Chapter 52 Magic Stick Method (please collect)

Mu Zifeng punched directly through the shadow of the stick in front of him and counterattacked in the simplest way. His fist condenses tens of thousands of pounds of power, which seems to be more aggressive.

"Ye, there are some means." The stick in Ningfu's hand twitched, and the shadow of the stick disappeared and merged into one. His body was one, and the weapon in his hand was directly waved down.

"Spike and kill."

This stick is more powerful, which seems to contain knife force and a little hammer force, which evolves the split of the knife and the hammer.

Mu Zifeng's eyebrows moved slightly. This guy is worthy of being the elite of the family, and the martial arts he has practiced are fierce. He flashed, breaking the momentum of the other party's imprisonment and avoiding the first move.

Boom... The ground was bombarded with a deeper crack, countless stones flew across, and the little masters who looked around retreated one after another.

"Kill with a stick."

Ning Fu saw Mu Zifeng retreating and flashed to one side, snorted coldly, and the stick in his hand swept away.

"His stick moves are simplified. With the advantage of weapons, he has 15,000 pounds of great power in one move. This man is a powerful man." Mu Zifeng did not resist, but jumped directly in place, like a jumping ape. The jump was seven or eight meters high, showing a trend of rushing to the sky.

With just a few moves, Ning Fu has the absolute upper hand, and those with insufficient eyesight applaud him. With some eyesight, a heart slowly sinks. Under this powerful attack, Mu Zifeng actually dodged in an orderly manner and calmly. Being able to ignore the blockade of the other party's momentum, it can be seen that the gap between the two is not ordinary.

"A great, a great junior. It seems that his cultivation is far beyond that of ordinary Panniu overseas masters, Lao San and Lao Wu. It seems that none of the disciples and descendants you have cultivated will be his opponents. The elder from afar in the pavilion kept nodding his head, and his face was still the harmless smile.

Mrs Shenwei has a long face now. She is not very clear about the origin of Zifeng. However, he can help Zhao Xiaotian stimulate blood strength, which is not something ordinary people can do.

For the boy's strength, she is somewhat confident in her heart, and even the divine power master is full of praise for him. It can be seen that the strength can't be resisted by the foreign martial artists of Pannirvana.

Mu Zifeng's figure is very flexible and agile. Ning Fu also reacted quickly. The stick walked with him and pointed to the sky, as if he was going to vere the sky.

"Kill with the stick."

A stick in the sky is ruthless to kill.

This move also has the momentum of a gun. Mu Zifeng, who is in mid-air, is secretly shocked. This set of sticks is definitely the best in heavenly martial arts. He stretched out his palm and pressed it, and his palm was high/convex, colliding with the stick without fancy.

20,000 pounds of huge force exploded in an instant, and the strength in the eight-way spirit was used one after another, forcing the stick back.

Ning Fu's face changed greatly, his body retreated, and the stick in his hand trembled violently, as if he was about to fly out of his hand. A stronger dark force and softness directly attacked his tiger's mouth through the weapon.

With a bang, the stick was inserted into the ground and the softness was transferred. A head-sized pit exploded on the ground, and Ningfu's face was flushed.

Mu Zifeng was as light as a swallow, rolling down to the ground.

"Your set of sticks hides knife power, hammer power, gun power, and great power. Unfortunately, several momentums are not completely integrated, otherwise the power of this stick in your hand can be at least five points, and it is definitely the peak in the realm of Pannirvana.

Mu Zifeng hugged his fist slightly and said loudly, "Brother Ning, please give me more advice."

can make further progress in the martial arts left by predecessors and integrate the experience accumulated in actual combat, making it more powerful. This kind of person's pursuit of martial arts is far higher than the pursuit of interests. It seems that there are still respectable opponents in Ning's lineage.

Mu Zifeng swings the dragon-shaped fist pile and adjusts the momentum. The sound of a dragon in his mouth sounded like a dragon going out to sea. Dragon-shaped boxing is the strongest, and its moves are like a giant beast walking.

"Spill with a stick."

Ning Fu finally suppressed the mouthful of blood in his mouth and killed it again with a stick. The weapon became more flexible in his hand, and a circle was drawn under the stirring of the stick, like a gun flower shaking when playing a big gun.

Mu Zifeng's dragon claws directly grasped the head of the stick, which was strong and condensed, and his five fingers were like knives.

No matter how strong a foreign warrior is, his body cannot be strong enough to ignore weapons. When he saw Mu Zifeng grabbing the stick containing 10,000 pounds of strength with his bare hands, there was a sound of gas around.

However, only Ning Fu knows best that the unfathomable guy in front of him has been powerful. Both sides' offensive was fierce. The stick was caught by a move and was about to be recruited. Unexpectedly, a shaking force came, and the stick had a tendency to be deformed.

And what made Ningfu cool was that his portable weapon that had been used for more than ten years was actually like tofu under the palm of his hand.

"Grip the iron into mud."

It's not only Ning Fu's frightened face, but even the five martial arts masters in the pavilion stared at him. They can also do the method of holding iron into mud, because they already know the wonderful use of true qi. But it is appalling that a warrior in the divine realm can use this method.

For those who are not as powerful as him, any defense is just a layer of waste paper, unless it is the kind of peerless magic soldier who is mixed with heavenly stone during forging, which is indestructible.

Just as Ningfu was stunned, Mu Zifeng's figure was approaching, and he bombarded his shoulder with one punch, shaking the tough body out.

Ning Fu rolled on the ground a few times, with a trace of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and looking at Mu Zifeng with bleak eyes.

Brother Ning is obsessed with cultivation, so why be instigated to get involved. It's a pity that I haven't seen the complete stick. I hope I can have a chance to have a good competition next time. Mu Zifeng said with some regret that although he had a lot of resentment with the Ning family, he did not have a deep murderous intention for everyone. People like Ning Ba are purely looking for their own death.

"Brother Ning, are you all right?" Two warriors in Panniang, who were about the same age as Ningfu, came forward to help him up and asked with concern.

"Well, as a descendant of the Ning family, there is nothing we can do. Two brothers, let's go back and continue to practice, and leave the family's grievances to others.

"Brother, does your injury matter?"

"It's okay, this young master Zifeng has just shown mercy. You don't have to do it again. It's just humiliating yourself. Ning Fu looked at the group of Ning's lineage and said in a low voice, "Brothers and sisters, you should also go back. In the future, you must restrain your arrogance. There are people outside, and there is heaven outside, otherwise Ning Ba will be your end.

Three foreign masters of Pannirvana left together, declaring the complete end of this challenge. The most powerful of the Ning family group are the three warriors in Panniang. They are all martial arts idiots and basically don't care about the affairs of the family. This time, they came forward to earn a face for the Ning family and were provoked by unfaithful people.

Who knows that the most powerful Ning Fu has ended the battle without even exerting all the most powerful stick skills. What a huge blow to those arrogant Ning's children.

Before the two sides were beaten, they shouted how to torture Mu Zifeng, but in a blink of an eye, they were slapped fiercely, making them so sad that they would spit blood.

"Brother Liu, why is he so powerful? If you play, how sure are you that you can beat him?

Liu Feng hesitated and whispered, "At most five or five times, he is pointed by high and knows an extremely profound secret skill, and his strength can be doubled when he perform martial arts."

"Mi Xin, your cousin is a little too powerful. Ning Fu's strength is not simple. My father said that he could be promoted to the master in a year or two. That set of heavenly martial arts magic sticks was born from the king-level martial arts overlord stick method. This person has been instructed by the overlord."

"That's good. I've heard this gossip, too."

"No matter what stick he practiced, he has been defeated by my cousin." Mi Xin doesn't care about those gossips. If cousin Zifeng is so powerful, his killer seven-killing skills must be even more powerful. In the future, you must pester him and learn all the martial arts and swordsmanship.

Mu Zifeng watched Ning Fu walk out of the yard, and his eyes turned to the attic not far away. Just now, he felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Mrs. Shenwei, your virtuous nephew is very sensitive to momentum and can actually sense our existence." The elder tapped on the railing with his finger, "If Ning Dong took action, I don't know which of the two is better? Lao San, Lao Wu, what else do you have to say now?

"Ning's face is completely empty, and I really want to know if he can trample all my Ning clan under his feet." The five elders snorted and flew over directly regardless of their identity. He took a breath in mid-air and flew over a distance of more than 300 meters into the practice site.

"Damn, the five elders..." Mrs. Shenwei was stunned, and then her face turned gloomy.

"Mrs. Shenwei, don't be impatient. No matter how fierce the fifth is, she won't embarras the younger generation. I just want to teach him a small lesson, so that he doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth. The three elders smiled and moved in front of Mrs. Shenwei.

"If Zifeng has something good or bad, our couple will not give up."

"Hey." At this time, the elder and the second elder sighed at the same time.

The elder turned away and said, "Second Elder, wait for you to take action, lest the fifth can't get off the stage."

"I understand." The crutch in the hands of the second elder knocked on the ground, looking gloomy and the wrinkles squeezed together. "Do you still have two old bones in Lao Wu's eyes? It's okay to go out and humiliate ourselves, and you still want to deal with us."

"Second Elder, what are you angry about? Lao Wu just wants to teach him a little lesson. He won't seriously hurt him. Don't worry." The three elders have a strange tone.

On the practice field, the overall situation had been determined, and Mu Zifeng was about to leave, but he heard a sound of wind. A tall figure fell from the sky, with two knives on his back, his eyes were like eagles, and his breath was like a long rainbow.

"Martial Arts Master!" Mu Zifeng paused, and a momentum locked him, making his heart jump up quickly.

When the little masters around saw the visitors, they were so scared that they changed their colors and quickly knelt down.

"See the five elders."

"A group of wastes get out of here without my permission. Who dares to peep and deal with it by family law." The five elders shouted at the people of Ning's lineage, and in fact, they also scolded the other little masters.

The ancestors have not seen each other all the year round. Several elders are the masters of the Daxing Chamber of Commerce, and their authority is deeply implanted in the hearts of those disciples.

Before leaving, Mi Xin secretly looked at Mu Zifeng, and his handsome face showed a trace of worry. However, she did not dare to say a word in front of authority.

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