Seven World Martial God

The Seven Prince challenged Ning Yijian. 【First Release】

Watching the two climb up to the ring, the square of Connaught University suddenly quieted down.

Those present were either the disciples of the God Star Gate or the great figures of Nanlin County, who were familiar with the Seven Princes and Ning Yijian, so they looked forward to this battle very much.

Ning Yijian, the third place on the previous Shenxing List of the God Star Gate, has high prestige in the gate, very powerful, and belongs to the old strong.

The Seventh Prince, the most outstanding son of the King of Nanlin, had already understood the intent of guns in the realm of martial arts, with extraordinary talents, and he was the most dazzling genius in Nanlin County.

On the surface, after the Seventh Prince worshipped into the God Star Gate, his age was not as old as Ning Yijian, and his cultivation time was much different. But the Seven Prince is too talented. Not only did he comprehend the intent of the gun, but now he also entered the third level of Wuzong, and his cultivation was the highest among his peers.

Therefore, the Seven Prince has the greatest chance of victory, but it is difficult to guarantee that Ning Yijian has no means to hide. After all, he was the peak powerhouse of the previous Inner Sect. He has been honed in the army all the year round. He has experienced countless deaths and has extremely rich combat experience.

In short, the duel between the two of them must be very exciting. Everyone has their eyes wide open, for fear of missing any wonderful moment, watch the battle carefully.

"Haha, I didn't expect the Seventh Prince's cultivation level to rise so quickly. It seems that King Nanlin has invested a lot of money. You said, who can win the battle between him and Ning Yijian?" Lang Tianjiao said lazily as he sat. In the first chair, he was very confident, even though Ning Yijian and the seventh prince showed stronger cultivation than him, he didn't care.

Ye Tian glanced at this guy secretly, wondering in his heart, how did this guy's confidence come from? Could it be that I was stupid by myself last time?

Shaking his head, Ye Tian ignored him and looked at the court.

"Hmph, although the Seventh Prince's cultivation base is strong, he has been promoted too fast and his cultivation base is unstable. Ning Yijian has the experience of leapfrogging and defeating powerful enemies, and has been honed in the army for many years. The combat experience alone is better than any of us. Both are strong. The only thing that is unpredictable is the Seven Prince's spear intent. It depends on how far he can exert his spear intent." Qi Haozong said coldly, and when he talked about spear intent, a trace of jealousy and envy flashed in his eyes.

"Gun intent..." Lang Tianjiao's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and his face was full of jealousy.

At this time, on the ring.

The Seventh Prince and Ning Yijian stared at each other.

The Seventh Prince is very domineering. He has his hands on his back and has a leisurely look. He doesn't put the opposite Ning Yijian in his eyes.

A trace of anger flashed in Ning Yijian's eyes, and the whole figure looked like a sword, revealing a breath of peerless edge, and also carrying a majestic evil spirit.

"This guy has killed a lot of people in the army..." Ye Tian secretly exclaimed. The evil spirit on Ning Yijian's body was stronger than his comprehension of killing blade intent. It must have been killing more people.

It's right to think about it, this Shenzhou Continent is not like Ye Tian's previous earth, killing a few people, dozens of people on the earth is terrible. [For more wonderful novels, please visit] But in the mainland of China, the two countries are at war, it is a battle of millions and tens of millions of people. Ning Yijian was a general, and he probably killed at least a thousand people.

"Ok?"

The Seven Prince was obviously stunned by Ning Yijian's evil spirit, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were a little serious: "Yes, it looks a little bit."

"Pull up your gun, otherwise you will lose miserably!" Ning Yijian raised his hand, his eyes were as cold as the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword aura swept around his body.

"Then see if you have the ability to force me to draw a gun!" The seventh prince snorted coldly, clenching his fists, and a cold breath enveloped the ring, reducing the surrounding temperature a lot.

"Arrogant!" Ning Yijian's eyes condensed, his eyes appeared like a substantive murderous intent, cutting through the void. With a blazing sword glow, it penetrated through the hole, with great momentum.

"Huh!" The seventh prince snorted coldly, his face was full of disdain, and between his true essence, his fists exploded with icy cold air, and slammed **** the ground.

Chi Chi...

The cold air came out and spread from the Seven Prince's fists, freezing the entire arena with a thick layer of ice, and everyone outside the court looked extremely shocked.

What is even more shocking is that these cold ice formed sharp awls, which pierced towards Ning Yijian in midair from bottom to top.

"Hanbing Fist!"

Ning Yijian in midair, his eyes condensed, and his sharp eyes were dazzling. He slashed straight down, and the huge sword light flew off his hand, carrying a majestic energy to cut the entire ring. Into two halves.

Rumble!

When Jian Mang broke through the ring, it also spread to the front. A huge crack extended to the Seven Princes, forming a storm in the mighty sword energy.

"Drink!" The Seven Prince raised his fists, and the cold air condensed into a huge iceberg in front of him, blocking the sword energy storm.

Rumble!

The storm collided with the iceberg, there was a big explosion, and the deafening noises roared continuously and spread throughout the square.

Everyone is staring at this scene closely, for fear of missing any wonderful moment. This battle can be called the battle of the pinnacle. It is the battle of two top powerhouses among the younger generation.

boom!

The ice was scattered all over the sky, and then melted by the vast sword glow. Ning Yijian's eyes were bright and exquisite. Suddenly, the sword energy all over his body skyrocketed. An unmatched sword glow spewed out from the long sword in his hand and penetrated directly through it. Iceberg, kill the Seven Prince.

"what……"

There was an exclamation around.

The Seventh Prince's expression also changed. He didn't expect Ning Yijian to hide the sword in the sword. Everyone knew the principle of this skill, but if you want to master it so skillfully, I am afraid that only Ning Yijian is in the army. Only the strong can do it.

"it is good!"

Even Qi Haozong, who was sitting on a chair not far away, exclaimed, with a dignified look in his eyes.

Ye Tian also condensed his eyes, and for the first time felt the difficulty of the last year's star ranking strong. He had already noticed this skill, but he hadn't done it as accurately as Ning Yijian.

"The Seventh Prince can't do his best, this time I'm going to be seriously injured!" Fu Xuedao said coldly.

Sure enough, the situation in the ring suddenly changed.

Seeing Jianmang was about to attack himself, the Seven Prince's pupils shrank, his mouth opened wide, and he let out a roar.

"You are too naive--" The Seven Prince shouted loudly, his eyes shot out dazzling divine light, and his true essence burst out completely. The icy breath burst out in an instant, freezing his whole body, forming a thick layer of ice on the surface.

boom!

The unmatched sword light blasted directly on the Seven Prince's body, but it could no longer hurt his body, and was blocked by the thick ice block. Although there was a crack in the ice, the sword light was slowly dissipating.

"Huh?" Seeing that his proud move did not cause the seventh prince's imaginary harm, Ning Yijian frowned, but was not disappointed. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum and kicked the seventh prince for a third attack.

Huhu!

This foot brought a gust of wind, like a crescent moon-like light, from Ning Yijian's feet, slashing towards the head of the Seven Prince.

"Three combos!"

The surrounding spectators were all amazed, Ning Yijian was a genius in battle.

"Awesome!" Ye Tian was full of admiration, and the three moves formed a chain, which made the enemy overwhelmed. If he was replaced, he could only use the Ninth Revolution to fight hard. I don't know how the Seventh Prince would crack it.

at this time--

The seventh prince in the field was frozen by himself, and he didn't expect Ning Yijian to have this trick, and he didn't have time to react, so he was hit by this kick.

Click!

This is the sound of ice cracking. Although the head of the Seven Prince was also protected by the ice, the huge shock made his throat sweet, and he couldn't help but spout a mouthful of blood, staining the ice red. Piece.

"what……"

The seventh prince was angry, he was actually injured, and he was still injured in such a short period of time, which made him, who had always been arrogant, unbearable.

"Give me to die!" The Seventh Prince never hid his strength anymore, Wu Zong's third-level true essence gathered on his fists, and then burst out like a sun.

Chi Chi...The cold breath immediately spread to the void, seeming to freeze the air.

"One sword breaks the mountain!" Ning Yijian's expression remained unchanged, and a sword slashed out, and the brilliant sword light broke out, blocking him.

Rumble!

The world shook, and the icy cold current was split by the sword energy, and it swayed towards Ning Yijian, wherever it passed, everything was frozen.

The cold current immediately rushed out of the ring.

"what……"

"Be careful!"

Some of the inner disciples who were watching the game exclaimed, and then they worked together to resist the cold current. But even so, a few people were frozen in ice, and fortunately, they were rescued by the elders who rushed to them immediately, but they turned pale with fright.

Therefore, everyone watching the game retreated 100 meters again.

"It's so amazing, even with Wuzong's second-level cultivation base, the seventh prince of Wuzong's third-level was forced to the wind!" Wang Zhongshan was secretly surprised on a golden chair.

Qi Haozong, Ye Tian, ​​Fu Xuedao and others also looked solemn, no matter which one in the field, they were all strong players who made them feel pressured.

boom!

suddenly--

A majestic spear intent rushed straight into the sky, raging across the square, like waves in the sea, radiating toward the surroundings, and the earth was in turmoil.

Suddenly, everyone on the square felt the weapons in their hands vibrated violently.

"Ning Yijian~www.NovelMTL.com~ I admit that you are qualified to let me draw a gun!" On the ring, the Seventh Prince finally raised the black spear, the dark gun body, the cold light shone, like a beast, Is roaring.

The majestic gun intent erupted from the Seven Prince and enveloped the entire area, forming a special area here.

However, this time the Seven Prince did not attract the weapons that were watching the battle, but instead let his spear condense a sharp ‘potential’.

At the same time, the people watching the battle outside the field found that the weapons in their hands stopped moving after the violent tremors, and they were relieved.

On the ring, Ning Yijian looked at the Seven Prince who raised the spear from a distance, with an unprecedented dignified look.

"Are you spear intent? Then I'll learn how far you can use the spear intent!" Ning Yijian raised his long sword, a sharp sword aura rushed into the sky, shattering the sky.

Qi Haozong, Fu Xuedao and others watched the two people on the ring solemnly.

They know that the real battle is only beginning now.