Medical Sovereign

Song Zhong snorted coldly, since Ding Ning had already fired his gun, how could it be possible for Ding Ning to dodge easily.

With a slight shake of the wrist holding the gun barrel, the nine gun flowers exploded suddenly, splitting into hundreds of fine and small gun flowers, but the coverage area doubled in an instant, covering Ding Ning in it.

However, Ding Ning had expected it. He unhurriedly raised his hand, bent his index finger, and flicked lightly, hitting the tip of the gun with precision.

Right!

Song Zhong only felt a strong force coming along the tip of the gun, which made his arm numb, and his face could not help showing a look of shock.

There were so many strong men who died under his gun, and no one dared to touch his gun with their fingers. This made him realize that Ding Ning was definitely a formidable enemy in his life.

Ding Ning was also secretly surprised that the pistol in Song Zhong's hand hadn't been shaken out of his hand.

Don't look at his previous one finger, which seems to be an understatement, but it is actually his supernatural power - Broken Star Finger.

Although the Broken Star Finger is limited by the realm of Tianwu Realm and cannot exert its maximum power, with his physical strength and strength, it is impossible for the strength of Tianwu Realm to take over his finger. This is enough to prove that Song Zhong does have the ability to leapfrog With the ability to fight, it's no wonder that Wuxiang and his three little brothers can be chased and killed.

"Sure enough, it's a little bit capable, but if it's only to this extent, then it's over."

Fighting with masters is not like fighting for days and nights as people usually think. In fact, most of them can tell the winner with just a few moves. What's more, this is a dangerous desert with thousands of ants, so Song Zhong doesn't plan to Procrastinate, and directly use the strongest ultimate move to resolve the battle.

"Cold flames!"

Song Zhong snorted, shook his hands, and the spear was like a dragon. A layer of transparent flames filled the spear body, causing the surrounding temperature to drop dozens of degrees in an instant. Feel.

Instead of being surprised, Ding Ning was overjoyed, shouted "Good job", clenched his hands into fists, and stretched his arms outward, like an old ape moving a mountain to hug the gun body fiercely.

"act recklessly!"

Song Zhong said coldly,

There was a look of boredom on his face, and he felt that the battle had no suspense and was completely over.

He is the master of Bingyan, so how could he not know the terrifying power of Bingyan? Although the color of Bingyan is crystal clear like jade, in fact, the temperature is extremely low, and once it comes into direct contact, it will instantly turn into an ice sculpture.

If it's just that, that's all. This ice flame is very strange. It is an ice crystal with extremely low temperature outside, but when it enters the human body, it will heat up instantly when it feels the body temperature, turning into a terrifying high-temperature flame and burning the enemy to death.

Therefore, when Song Zhong saw that Ding Ning was foolishly embracing his Ice Flame Spear with both fists, he had already sentenced him to death.

Sure enough, although Ding Ning slammed his fists hard on the body of the Ice Flame Spear, preventing him from taking an inch, but his own hair and eyebrows were instantly condensed with frost, and the extreme cold quickly spread all over his body. Turn it into an ice sculpture.

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

"Brother Ding!"

Wu Xiang's face turned pale, and he shouted in a crying voice, his tone was full of sadness and self-blame, if Pudding hugged him quickly, he would throw himself on Ding Ning recklessly.

Jiang Wuhui looked at Ding Ning who had turned into an ice sculpture with complicated eyes. Even though he regarded Ding Ning as a rival in love in his heart, he felt very uncomfortable seeing him end up like this. After all, he was there to protect the three of them Just died.

"It's boring, it's really boring, since that's the 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 Wuxiang and the other three.

Click!

The ice sculpture suddenly shattered, Ding Ning broke through the ice, opened his mouth and spewed out a puff of thick black smoke, and said intoxicatedly: "It's very enjoyable, but the amount is a little small. Not bad, continue, come again."

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

Wuxiang yelled in surprise, and the tearful little appearance made people feel distressed.

"I just said Brother Ding will be fine."

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

Wuxiang wiped his tears, nodded happily, Jiang Wuhui also showed an excited smile on his face, this amazing man really deserves to be his rival in love.

"What? How is it possible? How are you okay?"

Song Zhong, who was already preparing to kill Wuxiang, changed his face drastically, and looked at Ding Ning in disbelief, his eyes almost fell out.

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

Ding Ning hooked his little finger at Song Zhong provocatively, and there was already an undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

He didn't have any killing intent towards Song Zhong at first, he just wanted to fight him well and measure Shura's strength from the side.

But after Song Zhong believed that he was dead, he still refused to let the three of Wuxiang go, and wanted to kill them, which completely angered him. Didn't he know that Brother Ning was the most protective of the calf?

Although Wuxiang and the three had known each other for a short time and did not have any deep friendship, but just because Wuxiang shed tears for him, Pudding's eyes were red because of Wuxiang, so he sincerely regarded these two teenagers as his friends and brothers.

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

Song Zhong was irritated by his actions, and he didn't care about why he didn't die, so he shouted furiously: "Longyou Tianxia!"

boom!

The wild sand dances wildly, the killing intent shocks the sky, as startled as a flying bird, graceful as a swimming dragon.

The silver gun was wrapped in terrifying power of heaven and earth, stirring up wild sand all over the sky, and a huge salon was actually frozen by the extreme cold of the ice flame, and it rushed towards Ding Ning with its teeth and claws.

Before Ding Ning could respond, Song Zhong shook his gun, fired the second shot brazenly, and shouted: "The wind and sand are howling!"

"Blood Rain Frost!"

"Dreams return home!"

"Soul breaks the sky!"

"Buried!"

...

With a series of shouts, Song Zhong stabbed nine spears one after another, and the power of the nine spears began to superimpose continuously. The terrifying momentum was earth-shattering, far beyond the realm of Tianwu, no, even beyond the realm of true martial arts .

Jiang Wuhui's face was ashen, and he whispered in despair: "It's over, it's over now, Song Zhong actually used his ultimate killer weapon, the Nine-link Soul Chaser Spear."

Pudding and Wuxiang didn't speak, but clenched their fists tightly, staring at Ding Ning, who was shrouded in the phantom of the nine guns, without blinking, and kept cheering himself up, "Brother Ding will definitely be able to carry it, and he must be able to bear it." I can bear it."

"Interesting, the marksmanship that combines wind, sand, ice, fire, and spiritual power to continuously superimpose power is just similar to the tidal force I understand. Let's see who is stronger."

Ding Ning's clear and bright voice suddenly made Pudding and Wuxiang almost weep with joy. They waved their fists vigorously, and they knew that Big Brother Ding was a man who kept creating miracles and would never be easily defeated. There was also a relaxed look on his face. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that even as a rival in love, he was impressed by Ding Ning.

Wow!

Crash!

Crash!

The next moment, everyone was shocked, because they heard the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

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

Song Zhong's face was unprecedentedly dignified, and he was in the center of the tide's attack. His feelings were completely different from those of Wu Ping.

What he heard was not the sound of waves hitting the rocks, nor was he standing on the beach watching the magnificence of the sea, but he was like a lone boat flying, falling, jumping, and falling in the turbulent waves... at any time, he would be caught by the terrible waves It was smashed to pieces.

One huge wave after another, overlapping and never stopping, started from a small wave of three or four meters and continued to increase. Now the wave has grown to the height of a seven or eight-story building, and there is no sign of stopping.

What the hell, this is not a tide, it is clearly a tsunami. The terrifying heavenly power from nature makes Song Zhong tremble from his soul. Even though he knows in his heart that this is an illusion caused by the momentum, it is still like riding a roller coaster. A heart hangs tightly in my throat and cannot be realized.

The nine-company soul-chasing gun he was proud of had completely disappeared before the terrifying waves. In this round of confrontation, he had no doubt that he had no power to fight back.

It's just that with his arrogance, 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 we persist for a while, everything will be fine." It's all over."

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

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

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

"You have persisted to the one hundred and ninety-second wave now, come on, I am optimistic about you."

Ding Ning's words of encouragement made Song Zhong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. A thousand waves are now only the one hundred and ninety-second? When is this f*** a head?

The most important thing is that the current huge wave has surged to a height of 100 meters, and the terrifying slapping force has given him a strong fear of death, making him terrified, thinking that he may be smashed to pieces in the next second ,

"One hundred and ninety-five heavy waves."

"One hundred and ninety-six waves."

...

"One hundred and ninety-nine heavy waves, come on, hold on, it will soon break two hundred."

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

...

Ding Ning kept on chattering and encouraging Song Zhong, who didn't know that he thought he was participating in some kind of game show contestant family and friends group with high prize money.

Song Zhong cried, "Fuck, this kid is too bad. He was already scared, but this bastard was still chattering non-stop, increasing 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... …

What the hell, no matter how good the mental quality is, I can't stand it, so when Ding Ning smiled and reminded him that he was lucky enough to pass a small checkpoint, he had successfully passed the 210th wave, and encouraged him to continue to work hard, Song Zhong completely collapsed, crying and saying: "Brother, I was wrong, can't I admit defeat, let me go!"