Chapter 57 Great War on Ning Feng

"Mu Lan, I heard that you introduced Lu Ming here. It seems that you don't have a good eye. Although Lu Ming is talented, he is too arrogant. This is a sign of early death."

Ning Kong looked at Mu Lan and said coldly.

Mu Lan curled his lips and said, "I think your precious son is the one who died early."

"Hmph, really? I hope you can say it later."

Ning Kong snorted, waved his sleeve and sat down.

Whoosh!

Ning feng moved and jumped off the stand, his body as light as a swallow.

After a few leaps in a row, Ning feng crossed more than 50 meters and appeared on the vermillion bird stage.

"What a handsome figure. This ning feng has been practicing martial arts for many years. As expected, it is not to be underestimated. This yellow inferior figure, swallows three times drinking water, has been trained to the fifth level."

"Ning feng had his father's hands-on training and many years of training. It's normal to have this level, but how long has that Lu Ming been a beginner? Aside from that, he's definitely no match for Ning feng in terms of martial arts!"

"Not bad!"

The surrounding disciples were discussing.

"Lu ming is here!"

At this moment, a disciple called out.

Sure enough, Lu Ming walked along a mountain path with Pang Shi and Hua Chi.

"I didn't expect that lu ming really dared to drive?"

"Hmph, he's just looking for death. I don't think he can even handle brother ning's ten moves."

"Ten moves? I think it's good to catch three."

A few disciples beside Ning Kong were laughing.

Lu Ming walked over and the crowd naturally dispersed. Lu Ming stepped onto the vermillion bird stage and stood opposite Ning feng.

"Haha, Lu Ming, you really dare to come. I thought you would hide in the dormitory and be a coward."

Ning feng looked at lu ming and said scornfully.

"Ning feng, do you deserve it?"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Whether you deserve it or not, you will know in a moment. Lu Ming, stepping on the battle platform of the vermillion bird is a battle of life and death. Hehe, now you want to regret it, it's too late."

Ning feng sneered.

"You talk too much nonsense. Hurry up and do it. I hope you don't disappoint me."

Lu ming said.

"Haha, let you down?"

Ning feng laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke.

Ning feng, who had been in the Vermillion bird courtyard for five years, was not particularly talented, but not weak.

Now, there was a newcomer who had only been at the entrance for more than a month who said in front of him that he hoped not to disappoint him.

Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous.

Immediately, Ning feng's face darkened and said, "Since you are anxious to die, I will fulfill you. Today, let me crush your confidence and your self-esteem."

Ning fengsen smiled coldly, moved and slapped lu ming.

A layer of black light filled the palm of his hand. His real breath burst out, accompanied by a loud roar.

Yellow inferior martial arts, black rock palm.

"Is that all you have? You want to crush me too?"

Lu Ming smiled and punched.

Flaming Dragon Fist, a punch, a hot breath filled the air, there was a faint sound of the Long Yin.

The fist was as heavy as a mountain, and it was unstoppable. It slammed heavily into Ning feng's palm.

Touch!

Fists and palms met, and a violent roar erupted, and a wave of hot air swept out in all directions.

The two of them split up with one strike, and a figure retreated three steps in a row with a' bang'.

This figure was actually Ning feng.

Everyone was stunned. How could Ning feng be repelled by a single move?

From the breath that Ning feng had just revealed, Ning feng had already exploded into the sixth peak of martial arts.

The sixth pinnacle of the martial arts master was actually kicked back by Lu Ming. It was incredible. How could Lu Ming be so powerful?

Ning feng's eyes were filled with shock. He didn't expect Lu Ming to be so strong.

"Good, good. Brother Lu Ming is very powerful."

Pang Shi shouted in the crowd.

On the stand, Mu Lan's eyes flashed and a smile appeared on his face. He looked at ning kong and said, "It seems that Lu Ming is better than him."

"Hmph, it's still early to say this!"

Ning Kong snorted.

"This Lu Ming's talent is amazing. Kill him. Kill him today, or I won't have a place in the Vermillion bird courtyard in the future!"

On the vermillion bird stage, Ning feng roared in his heart.

Clang!

The long sword unsheathed.

"The wind demon sword technique - the wind rises and the clouds rise."

At this moment, Ning feng showed his sharp edge, and his sword qi, which was as sharp as practice, suddenly burst out. It was like a flash of surprise.

Lu Ming sneered, and the sword also came out of its sheath. The sword's breath flowed like light, cutting through the air and roaring out.

This sword was not a Black edge sword, but the one his father left behind, the Celestial star sword.

Black edge sword is only a top-tier Black edge sword, and a fight with Ning feng is obviously not enough.

The sword that his father left behind, however, was a second-tier top-tier Spirit soldier, so that he could display his full strength.

Dang!

The two swords met and a thunderous roar erupted. The two men shook slightly and then fought together.

Dang! Dang...

War sword intersected, sword qi crisscrossed, and two figures were completely drowned by one line of the Sword light.

"Strong, strong. Lu Ming can really fight Ning feng."

"Ning feng's wind demon swordplay is a top yellow grade swordplay and has been trained to the fifth level. But Lu Ming can actually compete with Ning feng with his swordplay. His swordplay is just as good as Ning feng's. It's incredible."

"This battle, some have seen it."

Looking at the two people fighting on the vermillion bird stage, some old disciples found it difficult to calm down and began to talk.

"The wind demon sword technique - the wind cuts the world."

"Wind demon swordplay - hurricane destruction."

...

Ning feng's wind demon swordplay was endlessly unleashed.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought over fifty moves.

Dang!

With a loud noise, the two figures parted.

"Lu Ming, I admit that your strength is not bad. You can fight me to this extent, but today, you will die!"

"Now, let me show you my strength!"

Boom!

Ning feng suddenly let out a roar, then his breath was strong, and a wild mountain-like breath erupted from ning feng.

"Master seven, Ning feng has broken through to master seven."

"Lu Ming is finished. The seventh division is not comparable to the sixth division. Ning feng actually broke through. Then lu ming is dead."

"What a pity for a genius!"

"So what about geniuses? There are countless geniuses in the world. Every year, I don't know how many geniuses die. Geniuses who don't grow up don't count for anything."

As soon as Ning feng revealed his seven-fold cultivation, almost everyone thought that Lu Ming was finished.

On the stand, Mu Lan, Fengwu and others also showed shock and worry.

"Haha!"

Ning Kong laughed and said, "Mu Lan, I can't believe it. This time, Lu Ming will die!"

Mu Lan's eyes flashed, but she didn't respond. In fact, she wasn't sure.

Lu Ming, can you stop Ning feng?

"Lu Ming, let me show you my best fighting ability now, but the consequence you see is death!"

Ning feng laughed smugly, his body flashing with blood.

Blood spurt!

His bloodline was a level four bloodline, with a burst of blood and 40 % greater combat power.

"The wind demon sword technique - the wind rises and the clouds rise!"

Ning feng cut out his sword and the wind howled, turning into seven or eight Sword light chopped at lu ming.

The same move was several times more powerful than before.

"That's what makes it interesting!"

On the vermillion bird stage, Lu Ming narrowed his eyes and stomped heavily on the battle stage, his figure rushing out like lightning.

His breath also rose in the instant he rushed out.

(The end of this chapter)