Boom!
Long Zifeng kicked Song Ning's head, and Song Ning flew out a dozen feet against the bottom end of the sea of fire. Although this foot did not harm him, it splashed a lot of ashes on the ground. These ashes covered Song Ning's whole body, and at this time Song Ning was like a person crawling out of a mud pit.
"Untouchables, my feet can actually be touched by your dirty hand!" Long Zifeng felt disgusted, his body flicked, and next to Song Ning next moment, the sword in his hand was raised again, even if it was beheaded, he still felt Awkward, the sister's body is seen by this person, and he is most concerned about this sister, so far he has not been able to succeed, but he was first seen by him.
Just when Longzifeng had just stood firm, Song Ning suddenly bounced from the ground, trying to fight with this Longzifeng, but Song Ning had just left the ground, but only felt that another blow came from behind.
This time, he felt that all the bones in his body appeared cracked.
Boom!
He was smashed heavily on the ground, his face fell deep into the ashes, and he took a bite of ashes.
Click ...
The old man was about to take back the firearm in his hand, but his pupil shrank suddenly, his eyes showing incredible colors.
Firearms ... even broken!
The texture of this firearm is known to everyone in their family, but now it is broken by three consecutive blows?
"Master, do it quickly, this person is too weird!" The old man breathed in one breath, and even felt a chill. He had never seen a person with such a hard body. If it is unusual, this firearm is broken, then the other party is afraid that it has become one. The beach is muddy, but now the other party seems okay, but the firearm broke first.
Long Zifeng no longer hesitated when he heard the words, holding the sword in both hands and thrusting his neck towards Song Ning.
Song Ning was hit three times in a row, even though his new flesh and blood contained the extremely cold body of ice bone powder, even though the entire skeleton in his body was the bone of a giant, he was also sore at this time , As painful as a break, unable to hold up at all.
Uh.
This sword fell at a fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached an inch behind Song Ning's neck, unable to resist, and there was only one way to die.
"If you want to resist, you are still ten thousand years away!" Long Zifeng was angry and stabbed fiercely.
Zheng!
But when his sword tip was only half an inch away from Song Ning's neck, a red blood suddenly flew out of Song Ning's storage ring. The red light was extremely fast, and immediately fell behind Song Ning. At the neck, only the sound of a collision of ironware was heard. The wrist of Long Zifeng was shaken, and the long sword in his hand was almost shocked.
At this time, I saw a translucent sword erected on Song Ning's neck, and the sword body was tightly attached to Song Ning's body. Half of this sword body was transparent, and the other half seemed to be infused with blood. Shaking, as if flowing.
Burning Sky Sword!
Burning Sky Sword Jian Ling intended to protect the Lord, even though the sword spirit was asleep, Burning Sky Sword followed Song Ning to kill so many creatures, he already had a trace of consciousness, although there was no spiritual wisdom, but at this critical moment in the Lord's life By the time, I already knew to take the initiative to block the master.
Song Ningben did not want to take out the Burning Sky Sword. He was afraid that the high temperature would affect the Burning Sky Sword, but he forgot that this Burning Sky Sword is one of the three ancient artifacts of the ancient battlefield. The killing is endless, and death means If the coldness of the sky-burning sword emanates, it can completely resist the high temperature of the sea of fire.
"Burn and burn the sky sword!" Long Zifeng's mother and mother retreated three consecutive steps. At this time, even the old man couldn't help but retreat. When they saw this burning sword, they seemed to remember something. , With a terrifying look in his eyes.
Clang.
Burning Sky Sword inserted on the ground, Song Ning supported his hands, got up from the ashes, gently wiped the ashes from his face, and with the other hand pulled out the Burning Sky Sword, with blood on his corners, his mouth raised high .
Buzz!
Fen Tianjian was shocked, and Song Ning slashed at Long Zifeng.
The old man's brow furrowed, and he was immediately overjoyed: "Master, kill him, the sword spirit is sleeping in this sky-burning sword, killing him, and taking the sky-burning sword. Today he is getting the Suzaku lineage, Chi Yanhai is worthwhile! "
Originally, that Long Zifeng was still a bit afraid of Song Ning, but now he heard this old man's words, and he was determined.
The old man turned over his hand and took out another magic weapon. He threw it at Song Ning.
Song Ning is accustomed to this old man's sneak attack. At this time, although he noticed that this magic weapon is coming, he is unable to dodge, but the other party is too strong. Now his trick is nothing but sway, and this magic weapon is about to fall on Song Ning. At the time, Song Ning's body was slightly on the side, even though the magic weapon was still hitting Song Ning, the direction of Song Ning's being smashed and flying changed.
Long Zifeng thought that Song Ning was rushing towards him, but he didn't expect Song Ning to fly away by the attack of the old man. At this time, he was flying to the direction where Suzaku phantom was.
Qiang!
The Suzaku phantom is formed at this time, it spreads its arms and rises into the sky. At the moment when it rises into the sky, its eyes fall on Song Ning ’s storage ring. Before that, when he looked at Song Ning ’s, It is Song Ning's storage ring.
There seems to be some attraction in the storage ring, and Suzaku flew away at Song Ning.
"Suzaku Inheritance!" At this time, the woman who had been watching next to it couldn't help it anymore. She popped up several magic techniques. These fairy techniques went straight to Song Ning, but it was just that these fairy techniques were about to fall on Song Ning. At that time, I saw that Suzaku's phantom had fallen beside Song Ning.
Qiang!
There was another hissing, but it was as if there was extreme anger in this hissing, Suzaku's phantom spread out his wings and guarded beside Song Ning. Between these wings flapping, Song Ning's body quickly retreated, and at the same time, the fire in Baiyan District The wind rolled wildly, and huge vortices appeared at once.
Song Ning keeps retreating in the direction of Fanyan District, and the Suzaku has been standing beside Song Ning, even Long Fu's several magical attacks have fallen on Suzaku's phantom, although it is obvious that Suzaku's phantom is injured, However, Song Ning was not injured.
"Long Fu!" Long Zifeng was mad, if the Suzaku inheritance was robbed by a spirit monk in this way, what other face did he live in the world?
"Brother Long, merge!" The woman came to Long Zifeng's side during her speech and raised her hand on Long Zifeng's shoulder, which seemed to pass on some power to Long Zifeng.
However, the power generated by the fanfling of Suzaku's wings is too strong, but it is just a blink of an eye. Song Ning has reached the edge of Baiyan District.
For Youlan Continent, they can enter the Baiyan District from the Fanyan District, but for the previous world, they can't cross the Baiyan District at all. Now if Song Ning leaves the Baiyan District, they will never find Song again today. Ning where.
Just when Song Ning was standing on the edge of Baiyan District, and when she was one foot back, it was Fanyan District. Suddenly, a hand appeared at Song Ning's neckline and suddenly grabbed Song Ning's neck!
[The author's digression]: 2/5