The Gate Of Good Fortune

(Correction: The previous chapters have been writing Jin Jin Dan as a Pyeongqi Dan, and the Fifth Five apologizes here, and the correction has been made.

Ningcheng's combat experience is also quite rich. He knows that his training is not as good as that of Zhu Hongwen. The longer the two men have been in battle, the more detrimental it will be to him. He is now equivalent to Zhu Hongwen because his beliefs are stronger than Zhu Hongwen's.

So Ningcheng was forced back by Zhu Hongwen's real yuan. There was no delay at all. At the same time, the long gun in his hand had been disillusioned into twelve cold guns.

These twelve to cold gunshots instantly formed a network of gunshots, and the surrounding air seemed to slow down in the cold, and the powerful cold gunshots directly cooled down Zhu Hongwen's intentions.

Zhu Hongwen trembled in his heart. This is a Xuan-grade gun technique, and it is a Xuan-grade Ice gun technique with a gun intent. To the extent that the Ice Gun technique can be applied to this extent, this person has an Ice Spirit root, even if it is not the main Ice Spirit root. He has no idea whether Ningcheng has been cured or condensed to be cured. Faced with this powerful gun technique, he cannot stop Ningcheng without a defensive magic treasure, except to avoid it.

Once he hides, this powerful rifle net will surely follow, and even if he finally escapes, he will be seriously injured. Because giving up resistance will only slow him down until such a powerful brown ice gun is intended.

These thoughts flashed like lightning in Zhu Hongwen's mind. He made a timely judgement, and the flying sword in his hand similarly became a sword screen. He can't quit. Not only will he lose, he may also be slaughtered.

The screen of the sword and the shadow of the blue ice gun were blown together, and the sound of "woo...” kept ringing.

There was also some clicking in the whistle, as if the ice had been broken.

“Pfft...” Xuan Ice Gun Mang directly opened the sword curtain, several guns penetrated the sword curtain, bombarded Zhu Hongwen's body, carrying four or five blood arrows. Zhu Hongwen was also bombed out by Ningcheng at the same time, but he was relieved and finally saved his life.

Ningcheng was surprised by the fact that Hongwen appeared to be less powerful than Mango City's Mu Li Tiger. Thirty-six shots of Xuan Bing is already his most powerful shooting technique. If Xuan Bing Thirty-six shots cannot kill Zhu Hongwen, then he can only use a seven-week ice needle.

Ningcheng is still afraid to use a seven-week ice needle, and there is a woman with three layers of condensation. Seven weeks ice needle sneak attack works best, when it is known, the effect will be a fold. After all, his seven-week ice needle spell was far less than 36 shots of brown ice, and the seven-week ice needle relied entirely on the mind.

Zhu Hongwen was seriously injured. Ningcheng's long gun did not stagnate at all. The gun was restrained and turned into a gun line that continued to bombard Zhu Hongwen's eyebrows. Even the surrounding bamboo was thrilled by the shooting.

Ningcheng knows too much about iron striking while it's hot.

In the midst of a horrible gun like Ningcheng, the woman in the white green dress has reacted. She immediately flew up and had an extra round shield in her hand. She could not have imagined a vigorous monk in Ningcheng. A converging monk is about to slaughter a four-story monk, which she has never heard of before.

“Click…”

Ningcheng's unobscured gun blasted on the green dress women's round shield, making a crackling noise.

Powerful true forces returned, Ningcheng's powerful and murderous gun was blocked by a round shield, completely dispersed, and soon disappeared.

Ningcheng was shocked to retreat a few steps again. He likewise did not think that a woman's cultivation was lower than that of Zhu Hongwen, but rather that her actions were stronger than that of Zhu Hongwen. Ningcheng's heart sinks and has slowly retreated to the edge of the formation. It doesn't make any sense to him to keep hitting, and if they stop him with all their might, he really doesn't have to walk away.

The woman seemed to know that Ningcheng was going to walk, and the first time had sealed the way to Ningcheng, while the five flying swords began to circle around her.

“Hung Man, help me kill him.” The Green Skirt woman is completely devoid of her previous sobriety, when all she sees is calm and murderous.

Zhu Hongwen did not need this woman to remind him that he had forcibly stopped the injury. He stared at Ningcheng like a hungry wolf and looked at the madness in his eyes. Ningcheng knew that he was ready to die.

The man who can control the five flying swords is absolutely stronger than him. Where else in Ningcheng will the idea continue to haunt him? He had a long gun in his hand, and he said sarcastically, "Kung Qihua, you stole a man behind your back, hiding here must be very happy, right? Poor Ji Xuan Zhang blinded his eyes and married a woman like you. Perhaps he has been killed by you and the adulterer. In the face of Giraffe, I will not compare with you today, and someone will seek revenge on you. ”

The Green Skirt woman listened to Ningcheng, she stayed like a wooden chicken, her face was like a piece of white paper again, even the five swords that surrounded her were powerless to fall. She only has one sentence in her heart. How does this person know who she is and what she has done? What the hell is going on?

No wonder she doesn't understand that she's been living here for over a decade. And Ningcheng doesn't look like it's even twenty. How do you know about her family?

Even more alarming was Ningcheng's statement that it was in the face of Princess Giro, who obviously had a good relationship with Princess Giro.

While the green skirt was still panicking, Ningcheng had taken a shadow from her and instantly left.

In fact, Ningcheng had a chance to kill the Green Skirt woman just now. Ningcheng really looked at Giroffe and spared Kung Qihua's life.

Zhu Hongwen was also shocked by Ningcheng's words, but he had been seriously injured and could only watch Ningcheng go away. He had no half power to stop Ningcheng.

“Who is he and how does he know me? How do you know about Roffe? How's Lo Fei now?” Kuang Qihua is still muttering to himself and his face is getting paler and scarier.

Zhu Hongwen stood aside and softly consoled him. “From this point on, I'm sure Lao Fei is doing well, Qihua, you don't have to worry...”

Kung Qihua didn't hear Zhu Hongwen's words. After talking to herself for a while, she suddenly looked up and said, “I'm going out, I'm going to see Lao Fei. ”

After that, she said to herself, “If this person goes to talk to Lao Fei about me, talk about me...”

Sigh to Hongwen, he knows Kung Qihua's mind. What happens if a daughter thinks her mother killed her father and hid in the woods with a fornicator? Would you recognize her as a mother? Probably pulling the sword right away, right?

“I have a way to keep Roffe from believing his words.” May Hongwen speak quietly.

“What way?” Kuang Qihua opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Hongwen. The tone of speech was a little rushed, even a little more red on his pale face.

“If you see Luofei, whether or not Luofei already knows about it, you need to tell her first, this person is in danger to you...”

……

Ningcheng rushed out of the formation and found that the two men had not caught up and slowed down their steps. In Da 'an Forest, he was not afraid of Kung Qihua and Zhu Hung Wen joining forces. He was convinced that the two men would not dare to chase him. Once he had provoked the advanced demon beast, he could walk away and the two men would remain here forever.

Leaving the place, Ningcheng accelerated its steps. He decided to go to Ganzhou to find out if he could find Jin Jin Dan's promotion to Jin Reality. When a friar of condensation is as free to use his divinity as he is, Ningcheng estimates that even his two ice spells together may not have been able to fight. Kung Qihua is such a condescending monk. (I apologize again for having wrongly written Jin Zhen Dan into Pyeongqi Dan.

Even if you are stronger, there are some essential differences between Monk Koji and Monk Koji. This strength and weakness is evident in the fact that Brother Cohesion is the true element, and Brother Ju Qi is the true qi.

Ningcheng knows that the real cultivation of the watershed is not the gathering of gas and condensation, but the construction of the Yuan Realm. When you reach the realm of construction, you can truly cast the foundation and become a monk.

Ningcheng accelerated his speed while practicing his 36 shots of brown ice all the way. It cannot be fixed in the short term and must be remedied by means of means.

Ningcheng had already walked less than a month away. When Ningcheng looked up and saw a blue sky again, and the open wilderness, he took a long breath. More than two months of forest trekking is over, and this should be the land of Gazette.

Although it is still on the edge of Da 'an Forest, on the edge of Ganzhou, Ningcheng has already felt much better than Pingzhou.

Ningcheng tidied up his things and carefully packed up the guns behind him before preparing to sacrifice his sword off the edge of Da 'an Forest.

A grey figure came out more than 200 meters from Ningcheng, followed closely by a wolf demon who had killed too many. After the wolf demon rushed out of the edge of Da 'an Forest, he seemed to feel that it was dangerous to face it outside, gave up pursuing this grey figure and turned back into Da 'an Forest.

This is a young man in a grey monk costume who seems to know that the werewolf demon will not continue to chase him. After rushing out of Da 'an Forest, he did not continue to flee, but went to Ningcheng.

Ningcheng also did not continue to sacrifice the flying sword, he likewise wanted to ask for directions.

The young man who came here seemed to be about his age, and was also built into the Ninth Floor of Gathering. He just had a mustache on his face, looked a little muddy, and looked older. The teenager had no need for a white face and had a slight bloody smell all over him. An obvious scar on his face reinforces his ruthlessness.

Nearly a year after Ningcheng Da 'an Forest, this bleeding killer was felt by him as soon as he came into contact. He was sure that the teenager had been in Da 'an Forest for no short time and was a decisive killer.

“My name is Uncle Shi. I've been living in the woods of Da 'an. My friends are a bit facetious. Is this why I'm here?” The grey-coated teenager looked extremely friendly and came back with a smile to greet him proactively.

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