Chapter 1398: Warfare

The first thousand three hundred and ninety-eight chapters

"Yue Feng is a half-step creation, you are not his opponent, I stopped him, you go first!"

Jianxi came to Ningqi's cold road, the voice just fell, Yue Feng's offensive has arrived, Ning Qi smiled, but it was the sword west to pull behind him, greeted Yue Yue.

"Half-step creation! Let me see how powerful it is, how strong it is!"

Ning Qi laughed loudly, and his body suddenly soared. The fire of the ancient emperor's law was full, and the majestic spirit of the gods filled the arms of Ning Qi.

Constant empty sword!

In the void, there was a black gap, like a piece of black ink on a piece of white paper.

boom!

Centered on Ningqi and Yuefeng, the strong aftershocks swept away in all directions, and the monks who hid outside the hundred miles turned and fled in horror.

Ning Qi can feel strongly that the other party's creative power is decomposing his fairy spirit, but the decomposition speed is very slow.

"If it is not the rules of the heavens here, the power of this creation will be the opponent of the spirit of the spirit!"

Ning Qi stood faceless in the face of Jian Xi, and Yue Feng, looked at Ning Qi with amazement.

"He... can you play against the existence of a half-step creation level?"

Jianxi came to look at Ning Qi, the unchanging eyes of the ancients, flashed a trace of surprise.

"What is that guy coming to?"

"I am afraid that it is a half-step of the new!"

"So young, I can't believe it. I just spoke to him!"

The monks who had escaped hundreds of miles away were shocked to look at Ning Qi.

"What the **** are you? Half-step creation?"

Yue Feng cold channel.

The monks of Putuozong have withdrawn from a certain distance and presented a state of encirclement. They surrounded Ningqi and Jianxi in the middle. They looked at Ningqi’s eyes full of jealous colors, and they were able to confront the lord and explain each other’s Repair, it is likely to be half-step!

"You are not killing me? Come."

Ning Qi smiled.

Yue Feng's look changed slightly. "There may be some misunderstandings between us. Jianxi came to grab a secret treasure of Putuozong. You asked him to hand over things. Today is the case!"

"Are you not crazy? Kill me first, but also suppress her? You want that kind of thing, come over now, you can kill me, things are yours."

Ning Qi smiled.

"It looks like, you are not giving a little face? Good! Then let me know, your trick!"

In Yue Feng’s eyes, there was a strong killing, and the voice just fell. His figure had already appeared in front of Ningqi. At the same time, a giant python broke out from the ground and bite away.

This giant body is red, his eyes are red, and it has a hint of fortune. The speed is fast, and even the nearby voids are showing signs of tearing.

It is Yue Feng’s ‘blood law’!

"dead!"

Yue Feng snorted, and the double fists mixed with the power of creation, and Chao Ningqi squatted.

To the master of this position, the fight is the power of creation, Yue Feng believes that the other side is a half-step creation, but it has not just been a breakthrough, it can never be his opponent.

As for those stronger creators, the means they possess are unpredictable, and such a realm, Yue Feng has not yet reached, and naturally it is not qualified to practice that kind of magic!

The most insidious point of Yue Feng is his offensive. He also covers the swordsman. If Ning Qi is against him, then the **** law must be swallowed up by the sword. If Ning Qi is going to save, he must bear His blow.

"Break!"

The dragon knives appeared in the hands of Ningqi, and they went to the blood with a knife. The spirit of the spirit on this knife is even thicker than the one that just played with Yue Feng, plus the sharpness of the dragon sword, the **** head. A face-to-face was smashed by Ning Qi. At the same time, his back was blocked in front of Jian Xi and was boxed by Yue Feng.

The terrible power of fortification, tearing on Ning Qi, as if to tear him into pieces, but the spirit of the fairy spirit also boiled at this moment, constantly repairing the wounds that were torn by the force of creation, Ning Qi Through the strength of Yue Feng’s fist, the sword was held in his arms, and it hit a distant mountain with a cannonball. The whole mountain peak was broken.

"Damn!"

There were blood surges in Yue Feng’s mouth. The anger in his eyes, a few want to erupt, I couldn’t think of it, and the other party could smother his **** scorpion.

The broken head directly dissipated between the heavens and the earth, and the **** law of the head was lost. The breath suddenly weakened several times. Ningqi’s knife directly cut off the pains of Yue Feng for thousands of years. How can he not? angry?

"metropolitan!"

The Putuo Zong monk flew over some tension.

"I'm fine, I will bring the man's body and the sword to me."

Yue Feng snorted.

"Yes!"

The Putuo Zong monks heard that they had flew to the mountain where the waist was broken. Perhaps it was for the sake of rushing. Their speed was faster than one, but they had not reached the mountain, but they suddenly fell to the ground. Some people reacted and prepared. Turning around and running, but unfortunately it is too late, a fairy spirit, instantly penetrates his chest, the vitality of the law, almost dead, under this trick, completely destroyed, extinct.

"He is not dead?"

Yue Feng slightly stunned, the anger in his eyes gradually faded, and changed to dignified.

No matter what kind of law-related monks, as long as they are hit by the half-step creation level, there must be no reason to survive. After all, the power of creation can easily dispel the vitality and the power of the other side, and the only one that can withstand the creation. The power is the power of creation itself, or some treasures that contain the power of creation!

Only half of the peaks were left. Ning Qi took the sword and came out, and the cold and the Yue Feng confronted him. On him, a black crack appeared from time to time, and immediately burst into the air of the fairy spirit. Repair one by one.

"You, let me go..."

The cold sound rang in the ear.

Ning Qi glimpsed a little, looked down at him, because he is now very big, Jianxi is in his arms, just like a child, just the expression of Jianxi to this time, some are not very good-looking.

After the reaction, Ning Qi smiled, his arm was lightly loose, and Jianxi came to step on the white lotus, standing next to Ning Qi.

"Who are you in the end? The breath of your body can resist the power of my creation?"

Yue Feng watched Ning Qi with vigilance.

Ning Qi did not care for him, but smiled at Jianxi: "Swords, then you stand a little farther, lest I should kill him when it is too big."

Jian Xilai has already been convinced that Ning Qi does have the strength to fight against Yue Feng, and nodded faintly, and turned back hundreds of miles.

"You have been talking nonsense since the beginning, are you afraid of it?"

Ning Qi looked at Yue Feng, and his mouth twitched with a mocking smile.