Chapter 1398: War Creation

"Yue Feng is a half-step good luck-level existence, you are not his opponent, I will stop him, you go first!"

Jian Xilai said coldly to Ning Qi, just as the words fell, Yue Feng's offensive had arrived, Ning Qi smiled lightly, but pulled Jian Xilai behind him, and greeted Yue Feng.

"Half-step fortune! Let me see how strong the power of fortune is!"

Ning Qi laughed loudly, his body swelled suddenly, and the firepower of the Immortal Emperor of the Ages was fully fired, and the majestic spirit of the fairy filled Ning Qi's arms.

Eternal Sky Spirit Void Knife!

In the void, black gaps appeared, as if a few streaks of black ink had been sprinkled on a piece of white paper.

boom!

With Ning Qi and Yue Feng as the center, the aftermath of the strong shock swept away in all directions, and those monks who were hiding hundreds of miles away turned around in horror and fled.

Ning Qi could strongly feel that the opponent's power of creation was decomposing his fairy spirit, but the decomposition speed was very slow.

"If it weren't for the laws of heaven here, how could this power of good fortune be the opponent of fairy spirit!"

Ning Qi stood beside Jian Xilai expressionlessly, while Yue Feng looked at Ning Qi in surprise.

"He... has already been able to fight against the existence of the half-step creation level?"

Jian Xilai looked at Ning Qi, with a look of astonishment flashing across his eternal eyes.

"What's the background of that guy?"

"I'm afraid it's a half-step good fortune of the newly promoted!"

"So young, I can't believe it, I just talked to him!"

The monks who hid hundreds of miles away looked at Ning Qi in shock.

"Who the hell are you? Half-step nature?"

Yue Feng said coldly.

The monks of the Putuo sect withdrew from a certain distance one after another, showing a state of encirclement, surrounding Ning Qi and Jian Xilai. They looked at Ning Qi full of fear, and being able to make a move with the suzerain showed the opponent's strength. Cultivation is likely to be a half-step good luck!

"Aren't you going to kill me? Come on."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

Yue Feng's expression changed slightly, "Maybe there is some misunderstanding between us, Jian Xilai robbed a secret treasure of my Putuo Sect, you ask him to hand over the thing, let's forget about today's matter!"

"Aren't you crazy? Kill me first, and then suppress her? You want that thing, come and get it now, as long as you can kill me, the thing is yours."

Ning Qi smiled.

"It seems that Your Excellency doesn't give you any face at all? Okay! Then let me learn, your brilliant move!"

A strong killing intent flashed in Yue Feng's eyes, and as soon as he finished speaking, his figure appeared in front of Ning Qi. At the same time, a giant python broke out from the ground and bit Ning Qi.

This giant python was covered in red, its eyes were red, and it carried a trace of power of good fortune. It was so fast that even the nearby void seemed to be tearing apart.

It is Yue Feng's 'Blood Claw'!

"die!"

Yue Feng grinned grimly, and with his fists mixed with the power of good fortune, he slashed at Ning Qi's head.

A master who has reached this stage is fighting for the power of good fortune. Yue Feng believes that even if the opponent is a half-step good fortune, he has just broken through for a short time, and it is absolutely impossible to be his opponent.

As for those stronger creators, the means possessed by ghosts and gods are unpredictable. Yue Feng has not yet reached such a state, so naturally he is not qualified to practice that kind of magic!

The most insidious point of Yue Feng is his offensive, which covers Jian Xilai. If Ning Qi confronts him, then the bloody monk will definitely swallow Jian Xilai in one gulp. If Ning Qi goes to save him, he must bear it His blow.

"Break!"

The Dragon Slaying Sword appeared in Ning Qi's hands, and he slashed at the blood scorpion. The fairy spirit on this knife was stronger than the one he had just fought with Yue Feng. A face-to-face was cut off by Ning Qi. At the same time, his back blocked Jian Xilai and was hit by Yue Feng's punch.

The terrible power of good fortune was tearing at Ning Qi, as if to tear him into pieces, but at this moment, the spirit of the fairy spirit also boiled up, constantly repairing the wounds torn out by the power of good fortune, Ning Qi With the strength of Yue Feng's punch, he held Jian Xilai in his arms, and hit a distant mountain peak thousands of feet high like a cannonball, and the entire mountain was broken in half!

"Damn it!"

Blood gushed out of Yue Feng's mouth non-stop, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out. Unexpectedly, the opponent could cut off his head with a single move of the blood scorpion that had been condensed for tens of thousands of years.

The broken head dissipated directly between the heaven and the earth, and the aura of the bloody dharma that lost the head suddenly weakened by several tenths. Ning Qi's knife directly cut off Yue Feng's thousands of years of penance. How could he not angry?

"metropolitan!"

The Putuo sect monks flew over nervously.

"I'm fine, go and bring me the man's body and Jian Xilai."

Yue Feng snorted coldly.

"yes!"

Hearing the words, the monks of the Putuo Sect flew towards the broken mountain peak, perhaps to grab merit, and their speed was faster than the other, but before they reached the mountain peak, they suddenly fell to the ground. Some people reacted and prepared He turned around and ran, but it was too late, a celestial spirit penetrated his chest in an instant, and the almost immortal vitality possessed by the Faxiang Realm was completely destroyed and extinct by this move.

"He's not dead?"

Yue Feng was slightly taken aback, the anger in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by seriousness.

No matter what kind of Faxiang Realm cultivator, as long as he is hit head-on by a half-step fortune-level existence, there must be no reason to survive. After all, the power of fortune can easily disintegrate the opponent's vitality and the power of law. The power is the power of good fortune itself, or some strange treasures that contain the power of good fortune!

Among the only half of the mountain peaks left, Ning Qi came west with his sword in his arms, broke through the air, and confronted Yue Feng coldly. On his body, black cracks loomed from time to time, and he was immediately rushed by the spirit of the fairy Repair one by one.

"You, let me go..."

A cold voice rang in my ears.

Ning Qi was slightly stunned, and looked down, because he is now very big, and Jian Xilai is in his arms, just like a child, but Jian Xilai's expression at this time is not very good-looking.

After reacting, Ning Qi smiled, loosened his arms, Jian Xilai stepped on the white lotus, and stood beside Ning Qi.

"Who are you? The breath on your body can resist my power of good fortune?"

Yue Feng looked at Ning Qi warily.

Ning Qi ignored him, but smiled towards Jian Xilai and said, "Aunt Jian, stand a little further away next, so as not to make too much noise when I kill him."

Jian Xilai was convinced that Ning Qi did have the strength to fight Yue Feng, so he nodded lightly and retreated hundreds of miles in an instant.

"You've been talking nonsense from the beginning, are you afraid?"

Ning Qi looked at Yue Feng with a mocking smile on his lips.