There is such a saying in time: Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish! And the old man in Tsing Yi behind him obviously believes in this sentence. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Novels.23txt.

The combat effectiveness shown by Ning Chuan perfectly interprets what it means to be powerful. A cultivator who can fight across the realm, if he can't be used by the Iron Bone Sect, then no matter if Ning Chuan joins any of the plus factions, it will be a threat to the old man in Tsing Yi.

Either surrender or choose death, this is the choice that the old man gave to Ning Chuan.

At midnight, everything is silent, leaving only a little starlight in the sky and a crescent moon. In the middle of the night, it is undoubtedly the easiest to sound relatives, and at this time, the wind is ancient, and I think of the wind and snow clothes.

After a month or two, the scene of Li Jiu coming to the door to rob the wind and snow clothes is vivid, even if the wind shakes the sky, it can't resist the crazy Li Jiu. If it weren't for the last-minute moment, Li Jiu had inexplicably escaped, I am afraid that he, Ning Chuan, Feng Zhentian, and even the entire Feng family would have fallen into ruin.

Although Feng Chuangu didn't usually say it, he hated it! hated that he couldn't protect his closest daughter, and could only watch her being snatched away from her eyes, which was a kind of pain of separation of flesh and blood!

The moment he stepped out of Liuyun City, he decided in his heart that no matter what the price, he would save Fengxue Yi. He has a daughter in the snow suit, it can be said that the snow suit is all he has, even if he gives his life, he will not hesitate to do it.

Therefore, in the Valley of the Wicked, Feng Chuangu gritted his teeth, and under Fang Weiji's attack, he humbly learned Fang Weiji's sword moves. In order to one day, he will be able to kill the Qiushui faction and rescue Fengxueyi.

As if feeling the depression of Feng Chuan Gu's mood, Ning Chuan slowly opened his eyes and said softly: "Uncle Feng, don't worry! Xueyi, I will save it with my own hands!"

Ning Chuan's voice was flat, but this was Ning Chuan's promise, his promise to Fengchuangu, and even more so to the people he loved.

The land of Zhongzhou is controlled by the five major schools, although they are very weak now, but Ning Chuan is still young, and one day, Ning Chuan will personally rescue Feng Xueyi from the dire situation.

"Yo he, I can't imagine that the two of you are still people who value love and righteousness!"

A voice came from the darkness, and in two or three breaths, a dark shadow appeared in front of the two of them, and they didn't even need to look, they already knew that the person in front of them was the old man in Tsing Yi during the day.

Ning Chuan frowned, it was still here that it was time to come. Although he was unhappy in his heart, he still said: "The senior's heart, the younger generation's heart." But the younger generation is stupid and dull, but it is just a great consummation of the Wuyuan Realm, and it really doesn't bother the seniors. ”

What Ning Chuan said was vague, but the meaning was already very obvious - I don't want to join the Iron Bone Sect, please go back.

"It's a shame to interrupt late at night. To tell you the truth, although Xiaoyou's realm is a little lower, Xiaoyou's bones are really happy to see it!"

The old man in Tsing Yi smiled, paused for a moment and continued: "If Xiaoyou can join our Iron Bone Sect, the old man can guarantee that it is only a matter of time before he breaks through to the Tianyuan Realm. According to Xiaoyou's strength, it is not impossible to directly become a personal disciple and enjoy a large number of cultivation resources. ”

The old man in Tsing Yi guided him step by step, and before he tore his face, he still very much hoped to persuade Ning Chuan to join the Iron Bone Sect.

Or during the day, when the old man in Tsing Yi can stand up and say a word for Ning Chuan when Ding Tian oppresses Ning Chuan, at this time, the invitation of the old man in Tsing Yi will definitely agree without hesitation.

But he watched from the sidelines and watched this battle as an audience, which really made Ning Chuan not have any good impression of him.

Today, Ding Tian met Ning Chuan and was suppressed by Ning Chuan, and if he was a cultivator of the Great Perfection Realm of the Martial Yuan Realm, there was no doubt that he would be killed by Ding Tian.

As a cultivator, if you don't have a trace of pity in your heart, where can you still be admired?

"The kid is really unblessed, the seniors should find someone else!"

Ning Chuan once again refused, not caring about the cultivation resources in the Iron Bone Sect at all. Among his storage rings, there are still a lot of fine Yuan Crystals, no matter how bad they are, he can also alchemy pills and sell them on consignment, and he doesn't have to worry about the shortage of cultivation resources at all.

"I'm afraid...... I can't help it!"

was rejected by Ning Chuan three times and twice, the old man in Tsing Yi's face had already sunk and absorbed, and the fierce light in his eyes was also revealed, without concealing it at all.

On the night of the murder of the moon and the dark wind, this old man in green clothes, the last persuasion failed, and he had already moved the murderous thought in his heart.

"Is it difficult, do you still want to rob it?"

Now, Feng Chuangu has also stood up, and the momentum on his body is like a sharp sword, even if it is dark night, it can't hide that sharp breath.

"Assert ......"

The old man burst out of his mouth with a piercing laugh, which looked extremely gloomy in the dark night, and said: "The old man has this idea, if he can't rob it, then the old man can only kill the killer!"

"Then look, you can't pass it, I'm done!"

Only heard a "sonorous" sound, the sword of the wind was already out of the sheath, and the night was dark, but the sword in his hand exuded a cold cold light.

"Assert ......"

The old man in Tsing Yi laughed strangely, his figure was hidden in the night, and the strange laughter was endless!

A strong wind blew, and the figure of the old man in Tsing Yi appeared, and a punch struck, fluctuating with a strong Yuan force, and it went straight to the wind and passed on the ancients.

Feng Chuangu's backhand is a sword, stabbing on the fist of the easy old man, shooting out a little fireworks, like a dazzling eye in the dark night.

The fist of the old man in Tsing Yi is very domineering, and the power is more powerful than Zhi Ning Chuan's fist, I don't know how many times stronger. When his figure was revealed, Ning Chuan clearly saw that the fists of the old man in Tsing Yi were covered with lines, and the reason why he was able to make such a powerful attack must be because of those strange lines!

The old man in Tsing Yi was not in love with fighting, he retreated with one blow, and once again blended into the night, waiting for Ning's next opportunity. Like a vicious wolf, he spied on his enemies in the night, delivering a fatal blow when they were at their most vulnerable.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Feng Chuangu's eyes were full of solemnity, and it was definitely not a way to go on like this, it would only make him fall into passivity. He can withstand one or ten attacks, but a hundred times, I am afraid that if he is hit once, he will fall into a place of no return.

Ning Chuan withdrew from a distance of thirty or forty meters, and the breath of heaven and earth was unleashed, taking the figure of the old man in Tsing Yi into his mind.

But Ning Chuan was horrified in his heart, for no other reason, the old man in Tsing Yi was in front of his eyes, and the Yuan Force in his hand was rolling, and he was rushing towards him!

Not daring to linger in the slightest, the Yuan Force in Ning Chuan's body came out majestically, Luo Yan moved, his body was like an illusion, and he directly stepped out of the distance of fifty or sixty meters.

And the place where Ning Chuan stood just now has become a ruin. A strong man in the late stage of the Tian Yuan Realm, the Yuan Force is extremely deep, and the power is terrifying!

"Ning Chuan, how are you?"

The wind rumored that Gu was shocked, and a sword flower in his hand flashed, and a sword flashed in the night sky, heading directly towards the old man in Tsing Yi. Being able to react like this at the first time, Feng Chuangu's training in the Valley of the Wicked did play a big role.

At the same time, Ning Chuan's heart became more cautious, the goal of the old man in Tsing Yi was not to spread the wind to the ancients, but to himself! He was really a ruthless person, and what he couldn't get would be destroyed, even if there was a strong man with the same realm as him blocking it in front of him, he would also kill Ning Chuan.

Under the cover of the breath of heaven and earth, even if the old man in Tsing Yi hides his figure, Ning Chuan can also appear. But his degree was too fast, in Ning Chuan's sea of knowledge, he could only see a bright light flashing, and the old man had already pounced on him once!

"Am I really scared of you?"

A trace of anger appeared in Ning Chuan's heart, how could he ever try to fight back and not fight back? This is not his character!

The two hands flew over, and one by one the seals were condensed in his hands, and a punch was blasted out, which was the second form of the Beacon Fire Heavenly Thunder Fist, the Fire Fist!

The fiercest fist of fire devoured forward, sending flames ten meters high and lighting up the entire night sky. The roaring aura of fire seemed to burn everything out of time, covering up the old man in Tsing Yi and engulfing him in the sea of fire.

"Little Doyle!"

The majestic voice of the old man in Tsing Yi came from the scourge, and his fists turned into palms, constantly swinging back and forth, condensing the flames in the palms of his hands, forming a fireball!

"I'll ask you again, join the Iron Bone Cult, or die?"

The old man's gaze seemed to penetrate Ning Chuan's heart, and he looked at Ning Chuan coldly. Ning Chuan didn't speak, and the next moment, the fireball in the hand of the easy old man, the fire fist that Ning Chuan punched out, swept towards Ning Chuan!

"Not good!"

Ning Chuan's heart sank, he knew the power of the Fire Fist, even if he was as strong as him, if he suffered a blow from the Fire Fist, he would probably be seriously injured!

His figure kept shuttling back and forth in the battlefield, and under Luo Yanbu, he was like a ghost, fluttering to the extreme! But the fireball behind him was like a bone-eating maggot, biting Ning Chuan tightly, not giving Ning Chuan a chance at all!

"Give up! this is a move unique to the Iron Bone Sect, once you chase it to death, you won't have a chance to dodge at all!"

The figure of the old man in Tsing Yi disappeared, and his voice flickered away, making it impossible to capture his true location.

"Uncle Feng, a forty-five degree angle on the right, fifty meters ahead!"

Ning Chuan was chased by the fireball, but he didn't forget to detect the location of the old man in Tsing Yi, and a divine thought spread to Feng Chuangu's mind, pinning all his hopes on Feng Chuangu's body.

After all, the difference between the realm of Ning Chuan and the old man in Tsing Yi is too huge, and if he wants to kill the old man in Tsing Yi and get out of trouble, the only thing to rely on is the sword in the hands of Feng Chuangu!

"Kill!"

Feng Chuangu didn't hesitate at all, he touched the ground with both feet, turned into a streamer, accompanied by the sword shadow, and slammed straight into the position that Ning Chuan was pointing at.

Between heaven and earth, the sword qi was wanton and horizontal, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Chuangu had already slashed out the seventy-seven forty-nine sword intents, enclosing this space tightly!

If you can't see the old man, then use the range of martial arts to kill him here.