Peerless God of War

"Rampant boy, I'll let you know what the consequences are if you annoy me."

Yan ningsen's cold voice came out. The white bone sedan chair changed and became extremely red. The runes on it flickered and suppressed it towards the ancient wind.

The evil spirit was shrouded in the dark wind, and the whole heaven and earth was shrouded in the terrible dark wind. All the people are crazy and flat. This white bone sedan chair is not a real sedan chair, but the white bone cage, the secret treasure of Yan devil hall. Once trapped in the white bone cage, even the strong in the soul state can't take it out. In the end, they will only be sucked out of their blood essence and die.

Gu Feng's face was slightly frozen. He also knew the strength of the white bone cage and didn't dare to be careless. The purple lightning sword in his hand flickered with purple thunder, and the sound of the sword came out. The long sword in his hand stabbed out and rushed towards the white bone cage.

"Boom"

The purple thunder was long, the thunder clouds were billowing, and countless thunders fell, scattering the Yin wind. Then the long sword stabbed out and fell with countless purple thunder. At that moment, the sword was bright, the thunder roared, and the great world was in full bloom.

"Hum!"

Seeing the ancient wind, he was merciless... Yan Ning snorted coldly, his palm moved, and a white bone long gun appeared in his hand. The white bone spear is full of evil spirit, and there are mottled blood stains on it. Those are obviously not new blood stains, but do not know how long they have existed, but even so, those blood stains still have palpitating energy fluctuations.

"Kill." Yan Ning roared and jumped out of the white bone cage. This is a ghostly robe with countless ghost symbols on it. This is a very pale young man. His sunken pupils are shining with ghost light. It looks like it makes people's hair tremble.

With a sneer at the corners of his mouth, the white bone spear pierced out and surged with evil spirit.

Shua Shua!

Once the attack was blocked, Gu Feng's eyes flashed, and the violent attack broke out again in an instant. The purple lightning sword in his hand stabbed Yan Ning.

"Ping Ping"

A burst of sword shadow and gun shadow are constantly intertwined in the air. The powerful treasures of the two swords are constantly colliding in the air, sparks are splashing, and the powerful energy fluctuation is spreading around.

On the huge square, countless eyes also gathered here. With the fight between the two, some strong people with good eyes also became dignified with the fight between the two. In this short moment, the two fought no less than a hundred times, but the ancient style did not fall in the wind, blocking all Yan Ning's attacks.

At this time, everyone understood why the ancient wind was not afraid of Yan Ning, because he had such cultivation. The sound of uproar came, and some people even sounded the fear of the old wind by the blood demon spirit and the wolf canopy. This is really a surprising teenager.

Among the crowd, Shen Lingshan's charming eyes flashed brilliantly, staring at the ancient style of constantly fighting with Yan Ning in the sky, and said, "mother-in-law, what do you think now?"

Behind Shen Lingshan, the old woman also looked shocked. It was only a few days. The boy called ancient style was so strong. The momentum of his body is absolutely the triple of soul forging realm, and there can be no mistake.

"Terrible." the old woman sighed in her heart. The young man's talent is really terrible. In a short period of time, he was actually qualified to fight with Tianjiao like Yan Ning.

"The young lady's unique vision and ability to know people make me ashamed." the old woman looked ashamed. If the young man called ancient style had no accident, his future achievements would be extraordinary.

"The ability to know people? I'm afraid I can't compare with sister Shui." Shen Lingshan sighed secretly. When she first saw the ancient style, she saw that the ancient style must not be ordinary. That's her special ability. Even her teacher doesn't know such ability. But she didn't expect that the ancient style would be so extraordinary.

In contrast, shuiqianrou seems to have great confidence in the ancient style.

"Hiss!"

In the sky, the sharp sword flashed past Yan Ning's ear like lightning. Yan Ning quickly dodged, but even so, a strand of hair was cut off.

"Ha."

Yan Ning's face sank and quickly turned around. The bone gun in his hand also stabbed the ancient wind's chest. Zidian sword took the sword flower and collided with the bone gun in the air. At the same time, he clenched his left hand and blasted the right foot kicked by Yan Ning.

The low and muffled sound came out, and the energy storm swept through. They also went back more than ten feet.

"I have some abilities. I dare not be so arrogant. It's really different from the previous guys, but that's all." Yan Ning took the long hair falling from the air with his palm, stared at the ancient wind with cold eyes and said slowly. This time, it was obvious that he had suffered a dark loss, which made his face a little gloomy.

Gu Feng's body is straight, the purple electric sword in his hand is puffing and puffing the purple awn, and the thunder is winding, and the momentum is still very strong. His spiritual power roared and churned, and the momentum made him a little better than Yan Ning, the strong man with the triple peak of soul forging realm.

"My ability is more than that. Now retreat, I can think that nothing has happened before." Gu Feng said calmly, but there was a trace of anger in his words. It's also very angry for anyone to be spoiled by such an unprovoked attack.

"Ha ha, you've spoiled me. Your combat power is good, but many times, if you can fight beyond your level, it doesn't mean you are qualified to fight with me." Yan ningsen's cold voice came, and his hands suddenly sealed. A starry sky appeared above his head. Six stars twinkled and roared out with a dark wind.

The ancient wind looked at the starry sky, and a dignified color flashed in his eyes. The starry sky was shrouded in mist. It's like a dead place, which makes people tremble.

"Actually forced Yan Ning to use the star life grid?" countless people at the scene exclaimed, looking at the ancient wind's eyes full of dignified color.

"Ancient wind, you can force me to this, even if I die, I can be proud." Yan Ning's cold eyes twinkled, his hands were sealed, countless Yin winds rolled out, and the stars twinkled in the sky, as if there was a sound of ghost roaring.

The black light shrouded half of the sky, and everyone's eyes were attracted by Yan Ning. Those black lights flickered and continued to converge on Yan Ning. Finally, it turned into a ghost claw of about one foot.

The ghost claw appeared, and the surrounding space was turbulent. Unexpectedly, it was broken slowly because it couldn't bear the power above.