The four voids were impregnated with strong energy, just like Ning Feng's last moment in the No. 8 Fighting Spirit Field, but at this time, he went up a higher step, these people had nothing to do, and a treacherous space covered him.

This breath stirred the minds of Ning Feng and Yang Wu, like a dose of fierce medicine injected into the two of them, making them feel unconcealable excitement!

Yang Wu's eyes were oozing blood, his long hair was soaked in wisps of blood, and he was stiff and fluttering in the wind, facing Ning Feng, he had used up all his reserves. This battle was a great stimulus for him, and after two rounds of hard fighting, Yang Wu couldn't imagine that he would still be in such a state.

Ning Feng's counterattack really arrived, the golden brown Chengfeng, the scales were like a note, and the bandit dragon took the lead, and his claws exuded a fiery energy like asking for his life, grabbing Yang Wu......

"Hahahaha!" Ning Feng laughed loudly, and an unknown medium overflowed from his laughter, creating an inexplicable shockwave that touched this strange space, making everyone feel an indescribable mood.

This smile seemed to be full of strong unwillingness, seemed to carry endless hatred, and was even more mixed with cruel heartiness! However, Ning Feng only laughed, even if he had thousands of words, he couldn't say a word. In his life, Ning Feng has never been so strangely suppressed and so cruel.

Use the turn of a hundred years to do a life and death show for these people!

The void Pangu supported the five elements of the torrent and drove to the top of Yang Wu's head, the invisible flow, the Dao Dao forced Yang Wu, and the combing and suppression that belonged to Xuanhuang made the light of the Realm King Book suddenly lost. The two-headed wolf was incorporated into the claws of the bandit dragon, making a terrifying tearing sound, and later, the bandit dragon's claws held a wolf head in one paw, seeing his eyebrows flashing wildly, and the power of the claws surged, only to hear two loud bangs, and the two-headed wolf suddenly turned into ashes.

Yang Wu's eyebrows made a terrible clicking sound, causing his entire face to crack, "I'm Yang Wu, you Ning Feng, it's like this!hahahaha!"

The hideous Yang Wu is like a devil, and Ning Feng is not?!

At this moment, Ning Feng only felt that his strength was like a stream under the stone, they burst open the stone slabs, splashing up waves of water that rushed to the sky, and those water waves hit every part of Ning Feng's sea of power, forcing his whole person to be dizzy, and his strength became emotional!

At any time, even if he killed Yang Wu, Ning Feng would never reveal such emotions, it transcended pain. He and Yang Wu joined forces to dedicate a beautiful performance, how is this different from fighting beasts?

In this world, where will anyone care about their love and hatred, but it is this kind of intersection that makes them more excited, in the final analysis, they are all weak, weak people who are slaughtered by others!

The person in front of him is Yang Wu, and if he is Qianzhang Yong, Ghost Xiaokai, and Hua Xilu, how tragic and boiling it should be!

Ning Feng grabbed the axe of the desolation and threw it out in the air, its speed was extremely fast, but the closer it got to Yang Wu, the slower it became, under the blazing gaze of the people, the axe light came to Yang Wu's eyebrows half a foot ago, but suddenly stopped.

Yang Wu's closed eyes slowly opened, "Ning Feng, I told you before, no matter who lives or dies, they will take the two of us down." Although the Dark Realm is strong, we were nothing in the Mortal Realm a hundred years ago, but we still come to this day, then we will definitely be able to achieve a hegemony in the Dark Realm, just like you were in the last moments of the Mortal Realm!"

Ning Feng didn't say a word, and the axe of the desolation was trembling.

"Let's do it......" Yang Wu slowly closed his eyes.

The trembling of the axe became more and more severe, because Ning Feng knew that this axe would go down and kill not just Yang Wu. He has killed the persistence he has been holding onto, and he has killed the "mortal heart", he must kill Yang Wu naked like this!

"What are you hesitating about?"

At this moment, a very cold voice came, it was the Wind Ghost Mother who had been standing in the air all along!

Swish!

As if materialized, the general gaze moved sharply, reaching the Wind Ghost Mother!

"I can't help myself!" The Wind Ghost Mother sneered, and with a wave of the ghost staff, not only removed Ning Feng's might, but also counterattacked back in an instant, shaking Ning Feng to a stagger.

Ning Feng's cheeks were like iron, revealing a fierce smile, "Brother Yang, goodbye." ”

Yang Wu laughed, this title was exactly what he was called when he and Ning Feng met for the first time, "Come on!"

Ning Feng blinked slowly, and slowly, his palm shook, and the axe light that was only a stone's throw away from Yang Wu shuttled by!

After this blow, the axe of the desolation was like a madman, and it shot out dozens or hundreds of fierce lights with each snort. With Ning Feng's fierce laughter, these axes struck each other one after another, Yang Wu was long gone, but Ning Feng's wild slash did not stop!

Even if there was only an empty ring left in the end, Ning Feng was still venting. Yang Wu's breath, Yang Wu's soul, and Yang Wu's destiny were all gone, and all symbols in this world were erased......

There was enough time for a stick of incense, and when Lihai deeply stabbed Ning Feng, making it difficult for him to play anymore, Ning Feng stopped. He looked at this piece of time and space with a bloody face, looked at this fighting spirit field, and looked at the entire dark city.

Boom!

Supporting the ground with an umbrella, Ning Feng half-knelt in the ring, his long hair hanging wildly. He stared at the ground, as if he was looking at one picture after another, his expression was unprecedentedly cold, and his gaze became a blade.

Surprisingly, the audience fell silent.

"In this game, Ning Feng won, and he will be rewarded with a dark fragment!"

A black box flew in front of Ning Feng.

Ning Feng picked it up and squeezed Luo Sheng's umbrella hard before standing up, and then he slowly walked out of the ring, and a dejected back gradually left the No. 1 Fighting Spirit Field......

"Boss, boss, how are you......"

The bandit dragon asked with concern, because at this moment, the feeling of their natal life was too terrifying, it was not like any confrontation, as if endless black clouds were pressing towards the natal ones, making all beings breathless. This is not a change of strength, but a change of heart and will, and this battle will be broken in the past, so that they will have to readjust to this "new master".

The woman in green was also moved, she had not followed Ning Feng for too many years like the bandit dragon, and for a person who was not very familiar with Ning Feng, this kind of change was even more shocking.

Out of the No. 1 Dou Ling Field, what was surprising was that Ning Feng returned to the No. 8 Field, just like the first time he came here, and registered again......

While waiting, Ning Feng was also in a state of scarcity, staring at a place in a daze, as if he could never be solved.

The bandit dragon sighed heartily, he knew Ning Feng the best, such a blow was incomparable to even the most serious injuries. More importantly, he sensed Ning Feng's sense of shame, which was unimaginable for that incomparably strong "boss".

Vaguely, the bandit dragon foresaw the future of the fighting arena.

That kind of terrible will definitely make the dragon immortal remember!

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