blood, and looked at Ning Wufeng with a horrified expression, horrified: "You ... you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"