Control The World

Ning Wufeng looked at him indifferently and said, "I'm not interested. I just wanted to tell you that when you turned into a beast, your pants exploded. Don't you feel that something was a little cold?"    

Everyone's eyes landed on Wang Batian. Suddenly, a female disciple exclaimed "hooligan" and turned her head away.    

Wang Batian's face turned red, a gust of wind blew past, and he disappeared.    

"What an arrogant person." Ouye Qian muttered softly.    

Seemingly having already lost interest in the others, her gaze directly landed on Ning Wufeng.    

"I heard that you obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Elder in the Heavenly Sword Valley. I wonder if you can show it to us?" Ouye Qian said lightly.    

If it was anyone else, to be able to display themselves in front of such a beauty, they would definitely be impatient.    

But Ning Wufeng was not interested.    

"Not interested." He glanced at Ouye Qian, and then lowered his head to eat the delicious food in front of him, as if he was more interested in these foods than Ouye Qian.    

Ouye Qian's beautiful face slightly changed and revealed a displeased expression.    

"Ning Wufeng, you have guts to not even give face to Miss Ou Ye." Feng Ruxiao pointed at Ning Wufeng and chided loudly.    

Since his last loss, Feng Ruxiao's resentment towards Ning Wufeng had accumulated for a long time. This time, he finally borrowed the power of the Ouye Family and wanted to teach Ning Wufeng a lesson.    

Ning Wufeng swept his eyes across him, and said: "Since even Miss Ouye did not speak, what qualifications do you have to speak up?"    

"Clown." Hei Hukui chuckled.    

Feng Ruxiao's face instantly darkened, his fists clenching tightly. Ouye Qian was slightly dissatisfied with Ning Wufeng. She was the noble young master of the Ouye Family, someone who countless people praised and praised, yet Ning Wufeng didn't even give her any face.    

"Hmph, what big words. Miss Ou Ye, don't be angry, I, Wang Batian, will teach him a lesson for you. " A muffled sound suddenly came from the stairs as Wang Batian left and returned.    

His huge body stood horizontally in front of Ning Wufeng, blocking the light that was in front of him.    

"Ning Wufeng, do you dare to fight me!?" He bellowed angrily with a deep voice. His voice was extremely deep and deafening, and the entire pavilion seemed to be shaking.    

Ning Wufeng's expression did not change at all as she glanced at him indifferently, not moving at all.    

The crowd began to whisper among themselves.    

"Ning Wufeng, you probably don't even have the courage to fight Wang Batian anymore. "A scoundrel!" Feng Ruxiao sneered.    

"That's right, the dignified number one of Sword Spirit City is actually as cowardly as a mouse." Someone whispered.    

"How is such a person worthy of possessing the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Elder?"    

Bang    

Wang Batian slapped his palm on Ning Wufeng's table. Ning Wufeng secretly circulated his spirit energy to offset 99% of the power of his palm, if not, that palm would have shattered the table in front of him into pieces.    

"Stinking brat, continue to be a cowardly tortoise." Wang Batian laughed sinisterly.    

Ning Wufeng's face changed slightly.    

Hei Hukui, who was at the side, suddenly stood up, pointed at Wang Batian and berated him: "Wang Batian, do not be overbearing or else I will not be courteous to you."    

"Hei Hukui, is there anything here for you to spout nonsense?" Wang Batian snorted and swept over him with disdain.    

Ning Wufeng swept his eyes across Wang Batian and said softly, "Kui, since he doesn't like you that much, try him on my behalf."    

Hei Hukui's pupils shrank as excitement filled his eyes. With a leap, he landed in the middle of the pavilion and gave Wang Batian a thumbs up.    

"Alright, I'll take the chance to relax my muscles and bones as well." Hei Hukui chuckled.    

Wang Batian did not think that his former defeated opponent would actually dare to challenge him, he was afraid that he was not an idiot! A sinister smile appeared on his face.    

"Little Tiger, have you forgotten the taste of being beaten? "If that's the case, then I'll spend some effort to retrieve your memories!" He snorted coldly, and a berserk Qi and Blood Strength started surging all over his body.    

A hint of coldness flashed across Feng Ruxiao's eyes, and he laughed lightly: "Since when did Black Tiger Sword Pavilion's little Pavilion Master become someone else's subordinate."    

Hei Hukui suddenly turned his head, a dense baleful aura flashed past his eyes, and he coldly snorted: "Don't shout too early, it's almost your turn."    

The smile on Feng Ruxiao's face stiffened.    

Phew...    

Hei Hukui made his move, the aura around his body did not reveal, and he looked extremely ordinary. The berserk sword body and overflowing sword Qis were all restrained.    

Feng Ruxiao was a little surprised.    

Ouye Qian looked at Hei Hukui's appearance and became a little suspicious. The way Hei Hukui acted was not too shocking. How could such a person be Wang Batian's match?    

"Hmph. Brat, you don't have that much strength. Watch how I crush you to death." Wang Batian's face revealed a look of disdain, he thought that the stronger the physical strength, the stronger it would be in his performance, but the Sword Qi in Hei Hukui's body was not obvious, and it seemed to be weaker than when he was last year.    

He strode out with big strides, his palm was filled with berserk Qi and Blood Strength s, roaring and slapping towards Hei Hukui, his aura like a mountain crushing down.    

Rumble ?    

In that moment, it was as if Hei Hukui's hand was plated with a layer of dark golden light, the sharp Sword Qi instantly going berserk, exploding towards Wang Batian.    

Dong dong dong ?    

Wang Batian was pushed back more than ten steps, his hands were badly mangled and almost crippled. His expression instantly turned grim and terrifying as he growled.    

"Brat, I've underestimated you."    

Everyone around was shocked, they never thought that Hei Hukui's strength was so strong!    

The smile on Feng Ruxiao's face stiffened.    

"This brat actually learned how to play the pig to eat the tiger." Ning Wufeng chuckled, he shook his head, while tasting the delicious food in front of him, at the same time watching their battle, feeling satisfied.    

"Impossible, Wang Batian was probably too careless just now." Someone whispered.    

Before the man finished speaking, Wang Batian's entire body surged with a berserk power. His eyes instantly turned scarlet, the power of his vital energy and Qi intertwined with his spirit energy, forming rays of light that seemed to be solid around his body.    

Bang    

As if thunder rumbled in Wang Batian's body, his body shot out explosively. The floor under the Linjiang Pavilion's defensive array formation had a hole dug in it by him, scaring the people below out of their wits and causing them to flee in all directions.    

"Carelessness?" The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth raised slightly. He would know whether it was due to carelessness or inevitable later on. He ate and drank leisurely.    

Many people's gazes were on him.    

"This guy is truly ambitious. Once Hei Hukui loses, he will be next. He's still in the mood to eat and drink here? "    

"Poor bastard. Eighty percent of his previous life was the reincarnation of a hungry ghost." Someone snorted, snorting lightly.    

Ouye Qian's gaze fell on Ning Wufeng too, and a hint of coldness disappeared. Today, he borrowed Wang Batian's hand to give him a good lesson.    

"Wang Batian, if you can defeat everyone here today, I can give you a Mysterious rank Ling Dan." Ouye Qian said in a bland voice.    

Mysterious grade spirit pellet.    

In an instant, the aura of the crowd grew thicker. Mysterious rank Ling Dan was something that could not be bought in the Sword Spirit City.    

Ning Wufeng's expression changed. Ouye Qian's meaning was very obvious. Actually, everyone present only meant that they had defeated him.    

She wanted to borrow Wang Batian's power to teach herself a lesson. Unfortunately, he did not have such a chance.    

Ning Wufeng chuckled, he called for his attendants and brought them over to change him to a table of delicious food. Everyone looked at him weirdly, but Ning Wufeng ate calmly.    

Boom ?    

Hei Hukui and Wang Batian were once again embroiled in battle.    

A gigantic Black Tiger appeared behind Hei Hukui, his entire body surging with a berserk Qi, the tyrannical Sword Qi suddenly released.    

Boom ?    

A fist flew towards Wang Batian as a myriad of sword auras descended and instantly surrounded Wang Batian. The Sword Qi wantonly destroyed Wang Batian's defenses.    

Wang Batian roared towards the sky. He never thought that his defeat back then would now be so troublesome.    

"Art of Painting!"    

The totem on his body seemed to come to life as he moved like a snake and howled like a tiger. Blood energy gushed out like a stream. Wang Batian's entire being was like a walking giant barbarian.    

Roar ?    

Totem power erupted out, pouring out in torrents. The surrounding sword Qis retreated like a receding tide.    

"Black Tiger Sword Body!" Hei Hukui also roared towards the sky. When he fought with Ning Wufeng earlier, he had already honed his battle skills to an extremely strong existence.    

The shadow of the Black Tiger behind him changed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a huge pair of wings that covered the sky appeared behind the Black Tiger. Every feather on the wings was made up of countless fine sword Qis, and their power was extremely terrifying.    

The Sword Qi around Wang Batian that was initially receding like tidewater, now that Hei Hukui's wings were flapping, it once again overflowed with color and flew through the blood colored totems and entered into Wang Batian's body.    

Dong dong dong ?    

Wang Batian screamed miserably again and again, retreating a few dozen steps with an expression of shock on his face.    

Roar ?    

The Black Tiger behind Hei Hukui roared. As it flapped its wings, it transformed into a flash of black light and charged towards Wang Batian in an instant. With a plop, the Black Tiger entered Wang Batian's body.    

Wang Batian screamed out, his entire person kneeling on the ground, his face turning red and spitting out a mouthful of blood, fainting on the ground.    

Everyone around him widened their eyes and looked at Hei Hukui in disbelief.    

Hei Hukui's face was full of excitement as he muttered to himself, "I did it, I did it."    

The shadow of his defeat had always been with Wang Batian during his battle back then. Now, with Ning Wufeng's help, he actually defeated Wang Batian fair and square.    

The river flowed east for thirty years. The river flowed west for thirty years.    

"Wang Batian, you're just so-so!" Hei Hukui looked at the unconscious Wang Batian and said indifferently.    

He looked at Feng Ruxiao.    

Feng Ruxiao was also equally shocked, he did not expect that in such a short period of time, Hei Hukui's strength would increase so quickly. Sensing the fighting intent rising from Hei Hukui's body, his face slightly changed.    

"You think that you can defeat Wang Batian and me?" Feng Ruxiao's gloomy voice came out.    

Ning Wufeng had just finished tasting the delicious delicacies in front of him, and was patting his robes as he stood up, saying: "Kui, come back here. Eat first, these things taste pretty good. "    

His gaze shot straight at Feng Ruxiao.    

Feng Ruxiao, just let him handle it.