Wang Feng's pupils contracted suddenly, because this sentence reminded him of Ning Yi, the weirdness on Ning Yi's body, and his spells.

It was only a short moment of fighting, and Wang Feng had already seen that Ning Zheng's martial arts cultivation was no worse than his own. Although the hand-to-hand gestures just now were evenly matched, Wang Feng always felt that this Ning Zheng's martial arts contained something, something that he didn't have himself, but he couldn't say what it was, but he just vaguely felt that that kind of thing was very important.

In other words, just above the martial arts, he is inferior to him!

Although he can't help himself with martial arts alone, it seems that he obviously has other means.

Sure enough, Ning Zheng just now was calm and calm before he made his move, and when he did it, he was as fierce as a tiger, but at this time, an inexplicable aura rose on his body, and a faint black gas began to emerge from his hands.

Wang Feng's heart tightened, this black qi was very similar to the kind he had seen in Ning Yi, but it did not have the kind of evil that he felt from Ning Yi.

At this time, Ning Zheng was cold, majestic, and weird, and still smiled faintly on his face: "Although I don't want to, I have a reason to kill you, so be careful." ”

The right hand suddenly opened, and a faint black flame suddenly appeared, and the foot buckled violently, and it was a black fire again!

It's exactly the same move as just now, but it has a completely different feeling.

The tiger descending from the mountain, the king of beasts, no matter how fierce it is, it is no more than a mortal beast.

In Wang Feng's eyes, Ning Zheng at this time has changed completely, this is a divine beast!

Stepping on the black fire, wrapped in the wind, the wind makes a fire, the wind helps the fire, the forest is like a prison, and it is as awe-inspiring as a god!

Wang Feng's eyes didn't have time to blink, the black light flashed, and the black fire was already fierce in front of him, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of heat, as if the fierce flame was illusory.

Before the fire came, the clothes on his chest had turned black, and his pupils contracted suddenly, like the tips of needles, and at this moment, five scorched black paw prints had appeared on the skin on his chest, as if he was burning flames.

Ning Zheng smiled confidently at the corner of his mouth, and the black fire of the tiger's claws slashed Wang Feng's entire chest, and just when Ning Zheng thought that Wang Feng would turn into ashes, his face suddenly changed.

The Wang Feng in front of him was slowly fading and disappearing!

Suddenly looking back, Wang Feng was hanging upside down in the air with his head down and on his feet!

His demeanor was relaxed, as if the earth was true under his feet hanging upside down in the air.

It turned out that at this moment of life and death, Wang Feng's mind actually flashed Ling Bo's mantra of Weibu: Impermanence, if you are in danger, you will be safe. In the difficult period, if you go back......

Originally, he thought that he had truly comprehended, but he didn't expect to realize it at this moment of life and death, and his understanding of this Ling Bo Weibu was still too far away!

It can be said that Wang Feng's previous Lingbo microstep only had two words: fast and wonderful.

Now there is one more word: easy!

This is another essence of Lingbo Weibu.

No matter how fast it is, there is always a process from one point to another, and there are traces to follow.

It can't be like Wang Feng, almost just teleporting. It's just that Wang Feng is very clear, this is not a teleportation, at least not the kind of teleportation in his previous cognition, the two are completely different.

Because it is not himself who moves, but the direction, this is the mystery he has just understood: turning things upside down!

The so-called 'rule of impermanence, if it is dangerous, it is safe.' In the difficult period, if you go back, it is not a "fast" word, but this "easy", the mind moves, the four directions change, and the universe is translocated!

Of course, Wang Feng is still far from this realm, but it is enough to dodge the claw just now.

"Ha Luha, it's really mysterious!" Ning Zheng laughed loudly: "It seems that it is said that you have obtained the ancient inheritance, it is really possible, but it doesn't matter!"

With a slight bend of his back, he turned into a tiger again, stepped on the black fire, rose into the air, twisted the tiger's waist, and the whole person rotated in the air like a windmill, his legs were wide open, burning with black fire, like a giant tail of a tiger, with the sound of tearing the air, and the sound of black fire, spinning and sweeping towards Wang Feng who was hanging upside down in the air.

Although Wang Feng had an epiphany and dodged that claw, it did not mean that he was out of danger.

At this time, the sense of oppression that Ning Zheng brought to him was too strong, and the power of the strange black fire made him even more horrified in his heart.

What the hell is that?

Relying on the mystery he had just comprehended, Wang Feng transposed again, flashing the tiger tail, but a black mark was added to his body again. With that black fire, Wang Feng didn't dare to fight hard at all.

Ning Zheng was not surprised by this, and he did not intend to stop there.

The offensive suddenly became more aggressive.

Claws fall, tail pouting, body collision, tooth bite, giant tiger volley, wind and fire, or leap or pounce, or grab or bite.

The energy is overflowing, and the sand and rocks under the feet are swept, and the plants and trees are moving.

Wang Feng couldn't touch it, flashed and flashed in a hurry, even if he occasionally made a move, he was opposed to the air and his anger, but he didn't have much power under the panic, and the initiative was completely on Ning Zheng's side, and it didn't take long for Wang Feng's body to be scorched black, and even his face was embarrassed.

The heart couldn't help but become more and more anxious, the silver teeth bitten, ruthless, the wild king slipped into his hand, and with a clear groan, the ruler Changqingfeng popped out.

He has always refused to use this wild king because Ning Zheng's black fire is too weird and domineering, Wang Feng really cherishes this wild king, and he is afraid of being destroyed by this black fire. Now in this situation, there is only a broken can.

Under the infusion of true qi, the tip of the Wild King's sword flashed with a little white light.

"Sword Mang!" Ning Zheng's offensive froze slightly, and there was no surprise on his face: "Ha Lu Ha Ha, it seems that you have really surprised me a lot today!"

Wang Feng danced in the wild.

A little white light floated down in the flickering sword light, one turned into two, two turned into three, and instantly turned into thousands of points of silver-white light, covering the fierce beast-like Ning Zheng who followed each other.

Peach Blossom Shadow Falling Flying Sword!

The Fallen Ying Sword rose up.

In the dark night, whether it is 'Luoying' or 'Peach Blossom', it looks more like a shining little starlight, in this sunny day, it is really like a peach blossom falling, falling Ying is colorful, in that little bright white sword, it adds countless gorgeous brilliance.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ning Zheng suddenly jumped and retreated, his shirt on his left shoulder was torn, and blood marks appeared. It was a mark left by the sword that passed an inch away.

Wang Feng didn't answer, he didn't dare to stop. The sword in his hand was straightened, as if stirring the calm lake water, stirring thousands of gorgeous peach blossoms and surging towards Ning Zheng with the sword momentum.

At this time, Ning Zheng was still in good shape, as if he didn't care about the blood marks that had just been slashed by the sword.

Changing the fierce momentum of the previous unforgiving, Ning Zheng smiled on his face, stepped on the black fire, and jumped up and down in this colorful and gorgeous falling Ying, the sword light that went back and forth, only flashing without fighting, as if he was appreciating something wonderful.

Wang Feng was not happy because he turned defense into offense, there was no joy or anger in his heart, only more and more heavy.

"You've amazed me. In Wang Feng's seemingly beautiful, but in fact, murderous sword momentum, Ning Zheng actually had time to speak, and his attitude was leisurely.

"In that case, I'll show you what I'm really capable of!"