Grasping Evil

“Zhou Qiming, you let me go, you let go... hmm...”

Being held tight by Ningfan's waist limbs, and still in front of so many people, Rao has had intimate contact, Bei Xiaobao is still full of shame.

It's just that the more she struggles, the tighter she hugs, the more she seems to deliberately bully her.

Sneaking his fingertips, darkening in the sensitive areas of his waist and limbs, causing the small northern body to become numb, gently squeaking, swinging, angry to death.

Fortunately, the monk in the room thought the northern barbarian was a wounded groan and did not know she had been touched by the sensitive zone. Otherwise, Northbrute would definitely go wild on the spot.

“You, shameless!” Bei Xiaobin has a grudge, can't say, she dared not yell in front of so many people, she was touched by Ningfan.

Yes, he is the most shameless man in the world.

I hate him. I hate him the most!

But why would I be so happy to see him save himself?

Bei Xiaobao's heart was in chaos, then remembered the strength of Simon's night, and immediately his face was white.

“Zhou, Zhou Yaoming, you go... he is very good...”

“I know.”

Ningfan easily opened the northern barbarian, protected it behind him, his fingertips brushed blood on the northern barbarian lips, and caused the northern barbarian face to be angry.

Long before the attack, Ningfan perceived that Ximen night was unusual.

This Siemens night is just a distraction, but it has a half-step power to refine falsehood.

This person's true dignity, even if it is not the peak of purification, is afraid to be... broken!

If it's just an ordinary half-step exercise, you can fight it yourself, but Siemens Night has a broken sense of battle, and the real power of battle is feared to be virtual.

Saving the North is nothing but trouble. But his body had to appear independently until the stakes were weighed. At a time of great difficulty in the North, she was in front of her.

Perhaps, in front of Yuan Yao.

Perhaps it is the duty of the Master of the Heritage Tower.

Perhaps it's a joke-like foster relationship with the North.

Perhaps it is simply not permissible for anyone other than yourself to bully the North Barbarian.

“With me, you can't take her.” Although the tone of the tone is low, there is a momentum to not lose the night of Siemens.

He will not be frightened by the night of Siemens, and even if the night of Siemens comes, he will have the same attitude.

Broken Monster, is he guilty enough?

“With you?” Siemens Night seemed to hear something ridiculous, giving a look to the three peaks of God beside him, lazily closing his eyes, waiting for Ningfan's blood to splash three feet.

Immediately, the three culminating god hearts and minds club, each laughing coldly, turned into three strands of tobacco wire to attack Ningfan.

“Despicable!” Ningfan was attacked by the peaks of the three gods, and the look of the northern barbarians changed immediately.

The Siemens are quite proficient in the art of knockout, and these three culminating forces have almost caught up with the usual half-step emptiness.

Moreover, the three men are more superior monks, the means are a little more powerful than the flaming dignity of the lower realm. The northern barbarians are worried about Ningfan's loss.

Simon Night is more of a closed eyes, distinguishing between the thoughts of a pair of winning tickets.

In his view, if he was only dealing with a medium tempered god, even if the medium tempered god was counterproductive to a half-step emptiness, he would not be able to stop the three domestic servants.

“Get out!”

Ning Fan glanced at the cold, stepped out, a sword swept away, sweeping the palace.

Before approaching Ning Fan, the peak of the three Kaihua gods was shaped by a powerful sword. Immediately, if the chest was hit hard, they all coughed up blood and retreated, and their eyes were horrified.

“In the sword of immortality, and in the sword of Dacheng! ”

The three of them, not knowing how many master chemists they had together, could not connect to Ningfan's body. Just one rolling word, one sword, shocked the three of them to spit blood and fly.

Even though it was Simon Night, his eyes were slightly dimmed, and he immediately realized that Ningfan was not the medium term in intelligence, but the peak of the authenticity of the goods.

“Kamikaze peak? The peak of the Kamikaze, under the age of 500? Qualifications are extraordinary. It's just that you have to understand that the world can't climb to its peak with qualifications alone. You're just an ant in my eyes! ”

To a certain extent, qualifications are not the most important.

Without a strong background, without countless cultivation resources to support, trying to break through the void, life fairy, true fairy, are utterly false words.

In Siemens' night vision, Ningfan is just a well-qualified junior.

After all, Siemens Night Honor has succeeded in shattering, and looking at it for four days is one of the most proud of this generation.

And Ningfan, who is only the peak of God, is still unclear whether he can refine the emptiness, whether he can break the emptiness. Qualifications don't mean everything!

“You, kill him. ”

Simon at night gave a color to an old man next to him in a silver robe, and the old man would immediately like to take a step forward, and Heran was also a half-step cultivation.

Silver robe old man surrounded by silk and light, nourishing.

At a moment when its momentum was wide open, all the Siemens family brothers apart from Siemens night were distanced from it, with an unscrupulous expression.

“Was it Elder Thunder this time? Old Thunder is a lightning technique. Few of his peers are comparable. Especially this lightning, it is a six-pint lightning bolt, with extraordinary power...”

“I heard that there are seven people in the inner sea who have no boundaries. If these seven people are in front of Elder Thunder, it's not enough to see them! ”

A whisper burglar fell into the ears of an old man in a silver robe, but could not provoke any of his mind fluctuations, enough to see that this man was a master of heart.

Elder Thunder glanced at Xiaobao in the north and saw the latter with a slightly pale face, a little guilt.

He was blessed by the four Ladies of the Palace of the Hereafter, and today's assassination of Ningfan will surely grieve the little North.

He sighed in darkness but couldn't help himself. He is now a man of the Simon family, a cannibal lord, a loyal man.

Looking at Ningfan, his eyes revealed a hint of mercy, indifference,

“Zhou Ming, if you hold hands, the old man looks at Miss Si... keep your soul in the circle! ”

“No, you're not my opponent. ”

“Huh! No shame! ”

Elder Thunder's eyes are cold, and he moves one and a half steps into the stage of refinement. Will he be afraid of a peak of deification?

Being able to help Ning Fan save a spiritual circle is already an open side of the Internet. Since he prefers not to know the good or the bad, he does not have to be merciful.

One step forward, the surrounding silver electric flying, the hands of Elder Thunder painted half-circle in the air, the next moment, Thunder Ting turned into a gossip palm print, towards Ningfan is a palm shot.

“Eight thunderbolts! ”

The eight gossip thunder palms were photographed and immediately turned into eight bowls of thick-mouthed thunder snakes in eight directions to nourish Ningfan.

Rather than being a mass casualty, this hand gathers its strength to the limit, and each Thundersnake is easy enough to kill the Peak of God.

“This ray is good, I'll take it! ”

Ningfan suddenly frowned a little bit, pulled out the crushed divine whip of the peak spiritual treasure, and pulled eight lashes toward the eight thunderous gods.

Don't look at each other's thunder is a six-pin lightning bolt, but Ningfan's thunder is a heavenly lightning bolt.

Eight whipshadows, eight dragons of blood thunder, colliding with silver thunder, instantly electric rays.

Stone soldiers, Lu Qing-eye saw the thunderbolt, immediately open the South Tower defense, so as not to reach the outside world.

Once the electric light spreads, I fear that Xuanwu city will be razed for thousands of miles.

Boom!

Double Thunder touched each other. The elder Thunder's face changed dramatically. Six pints of silver Thunder showed fear and dared not resist Blood Thunder at all.

After eight lashes, the snake was suddenly crushed and the electric light was devoured by the blood thunder.

And beneath the eyes of the people, the Shattered God swallowed up all the Lei Elder's Spiritual Lei and promoted him to a half-step treasure!

“God bleeds! This thunder is almost the strongest of the Seven Realms! ”

Presbyterian Thunder finally realized that although he was the peak of God, the means were never weak. It's hard to win Ningfan!

Looking back, Simon looked at himself unhappily at night. In time, Elder Lei's heart was badly grunted. If he could not kill Ningfan, he would definitely be slaughtered by Simon at night.

“Spell it! Lightning Sword, now! ”

Elder Thunder's sleeve robe waved, and eight silver swordshadows appeared in front of him empty-handed.

Each sword shadow is the pinnacle of the spiritual treasure, the eight swords in one, its power will never be less than the treasure of nothingness!

“It's a lightning blade! This is Elder Thunder's famous treasure. There are more than a few deities dying under this sword! ”

“Humph, Zhou Ming is dead, his blood whip is powerful, but he is only a half-step treasure, can't stop the power of this thunder sword! ”

Even if Elder Thunder lost half the money, Siemens Brothers decided that Elder Thunder had a better chance of winning.

With the change of Elder Thunder's fingertips, the eight swords turned into streaming lasers, emitting the sharp sound of stinging ears, and the next moment, each flashed to Ningfan half length before, the sword qi came out through the sword, divided eight swords of thunder, sweeping towards Ningfan.

This sword thunder is all in one, even if it is half a step of refinement and voidness can crash.

With the eyes of the eight swords facing each other, Ningfan's eyes were cold and he stepped out, his hands were like a shadow of blood, and for a moment, he drew hundreds of whips.

Baiduo whip shadow fell on eight splitting swords, just one moment, the eight swords seemed to be thundered, from which they all stopped the waist to crumble.

As for the eight swordlights, they were directly swept across by the Shattered God Whip.

Broken by eight swords in a row, Elder Thunder's eyes were horrified. He had no idea that the whip of the broken god was such a powerful magic treasure.

Even more unexpected was the same moment when the eight swords were crushed. Suddenly, hundreds of bloody lights were raised in the Dantian field and heavily bombarded on its Numen.

Pfft!

Elder Thunder was pale and seriously wounded. He could feel it. If he had mercy, he would have died directly under the blood thunder!

“Stand down! Otherwise, I won't be merciful! ”

Ningfan held a thunder whip in his hand, his eyes were like demons, and his dark hair danced against the wind.

If Elder Thunder had not spoken in good faith and wished to preserve the soul of Ning Fan, he would never have saved his life.

If Elder Lei is stubborn again, he will not be merciful... only kill him!

Shh!

An air-conditioning sweep swept through the Siemens.

The elder Thunder, who possesses six pint lightning, lightning blade and other powerful and horizontal means, was almost killed by Ningfan only between two moves.

Everyone with bright eyes can see that if Fanning Fan's mercy, Elder Lei... is dead!

This week, he's a tough guy! Even though it's not as good as Simon Night, putting it in the North can be a celebrity pride.

In Ningfan's gaze, Siemens, who was already arrogant, hid a single glance, nobody dared to look at Ningfan.

“Siemens night, I said, without me, you can't take her! ”

Boom!

Simon's face was gloomy at night, and Ningfan's words were like hitting him in the face.

With no mercy, the body of Elder Thunder was severely injured and immediately turned into a blood mist collapse, leaving only the Numen undead.

“Piece of shit! I'll kill you after I kill you! ”

Elder Thunder feared, but dared not resist, nor could he resist.

Simon's night was so powerful that he was pinched to death.

His eyes swept toward Ningfan, and Simon Night had understood that Ningfan was indeed a character, at least under purification, and could beat him almost none.

But that's just beneath purification.

Siemens Night's distraction is also half a step of purification, but it is its own dignity, but it is truly the first and most powerful of the broken!

“Do you like the North? ”

“…" preferred not to answer.

“Humph! I won't lie to you, but if you can beat me half the time, Bei Xiaobin, it's yours! ”

Whoa!

Simon's night palm was empty, and immediately, the air in front of him was suddenly split in half, revealing a newly opened hole in the sky.

“Open your palms! ”

Ning Fan's heart is full of spirits, this means can only be achieved by the broken old monster. With Ning Fan's aim, this cave space opened at night by Simon, although only 10,000 miles wide, is sufficient to indicate that this person's means are all over the sky.

And it seems that this Siemens night is extremely arrogant, disdainful than Ningfan in Xuanwu City. After all, fighting in Xuanwu City may affect other monks, distracting Ningfan.

Siemens Night, be bright and honorable General Fan step under your feet!

“Go into this cave, fight me, beat me half the time, the North is yours! If you lose, you die! ”

Simon didn't say a word at night and stepped into the sky.

Ningfan, after a slight reflection, self-smoking refers to the weathered area hollow sky space is easy to move, if there is any change, it can be thrown out at any time.

This space, moreover, has only just been opened, and there can be no law of ambush.

“Barbarian, not cargo. ”

Ningfan looked back at the small northern barbarian glance, smiled slightly, but turned one step, entered the hollow sky space, and the void healed.

Push...

Another pebble fell into the heart lake, one sentence, but let the northern little heart tremble.

It's not cargo... he says I'm not cargo...

Both mother and sister treat my engagement as a bargaining chip for the Siemens family as a cargo. But he says I'm not cargo.

Bei Xiaobin has always found Ningfan annoying and very annoying.

Every time she saw Ning Fan smiling at her, she was in a blaze.

But this time, she thought the smile was particularly beautiful and beautiful.

He knew that Siemens was strong at night, but he had to fight one.

Isn't he the one who likes to bully me the most? Why would he want to show up for me?

“Don't go...”

Bei Xiaobao was suddenly scared, she knew how powerful Siemens Night was, she tried to save, but preferred to have walked into cave space.

She wanted to enter, but this space was opened by Simon's Night Palm, who could easily enter it unless it was a broken monk...

Boom!

Without giving the North too much time to think about it, it was in the middle of Ningfan and Siemens night entering the hollow sky space, of which there has been an alarming fluctuation... Once the two of them have fought, they will do their utmost!

Fighting fluctuates, almost crushing the hollow sky space!

Whoa!

A piece of blood came out of a void crack and splattered on the face of a small northern barbarian.

Bei Xiaobing gently touched the blood, could she not recognize the smell?

It's Ningfan's blood...

What's going on in there? What's going on?

Why did you just do it? I'd rather have blood splattered in the void!

“Don't worry! Don't worry! ”

The small tears of the North can no longer be controlled. She prefers to fight for her, but she does not even know if Ningfan is alive or dead at this moment.

She finally realized that she could not let go of him because she did not know when to begin...

…

In the cavernous space, Ningfan bathed in blood, his eyes were cold, in front of him, Simon night was also fistbone crushing, a dark surprise.

His soul is divided, but the refining realm of the peak of Yu Life, while Ning Fanming is only the third realm of Yu Life.

Hundreds of punches came down, but even though he was covered in blood, he didn't get too much downwind.

And myself, more than ever, the fist bones were smashed.

“You are strong, but strong is only within God. The seat has been broken and I have seen too much pride in heaven. I am not afraid to tell you that this power of the Divine Body is almost a complete reproduction of the level of my deification. You, not this opponent! ”

“Really? How did you break your fist bone?” I'd rather have blood on the corner of my mouth than be more aggressive.

He first met such a fellow man, who was so powerful that he instinctively shivered nervously and excitedly.

He used to be a little arrogant because he beat some Tian Proud.

Hannethan, Simon Night... these are the breakthroughs in emptiness among peers!

“I won't lose!” Ningfan resolutely said.

“Humph! Don't be shy, this move won't be merciful anymore. Suck your soul!”

Siemens grabbed five fingers at night, toward the soul of the hollow heavens and earth.

But Ning Fan smiled and grabbed the same five fingers. Before Siemens night, he took the soul of the earth one step at a time.

There is only one earthly soul, rather than the soul of the earth, Siemens has no soul at night.

“It's impossible that you can also draw souls and be more knowledgeable than this one! ”

Siemens' night gaze moved for the first time.

This technique of soul-pumping was also learned only after the breakthrough of the Siemens' night, which was not pure. Originally trying to extract soul to reach the power of refining fiction, he instantly killed Ningfan, but never thought, but was taken away by Ningfan.

Spiriting into the body, Ningfan magic surged, time rose to half-step refinement, not weaker than Siemens night.

The bones sounded brittle and crisp, preferring to look at Siemens at night, palms condensed with two layers of palm prints, one hand shot.

The next moment, the rolling black flame turned into 2,000 flame giant palms from the sky as the town headed towards West Gate Night.

“Where's the fictitious spell? But, so what! Big void! ”

Simon's night palm prints a beat, pitch-black as the power of the night's void, turned into 2,000 black palm prints, suddenly against the fire palm.

Boom!

The broken palms, broken palms and fluctuations almost collapsed the hollow sky space.

Ningfan took more than ten steps backwards, and Siemens took nine steps backwards at night to stabilize their shape.

Simon was surprised by the darkness of the night, and the big emptiness of his own hand was actually taken over by Ningfan.

And what makes it even more incredible is that Ning Fan, almost at the moment of stabilizing his figure, once vibrated away from the purple wing, with swords in his hands, the starlight as water, and the blood as dragons.

Not shaken in the slightest by the smashing of the palm of the fire, with sharp swords, he attacked face to face, fearless to death.

“I won't lose! ”

This time, Siemens Night really feels, rather than the momentum in the sword.

His gaze changed, and this was the most fierce of all the gods he had ever seen.

“But you, at the end of the day, are just deities... empty swords! ”

Simon waves at night, and the power of the void condenses into a dark sword, and the power is nothing less than a treasure!

One sword, facing Ningfan double sword, sword light against the collision room, cave space began to collapse.

After more than a dozen swords against each other, Simon found that he could not take advantage of Ningfan at all.

Even, monolithic swordsmanship is exquisite, and he is much less colorful.

“This seat will be defeated on the sword path by a lower boundary ant! ”

A strong dissatisfaction swept up Ximen's mind at night.

He held a sword with one hand, and the other slapped Ningfan hard into his body.

With one stroke, Zhen Ningfan Tiger mouth shattered, the blood flow as injected, but his eyes did not change the momentum of the storm. He wiped the blood dragon demon sword towards the West Gate's neck at night, not paying any attention to the injuries.

Simon Night's covert shock, this life-threatening method, made him constrained.

In a hurry, he was still chopped off by the Dragon Demon Sword and left an inch and a half long blood mark.

And when the blood dragon demon sword broke through his skin, it seemed like a tearing force came out of the blood sword, sucking away a lot of the blood of Simon night, it was accidental, more loss than Ningfan.

“What a demon sword!” Simon was furious at night, and he couldn't allow himself to be hurt by an ant.

“Half a move, I win.” I'd rather be sarcastic.

“Shut up!” Siemens' night vision was wild.

Any semi-convention is left behind.

He has only one mood at the moment, which is to... kill Ningfan!

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