Grasping Evil

The purpose of the helplessness is extraordinary, and it is not necessary for Bei Xiaoman to remind him that Ning Fan has also seen the mystery of the Flying Sword.

The fiery red flying sword, the spiritual treasure of the peak of the grade, has a total of two supernatural powers, one of which is teleportation, and the other is the shadow.

This Yan Zun is not a sword repair, but a fire repair. The flying sword is only used to count the sneak attack.

But seeing that a fiery red sword flashed a few times, it approached the shadow of Ning Fan staying on the ground.

Once you hurt the shadow, you can kill the body of Ning Fan. You have to say that the shadow of the gods and the smashing of the baby have the same effect.

Bei Xiaoman is really a little nervous. Two red blood stars appear on the top of the eyebrows. The little hands are rising, the fingertips are entangled in blood, and they are ready to help Ning Fan.

However, not waiting for Bei Xiaoman to shoot, the fiery red flying sword suddenly trembled, seems to be hit by a starlight.

That starlight is the flying sword of Ning Fan, and after Ning Fan understands the sword, the power of the flying sword is not comparable to that of the flying sword.

Hey!

A shattering sound came out, and the fiery red flying sword was crushed by the starlight sword.

There is a starlight hovering around the body, and Ning Fan’s black scorpion is as deep as the bottom of the pool.

"Flying sword is not so imperial... disease!"

Ning Fan refers to a change, time, and the star-studded swords that are hovering around the body are ten points and ten hundred. There are already thousands of swords in the moment, and the Yan Zun is broken.

Ning Fan rarely kills with the skills of Feijian, but this does not mean that he is not proficient in the skills of Feijian.

In particular, it uses the help of a remnant sword to understand the meaning of the sword, but also makes the power of Feijian play to the fullest.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Even if the two hidden rain temples were sacred, they could not be secretly praised.

Ning Fan's sword meaning, with the arrogance and overbearing of the immortal, is the sword of the tyrant. Just watching it from a distance, let the two smoldering atmospheres sigh.

The two couldn't help but guess what Ning Fan had.

Endless Hai Zhouming, with the master of cultivating the virtual. Is it true that the people in the inner sea Zhou family?

Just for the inner sea Zhou family, Yu Dian has been closely monitoring the intelligence. In the Zhou family, there is absolutely no such thing as the Tianjiao figure of Ning Fan!

"What is the origin of this son..." Two masters of refining, began to speculate on the identity of Ning Fan.

Ning Fan’s sword is overbearing, sweeping the streets, and the monks retreat again, pulling away from the battlefields of Ning and Yan.

In the face of these thousands of swords, even the Yan Zun people have some scalp tingling.

His strength is strong enough to burn ordinary half-step smoldering. I have also seen a lot of sword repairs.

In the Jian Shen Jian repairs that Yan Zun has seen, Ning Fan's flying swords can definitely be included in the top three. And the sages also know that the technique of flying swords is not the best means that Ning Fan is good at.

"The old man seems to be a small person..."

Yan Zun’s first frown, treating Ning Fan as a peer, taking a storage bag, offering a red sand, sprinkling it on the sky, flashing blood red starlight.

But see the red sand cover the sky, the smoke sweeps. Countless swords and shadows have collapsed.

And the sword itself is even more a town of red sand, the body of the sword trembles fiercely, but it is unbroken.

"What about Taikoo soldiers?"

Yan Zhan's brow wrinkles deeper. He was prepared to use this red sand to break the sword and to fight the sword, but it was a dream.

In the first round of confrontation, Ning Fan was unscathed. Yan Zun broke a flying sword, but the Yan Zun fell.

"It's blood cinnabar! This is the magic weapon of the sages of the sages. It is a blood sand refining the ancient stars and iron. It is a special magic weapon!"

"Secretary of the Taikoo! The flying sword held by Mingzun is also a Taikoo soldier! It is rumored that the Taikoo soldiers can not only be promoted, but also stronger and harder to destroy. If it is an ordinary flying sword, it is afraid that it has already been broken by the blood sand sand... !"

The onlookers talked a lot, and the words fell in the ears of Ning Fan, making the latter look awkward.

"It turned out to be."

It is no wonder that this red sand is so overbearing that it can break the sword of the flying sword. It turned out to be the magic weapon of the sage.

If it is a magic weapon...

The whole body has been hovering away from the sword, and Ning Fan has once again a little eyebrow, taking out a **** red whip.

Looking at the red sand of the sky, Ning Fan did not say anything, and slammed the thunder to the sky, and in one go, even a hundred times.

Every whip shadow is like a **** scorpion, a hundred blood mines, and a red sand, quite powerful.

But this scene fell in the eyes of the Yan Zun, only turned into a sneer.

In his eyes, Ning Fan saw the power of the blood cinnabar, and even dared to let the magic weapon call, it is simply a magic weapon to let himself crush.

"broken!"

The Yan Zun’s eyebrows are picking up, and the **** changes, and the red sand smashing time will drown the blood.

He saw at a glance that the blood-thundering whip was nothing but a spiritual treasure, and it was not enough to fear.

The blood sand rolls to the whip of the whip shadow, and the blood mines then collapsed. However, the sages have not yet been proud, and their faces have changed dramatically.

Hundreds of whip shadows are drawn on the blood sand, just like smoking in the Yantian Yuanshen.

The Yuanshen was evenly pumped by Ning Fan, and the Yan Zun suddenly vomited blood. Actually, he was unstable and almost fell into the sky. The injury was absolutely not light.

At the moment of his injury, Ning Fan's sleeves are windy, and he will be filled with blood and sand. It is actually the moment of distraction of Yan Zun, forcibly taking away the other party's magic weapon!

In general, the monk's life-threatening magic weapon can only be used by himself, and outsiders cannot drive it with his heart.

But Ning Fan is different.

The blood cinnabar is included in the sleeve, and Ning Fan's fingertips linger around the purple-gold smoke and smear toward the blood sand.

In the sound of sorrow, the impression of the gods planted by the blood sands is easily erased by Ning Fan.

puff!

The Yan Zun has not stabilized his body shape, and he has suddenly been erased from the magic mark of the magic weapon. He knows the sea and hurts. He vomits blood for a long time and looks angry.

"The technique of the smashing of the gods!" It is not wrong. This is not the ordinary thunder of the Zhou family. You are not the person of the Zhou Leihuang! Why do you want to win the old man's magic!"

Yan Zun's heart hates, for Ning Fan's means of killing baby, the endless sea has long been rumored. After all, for the endless sea monks, attacking Yuan Ying is not a rare technique, and many of the Zhou family's Lei Shi monks will.

But the thunder of Zhou Jialei Xiu, how can Ning Fan be so overbearing, this is not a common Thunder, the blood of the thunder is like a catastrophe, making it difficult to defend.

In the history of the Inner Sea Zhou family, only one person has ever controlled the blood mine, which is not the Zhou Leihuang!

Endless sea has long been rumored that Zhou Ming is a member of the Zhouhai family. However, after the clarification of Zhou Jiatianjiao Zhou Qing, it was confirmed to be a rumor.

Yan Zun is even more convinced that there is absolutely no such thing as Ning Fan in the Neihai Zhou family.

However, Ning Fan will be able to display the **** thunder of the Emperor Lei, is this just a coincidence?

No, how can there be such a coincidence in the world!

The two hidden rain temples are almost the same mind as the Yan Zun.

They were originally speculating on the identity of Ning Fan. After seeing the blood mines, they were even more convinced that Ning Fan must be the person of the Inner Sea Zhou family.

As for why there is no Zhou Ming figure in the rain hall information... Two smelting and thinking, secretly guessing.

I am afraid this week is an important figure in the Zhou family. It is important to erase his existence and not let the rain hall know.

Two refining people are increasingly feeling that this guess is correct.

And Ning Fan has a savvy master and protects himself, and it is even more convincing.

In the eyes of the two, the hidden master of refining is definitely the elder of the Zhou family, but I don’t know which one.

"Hey! Zhou family and my rain temple have an appointment, half-step smelting masters must not leave the sea, they dare to violate the agreement! It seems that it is necessary to report the Emperor know!"

After some random speculation, the two people actually want to be more biased.

"Be sure to find out which week the parents are protecting this week!"

Ning Fan naturally does not know the thoughts of concealing the smoldering of the imaginary, and it is only a matter of moments to use the broken **** whip to count the sacred sages.

Seeing that the sacred person was injured, Ning Fan took advantage of the blood cinnabar, and did not give Yan Yan a breather. Supporting the demon wing to stretch out, stunned, but see the purple mangling flash, the figure is gone.

"Idle fast...not good! Clouds. Be careful behind you!"

At this moment, the two hidden smoldering faces changed dramatically, and they did not hide. Appearing in the sky, calling out to the Yan Zun.

Fast, too fast!

Ning Fan showed his support to the two wings. The speed of the idling distance was not much worse. The speed of one thousand and ninety thousand miles was not reflected by Yan Zun, and only two smelting scorpions could detect the direction of Ning Fan.

A feeling of standing on the cold hair came from the back, and then I heard two refining screams, where Yan Zun could still calmly, and immediately turned around and swept toward him. It seemed like a sparking star in the sky, time, The sky is flooded by the sea of ​​fire!

In the sea of ​​fire, a white figure just emerged, and has not been launched from the back of Yan Zun, it was swallowed by the sea of ​​fire.

Fire! God of Fire!

Ning Fan will cultivate the sea into a sword shape and condense the sword, and this Yan Zun will cultivate the sea into a fire shape and condense the fire.

With the half-step meditation of the gods, the skill of the sword is applied, even if it is a half-step simplification, it will be seriously injured.

His sages are so proud, but they are also amazing, at least more powerful than the unconquered hole!

It’s just that he hasn’t suppressed his injury, and he’s forced to ignite the fire. The Yan Zun can’t help but vomit blood again, but he’s sure that Ning Fan will be seriously injured by the fire.

“‘Fire to burn the sky’! This is the famous man’s fame, and he used this technique to burn a half-step meditation!”

"The rumored Mingzun also had a chance to coincide with the sword, but the sword of Mingzun seems to have no fire and arrogance. It must be known that the ignorance of the fire once opened, within 50,000 miles, under the early days of the gods, Will be directly killed and burned into fly ash!"

Bei Xiaoman reveals a trace of worry. She is not afraid of even the Taoist child, but she is jealous of Yan Zun. The most taboo is the technique of fire.

On the way of mass killing, the gods of the rain can even rank first in the rain!

"No! I haven't avenged him yet, he can't just die! No!"

When Bei Xiao Man’s heart is in a hurry, he will have to rise to the sky.

It is obviously so hateful, but seeing Ning Fan was swallowed by fire, she is so anxious.

This kind of heart-throbbing feeling, she does not like, very dislike.

She must pull Ning Fan out of the sea of ​​fire!

boom!

Bei Xiaoman has not yet rushed into the sea of ​​fire. The next moment, the students will take their steps and take a look.

However, it was seen that the sea of ​​fire, which was enough to kill the early days of the gods, was separated by an inexplicable force in the next moment.

Ning Fan was attacked by white clothes, and the purple wing was demon. He walked quietly through the sea of ​​fire. The raging fire was like fear, and he even avoided him, let alone burn him.

"How can it be!"

Yan Zun's unbelievable, his own full blow to the fire, even half-step smoldering can be seriously injured, but can not hurt Ning Fan points!

At this moment, Ning Fan, standing in the sea of ​​fire, actually gave the Yan Zun a feeling of horror. Among the hundred kinds of four kinds of spirits in Dantian, three kinds of veins and demon fires, all tremble and fear.

Irresistible!

Ning Fan at this moment is like an emperor in the fire, no fire can hurt!

“‘Fireworks’!”

Ning Fan five fingers grabbed, under the palm of the hand to create a small yin and yang fish vortex.

Once this vortex appeared, a strange and horrible suction came out, and the Wanlihuo was inhaled into the small whirlpool and disappeared.

No one knows that the so-called full blow of the Sage Supreme has all become the nourishment of the nourishing sun and moon monument, and will be used to supplement the soul of the monument!

The onlookers were quiet, and the scene was stunned and completely shaken by this scene.

The two smelters are also stunned, and they simply can't believe what they saw. Unbelievable, too ridiculous!

The two asked themselves, it is not difficult to smash the fire of the sages by refining the emptiness.

But that's just smash!

The supernatural powers that Ning Fan has displayed are not as simple as smashing, just like being restrained by nature!

No, restraint is not enough to describe the feeling of devouring... Accurately, that feeling is like...

Yes, pick up! It’s like a monk who picks up the stove, and greedily wins everything, but the stove can’t resist!

Between the two, the two thoughts flew, but it seemed to think of something, and suddenly showed a big joy.

"This week, is there a way to restrain the flames!"

"If this is the case, I want to get ‘that thing’, I’m afraid that it’s the whole rain world, only this person can do it!”

The two looked at each other and saw the thoughts in each other's eyes.

That thing is located in the sea of ​​extinctions, even if it is a broken monk, you can't get into it and take it out.

It was in order to take out that thing, the Rain Temple deliberately cultivated a sage, and gave all the cultivating treatments to the sages, giving him the devotion of the venerable devotion, giving him a defensive master, and indulging him and his disciples to break the law. .

Even if you want to take out the thing by the sages, you need to at least cultivate the sages to the scum... This is too much unknown. After thousands of years, can the sages be broken and succeeded, who can be sure?

"If this week is a wish to help the rain hall, I have to wait for the cloud to shoot!"

"You can no longer let the cloud fight against this week. Once Yunxiao completely offends Zhou Ming, I will wait until I want to help him to play for the rain temple."

The two took one step at a time, and they were prepared to stop the gambling of Yan Zun and Ning Fan.

No one knows that the two smelts have given birth to the mind of Ning Fan.

Ning Fan slowly put away the palm whirlpool, and seemed to feel deliciously licking his tongue, so pure fire power, at least let the sun and moon monument fill a 1% of the soul power.

Did not continue to kill the hands of Yan Zun, pumping his gods, touching his magic weapon, swallowing his fire, Ning Fan has been hurt and hurt.

With Ning Fan's personality, nature is unwilling to sneak into the enemy, but it is unwise to kill the rain temple in the face of thousands of people.

Even if you really want to kill, you should count on the sneak attack after the incident...

"Hand over three kinds of veins and demon fire." Ning Fan's cold voice can not be rejected.

"Impossible! You can't think about it! Haha! You can't take my position, can't!"

If the sacred form of ignorance is crazy, there is never a moment, and his killing of Ning Fan is so strong.

In the past, it was just to kill people, but at the moment it was to kill Ning Fan and wipe out the trouble!

Ning Fan threatened his position! Because Ning Fan is an emperor in the fire, not afraid of fire, if he is alive, the rain temple will no longer need himself, and he will lose the full strength of the rain temple!

"The technique of virtual fire, three fires!"

Yan Zun’s eyes are already blood red, he must kill Ning Fan before the two smelt and make good Ning Fan!

(1/3) (to be continued..)