Grasping Evil

Silver robe white hair, purple electric silver hammer, Wang Hao did not say much, the vest gave birth to a pair of huge silver wings, stepping out, the body shape constantly pulled up, after a few steps, turned into a thousand five hundred feet huge.

Before this giant, Ning Fan seemed to be a small ant, but no fear.

"Flesh body giant..." Ning Fan does not speak, this is the combat means of the ancient gods and devils, but unfortunately Ning Fan's refining body is very different from the ancient gods.

The silver feather giant made a sharp humming sound. After this singer, a thousand miles of purple Taiwan, obviously it was a day, but it was dark and dark, and it was dark and stretched out.

Standing in the darkness, Ning Fan’s eyes are clear, and I don’t know if this is the talent of the Bingyu people--the technique of the night!

The nightingale is a creature born in the night.

Hail, with the blood and the demon power, the night of the night with the demon power, but also the night obscures all the eyes and perception of the enemy.

When Ning Fan tried to swear out, he had to see Baizhang things in the dark, and the outside demon repair did not know what happened above Zitai.

Although I can't see it clearly, Ning Fan feels that the top of his head is on the top of his head, and a thrilling air blows down the ground!

The left eye purple star flashed, and Ning Fan’s eyes pierced the darkness and saw everything.

It was actually in the midst of the darkness, the silver feather giant purple electric giant hammer, head down.

The power of this scorpion, the nine thunderclouds in the sky, every thundercloud, is the ultimate force to reach the extreme, the thunder collapse caused by the sky, along the ripples, layer by layer, breaking the void.

Jiu Dao Lei Yun, Jiuzhong Juli, this is the ultimate use of the force after the body is huge.

Fast, too fast! This hammer speed is comparable to the idling speed of the late God, and sneak attacks in the dark, if you can not see the giant hammer attack. I am afraid that it will be a peak of the gods, and will be seriously injured under this hammer.

Looking at the Zijin giant hammer that is bigger than the mountain, looking at the nine-fold purple wave-like collapse of the thundercloud, Ning Fan, demon, and the magic star point in unison, at this moment. His body is not huge, but the magic pattern behind it is hot, the body is full of blood, and the whole body is thundering.

The black hair fluttered in the wind, and the huge purple black crystal wing behind it shook. At this moment, Ning Fan’s speed reached its limit.

It looks like a purple blast, rushing into the sky. Face the nine heavy thunderclouds.

Every heavy thundercloud is enough to kill the early days of the gods. The nine-in-one is more powerful enough to seriously hurt the middle of the gods.

However, Lei Xing flashed, and Ning Fan swept his eyes, and thunderclouds in the area. A heavy beginning began to shatter, collapse, and vanish!

Even wearing the nine heavy thunderclouds, Ning Fan smashed from the sword, and a sword smashed over the mountain giant hammer.

A force, all condensed on top of a sword, the situation, it is like the summer mosquito hit the mortal palm, seemingly not self-reliant.

But the power of this sword. It’s really extraordinary, the sword and the hammer touch each other, and it’s very big and very small. It’s a loud noise, and the giant hammer’s falling momentum is being turned away by Ning Fan’s sword, but this hammer is powerful. After the sword broke into the chest, it also caused Ning Fan's blood to surge.

"This Wang Hao's refining realm is afraid that it is close to the third layer of Yuming. My strength is weak, he is a lot..."

The first hammer was opened by Ning Fan, and the second hammer fell again, with a little eyebrow and a broken whip. A whip was pumped on the purple hammer.

Under this pumping, thousands of miles of sky, densely **** thunderclouds, and thunder.

Lei Li was on the purple electric hammer, but was absorbed by the giant hammer. Only a few of them contacted the giant hammer and blasted to Wang Hao Dantian.

I know that I can't hurt Wang Hao, Ning Fan puts up the broken whip, and the wings are swaying. It is comparable to the speed of the peak of the gods, and it immediately exits hundreds of miles. It is a wave of darkness and is made by a sword. Half, dissipate!

For Wang Hao’s strength, Ning Fan has a very clear understanding, at least by smashing the sword and breaking the whip. It is impossible to win over this person.

This person's mood is arrogant, but this strength is not weak.

In the darkness, outsiders can't see the two people fighting, but the **** thunder, thousands of miles of darkness, the loud noise of the collapse of the nine heavy thunderclouds, and the ice humming, all of them touch the nerves of the Yaozu. Imagine this first Face to face, how fierce the offensive of the two, how many means of display.

Only this degree of confrontation, Ning Fan is still safe and sound, but it is turned into a 1500-foot giant Wang Hao, among the giant mouth, a trace of silver blood.

Was Wang Hao injured? !

Wang Yu, who is a giant body of silver feathers, is horrified and puzzled. He uses the night of the ice **** to cover his mind, and sneak attacks with purple electric hammer, which is the late monk of the gods, afraid that he can not penetrate the darkness. Under the hammer, how much is going to be injured.

But Ning Fan, who pierced his own darkness, could not aim at his own attack if he did not, and broke it one by one.

The hole in the darkness has made Wang Hao unable to understand, and the body has broken the nine heavy thunderclouds, which makes Wang Hao unbelievable. If all this still has explanations, then the things that follow will make Wang Haoran.

The first hammer of the double hammer, Ning Fan did not evade, but with a sword blocker, three feet Qingfeng, the mountain purple-like hammer, but this is not in the two-level blade of a series, the collision As a result, it is Wang Hao’s strength that is only slightly dominant.

Wang Hao is self-satisfied, his own realm of refining is undoubtedly higher than that of Ning Fan, and he is even more out of the law. However, the realm of refining is lower than his own Ning Fan, and he does not use the same spirit. He only takes a sword and almost completely takes over himself. Hit... If you say that you are going to be a big body, the other person will condense.

There are two opposite ways of refining, but the result is almost no win.

What hurts Wang Hao is the second hammer!

He burned the land from the fire and heard about the true identity of Ning Fan. He is familiar with the magical power of Ning Fan’s killing baby. The key is to use Lei Li. Therefore, the devil's treasure - purple electric hammer method, is to use the thunder of the treasure to counter the thunder, to avoid the danger of the devil.

My own purple electric hammer is the top quality Lingbao, Ningfan broken **** whip is the middle quality spiritual treasure, but on Lei Li, it is the Ning Fan's whip is better than the one, Lei Li counters, the smashing kills the soul, hurts Wang Hao Demon. Even the soul-loading soul armor of a mysterious character worn by his own demon is shattered by the Thunder. If it is not a monster, there is a seal of ice. I am afraid that it is not only slightly injured, but seriously injured. ...

Although the injury was light, it made Wang Hao look ugly, and he did not care or carelessly, but in the first face, he was injured by the ants... This is a shame.

"It is no wonder that this son can kill Zou Teng and so on. The strength is indeed not weak, and the second hammer falls. This child has avoided it with a very fast idling speed. It seems that the speed is not weak. But I want to rely on this and this. Will fight for it. Not enough!"

Wang Hao looked a sinking, double hammer sacrificed, pointing to a change, the shape of the thunder hammer changed, one of which was turned into a Leiting Zishan, and the town of Ningfan was headed down.

I want to win over Ning Fan. You can't just use brute force, you have to spend some means.

The power of the spirit of the heavens, with the change of Wang Shuo, was tempted by Leishan and did not enter the mountain. At the beginning, Leishan was still in the air. But a moment, teleportation, has been close to the top of the head of Ning Fan.

The other hammer was turned into a purple electric thunder, and the Ning Fan was sealed. Once it was suppressed by Leishan, the prison would further seal it and imprison Ning Fan with the Taikoo. Can't escape.

This is the change of the purple electric hammer, turned into a mountain, Lei prison, designed for repression, siege enemy repair.

Purple Mountain Thunder!

The power of a town, the air is condensed, making people breathless. The air waves blow on the face like acupuncture.

Ning Fan’s eyes sank, surrounded by four sides, and the top of the head was taken by the town, avoiding inevitable. If it is usual, he can still rely on the magic of the gods. The entity is broken and re-condensed by the ink shadow, avoiding a blow, but at the moment he feels that the Taikoo Shenbing has the ability to attack the illusory entity. Even if you turn into ink, you will be killed by this mountain!

Can not escape, must be broken from the front before the suppression of this purple hammer!

This Wang Hao, a pair of magic weapons, tough, eat their own attitude.

But the powerful magic weapon, in addition to the sword, broken whip, oneself.

Blood Sword!

A shot of the storage bag, the blood dragon dragon soul flashed, a broken, old blood sword floated into the hand.

When the sword came out, Wang Hao looked awkward and immediately disdain.

"Blood Dragon Demon Sword? This sword is a companion's object, the blood dragon's treasure, but the sword power is sealed, and the sword is sealed by the grade, not the purple electric hammer opponent... and this sword seal, you can't break open!"

Wang Hao’s words were not finished, and his eyes narrowed.

But see Ning Fan does not say anything, the **** directly in the body of the sword, smash!

This wipe, the purple gold sands flow, the blood sword body flutters, like the soul is moving, the first seal, but under the wind and sand quickly melted.

At the moment when the blood sword seal was broken, a long-repressed dragon body, shouting in the purple stage, turned into a shocking sigh!

Put away the shackles, hold the blood sword, Ning Fan feels his own heart, is being shaken by the blood of this sword, but licking his teeth, also releasing the blood color not weaker than half-step smelting, forcibly pressing this The sword is fierce.

Blood sword, resisting.

The sword is a dead object, but this dead body is forged by the bones of the blood demon class, and has a proud and unyielding pride.

Unwilling, unwilling! Unwilling to die, not willing to be driven by anyone, not willing to be a sword of the keel only in the district!

Roar!

Very strange, in the blood sword, but the anger of the dragon and the whistling!

It is resisting, trying to break free from the hands of Ning Fan, trying to counter the control of Ning Fan.

It was only when Ning Fan’s cold words rang, when the fingertips purple sand and sand flowed, the blood sword of the dead body felt for the first time a small, humble, heart-felt...

"This is another trick! This purple sandstorm, what a magic!"

Qufu's face changed and suddenly stood up.

And Wang Hao, swallowing his throat, his forehead could not help but ooze a trace of fine sweat.

Because he clearly saw, Ning Fan tore open the blood dragon demon sword... the first seal!

The pressure of a half-step virtual treasure spreads from the blood sword!

"He really lifted this sword seal! Not good!"

At this moment, Ning Fan Jian! Looking at the prison, the electric mountain, the threat of words, seems to be giving orders to the blood sword.

"No matter what your identity is in the blood dragons during your lifetime, what kind of glory, but after death, become a sword, for my use, since the surrender! If you do not surrender, dare to reverse, I will use the wind and smoke to give the sword body eternal life erase!"

With the threat of Ning Fan, the blood sword is quiet.

To tear open the first seal, it is a tricky wind, not completely conquering the blood sword, the original can play the power of virtual treasure, but at the moment it is barely equivalent to half a step.

Just that is enough. If it is a real virtual treasure, it is not enough to control it.

Even if it is a half-step virtual treasure, it is just a half-step smoldering pressure, and barely rob the sword.

Like his own blood, he was swallowed by blood swords.

Ning Fan's face was slightly pale, but there was an unspeakable sword in his body.

At the time of the sword's intention to the peak, the blood sword suddenly pointed to the top of Leishan, all the swords. Erupted at this moment, and with the blood sword here, there was an unwilling sound of dragons!

Roar!

Ten, hundred, thousand... under this thorn. But he gave birth to nearly a million blood swords, covering the sky, stunning!

The screaming sword rang through the clouds, and the beastly swordsman reverberated in Luoyun. Under this sword, whether it was Leigong or Leishan. Can not approach, suppress a half step, was captured by a sword in the air.

A **** sword, a million swords and a gas into a sword, when the air is empty, under this shackle, Leishan broken. The Lei Prison was destroyed, and the purple electric hammer, which was reduced to two spiritual slashes, fell heavily at the foot of Ning Fan, and the purple platform was pulled out of the Baizhang deep pit.

It is worthy of being a Taikoo soldier, defeated by a blood sword, but still sturdy, if it is a rule of law. I am afraid that it will be crushed under the prestige of a sword.

puff!

The Taikoo squadron was defeated, and Wang Hao’s chest hurts, and he withdrew from the Fa, half a sip, coughing up a few mouths against the blood, and looked stunned.

The blood sword of the companion, once the seal is broken, is so strong... The most unbelievable is that the ants in the early days of the Ningfan district have been able to break the seal...

Ning Fan is equally uncomfortable. This sword almost took away half of his blood. If you wave this sword again, I am afraid that it will be directly sucked by the blood sword, and the blood will die...

"Good sword! But in my current realm, I can't control it with my heart. Otherwise, the power of that sword will not only annihilate the thunder hammer, but... a sword razes hundreds of thousands of miles of life! Killing Wang Hao, not Under the words!"

If you tear open the second seal... afraid to call out, hurt the broken power!

Seeing that Wang Hao was injured, Ning Fan was also drawn a lot of blood, and the look of Qu Wei and Lu Dao was filled with dignity and shock.

Shocked, naturally, Ning Fan has just turned into a god, and he has not fallen into the wind in the battle with Wang Hao.

The dignified one is that Wang Yuruo and Ning Fan have lost both sides, and nine maps, fearing that they will fall into the hands of Zi Yan and others, will no one against the Royal Palace...

This is why Zi Yan has always kept silent about the two fights. Why stop? The more the two lose, the Lingwang Palace won the first chance of the battle... the bigger!

"This Lubei really has the strength to compete for the first. If the palace is not good, he will only force the blood sword, and it will be enough to kill Wang Hao with a sword. But then, he will also be seriously injured. Oh, I can’t think of it. This Lubei is not an ant, and this Wang Hao is so vulnerable..."

"It’s not that Wang Hao is too weak, it’s Lubei... too strong.” The dance enchantress whispered and corrected.

Two figures jumped onto the purple platform, blocking the center of Ning Fan and Wang Hao, but it was to prevent the situation of both losses.

"Enough! General Wang, temporarily retreat! This battle, deal with the draw!" Qu Ruran said.

"Lubei, enough, this war is so far, no war!" Lu Daochen advised.

Ning Fan is silent. He also knows that he should focus on big things at the moment, just let him let go of this opportunity to kill Wang Hao... he does not want to!

And Wang Hao, even more reluctant to suffer in the hands of Ning Fan.

He did not want to admit it, but he had to admit that Ning Fan’s cultivation was weaker than himself, but his combat power was stronger than himself. If this is better than the fight, Ning Fan will kill himself with a **** sword and he will die!

But he is unwilling, not willing to lose to Ning Fan!

"I, dissatisfied! If you don't have a blood sword, you can't stop it!" Lubei, today's victory and defeat, with the last move than the test victory, you dare to take it!"

"one move?"

Qu Fu’s eyes sank, Lu Dao’s brow wrinkled, and Ning Fan’s eyes were cold.

"One move? Are you sure?"

"Yes, I will leave no small injuries, and then fight down, it is difficult to win or lose..." Wang Hao is not willing to bite his teeth, so he said, he does not want to say, but this is the truth!

"One trick! If you win, you can kill the sins of others, you can write off, if you lose, you die, the map is mine!"

"One trick! Don't spell the magic weapon, only spell the magic! You, dare to take this ratio!"

"Hero! What are you afraid of!"

Ning Fan raised a purple gas, and the sky was half-stained by Zixia.

It seems impossible to kill Wang Hao today, but this trick...

Must seriously hurt this talent!

Wang Hao is very strong, but he can't stop himself!

Standing on the ground, one step on the ground, but the two handles in front of the purple electric hammer, in the pocket, for their own use.

Seeing this, Wang Hao’s eyes sank, but he did not say much.

"This move, this will kill you, you can recapture the purple electric hammer... a move, this will only have the power of a move..."

Above the demon, there is a seal of ice, at this moment, Wang Hao will tear the seal off a gap!

A vicissitude of the vicissitudes of life, blessing on Wang Hao, for a moment, its demon power, actually crazy improvement, comparable to the peak of the gods!

Qu Yuan’s face changed, “This is...”

"This is the second talent of my hail family - the mark of cold ice! This imprint is a blessing of the predecessor of Wang Tian, ​​the moment of tearing the seal, Wang can enhance the demon power of a small realm... Lubei, This will give you the last chance to hand over the boundary map, self-sufficient, swearing, and will be able to spare you!"

"Noisy!"

Ning Fan raised his finger, the fingertips of the purple gold sand flow, the wind smoke.

Wind rose, purple smoke!

"This is another technique!" Qufu eyes condensed, so close, he actually felt a trace of crisis from above.

I still feel dangerous, and I am even more fascinated by the mystery of Wang Mi’s secret method and serious injury to vomiting blood.

"Wang Hao, the Emperor advised you, step back! You are not a rival in the north!"

"Roll! The lower prince of the district, what is the qualification to call this name!"

Wang Hao has become mad, and in a flash, his eyes are gradually cold and calm.

It seems that all emotions are frozen.

Above the left palm, a group of purple snow flutters, and a black ice wind with ice particles emerges from the right palm.

This two things are in a flash, Lu Dao dust face change, immediately to Ning Fan voice.

"Be careful! This trick, Wang Hao used two kinds of frosts! The sixth-ranked 'East Poles' and the fourth-ranked 'Emperor Snow'!"

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