Song Zhong snorted coldly. Since the gun had already been drawn, how could Ding Ning escape so easily?

The wrist holding the gun barrel shook slightly, and the nine gun flowers exploded suddenly, splitting into hundreds of fine small gun flowers. The area of ​​coverage instantly doubled, covering Ding Ning.

Ding Ning had already expected it. He calmly raised his hand and flicked his index finger, hitting the tip of the gun accurately.

?? sound!

Song Zhong felt a powerful force coming from the tip of the gun, which made his arm tingle and he couldn't help but look shocked.

There were so many strong men who died under his gun, but no one had ever dared to pick up his gun with their fingers. This made him realize that Ding Ning was definitely a powerful enemy he would never encounter in his life.

Ding Ning was also secretly surprised that the gun in Song Zhong's hand was not shaken out of his hand. He was worthy of the Lengyan Soul-Chasing Gun, and he was certainly not a person with a deserved reputation.

Although his previous finger looked careless, it was actually his magical star-shattering finger.

Although the Broken Star Finger is limited by the Tianwu Realm and cannot exert its maximum power, with the strength and power of his physical body, it is impossible for the Tianwu Realm to take over his finger. This is enough to prove that Song Zhong does have the ability to leapfrog.

With his fighting ability, no wonder he was able to chase Wu Xiang and his three brothers until they had no way to go to the sky or to the bottom of the earth.

"Sure enough, I have some ability, but if it's just this level, then let's end it."

Fighting between masters is not a battle that lasts for days and nights as people usually think. In fact, most of them can determine the outcome in just a few moves. What's more, this is a dangerous desert with thousands of ants, so Song Zhong doesn't plan to

Delay it and use your strongest killing move to resolve the battle.

"Cold fire and ice flame!"

Song Zhong shouted low, shook his hands, and wielded a spear like a dragon. A layer of transparent flames filled the body of the gun, causing the surrounding temperature to drop dozens of degrees instantly. Even if Ding Ning was not affected by the cold and heat, he still felt like his blood was not flowing smoothly.

Feel.

Ding Ning was not surprised but overjoyed. He shouted "Well done", clenched his hands into fists, and expanded his arms outward with force, like an old ape moving a mountain and tightly embracing the gun body.

"act recklessly!"

Song Zhong said coldly, with a look of boredom on his face, feeling that the battle had no suspense and was completely over.

He is the owner of the ice flame, so how could he not know the terrifying power of the ice flame? Even though the ice flame is as crystal clear as jade, its temperature is actually extremely low. Once it comes in direct contact, it will instantly turn into an ice sculpture.

If that's all, that's it. This ice flame is extremely weird. In the outside world, it is ice crystals with extremely low temperatures. But when it enters the human body, it will instantly heat up when the body temperature is felt, turning into a terrifying high-temperature flame that incinerates the enemy.

Therefore, when Song Zhong saw Ding Ning stupidly clenching his fists to catch his ice flame spear, he had already sentenced him to death.

Sure enough, although Ding Ning hit the body of the ice flame gun with both fists, making him unable to move forward, ice instantly condensed on his hair and eyebrows, and the extreme coldness quickly spread throughout his body. In the blink of an eye,

Turn it into an ice sculpture.

Song Zhong shook his head regretfully and sighed softly: "I thought I would be able to meet an opponent that would make me happy to fight, but I didn't expect it would be nothing more than this. It's really disappointing."

"Brother Ding!"

Wu Xiang's face turned pale, and he shouted with a cry, his tone full of sorrow and self-blame. If Pudding had quick eyes and quick hands to hug him, he would have thrown himself on Ding Ning desperately.

Jiang Wuhui looked at Ding Ning who turned into an ice sculpture with complicated eyes. Even though he regarded Ding Ning as his love rival in his heart, he felt very uncomfortable when he saw him end up like this. After all, he was trying to protect the three of them no matter what.

Just died.

"It's boring, it's really boring. In that case, it's time to send you on your way."

Song Zhong said boredly, stretched out his hand to retract the cold flame gun, and waited to kill Wu Xiang and the others.

Click!

The ice sculpture suddenly shattered. Ding Ning broke out of the ice, opened his mouth and blew out a puff of thick black smoke. He said with an intoxicated face: "It's so enjoyable, but the amount is a little too small. Not bad, continue, come again."

"Brother Ding, you are really not dead, that's great, wuwuwu, you scared me to death..."

Wu Xiang shouted in surprise, and the tearful little look made people feel distressed.

"I just said Brother Ding will be fine."

Pudding proudly straightened his chest and said, but the red eyes betrayed his previous composure.

Wu Xiang wiped away his tears and nodded happily. Jiang Wuhui also showed an excited smile on his face. This magical man was indeed his love rival.

"What? How is it possible? How can you be okay?"

Song Zhong, who was already preparing to kill Wu Xiang, had a drastic change in his face and looked at Ding Ning in disbelief, his eyes almost falling out.

"Come on, look at your invincible and lonely look, and I will satisfy your desire to fight."

Ding Ning raised her little finger provocatively at Song Zhong, with undisguised murderous intent in her eyes.

He originally had no murderous intention towards Song Zhong, he just wanted to have a good fight with him to measure Shura's strength from the side.

But after Song Zhong determined that he was dead, he still refused to let Wu Xiang and the three people go, and wanted to kill them. This completely angered him. Didn't he know that his brother Ning was the most protective of the calf?

Although he and Wu Xiang had not known each other for a short time and did not have any deep friendship, because Wu Xiang shed tears for him and Pudding's eyes turned red, he truly regarded these two teenagers as his friends and brothers.

"Okay, I don't know how you were lucky enough to escape this disaster, but you won't be so lucky next time. Go to hell."

Song Zhong was irritated by his actions and did not care to investigate why he was not dead. He shouted angrily: "Long Yunxia!"

boom!

The wild sand is dancing wildly, and the murderous intention is as shocking as a flying dragon, as graceful as a swimming dragon.

The silver gun carried the terrifying power of heaven and earth, stirring up the wild sand in the sky. The extreme cold of the ice flames actually froze a huge salon, and it rushed towards Ding Ning with its teeth and claws.

Before Ding Ning could respond, Song Zhong shook the gun and fired the second shot, shouting: "The wind and sand are howling in the cold!"

"Blood rain and frost!"

"Dream of returning home!"

"The soul is broken to the end of the world!"

"Buried in heaven and buried in earth!"

…

A series of shouts accompanied Song Zhong's nine spears in succession, and the power of the nine spears began to stack up. The terrifying momentum was earth-shattering, far beyond the Tianwu Realm, no, even beyond the scope of the True Martial Realm.

.

Jiang Wuhui's face turned pale, and he murmured in a low voice in despair: "It's over, it's over now, Song Zhong actually used his ultimate trump card, the Nine-Link Soul Chasing Gun."

Pudding and Wuxiang didn't speak, but they clenched their fists tightly and stared at Ding Ning who was shrouded in the illusion of nine guns without blinking. They kept cheering themselves up, "Brother Ding will definitely be able to hold it.

I can handle it."

"It's interesting. The spear technique that combines wind, sand, ice, fire, and mental power to continuously add power is somewhat similar to the tidal force I have learned. Let's see whose one is stronger."

Ding Ning's clear voice suddenly came, making Pudding and Wuxiang almost cry with joy. They waved their fists vigorously. They knew that Brother Ding was a man who was constantly creating miracles and would never be easily defeated. Jiang Wuhui's face

Ding Ning also showed a relaxed look on his face. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that even as a love rival, he was impressed by Ding Ning.

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

The next moment, everyone's faces showed shock, because they actually heard the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

The sound is getting closer and louder, and even the dry air seems to have become moist, making people feel as if they are really on the beach, admiring the magnificence and beauty of the vast sea.

Song Zhong's face showed an unprecedented solemn look. He was at the center of the tidal attack. His feelings were completely different from those of Wu Xiang and others.

What he heard was not the sound of waves hitting the rocks, nor standing on the beach watching the majestic waves of the sea, but as if he had transformed into a lone boat in the stormy waves, constantly soaring, falling, jumping, and falling... He would be struck by the terrifying huge waves at any time.

Shot to pieces.

One huge wave after another, one after another, never stopping, starting from a small wave of three or four meters, and now it has grown to as high as a seven or eight-story building, and there is no sign of stopping.

This is not a tide, it is clearly a tsunami. The terrifying power from nature made Song Zhong tremble from the bottom of his soul. Even though he knew in his heart that this was an illusion caused by the force, it was still like riding a roller coaster.

My heart is stuck in my throat and I can't put it down.

The nine-company soul-chasing gun that he was so proud of had completely dissipated into nothingness before this terrifying huge wave. In this round of confrontation, there was no doubt that he had no power to fight back.

With his arrogant heart, how could he take the initiative to admit defeat? He gritted his teeth and kept cheering himself up: "Although this tsunami is terrifying, it is not enough to kill me. As long as I persist for a while, everything will be over."

It will all be over.”

"My move is called Thousand Waves. As the name suggests, you have to experience the impact of a thousand huge waves. Song Zhong, you are really strong. You can hold on until now. Even I have to admire you."

Ding Ning's voice came slowly, seeming to be praising and mocking.

Song Zhong really wanted to open his mouth to ask how many waves he had passed now and when it would end, but the dizziness caused by seasickness made his stomach churn and he couldn't even open his mouth to speak.

"You have persisted until the 192nd wave. Come on, I am optimistic about you."

Ding Ning's words of encouragement came, making Song Zhong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. The thousand waves are only the 192nd now? When did this end?

The most important thing is that the huge wave has now surged to a height of 100 meters. The terrifying slap force has given him a strong fear of death, making him frightened and feeling that he might be smashed to pieces in the next second.

,

"One hundred and ninety-five waves."

"One hundred and ninety-six waves."

…

"The wave is one hundred and ninety-nine. Come on, hold on, we will break two hundred soon."

"Beautiful, congratulations. You have become the first lucky guest of our company to break through the 200th wave of the Thousand Waves. If you can completely experience the Thousand Waves, our company will have a mysterious prize. Come on!"

…

Ding Ning kept chattering and cheering for Song Zhong. Those who didn't know it thought he was participating in some kind of game show contestant group with high prize money.

Song Zhong cried, "Damn, this kid is so bad. People are already afraid of him, but this bastard keeps babbling, adding to his psychological pressure."

It feels like a death row prisoner is about to be shot, but someone next to him keeps reminding him that there are still eight hours...seven hours...six hours...three hours before you are shot...

…

No matter how good your mental quality is, you can't stand this, so when Ding Ning reminded him with a smile that he was lucky enough to pass a small level and had successfully passed the two hundred and tenth wave, and encouraged him to keep working hard,
Chapter completed!