The people of the war martial arts academy use a kind of array. Each of them flies a thunder on the sword and gathers into a huge thunder ball in the air.
The thunderclap, the thunderclap, gives the human feeling not to be underestimated.
"Fall!"
Li Ling roared and pressed down the sword of all the people in the war Military Academy.
"Cheering!"
The sound of cloth tearing, thunderous roar to, straight to Ning Xiaolei head top.
Ning Xiaolei looks up and looks at it calmly. Seeing this, he hums coldly: "small skill of carving insects."
Words fall, he hands together, display white elephant Pentium palm, a white elephant rushed to the sky.
"Click, click!"
Thunder and lightning hit the white elephant and exploded.
Surprisingly, with the power of thunder and lightning, it was impossible to break the white elephant.
"No, try your best."
Li Ling's face changed slightly and gave a loud order.
In the roaring sound, thunder and lightning fall faster and faster.
Ning Xiaolei is happy and fearless. His hand is like the wind, and the white elephant is galloping. If he wants to go up against the sky.
With the white elephant smashed, but followed by the white elephant, but gradually close to the thunder ball.
If you let the white elephant destroy the thunder ball, this array will not break, there is no time and no energy to continue to gather new thunder ball.
"Well, I don't believe it!"
Li Ling roars and looks ferocious. He didn't expect Ning Xiaolei to be so difficult.
From the beginning to the end, Ning Xiaolei is that pair of light color, as if did not put them in the eye at all.
Now that so many eyes are watching, it's related to the reputation of the war Academy. They have to work hard.
However, lightning still can't stop the white elephant.
As the first white elephant bumps into it, the one behind it follows.
At a certain moment, there was a loud noise, and the thunderbolt was smashed into pieces.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
At the moment when the thunder ball was broken, a series of hematemesis sounds sounded, and all the people in the war Martial Arts Academy were pale and fell to the ground powerlessly.
One exception is Li Ling.
Relying on his strong cultivation, he stood still without falling.
But his condition is not good at all. His face is pale, his mouth is bleeding, his legs are trembling, and he looks like he will fall to the ground at any time.
"Don't you want to catch me? Get up and go on!"
Ning Xiaolei turns his mouth and his eyes are indifferent.
For those who dare to offend themselves, Ning Xiaolei's principle has always been to strike mercilessly to the end.
"You..."
Li Ling was so angry that he couldn't help but sit down and fell to the ground.
Ning Xiaolei has no sympathy and hums coldly: "it's obvious to all that Huang Dong and I fought that day. If he didn't admit defeat, I could attack. Now you frame me up for beating Yanhuang people and trying to catch me. It's ridiculous."
"If the Military Academy of Yanhuang department is such a place where right and wrong are not separated, I really despise it."
Li Ling and others feel bad when they lose. When they hear Ning Xiaolei's words, many people are angry and spit out blood again.
Even if they are inferior to others, they will suffer humiliation. When did the war martial arts academy suffer this kind of loss.
Just then, a voice came from outside the hospital.
"Well said, but it's wrong for you to humiliate yourself even though you have won. Since it happened in our Yanhuang department, we have the right to deal with it."
As the voice fell, an old man came in. Beside him, there was a familiar person, Huang Dong.
At the moment of seeing Huang Dong, Ning Xiaolei guesses the identity of the old man. He should be Huang Dong's grandfather, Huang Dafeng, a semi fairyland expert.
"Oh, if you want to make excuses, it's useless for me to say anything. I don't talk much nonsense. Old man, if you want to catch me, you can show your ability."
Ning Xiaolei laughs and looks directly at Huang Dafeng without fear.