Thanks to the little poisonous dill, Lu Ningfeng became a genius from waste wood. 『』

He has a unique understanding of firearms and has made great contributions to the Lu family.

The dozens of cannons standing at the city gate are all his proud works.

It is rumored that the new type of firearm used by Xiao Poison Luo to kill people back then was also developed by Lu Ningfeng.

Otherwise, the little poison dill has no firearms roots, how can it be developed all at once

Datong City sent Lu Ningfeng, a nickname of "Little Zhuge ", praising him for his firearms skills.

But it's a pity that the story of the rise of the family's wastewood boy against the sky did not happen to him.

At the age of thirteen, he went with his army against the orcs, and the army was routed, and the orcs rushed in.

The unlucky Lu Ningfeng was scared and cried on the spot, and even peed his pants.

When the news was transmitted back to Datong City, the whole city laughed.

Lu Ningfeng once again took on the name of waste wood.

In the land of northern Xinjiang, the martial style is fierce, advocating the strong, and despising the waste who retreats from battle.

Lu Ningfeng was so frightened that he peed his pants, and even his father Lu Tiande felt ashamed of his ancestors that he had given birth to such a cowardly waste.

Lu Ningfeng was coldly treated, and there was only a little poisonous dill in the world, which added to his blue eyes.

Therefore, Lu Ningfeng also loves Xiao Poison Dill very much, and develops a new type of firearm for her to kill for fun.

The new type of fire hammer must be refined with the blood of the little poisonous dill before it can be made.

After the little poison dill left home, Lu Ningfeng couldn't rebuild it, so he had to improve the original fire gun.

The Lu family announced to the public that the fire gun was developed by Xiao Poison Worm himself.

In fact, many elders know who is behind the scenes.

But Lu Ningfeng has already been blinded, if he bears the notoriety of slaughtering innocents again, the people of the city will not be able to pick his skin

At this moment, Lu Ningfeng glanced at the audience, and his eyes immediately focused on Tang Zheng.

The world is cold, the world is discredited, Lu Ningfeng doesn't care anymore.

The moment he abandoned his body and did not hesitate to transform himself into an iron-armored monster, he established his path in this life.

Incarnated as the ironclad god of war, he led the Lu family's divine fire battalion and set foot in the world

This iron armor is made of extraterrestrial meteoric iron, which is quite strong.

Lu Ningfeng exhausted his efforts and carved all kinds of spells and magic circles on it to maintain the operation of the iron armor, and his internal organs were hollowed out, leaving only a pair of eyes.

The eyes are the gateway to the soul.

Peeking into the sky and seeing the world, we all rely on a pair of eyes.

If his eyes are ruined, it will be difficult to cultivate his whole life, so Lu Ningfeng will not dare to transform it.

"Tang Zheng, if you can die under the fist of the Iron God of War, you will not die unjustly."

Lu Ningfeng smiled coldly, and his footsteps flew out suddenly.

The steel body roared and slammed his fist at Tang Zheng.

With the body of the meteorite outside the sky, combined with the ethereal and evil ghost shadow dance steps, Lu Ningfeng was simply a wild beast as fast as lightning.

In just an instant, he rushed to Tang Zheng.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Lu Ningfeng swung his fist and smashed it, and an iron fist hit Tang Zheng's body, resounding with a terrifying explosion.

Tang Zheng snorted, and suddenly felt that the bones in his whole body were about to be scattered.

Tang Zheng flew back, but Lu Ningfeng's speed was so fast that he was far above him, so he caught up in an instant, picked up his fist and smashed it wildly.

Lu Ningfeng smashed wildly for a while, his expression changed from excitement to eccentricity.

Because he found that as soon as he went down with an iron fist, Tang Zheng was actually fine, and not a single bone was broken.

"Your strength is at this level."

Tang Zheng smiled, raised his hand casually, and grabbed Lu Ningfeng's fist.

Then he slammed Lu Ningfeng out with a slam over the shoulder.

"Bang"

Lu Ningfeng smashed a deep pit in the ring.

In just the blink of an eye, he bounced, rushed in front of Tang Zheng with an arrow step, and attacked frantically.

"Hehe, your strength is ten times stronger than mine, so how can you break through my iron armor"

Lu Ningfeng struck wildly with his fist, his eyes calmed down, and he said slowly:

"Your body will eventually run out, and my body will be endless."

After a pause, Lu Ningfeng kicked out with a knee and said ruthlessly:

"Lao Tzu can also consume you to death"

Tang Zheng stopped Lu Ningfeng's knee collision with one hand, and then immediately grabbed the Thunder God Sword and swung his sword towards him.

Sure enough, as Lu Ningfeng said, his iron armor was extremely hard.

Tang Zheng stabbed him with a sword, but only scratched a few white marks, and he couldn't break through his defenses at all.

Tang Zheng's heart sank:

If you continue to fight like this, you can really consume yourself to death

Lu Ningfeng attacked like he didn't want to die, and Tang Zheng was still able to deal with it at the beginning.

But half an hour later, Tang Zheng gradually felt that his breath was cloudy and his body was weak.

The speed of swinging the sword slowed down, and the strength of the shot became sluggish.

Lu Ningfeng punched out, and Tang Zheng struggled to block with his palm.

A huge force came, and he rubbed the soles of his feet against the ground and fell backwards again and again, all the way to the edge of the ring, before he took the stake and stood firm.

It's just one line away, and it's about to fall into the lake.

Anyone can see that Lu Ningfeng is an unbeatable monster, and Tang Zheng will definitely lose this battle.

The hearts of the Xiao family were gloomy and bleak.

In the battle of Bishui Lake, their Xiao family suffered heavy losses.

Now that the general trend has gone, the Xiao family will have to survive in the future.

Xiao Luqi stood on the shore, looking at Tang Zheng's hard fighting, her heart was sad, and she said loudly:

"Tang Zheng, forget it, admit defeat"

Xiao Luqi's voice fell, and the audience was silent, today is the second time that the Xiao family has said that they want to admit defeat.

Xiao Yao refused to admit defeat before, but he was shot in the head, what about Tang Zheng

Lu Ningfeng laughed, stared at Tang Zheng and said:

"Even if you are willing to admit defeat, I will not let you go"

After saying that, Lu Ningfeng rushed forward and came with a fist.

Tang Zheng glanced back at Xiao Luqi, only to see her sad face and sad expression.

Tang Zheng's heart suddenly shocked, and he remembered the picture of Xiao Luqi burning incense and sacrificing to the sky that day.

At that time, the desolate and lonely desolate atmosphere came to my heart in an instant.

Tang Zheng suddenly realized, and with a wave of his left hand, a monstrous blood light condensed at his fingertips in an instant, turning into a scarlet blood sword.

As soon as the blood sword came out, the mountains and rivers were dyed red.

The heavens and the earth seemed to have turned dark red, and there was a strong smell of blood in the four fields.

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The terrifying aura, mixed with a wisp of blood-colored sword aura, rushed into Lu Ningfeng's fist.

boom

The iron fist burst and turned into shards.

Tang Zheng's fingertips were surging with blood, and the blood sword was buzzing.

Lu Ningfeng looked stunned, and his eyes were shrouded in a layer of fear.

Tang Zheng waved his finger and poked it on his chest.

Bang

The iron-armored body made of extraterrestrial meteorite exploded and shattered in an instant.

A touch of ancient, lonely, and lonely barren sword intent poured out.

The shattered iron armor was rusty, as if it had aged 10,000 years, and it was rotten.

Poof

The iron armor was shattered, Lu Ningfeng's head fell to the ground, his eyes were round, and under the sweep of the barren sword intent, his head gradually decayed and rusted