Zhao Tieshan's speed was weakened, and Luo Ning quickly caught up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white light flashed, and the sword came in an instant.

Zhao Tieshan knew that he had no hope of killing Luo Ning, and he didn't want to be entangled any more, so he hurriedly raised his knife to block, wanting to use the power from Luo Ning's war knife to use his strength to go far away.

"Bump!"

Zhao Tieshan didn't jump out, but stumbled and almost fell.

In the midst of the sea of fire, Zhao Tieshan needs to divide a part of the force to resist the flames, and if he is contained, the power that can burst out will naturally weaken a little.

Luo Ning's figure swept by, he was not affected in the slightest by the water spells he cast, and the flames did not hurt him in the slightest.

He slashed out again, the knife flashed, and the war knife had already arrived in front of Zhao Tieshan, although it did not touch him, the strong air flow on the knife body swept over his body, the air flow passed through the wound, and the clothes couldn't help tearing, revealing the skin of the body inside, and the original wound scabbed apart inch by inch.

Zhao Tieshan was frightened, and he fought and retreated.

While retreating, there was no way to completely defend against Luo Ning's knife.

If all the Force power is concentrated on the broadsword, it can shake Luo Ning a little distance with one sword, but if it loses the protection of the Force, the body will be burned by the flames in an instant.

If the Force is consumed to resist the flames, the power of the Force can burst out is also at the same level as Luo Ning, and with the same power, it will be a target for the martial artist who cultivates the pole marksmanship.

"I can't die, I still have to become a strong man in the Famous Empire!"

At this moment, the scene of cultivating all the way in the past instantly invaded his mind.

When he was a child in the martial arts academy, he was a person with ordinary qualifications, and he was inconspicuous among the disciples, and he was not favored by his teachers and respected by his classmates.

He was unwilling, he began to desperately please the teacher, please those outstanding martial arts academy disciples, help the martial academy disciples with excellent qualifications, and bully other disciples, although those excellent disciples did not need him, all he could do was temporarily pretend to shout twice.

Over time, thick-skinned and brazen can somewhat bring the relationship with the disciples with excellent qualifications, and those disciples with excellent qualifications are not high-minded people, and Zhao Tieshan is of course happy to have him.

He helped the teachers shake their backs and pinched their legs, served tea and poured water, helped their classmates fan the wind and take advantage of the coolness, and carried swords and sticks.

Slowly, he won the favor of the teachers, it was a favor, not a recognition! However, the teachers of the martial arts academy still thought that only other disciples had the opportunity to worship the major sects, and only gave him a few more words when they were bored.

He began to slander the highly qualified disciples in front of his teachers, describing the jokes that the disciples usually used to joke about the teachers as disrespectful and arrogant words, which made the teachers disgusted them, and he also provoked the relationship between the excellent disciples of the martial arts academy, so that the two sides looked down on each other.

Zhao Tieshan asked himself if he was not a person with an abominable nature, all of this was just a means of cultivating the path!

Since it is ordinary, it is necessary to put in more effort than ordinary people.

To this day, those outstanding martial arts disciples at that time had already been reduced to ordinary passers-by, and they were only human-level martial artists and ground-level martial artists with a little talent, but he had reached the meteor realm alone!

He also has even greater ambitions, he wants to become a Silver Moon level martial artist, a title-level martial artist, and even transcendental, reaching the transcendent realm!

The thought passed by in a flash.

Zhao Tieshan looked flustered, and said loudly: "Stop! Luo Ning, let's stop here, how about the grievances be written off from now on, I will never trouble you again in the future!"

Luo Ning sneered: "Do you think I will believe it?"

"We are all members of the Dragon Tower!" Zhao Tieshan was anxious, and his thoughts were flying: "As long as you are willing to let me go, the broadsword in my hand will immediately belong to you, this is a weapon that I bought with a lot of money, worth one million and one hundred thousand sword coins, which is even better than the war knife in your hand." ”

Seeing that Luo Ning didn't react, Zhao Tieshan's mind sank, and said, "I have also accumulated millions of wealth, all of which will belong to you!"

In order to survive, Zhao Tieshan gave up, and compared with his life, foreign objects are not worth mentioning.

He looked forward to looking at Luo Ning, and quickly agreed, as long as he escaped with his life today, hum, any promise, it's all bullshit!

When the time comes, if you hide in the imperial city and cultivate hard, you may not have the opportunity to be ashamed.

However, he also understands that such a chance is too slim, Luo Ning is so good now, and I am afraid it will be even more amazing in the future.

"Millions of wealth, is it a lot?Kill you, your sword is still mine!" Luo Ning said coldly, he didn't want to let Zhao Tieshan go, the grudge between the two sides could not be resolved at all, and Luo Ning didn't want to expose the fact that he was a mage.

Mages are envied and envied, and there is no shortage of villains who will be worried about plotting.

Heaven-level mages, compared to the real powerhouse, are not much stronger than ants.

Zhao Tieshan trembled fiercely, he gave him all his net worth, and he still refused to let himself go.

Zhao Tieshan raised his sword and wanted to fight hard, but soon he put it down again, desperately he was bound to bury himself in the fire, and until the last moment, he always felt that there was still hope for escape.

Luo Ning's sword kept slashing, Zhao Tieshan was passively defending, and the injuries on his body were accumulating.

Suddenly, Luo Ning slashed out, and the remnant wind sword slid down the body of the broadsword, slashing on Zhao Tieshan's right leg, and suddenly the blood flew out and vaporized and volatilized in the flames.

"Ah~" Zhao Tieshan couldn't help but scream.

Bursts of pain came from the flames' burning wounds.

Everything happened in a very short period of time, and Zhao Tieshan had only run more than half the distance in the sea of fire within a kilometer range, and it was even more impossible to run out now.

Zhao Tieshan understood that he had completely lost hope of escaping.

The crazy Zhao Tieshan made a final counterattack, the Force no longer cared about itself, and the surging concentration was on the broadsword, and in just an instant, his body was engulfed in flames.

"Haha, Luo Ning, if you kill me today, you will die in the near future! Ji Jie, who was killed by you, his brother is a peerless figure, but it is not comparable to a person like me who has just broken through ......the meteor star."

Ronin dodged away, and the sword didn't hurt him.

"If you fight hard at the beginning, you will have to pay a lot of price to kill you!"

Now, huh!

Luo Ning was cold and indifferent, and Zhao Tieshan's body quickly turned into dry bones in the sea of fire and turned into ashes.

The body of a martial artist is much more fragile than that of a demon beast, and without the protection of the Force, he can't last long in the condensed flames of heaven-level mana.

The mana retreated, and Luo Ning recovered the ordinary black and white, only his face was pale, and the mana was consumed too much.

"I've just become a mage, and my use of mana is still too rude. Luo Ning smiled bitterly, "Mage Foundation" stated that mana and the Force are average, and he also has a peerless knowledge, but there is no record on it, and he has no way to learn.

The water, the flames, and the wind disappeared, and the ground within a kilometer radius was beneath the water layer, and there was no sign of burning, but some trees were burned.

Zhao Tieshan's corpse left nothing but a broadsword.

Luo Ning held the sword in his hand, and the broadsword weighed more than a hundred catties, slightly heavier than the remnant wind battle knife.

......

In the city of Jiuyoujun.

Many warriors chatted in the teahouse, all discussing what was about to happen, and some warriors mentioned the battle between Zhao Tieshan and Luo Ning.

After all, in addition to the members of the Dragon Tower, many martial artists saw Zhao Tieshan go out of the city one after the other, and gave up watching the excitement because they couldn't catch up.

"What is there to guess about this, a meteor-level martial artist, a prefecture-level martial artist, isn't the result obvious?"

One is a low-level martial artist, and the other is a meteor-level martial artist who has just broken through with extremely poor character.

Usually few people will pay attention to this kind of battle that cannot be put on the table, and it can barely be used as a topic of conversation.

Before, everyone was curious that Luo Ning was not dead, mainly because Luo Ning was able to survive from Storm Gorge.

Storm Gorge, where a Silver Moon-level warrior was buried.

"I heard that Luo Ning has reached the prefecture-level realm after two months of cultivation, and he can be regarded as a good character, but it's a pity that he got into trouble with Zhao Tieshan, who is in the meteor-level realm, and it's a pity that he took the initiative to send him to death, it's too reckless!" Another martial artist shook his head and regretted, he himself was also a ground-level martial artist, and he was well versed in the truth of saving his life.

The martial artist sitting next to him also shook his head: "I don't think so, a meteor-level martial artist killed a ground-level martial artist in an instant, but the two of them have been gone for so long and have not returned, maybe Luo Ning is more than a prefecture-level." ”

Zhao Tieshan and Luo Ning have been out of the city for an hour or two, and what outsiders don't know is that the two are still in a hurry most of the time.

"Even if you reach the Heaven Level, it's not the same as death for a high-level martial artist!" said the person who spoke before.

Outside the city, Luo Ning appeared with the Remnant Wind War Knife in his left hand and a broadsword in his right hand, walking step by step.

"Look, that's Ronin!" someone shouted.

When everyone heard this, their thoughts had not completely turned the corner, and when they looked in the direction and remembered something, their faces became completely strange.

"Luo Ning is back, what about Zhao Tieshan?"

"What he has in his hand can't be wrong, it's Zhao Tieshan's broadsword!

The crowd's mouths opened wide, and their faces moved slightly.

If you can seize a warrior's fighting weapon, you will either give it up or kill the other party to seize it.

And the life-and-death hatred between the two cannot be good.

"Then Luo Ning, what kind of strength should it be?"