Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, not caring about Shui Bing'er's insistence, and said to Ma Hongjun, "Then what do you want to tell me, little brother?"
Ma Hongjun looked around and said, "Seeing is better than hearing. Some things are more true when you see them with your own eyes than what you say with your mouth. Excuse me, Master Ning, can you use force in your living room? I need a sparring partner and a place where I can fight."
You demonstrate something."
Sword Bone Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, and Ning Fengzhi said, "Okay!"
He said and looked at Sword and Bone Douluo, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, please excuse me."
"I'll do it!" Chen Xin said.
"You!" Gu Rong was furious, but this old boy got the better of him again.
"Boy, I don't know what you want to show us? Just come over here." Chen Xin said.
Ma Hongjun nodded, "Emperor Yuan, Rongrong, it's up to you."
The tacit understanding developed over several months of training and fighting spirits, Ma Hongjun didn't need to say much, Ning Rongrong and Oscar already understood what he was going to do.
The two looked at each other, their figures flashed, leaving a few afterimages, and they were standing opposite Sword Douluo.
Ning Fengzhi smiled, and Sword Bone Douluo also laughed. What was this for? Letting their little baby fight?
The three of them were angry, "Are you sure you want Rongrong to fight?"
Ma Hongjun smiled mysteriously and said confidently, "Look at it, three seniors. I promise I will never let you down."
"Dad, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bones, you must be mentally prepared. What Brother Jun asked us to demonstrate is also a surprise I want to give you. If your jaw drops later, don't blame me." Ning Rongrong
He blinked his big watery eyes and said.
"Okay, then let's take a good look at what tricks this kid will play and what surprises our little princess can give us." Chen Xin nodded to Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong.
"Emperor Yuan!" Ning Rongrong shouted.
Oscar nodded, and three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared on his body, and then he let out a soft drink.
"Labour and capital have the roots to coagulate the dragon's intestines!"
"Labour and management have a purple crystal gut!"
The third soul ring and right arm lit up with purple light. As the third soul skill and the right arm soul bone skill were activated, one purple and one black and red, a strong congealed dragon intestine like a banana and an amethyst ham sausage like a crystal appeared.
In his hands.
Sword Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi's pupils shrank. It turned out that such a young food-type soul master and soul bones were just a spell, but they didn't say anything.
"Rongrong!" Oscar said and handed over the two sausages.
Ning Rongrong was unequivocal. He took two sausages and swallowed them. Feeling a sense of power all over his body, he clenched his fists and said with a smile, "Grandpa Jian, are you ready? Rongrong is about to go."
"Come, my little princess!"
Ken Daochen stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in white clothes with an immortal air, looking at Ning Rongrong with a smile, indicating that she could start.
Ning Rongrong was not polite. As her white and tender hands slowly opened in front of her chest, a five-foot colorful spear appeared in her hand.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes always fell on his little baby. When he saw the spear formed by Ning Rongrong's soul power, his pupils suddenly opened wide. When did his daughter have such exquisite control over soul power?
Sword Bone Douluo was also shocked and dumbfounded, but the three of them also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. With this control over the soul power alone, even if their little baby's soul power increased so quickly, it would not be enough.
It won't be what they thought it would be again.
"Grandpa Jian, look at the gun!"
Ning Rongrong didn't care about their surprise, she gave a sweet shout, and her body suddenly ignited with a layer of purple-red flames, like a female war goddess bathed in fire. She spread out her footwork, twisted her delicate body, and the colorful spear in her hand was like a dragon coming out of its cave, suddenly
Stab towards Kendo Chenxin.
"Well come."
Chen Xin was even more surprised, and he didn't see him making any moves. When Ning Rongrong's colorful spear tip pierced in front of him, the air seemed to be slightly distorted, and the spear tip solidified in the air. No matter how hard Ning Rongrong tried,
, the tip of the spear cannot advance any further.
Kendo Chenxin used such methods, Oscar and Ma Hongjun, who stepped aside, looked obsessed.
That was sword energy, the sword energy that burst out from Sword Douluo's body, and it was also the sword technique that they dreamed of.
Although they can also use sword energy, they are far from being as relaxed and comfortable as Kendo Chenxin.
A faint glint of gunfire suddenly appeared, but no merit was achieved.
Ning Rongrong was also unambiguous. He changed his moves in an instant and stepped on the ghost shadow, leaving a few afterimages on the spot. The person had appeared behind Sword Dao Chen Xin.
At the same time, the colorful spear in Ning Rongrong's hand suddenly burst into blazing purple flames. The spear swept across the sea like a purple golden beam or a white jade pillar holding up the sky, splitting the Huashan Mountain with one move. The spear rose from the ground and suddenly moved toward Sword Dao Chen.
The heart twitches away.
Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo opened their eyes wide and stared intently at Ning Rongrong who was attacking Sword Douluo. What kind of monster is this Shrek? How did he teach their little baby?
Ning Rongrong really surprised them too much at this moment. Even if a delicate auxiliary spirit master lady had fighting ability, her fighting style was so majestic, just like a general on the battlefield.
A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the spear came out like a dragon. Although the scene looked majestic and made people's blood boil, Kendo Chenxin, as a Titled Douluo with a level 96 attack system, his combat ability was not limited.
Although Ning Rongrong fought heartily, and the spear danced like a windmill, and the dragon danced wildly, but every attack would be neutralized by Ken Dao Chen Xin's understatement, even the more powerful purple fire flames attached to the spear.
Unable to cause any damage to Sword Douluo Chenxin.
Ning Rongrong had known for a long time that her Grandpa Jian was a top-notch expert, so he was not disappointed that her attack had no results.
Five minutes passed quickly, and the purple fire burning on Ning Rongrong's body quietly dissipated. Sword Douluo smiled slightly, thinking that it was almost over.
Unexpectedly, Ning Rongrong had no intention of stopping at all. The spear in his hand disappeared without knowing when. There was a clicking sound, and as Ning Rongrong's figure jumped around in the field, three black shadows flew silently.
It shot out, and the finished glyph pierced Chen Xin's chest.
At the same time, a strong buzzing was accompanied by a clanging metal sound. Sixteen pitch-black iron crossbow arrows were sprayed out from nowhere. The clanging sound just started over there, but the crossbow arrows here had already arrived at Sword Douluo Chen.
In front of the heart.
It turned out that Ning Rongrong had already activated her Silent Sleeve Arrows and Zhuge Divine Crossbow at some point.
Ken Daochen was slightly startled. He subconsciously raised his right hand and pointed it like a sword. He turned his right palm up and the air seemed to be torn apart. The cold sword light gushed out from his hand. In an instant, it seemed as if there was a giant sword standing over him.
in front of me.
“Ding ding ding ding!”
The sounds of intensive clashes of gold and iron sounded one after another, and the sword light that Sword Dou Luo Chenxin casually drew splashed with sixteen points of ripples. Just as the sword energy passed by in his palm, the old power had just left and the new power had not yet been born.
Continuous attacks swept towards him.
Lancets, locust stones, shadowless needles, etc., all kinds of exquisite and small hidden weapons, were silently shot by Ning Rongrong into the heart of the sword.
Chen Xinjian’s eyebrows were raised, my dear, their little baby has turned into a hedgehog? How come this strange and powerful weapon can appear from everywhere on his body?