Please advise.

For a lot of people.

Student to teacher, child to parent, younger brother to older brother, jouster or challenger.

And, of course, Lorning on February flowers.

The spear dripped, and then dripped gracefully into the dirt.

Februaryhua smiled happily, because no one was going to make a move on him for many years, and it had been a long time since the last Battle Demon Sect.

He had almost forgotten what it was like to be provoked.

So Luo Ning told him.

Li Fengliang also told him.

Don't dare to make a move, only dare to ask for advice.

......

The February flowers did not move, and the clouds over Ma Weiguan suddenly dispersed a little, and the drizzle stopped slightly.

Luo Ning suddenly felt some difficulty breathing.

This feeling was the last time he faced the Demon Lord, and at this time, he still felt this way when he faced Februaryhua.

The man with the gun did not move, and then the gun moved.

Februaryhua used the gun in his hand in the face of these two juniors, which shows that he gave Luo Ning great respect.

Unlike Luo Ning, he seems to have a big eye on this battle, and he is like a great enemy.

The spear rippled in the rain.

So all the doors and windows along the street made a slight noise at this time, and they were about to shatter.

Suddenly the wind rose on the long street.

On the noodle shop, there were a few pieces of rubble on top of the houses on both sides of the street, and I don't know where it flew in the wind.

This was the first time Luo Ning had seen a strong man in the vertical and horizontal realm make a move, but he didn't expect that the first time in his life he saw such a strong man actually shoot at him.

He would rather never see such a strong man in his life.

The wind rose so violently that he couldn't even stand on his feet.

He knew that the current Februaryhua might just be a bland stabbing shot, because neither of them could be qualified to fight him.

February's shot is already a sign of great respect for them.

Luo Ning's body knelt down on one knee in the rain of this long street.

The knuckles of his fingers holding the sword were slightly white.

The Lethe Sword let out a low roar in front of the power of this shot.

The clothes on his body began to beat each other wildly because of the strong wind, and even the rain that fell from the sky did not know where it was blown by the strong wind.

Luo Ning's eyes were red.

He let out a low roar, the Lechuan sword shook, and Yi Shui's sword intent was exhausted, but he still couldn't break out of this pressure.

He slowly lowered his head.

——

He refused to bow his head just now.

So February's shot was to teach him how to bow his head.

Luo Ning blocked the huge pressure of this shot in the front, and behind him was Li Fengliang.

Li Fengliang did not kneel down, nor did he bow his head.

He just silently took the sword and stood in front of Luo Ning.

"Give it up. ！”

Luo Ning almost gritted his teeth and shouted at Li Fengliang's back.

But Li Fengliang never took a step back.

He said lightly, "Mother asked me to help you, and I have to be obedient." ”

So in the wind, Li Fengliang also knelt in the mud on the ground.

The sword in his hand was not as strong as the Lechuan sword, and the two originally interrelated Yishui sword intents suddenly dispersed.

Then the sword in Li Fengliang's hand turned into a piece of pieces.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and then lowered his head under the pressure.

......

Blood seeped down Luo Ning's fingers.

Blood seeped out from the corners of Li Fengliang's mouth.

The figures of the two people kneeling on the ground suddenly slid out a distance of several feet, and then their knees left two extremely deep furrows on the ground.

Luo Ning's face turned pale, but the hand holding the sword did not let go.

He felt the deep unwillingness in the sword intent of Yi Shui, his fingers clenched fiercely, and the sword intent restarted!

Li Fengliang also held the hilt of the sword, and his gaze fell on the sword in his hand, which had only the hilt left.

A sword intent that soared into the sky also surged again.

The two people and two sword intents were like the widest river in the world blocking the raging wind.

The bodies of the two men retreated a few more feet.

Luo Ning's knees were already grinding and flesh were blurred.

The cloth on Li Fengliang's two arms no longer knew where he had flown to, and then his arms were exposed.

I don't know if it's because of the cold or what.

Both of their arms trembled slightly at this time.

Then the wind finally stopped.

Listening to the movement on the street in the houses on both sides of the long street, they all thought that the gods and demons had descended into the world, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, listening to the tiles on their houses and not knowing where they were flying.

The power of this shot is finally over.

And these two people were also shocked by this light shot and retreated I don't know how far, they were staggered by this shot, and their momentum was completely lost.

In fact, Februaryhong really just lightly stabbed a shot.

But because of the huge gap in the strength of the realm, he seemed to be even more terrifying than the demon lord Luo Ning saw on the top of the green mountain that day.

Li Fengliang looked at the tiles that fell to the ground.

With a slight frown, Zhengse said, "Destroying people's houses is really damned." ”

Februaryhua was a little surprised, "I really didn't expect that the dignified general of the Great Zhou would also be Yi Shuihan's disciple?"

Li Fengliang said coldly, "I don't know Yi Shuihan. ”

Februaryhua laughed, "No matter how you quibble, the sword intent on your body is the Yishui sword intent. This is undeniable, you have to know, after today's battle, how many people in the world will want to trouble you, and you even ignore these things in order to help this kid?"

Li Fengliang knelt in the dust, silent and did not answer.

He remembered Old Madam Li's words, so he replied softly, "Mother's fate is hard to disobey." ”

......

The rain on the long street was blown away by the gust of wind just now, and before it could be rearranged, a wind appeared again on the long street.

The two men looked at the gun in front of them and felt deep despair.

No matter how talented they were, they couldn't be this man's opponent.

So in the midst of the raging wind, the two men threw down the hilts of their swords.

The Lechuan sword fell to the ground, and Li Fengliang's sword hilt fell to the ground.

Their heads were buried deeper.

......

February's second shot is to ask them to be practical.

Luo Ning's clothes were torn, and the blood on his body was flowing as if he had been pierced by countless fine needles, Li Fengliang knelt beside him, and the sweat on his face mixed with blood was still indistinguishable from each other.

The second shot was over.

This was followed by a third shot.

This time there was no wind, and there was not even pressure, but both of them knew that this was the most dangerous shot.

In this shot, there was no more for him to say, but there was an infinite and decisive killing intent.

Luo Ning shouted angrily, and suddenly reached out and picked up the fallen Lechuan Sword from the ground.

He kicked Li Fengliang to the side.

"After I die, remember to go to Yang Dingtian and ask him to avenge me!"

An incomparably decisive sword intent soared into the sky, and under this desperate situation, Luo Ning's realm actually broke through again!

A ninefold spiritual power of the Spirit Realm emanated from his body, but Luo Ning knew that even so, it was still impossible for him to block this shot.

The wind stopped suddenly, and the autumn rain stopped.

Luo Ning scolded and raised his sword to slash.

His hand was drawn out of blood almost the moment he drew his sword, and then his hand holding the sword stopped in mid-air and struggled to move forward.

His attitude was clear and resolute.

He knew that he was going to die, but he still took out the sword, which is not to take Februaryhua in his eyes, Luo Ning's attitude made Februaryhua very angry and appreciative.

Luo Ning just wanted to see if he could touch the person who killed him before he died.

But in the end, he didn't touch it, and his body was controlled in place by this powerful shot, and it was difficult to move.

The realm strength between the two is really too different.

Luo Ning shook his teeth and held his sword, after all, he was helpless.

......

Time passed for a while, the air was a little quiet, and Luo Ning was a little puzzled, because his body was not pierced by this shot, and he did not die.

He still maintained the posture of raising his sword just now.

The gunfire in the sky suddenly disappeared.

The rain on the long street that had stopped because of this shot.

But at this time it went down again.

February's eyes dimmed for a moment, as if she had thought of something.

Luo Ning didn't feel anything.

His sword was still in his hand.

But suddenly there was no resistance.

Whoa.

Februaryflower bowed her head—a small one-inch-long hole in his sleeve.

......