Peerless God of War

"Kill"

The ancient wind roared, the black dragon roared, and the world shook with it. A ferocious dragon appeared and roared towards Ning Xuan. The terrible power made the void collapse directly.

"Machete."

Ning Xuan's face was very dignified and roared. The long knife in his hand also exuded peerless power. The hegemonic power came from the long knife and trembled in the void.

Suddenly, a split fell, and a blade with only more than ten feet appeared. It was very deep, although it was not amazing. But Gu Feng looked at the blade, but his face became very dignified. He could feel that the power of Ning Xuan's knife was very terrible, even more terrible than that knife just now.

"Boom"

The giant dragon collided with the Dao Mang, and the huge dragon body was directly torn and turned into countless spiritual power light spots, which disappeared without a trace. The blade just became five feet in size, but the power above was still very terrible.

"Broken."

Put the Dragon shadow gun away, the glittering light bloomed on the antique palm, covered with silver scales, and his hands grabbed the knife like dragon claws.

The body of the real dragon has three layers: green scale, silver armor and gold armor. After continuous refining, the body of the real dragon has reached the realm of silver armor, and the strength of the body has been greatly improved. Although the scale armor of the whole body has not been turned into silver armor, its power is still very amazing.

His hands were like dragon claws. In Ning Xuan's creepy eyes, he grabbed the knife.

"Broken."

The low roar came from the mouth of the ancient wind again. On his hands, the silver light bloomed, as if there was a sound of dragon singing. Closely followed by the deep blade, it collapsed inch by inch, and finally disappeared without a trace. On the palm of the ancient wind, only a small wound was left, and there was no fresh blood flow.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, Ning Xuan seemed to be a ghost. The blade he wielded was extremely sharp. It was so easy to break it. It was too sensational.

"What a machete."

Gu Feng looked at Ning Xuan and his face was very dignified. If it weren't for his real dragon, he would have been cut off if he had not been promoted to the realm of silver armor.

"Now it's my turn to attack."

Gu Feng looked at Ning Xuan opposite and couldn't help grinning, but the smile looked ferocious in Ning Xuan's eyes, which made him feel cold all over.

"Shua."

The sound of the space being torn came, and the ancient wind's body shape disappeared in an instant. In an instant, it appeared on the side of Ning Xuan's body, and hit him heavily.

Aware of the ferocious power, Ning Xuan's face changed greatly, but it was too late to dodge. He could only block the sword in his hand in front of him.

"Bang"

The ancient wind's fist blew on the saber, and the terrible force swept through, and in an instant, it blew Ning Xuan out. Ning Xuan's face was pale, spewed a mouthful of blood in the air, and looked at the ancient wind's eyes with fear.

He never thought that the physical power of the ancient wind was so terrible that its power was much stronger. Spirit array, spirit power, and even physical power, the ancient wind had such terrible power that his heart trembled. What a terrible talent it is to be able to cultivate Tao in three years at such an age. Now Ning Xuan really regrets why he came to hunt down Gu Feng for Zhu Guo. Now he can't make sure that all of them will die here.

"Come again."

The ancient wind roared and flew towards ningxuan like a roc spreading its wings. The residual shadows appeared in the air. He appeared on the side of Ning Xuan. His right hand was like a dragon claw and grabbed it at his head.

The terrible power filled the air, and the space began to collapse under his claw. There was a broken void in the middle of his palm.

Ning Xuan's face changed greatly, and the long knife in his hand split out. The domineering swing filled the air and collided with the ancient claws in the air.

"Bang"

The ferocious and incomparable power convoluted and blasted Ning Xuan under the earth, and there was another scar in the palm of the ancient wind.

"Come out, I know you don't die so easily."

The ancient wind stood in the air and looked down at the pit hit by Ning Xuan. His voice said indifferently. The cold sound made the temperature between heaven and earth drop suddenly.

Ancient customs are arrogant, but he does have arrogant capital.

"Brother, I don't know how you will let me wait?"

Ning Xuan jumped out of the pit pale, looked at the ancient wind in the air, looked alert, and said in a low voice. Now in this situation, he has to admit defeat. He knows very well that it is impossible to defeat the ancient style only by his own strength. It's unknown whether you can even live in the hands of the ancient wind. If you combine the strength of several others, you may be able to kill the ancient wind, but now Xuanbai has been killed, and Qu fishy, Kuihu and demons are trapped in the dreamland, which can't help at all. Although he can awaken the three from the dreamland, it is obvious that the ancient style will never let him do that.

Looking at Ning Xuan, Gu Feng pulled a sarcastic smile from the corner of his mouth: "do you think I might let you go?"

Ning Xuan was stunned and followed his face. He knew very well what the ancient wind meant by this sentence. Zhu Guo was a local elixir, holding a great hand. If it is spread, I'm afraid it will make everyone crazy. That's why they will hunt down ancient customs all the way.

This is a big thing, and the only way to keep this secret is to make them all dead. Perhaps the old style had no such idea before, but the pursuit of Ning Xuan and others also angered the old style. He is not afraid of Ning Xuan and others. Since they want to kill them all, the ancient style will not be polite.

"Slow..."

Looking at the ancient wind coming, Ning Xuan's heart jumped. He could feel the killing intention of the ancient wind, which was like the essence, and made him feel a deep chill.

"Do you have any last words?"

Gu Feng raised his eyes and looked at Ning Xuan's last words with his cold eyes without any emotion. His voice was hoarse.

"Maybe there is another way."

Ning Xuan took a deep breath and looked at the ancient wind and said slowly.

"What?" the ancient wind said indifferently.

"You have six Zhu fruits, and we have five people here. You only need one to give us one, so we promise to keep this secret." Ning Xuan looked at the ancient wind and said.

"Here you are? Just let you keep this secret?" Gu Feng looked at him like a fool and said, "do you think I would be so stupid?"