Many figures rushed over instantly, surrounding everyone.

"Chen Changfeng, you are still here!"

Qiao Qianqian's pretty face changed color. Unexpectedly, the other party was still waiting outside, and the number of people was several times more than before. Obviously, a large number of strong men were transferred from the Chen family.

"I am sure to get the Wugui Immortal Armor. Since you have come out of it, don't say you have gained nothing!"

Chen Changfeng snorted coldly and said, "Take it over!"

"Chen Changfeng, stop dreaming, we haven't found any Wugui Xian Armor."

Of course Qiao Qianqian would not admit it.

"Then let me search each one by one!" Chen Changfeng was aggressive.

Ning Jiang waved his hand and said lightly: "Okay, since he wants Wugui Xianyao, tell him that Wugui Xianyao is on my body, but..."

Ning Jiang looked at Chen Changfeng, and a sarcastic magnitude cursed up at the corner of his mouth: "Can you take my things away?"

"Looking for death." Chen Changfeng's face turned cold, "You broke my curse seal and your strength is really good. I want to see what you have to do."

Boom.

His aura suddenly rushed up, and he was ten times stronger than Qiao Guanqing.

"Holy King."

Qiao Guanqing's face changed, and he broke through the Holy Martial Realm. He was just the lowest level of saint, far inferior to the Saint King.

What's more, a saint like Chen Changfeng comes from a family like the Chen family that was born and dominated. Even the great saints have the power to fight.

"The realm does not equal combat power. To be honest, you are not worthy of challenging me with your Holy King's realm."

Ning Jiang shook his head.

These words sound extremely arrogant, but Ning Jiang is talking about the facts.

When he was in the Nest of Ten Thousand Demons, he had two major battles, one was with Zai Tiandu and the other was with the Emperor Qingtian.

Zai Tiandu is the strength of the Saint King, but after the opponent activates the White Tiger bloodline, his strength is comparable to the peak of the Great Saint. The Emperor Qingtian is a saint, and his realm is lower than Zai Tian. However, after activates the Emperor's blood, his improvement is even more exaggerated than Zai Tiandu, and he is also comparable to the peak of the Great Saint.

Even these two people were defeated by Ning Jiang in the end and suffered a great loss. Chen Changfeng's strength is indeed not taken seriously by Ning Jiang.

But to Chen Changfeng's hearing, these words were simply a kind of contempt.

Although he is not the top generation in the heavenly world, he is still the direct descendant of the Chen family. How many people dare to despise him as a young generation in the heavenly world?

"Boy, you are arrogant. Do you think you are the three giants? Or the son of prophecy in the Heavenly Daoyuan? You are not one of them. Since the Wugui Xian Armor is on you, I will kill you!"

Chen Changfeng laughed in anger.

Even the Big Three would not despise him so arrogantly.

If Ning Jiang was the son of prophecy Yi Tianming, he could still bear this tone, but Ning Jiang is not!

In his eyes, he dared to despise him so much.

"Kill me? You can't even do ten more of you."

Ning Jiang said lightly that the more dull the tone, the more angry Chen Changfeng was.

"Bastard, take my life!"

Chen Changfeng was furious and suddenly attacked Ning Jiang. He attacked with anger with a fierce power. A huge fist mark appeared in the void and bombarded Ning Jiang.

Ning Jiang raised his hand and broke the huge fist mark with a "boom".

"Take all your efforts, I'm not interested in wasting more time with you."

Ning Jiang's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a divine sword that was out of his body, showing its sharpness, and even the air in front of him was cut by an invisible aura.

Chen Changfeng's heart sank. Ning Jiang's momentary change seemed to turn into a peerless ferocious beast, and a kind of pressure suddenly came to his face.

This pressure made him realize that Ning Jiang was a great enemy.

Apart from the three giants, no one can make him feel this way. As for the legendary prophetic son Yi Tianming, he has never seen it with his own eyes.

"If I defeat you, then after today, I will be qualified to be the fourth giant!"

Chen Changfeng was full of fighting spirit.

"kill."

With a grip on his hand, a long spear appeared in his hand, and the momentum was fierce, like an evil dragon pounced over. The sharp spear tip pierced the air and made a sharp whistle through the wind.

Above the tip of the spear, there were circles of golden sharp lights. The golden sharp lights rotated like a drill bit, making the power of this attack even more fierce.

Scream!

The void was torn apart by this gun.

Ning Jiang's face remained unchanged. He stretched out his arm and grabbed the gun directly.

"court death."

Chen Changfeng sneered repeatedly. This weapon was his natal weapon. After years of sacrifice and refining, he was connected with his heart and soul. Even if the Holy Body dared to take the shot with bare hands, he would be injured.

If Ning Jiang dares to reach out and grab it like this, he will definitely make Ning Jiang's entire arm shatter.

However, just in Chen Changfeng's disbelief's eyes.

Ning Jiang grabbed the brilliant spear head with his palm.

The fierce spear stopped instantly and was firmly grasped by Ning Jiang.

"What?"

Chen Changfeng's eyes shrank violently and his face was shocked.

"break."

He shouted softly, and the spear was like an angry dragon, and a violent aura emerged. The magic power in his body rushed into the spear wildly.

But what scared him was that the magic power he had emerged disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing and disappearing.

"It's the power of Wuqi Immortal Armor!"

Chen Changfeng snorted coldly, "This is a fair showdown, and you actually use the Wuqi Immortal Armor."

"Ungrassed Immortal Armor?"

Ning Jiang shook his head, too lazy to explain. He just used the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art to swallow the other party's magic power, but such a method was obviously beyond the other party's understanding.

Suddenly, a huge power of spiritual consciousness emerged, and Chen Changfeng's soul began to show his power!

His spiritual sense is not weak, and his cultivation is not as good as the Big Three, but his spiritual sense is even better than the Big Three. Otherwise, he would not have put a curse on Qiao Qianqian, making it difficult for the other party to crack it.

"Take a fuss."

Ning Jiang showed no mercy and directly fired a lamp to burn the sky.

A green lamp instantly destroyed the opponent's spiritual power, and the powerful spiritual power rushed away like a sea of ​​anger and entered the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Click."

There was a sound of shattering in Chen Changfeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

This is a mysterious treasure of the Yuan Dynasty that helped him block this attack, otherwise his spiritual consciousness would definitely be severely damaged.

"You deserve to die."

Chen Changfeng was furious and had never suffered such a big loss.

"You have the Immortal Armor of Wugui, do you think I have no means to deal with it?"

With his roar, a stream of emperor's power revived.

Boom-

In an instant, the imperial army spread across the sky, and the terrifying power was overwhelming.

"Get up."

At the same time, many powerful Chen family members were in all directions, holding the formation flag in their hands, forming a terrible formation that trapped Ning Jiang in it.
Chapter completed!