Ding Tian can reach the Tianyuan Realm at such an age, how can he be a mediocre person of the Son of Heaven. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He also realized that today's things were difficult to be good, so he made a threat, trying to remind Ning Chuan - he was a strong man in the Tianyuan Realm, and Ning Chuan was just a cultivator in the Martial Yuan Realm!

"The road is your own choice, but how you want to go depends on yourself!"

Ning Chuan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he had already given Ding Tian a chance, but he didn't cherish it, so don't blame Ning Chuan for killing him under his men.

Ning Chuan does not kill innocent people, but he will never be the slightest softer when it comes to the great evil! From the moment he cultivated the Great Silence Extinction Decision, he had already decided that Ning Chuan's life was to punish evil and traitors!

"Insolent!"

Looking at Ning Chuan's arrogant appearance, Ding Tian, who was arrogant, could not bear it, all the yuan power in his body was mobilized, and the momentum on his body reached a peak state.

But the three-foot silver silk in Ning Chuan's body, Ding Tian's might, to him, is nothing at all!

You must know that Ning Chuan has seen the existence of the Yue Tian Yuan Realm, how could the power of the early Tian Yuan Realm overwhelm him.

"Destruction Palm!"

Ding Tian's eyes widened angrily, his hands flew over, and he kept pinching the seal, and the black light in his hands was magnificent, and a breath of destruction came to his nose.

"Sting!"

As his voice fell, the clothes on his body were torn, his muscles were bulging, his muscles were bruised, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his face.

The momentum of this punch is even more violent than the Purple Wind Fist, this is definitely his strongest blow!

Ding Tian didn't believe that Ning Chuan could rely on the realm of the Great Perfection of the Wuyuan Realm to withstand such a powerful attack. He made a desperate bet and vowed to kill Ning Chuan, only in this way could he leave safely today.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Ning Chuan frowned slightly, the aura brought by the Destruction Palm was indeed not to be underestimated, and it was also worthy of his serious response.

Murmuring softly, Ning Chuan didn't speak, and the rolling thunder in his hand gradually condensed, it was the mixed yuan running thunder palm. Bolts of lightning swirled in his palms, ready to be swung at any moment!

"Go!"

At this time, the Destruction Palm in Ding Tian's hand was also ready, he shouted angrily, pushed forward with both hands, and a dark gray palm shot out, extremely fast!

"Drink!"

What answered him was Ning Chuan's burst of applause, and with a wave of his big hand, the power of thunder and lightning between his hands swayed out, without retreating or avoiding at all, and collided with the Destruction Palm.

The Destruction Palm dispersed the breath of destruction, but the power of the Mixed Yuan Thunder Palm was the most yang and strong, and it instantly participated in the Destruction Palm. The strength of the two is equal, and it is impossible to distinguish which is stronger and which is weaker for a while, and the sound of explosions sounded from time to time, one gray and one blue, intertwined with each other, showing a strange sense of battle.

But from the faces of the two, it can be seen that Ning Chuan is slightly superior. The power of the Destruction Palm is not something that Ding Tian can control at all, if it weren't for the fact that it was already a matter of life and death at this time, what would he say, he would not have used the Destruction Palm.

Although the power of the Destruction Palm is extremely domineering, the load on the body is also extremely heavy, in other words, it is not that Ding Tian's Yuan Force cannot be exerted to destroy it, but that his ** can't withstand such a domineering martial arts!

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Ding Tian, who had not been able to attack for a long time, shouted hysterically, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, attached to his martial arts.

The black light of the Broken Palm was even worse, and it seemed to have a hint of wanting to break through Ning Chuan's attack. Ning Chuan was not panicked, his eyes were cold, and a Yuan Force shot out again in his hand, merging into the Mixed Yuan Thunder Palm!

Rumble!

The Mixed Yuan Thunder Palm was like a broken foot, and the offensive that was already close to rout flashed in an instant, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, and it gradually turned into a crushing palm. Under the shroud of thunder and lightning, the destruction palm turned into two, and after mid-air, it turned into a puff of green smoke and drifted around!

"Poof!"

The attack was broken, and another mouthful of blood erupted from Ding Tian's mouth. But the Mixed Yuan Thunder Palm did not stop attacking, and the next moment, he was already drowned in the sky and the earth by thunder and lightning!

"Ahhh

In the midst of the thunder and lightning, there was a desperate shout, Ning Chuan had no intention of looking at him, gathered the momentum on his body, and prepared to turn around and leave.

Ding Tianqiang's action is to destroy the palm, and now the destruction palm is broken, and the power of the backlash is also huge, and then he is baptized by thunder and lightning, even if he can live, I am afraid that his cultivation will be wasted.

If they provoked Ning Chuan, Ning Chuan would not have killed the killer, but he did provoke Ning Chuan. Ning Chuan, who didn't have any good feelings about this kind of arrogance and domineering, and was as vicious as hatred, directly suppressed him.

Looking at Ding Tian in the midst of thunder and lightning, among the onlookers, no one was willing to come to the rescue. Even the so-called Unintentional Sect cultivator was watching from the sidelines at this time, completely lacking his previous enthusiasm.

Ning Chuan's martial arts hit Ding Tian, and it also hit him in the face, and his face was also as deep as water at this time. Not long ago, he also admired Ding Tian's extraordinary strength, and in the blink of an eye, he was suppressed by Ning Chuan, what is this not Chi Guoguo's slap in the face?

"Little friend, please stay!"

Just as Ning Chuan was leaving, an old man in green clothes walked out, smiled, and continued: "Xiaoyou's strength is so strong, and the strength of his body is even stronger, I don't know if he is interested in joining our Iron Bone Sect?"

"It's the Iron Bone Sect!"

After hearing this, many martial artists exclaimed, this Iron Bone Sect is too powerful compared to the Wuxin Sect. The Heartless Sect is just a third-rate sect, but the Iron Bone Sect is a veritable second-rate sect. Although it can't be compared to first-class sects such as the Qiushui Sect, in terms of strength, it can definitely crush the Heartless Sect.

"I'm just a Martial Yuan Realm Great Perfection cultivator, and I really can't afford the invitation of the Iron Bone Sect!"

Ning Chuan didn't even look back, and said unhappily. For the old man in green in front of him, Ning Chuan could clearly remember that when he didn't show his full strength, he had already made sarcastic remarks on the sidelines.

Zhuge Liang beforehand, and after the fact, Ning Chuan didn't have a good impression at all. But the strength of the other party was strong, and Ning Chuan didn't want to be easily offended, so after saying a word, he strode forward and left this enemy.

And at this time, the power of the Mixed Yuan Thunder Palm also passed, revealing Ding Tian in the thunder and lightning. At this time, he was lying on the ground in a strange posture, bleeding from his seven orifices, losing all the vitality on his body, and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

"Hmph, if you don't want to join, join in!"

After Ning Chuan left a distance of about a hundred meters, the old man in Tsing Yi looked at Ning Chuan's back, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

As long as Ning Chuan can be captured into the Iron Bone Sect, with the unique magic skills in the sect, Ning Chuan will definitely be able to work for the Iron Bone Sect with all his heart.

Ning Chuan left, and the surrounding onlookers gradually dispersed, heading all the way towards Zhongzhou, and talked about the previous battle from time to time.

"Uncle Feng, let's hurry up! That old man in Tsing Yi may not give up so easily!"

Ning Chuan could lower his voice, and the pace under his feet quickened a lot, and he said to Feng Chuangu.

Although there are countless people in ancient times, Ningchuan has the breath of heaven and earth, and he is more sensitive to the capture of breath. Just when he refused to be an easy old man, he already felt a trace of killing intent, which made him have to be cautious.

"You're saying he's going to be like Li Jiu......"

Feng Chuangu thought of this possibility for the first time, and he also did not delay under his feet, and walked forward quickly.

Whether it is a family or a sect, genius cultivators are extremely precious to them. Because as long as one genius appears, he can lead an entire family or sect to glory.

Although they didn't know how strong the Iron Bone Sect was, they could tell from the name that it was a sect that was famous for refining flesh bodies. And Ning Chuan's incomparably strong ** strength is obviously their target.

Ning Chuan refused the invitation of the Iron Bone Sect, and it was very likely that he would be forcibly captured by the Iron Bone Sect like Feng Xueyi.

And the easy old man followed behind Ning Chuan and the two unhurriedly, always maintaining a distance. Ning Chuan is fast, he is also fast, Ning Chuan is slow, he is also slow, like kraft candy, just following the two of them.

"I'm afraid, we're really being targeted by him!"

Half a day later, the sky also darkened, Ning Chuan found a place not far from the road, rested, and then the two talked softly.

"Do you want to kill them?"

A fine light flashed in Feng Chuangu's eyes, and he had seen that the old man in Tsing Yi was in the same realm as him. If he really fights, with Feng Chuangu's current cultivation of swordsmanship, it is not surprising that he can be killed.

"Forget it, we haven't gone to Zhongzhou yet, if we rashly offend a sect, our future road will be very difficult!"

After pondering for a long time, Ning Chuan reluctantly gave up. It's not that he didn't think about killing the old man in Tsing Yi behind him, but now that he is approaching Zhongzhou, there are more and more cultivators on the road, and it is impossible to kill the old man silently.

Now their only way is to be cautious, enter the land of Zhongzhou, and then join a sect, so that he will not have a chance to entangle Ning Chuan and the two.

"Chuan'er, I'll keep vigil tonight! You can rest in peace, and in another day, we will be able to arrive in Zhongzhou." At that time, you don't have to worry about him!"

It is not for nothing that Feng Chuangu took the initiative to ask for a vigil. If Ning Chuan keeps vigil, I'm afraid that the easy old man behind him will be able to kidnap Ning Chuan without knowing it!

Ning Chuan also knew the situation in front of him, and did not postpone it, after filling his stomach, he released the breath of heaven and earth, and then slowly entered the dream.

"Unless you join our Iron Bone Sect, you can only stay here forever!"

The consciousness of the old man in Tsing Yi had been on Ning Chuan's body, and he naturally heard their conversation at this time, and in the night, the light in his eyes was particularly terrifying.