MTL - Control The World-Chapter 400 Guild Wars

The disciples around him all showed a surprise expression. He did not expect that Ning Wufeng had not been cholera-hearted by Voldemort. He just wanted to escape.

A qualitative sword light killed Xiang Qin.

It's the Golden Yuan Kandao.

"Mist Turing!" Ning Wufeng whispered in a low voice, and the sword turned into a qualitative match, wrapped in a forward trend and attacking Qin Can.

Qin Can's face changed drastically. Hengjian's chest was slammed by Daoguang, and the whole person rolled down Voldemort directly. A burst of blood spurted out, and the rune light on the broad sword instantly dimmed a lot.

"You ... How could you escape Voldemort's consciousness of cholera?" Qin Can opened his eyes wide, with an incredible expression on his face, and his Voldemort's spirit used the power of the earth to bluntly enhance his spirit power. After two realms, I never expected Ning Wufeng to be trapped!

The disciples cheered for a while.

The Elder Sun of the Sword Spirit Academy also breathed a deep sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, and said lightly: "It seems that the disciples of Liwangdian should really be bragging, not strength."

The crowd heard another laugh. The disciples of Liwangdian were blushing, clenched their fists, and could not wait to play for Qin Can, and taught Ning Wufeng a good lesson, Yixue shame.

Mr. Fan's pupils shrunk slightly. He clearly felt that Ning Wufeng had indeed been affected by Voldemort, but how did he feel like he was okay at this moment?

It shouldn't be.

He couldn't find the reason, and it was impossible to think that Ning Wufeng's Yuanshen power was comparable to the monk of the false Danjing, far surpassing Qin Can.

"Elder Sun's remarks are bad, this is just the beginning." Mr. Fan sneered, and then said loudly: "Qin Can don't hide the means, let Xijian Academy see your true strength."

Qin Can got up from the snow and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes suddenly became dark. His momentum has become incredibly thick.

"You have angered me." Scarlet's eyes stared at Ning Wufeng, and the corners of his mouth were sloppy.

A faint smile on Ning Wufeng's face said, "I have to say, you're so kind. Have you been angry until now? I'm already over-excited."

He smiled slightly and the wind was light. However, I was also cautious in my heart. After all, it is not unreasonable for Voldemort to be so high on the list.

From its appearance to the present, Voldemort has only played a role of cholera mind. Its ability is definitely more than that, so Ning Wufeng would not dare to carelessly.

I saw Qin Can roaring in a low voice, and there was a burst of gas in the surging earth spirit. The already dim light of the broad sword shone, especially eye-catching.

Suddenly, Qin Can pulled his sword into Voldemort's body.

Roar ...

Voldemort roared sternly, the ground trembled sharply, and numerous cracks visible to the naked eye spread like spider webs.

Qin Can was somber and clenched his broad sword tightly. Runguang on the broad sword became more dazzling. Ning Wufeng couldn't look straight at the broad sword.

The momentum on the broad sword kept rising.

The peak of the beginning of the spirit.

The middle of the spirit world.

The mid-level peak of the spirit world.

Late stage of the spirit.

The peak of the late stage of the spirit!

Three great realms have been ascended. The faces of the spectators have all changed, Qin Can was able to temporarily climb through the spiritual power of the earth to the peak of the final stage of the spirit!

The magical power of Voldemort's spirit is actually so amazing, it is truly worthy to be famous on the spirit list!

Qin Can's sperm of blood spewed out, the blood mist radiated around the body, and the broad sword slowly pulled out. The wound on Voldemort's body absorbed the sperm and quickly healed.

The ensuing momentum also dissipated.

Ning Wufeng gave a soft breath. Voldemort disappeared, but there was an additional Qin Can in front of him who climbed to the final stage of the spirit.

"It was you who forced me. Losing is enough for your pride!" Qin Can yelled, his eyes flashed coldly.

The broad swords are intertwined with light, one sword cuts to Ning Wufeng. The mad sand that set off blasted off like a column, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

Elder Sun's face suddenly changed, and he grinned suddenly, "Just let's say, the power of Voldemort's spirit is so powerful that non-My Academy students can be rivaled."

Even though he was reluctant to admit it, it was the case. At this time, even if the deacon of the academy came forward, he might not be able to defeat Qin Can.

The peak of the late stage of the **** spirit state and the early stage of the **** spirit state are too far apart.

The disciples of Xijian Academy showed indignation. Only Xie Gongzi was deeply relieved, and he secretly said, "Stink boy, are you finally going to lose?" Great!

If Ning Wufeng wins the victory, how can he maintain his reputation as the first person in the Sword Wash Academy? If Ning Wufeng also loses, he will have the same result whether he is on the court or not. Instead, he will be able to claim a good name of "knowledge".

Mr. Fan twisted his beard gently, and smiled lightly: "Elder Sun has won the prize, and the disciples of Xijian Academy are also good. It is rare in Yuling City to be able to push Qin Can to such a point. Just looking at Da Qin, Just a little bit worse. "

In words, the color of pride is overflowing in words, in his opinion, Qin Can and Ning Wufeng are not at all a level. Qin Can's future opponent will not be limited to Yuling City, but a larger stage-the Great Qin Empire!

Elder Sun's eyes were full of bleakness, and his eyes fell back into the battlefield.

Qin Can rushed to the thunder with a sword, rolling the sand and stones, and was about to go down without wind. No one can stop the sky!

"Let's die!" Qin Can growled sharply, his eyes full of fanaticism.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank abruptly, and Shen said, "It turns out that this is the best thing at the bottom of your pressure box, but that's it."

Qin Can only temporarily boosted his strength to the later stage of the soul state, but he had the ability to kill monks in the soul state!

Ning Wufeng's mouth slightly rose, his eyes suddenly burst into cold light, and the power of powerful consciousness came out.

Stars kill!

The starburst of quality in both eyes was approaching Qin Can's eyes, as if a sky mark was tearing apart.

"Ah!" Qin Can screamed suddenly, leaving blood and blood in his pupils, and the whole person knelt on the ground.

what?

Qin Can lost?

Everyone's eyes widened, a strange look.

The smiles on the faces of the people in Liwangdian were solidified, and Tianjiao, who was unmatched in their hearts, was defeated by their peers!

Mr. Fan looked blank, with a lot of strength in his hands, and tore off several beards stiffly. The pain instantly woke him up.

"Qin Can!" He shouted, and an afterimage suddenly appeared next to Qin Can, helping him up.

Qin Can bleeds Qi Qiao, his eyes are dull, and he stares into the air dullly.

"Qin Can!" Mr. Fan was startled in his heart, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured into Qin Can's body.

Qin Can's entire body was wrapped in white light, and his injuries healed with the naked eye. However, Mr. Fan's face showed doubts, apparently he didn't have too much physical injuries. Why did he do this?

Is it?

God?

Mr. Fan was a little stunned in his heart, the damage of the consciousness was absolutely fatal to the monk of the spirit state. He carefully explored Qin Can's knowledge of the sea.

Fragmented!

"Ah!" Mr. Fan had his hair spread out, his eyes widened, and growled, "Smelly boy, you dare to destroy the Tianjiao of my king!"

The sound was extremely harsh, stinging Ning Wufeng's eardrum. The powerful force of consciousness surged out, rather than humming with no wind, blood rushed out of the corner of his mouth.

"He wants to kill me, will I be able to catch it!" He said gritted teeth and said blood, the blood dripping down.

Qin Can's knowledge of the sea was shattered and broken by the blow from the stars. Even if he had a talent for the world, he would be a fool in the future. He is the hope of Li Wang Dian, how can Mr. Fan not be angry?

He stepped out into the air, stared at Ning Wufeng, and sternly said, "Your cheap life can be compared with him!"

One palm blasted out, and Ning Wufeng's whole body was broken.

Ming Wang's spirit!

Ning Wufeng was overflowing with golden light, and a mighty momentum resisted the attack of Mr. Fan.

Mr. Fan had a strange color on his face, but he did not expect that Ning Wufeng's spirit was so strange.

He was about to kill, and only a roar suddenly sounded behind him.

"Different fan, you want to kill in my Xijian Academy!" Elder Sun suddenly awakened at this time, making a loud roar.

He had never thought that Ning Wufeng would defeat Tianjiao Qin Can.

The Sword Wash Academy won?

This scene was like dreaming, and Elder Sun did not respond for a while.

By the time he reacted, Mr. Fan had already shot Ning Wufeng.

His cyan sleeves waved, and the voluptuous five-handed spirit sword shone with scorching light. Each stalk sword is a five-spirit spirit soldier. The small five-element sword array is deployed in his hands, and the power is superb.

Mr. Fan's face suddenly changed, and the moves he had already taken were suddenly withdrawn. If he insists on shooting against Ning Wufeng, it will be bound to be besieged by Elder Sun's sword formation.

Now, they are in the Xijian Academy, and once they are under siege, it is no different from death.

Naturally, he did not dare to take such a risk. Mr. Fan sank, turned back, and returned to the front of the King's Palace.

And Elder Sun must have his hair spread, his eyes widened, and he roared: "Different fan, if you want to die, you will never die today!"

Mr. Fan frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Ning Wufeng.

"This person is just a named disciple of your Xijian Academy. Why does Elder Sun need to be so angry?" He chuckled.

"Ning Wufeng, you and I were the masters before, and it was a situation that forced me to take a shot. If you are willing to join the Palace of King Li, you will definitely be vigorously trained, which is definitely a hundred times better than your treatment at Xijian Academy.

Elder Sun's face changed, and the pearl was dusty. He had an unshirkable responsibility, but Ning Wufeng is hot now. If he joins the Palace of Li Wang, it will be a huge loss for them.

Ning Wufeng smiled slightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "I knew that the palace of Liwang had such a weight, and Ning Wufeng should challenge you all by yourself."

Challenge you all!

The disciples in the Palace of Li Wang were filled with indignation, and Mr. Fan's face was even more ugly. This made him feel more embarrassed than to refuse directly.