Treasure clothes!

The treasure clothes that can block the spear of Yechen are definitely not as simple as a king-level magic weapon.

After Ning He reacted, he let out an earth-shattering roar of rage.

The hateful night almost killed him.

This humble boy, dare to kill himself?

The monstrous anger was brewing in Ning He's heart, all along, it was he Ning He who killed people, and no one dared to be presumptuous in front of Ning He.

"Boy, you are so bold, Lao Tzu killed you. Facing Yechen who was close at hand, Ning He roared sharply, his hideous face as if he wanted to swallow Yechen whole, his body suddenly turned on his strength, and the palm of his hand glowed with brilliant red light, and he slapped it fiercely on Yechen's chest.

He was confident that he could slap Yechen to death with one palm, a martial spirit who could only use soul martial arts, how could he have too strong combat power?

Yechen smiled coldly, his body retreated, and another soul blade flew out of his forehead, after Ning He sensed the danger, his face continued to change abruptly, but the soul attack he looked down on made him unavoidable.

Bao Yi can compete with other forces, but not against souls.

"Boom!" Ning He only felt a heavy hammer hitting the depths of his soul, and at the same time, there was a sharp pain, which made his whole person become sluggish.

The next moment, Lan Wen stepped forward, grabbed Ning He's neck, and flew towards the Feiyun Treasure boat like dragging a dead dog.

When Ning He reacted, he had been held by Lan Wen, and he was horrified in his heart, and he used his strength again, and there was a flame in the palm of his hand, and he slapped Lan Wen fiercely.

Lan Wen suddenly moved and clasped Ning He's left arm, moving him in front of her body, and stabbed the sword in her right hand at Ning He, stabbing at Ning He's palm.

The power in Ning He's palm was pierced by Lan Wen's long sword, and then continued to stab at his palm.

Ning He's body continued to glow with red transparent light, and Bao Yi once again exerted the power of his protective body, trying to resist Lan Wen's sword.

This is a contest between spear and shield, the treasure of the same level, not to mention the stronger, the only thing that can determine their strength is their respective masters. The emperor-level sword was held on Lan Wen's body, fiercely piercing the red light on the treasure robe, and then submerged into Ning He's palm, and then stabbed out from the shoulder, and the entire arm was swept up by the sword.

Then Lan Wen's long sword stirred, and Ning He's entire right hand turned into pieces of minced flesh and bones that flew out.

Ning He's eyes widened and he looked at his right hand in disbelief, this right hand turned out to be useless, from now on, he is a wasted person, he is the son of Ning He, far more noble than ordinary people, how can he be abolished?

Long-term pampering, long-term driving others, and long-term doing whatever he wanted, Ning He couldn't believe that this was true, but the severe pain stimulated his nerves, and he had to face the cruel reality now.

"Yechen!" an angry roar rang out from Ning He's mouth again, "Do you know who you're up against. ”

What answered him was Lan Wen's fist, the fist smashed hard into Ning He's mouth, Baoyi's power was weakened by Lan Wen's sword just now, Lan Wen once again blasted through Baoyi's defense, and then slammed her fist into Ning He's mouth.

A mouth full of teeth was knocked out, and the mouth was filled with blood.

Then, Lan Wen put Ning He on the Feiyunbao boat, and Yechen took the opportunity to step on the Feiyunbao boat.

"Tut-tut. This kid is so arrogant, as if we were the captives. The little fat man circled around the Ning River.

Ning He looked at the little fat man and said coldly: "Lewd fat man, you are just a piece of." ”

"I'm Nyima. The little fat man scolded angrily, stepped forward, and slammed his fist at Ning He.

In the palm of Ning He's left hand, there was a flame swirling, trying to slap the little fat man who stepped forward to death.

The little fat man hurriedly retreated: "Yechen, this guy still has to make trouble, kill him quickly." ”

"Kill me? You're going to kill me. Ning He roared.

After seeing that the little fat man was afraid that he would retreat, Ning He forced himself to calm down, took a long breath, then looked at Yechen, and said fiercely: "Boy, I admit it, let me go, I can promise that no one in Yanzhou will trouble you, otherwise you should know that if you kill me, you won't survive." ”

After Ning He finished speaking, he waited for Yechen's answer, he believed that as long as he was not a fool, he would know how to choose, in this Yanzhou, their family was the heaven here.

Then, Ning He saw Lan Wen raise his long sword and slash at him fiercely.

"Yechen, you, no! how dare you do this" Ning He shouted, his face instantly filled with deep fear, and then watched as Lan Wen's sword slashed towards his head and then cut off his head.

After his head fell, Ning He was still not dead, and heard Yechen say in a disdainful voice: "What an idiot. ”

Then, Lan Wen kicked Ning He's head away with her foot, dropping it into the flaming magma below.

With reluctance to regret the marriage, the eyes of the head were wide on the ground, and then drowned by magma.

"Whew!" Countless people watched this scene in secret, and exhaled loudly, no one thought that Yechen was not taking Ning He as a hostage, but really dared to kill him.

For these warriors in the dark, Yechen's behavior is equivalent to piercing the sky.

In Yanzhou, the state capital and the prince of Ninghe are a piece of heaven here, few people dare to offend them here, and those who generally offend them end very miserably. Once the family of the woman he fancied resisted slightly, the end would be equally pitiful.

Standing on the Feiyun Treasure ship, Yechen said softly: "Little fat man, are you afraid?"

"Afraid? I don't know what it means to be afraid. The little fat man patted his chest and said loudly.

"Hehe!" Yechen smiled, "It seems that you still don't know the identity of this Ning He." ”

"You're talking about this kid. The little fat man kicked the headless corpse, and said arrogantly, "Lao Tzu killed this kid, if it weren't for your natal zombie to strike first, this kid would have been killed by me." ”

Yechen smiled: "Little fat man, I advise you to go to the Martial God Space to have a look." ”

"Oh!" the little fat man glanced at Yechen with some surprise, and then sat on the deck with his eyes and entered the Valkyrie space.

In the Martial God space, there were countless notices about Yechen, some people added fuel and vinegar to the scene of the battle just now, expressing their admiration for Yechen, and some people restored the facts and told the battle just now.

The little fat man finally understood what the so-called Ninghe Gongzi meant, and his miserable white lips were trembling.

Yechen also entered the Martial God space and received Wang Ziyu's flying pigeon biography: Your zombie is exposed?

Yechen replied: It's okay, I'll soon convince people that it's not true.

(Thank you for the comfort of hope, because I haven't read on QQ in the past two days, and I didn't answer in time, sorry.) As long as Xiaoshu sees the voice question, he will answer it, but he often forgets it, which leads to obsolescence, and he apologizes to the friends who didn't answer. )

(End of chapter)