Doomsday Overlord

After all, the elders of the He family are human spirits who have lived for a hundred years. They lost their minds for a moment and then recovered.No matter what, if He Qingyun was killed, someone must pay for it.

As for right and wrong, with the He family's prestige and prestige, how can they be afraid, not to mention, no one will be fair to the dead.

"Presumptuous! In the competition, you dare to kill everywhere, and kill the Elder He Qingyun, who is always patient, in one fell swoop! I simply don't pay attention to my Beidou boxing sect, and kill me in Tianyi Palace!"

Another elder whose cultivation level was slightly weaker than He Qingyun's had already shouted angrily.

"Yan Hengwu, you harbored evil intentions and led such a villain into the Tianyi Hall of Beidou Boxing School. At this time, this villain showed his fierceness and killed Elder He Qingyun. He deserves to be punished. The person you recommended must also be with him." A nest of snakes and rats, catch them without a fight, and for the sake of Grandmaster Yunxiao, maybe I can spare you a bit and spare you!"

He Fang'an, the youngest, directly pointed the finger at Yan Hengwu, ran up to Yan Hengwu, and took him directly.

It was almost noon, and there were not many people stranded in the Tianyi Hall, especially here, it was only possible to enter under the guidance of guard disciples, and there were not many people around.

It is related to the He family, and the He family has lost an elder with great potential, so the disciples and deacons next to him dare not talk too much.

Fighting against the He family in Beidou Boxing School is no different from seeking death, and suicide is more enjoyable and easy.

These disciples and deacons turned their heads one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding figures disappeared, leaving only the four elders of the He family and Jiang Ping, the deacon of Tianyi Hall.

As soon as He Qingyun died, Yan Hengwu immediately withdrew all the scattered spiritual will.The gap between the martial artist period and the grand master is vast, and Yan Hengwu is not worried that the five people in front of him will be able to see the way.

As long as you have the secret of the primary spiritual will of the great master and no one knows, then things will be much easier.

Although the He family has a great reputation and great power, no low-ranking members of the Beidou Fist School would dare to offend their prestige.But my own master, Yun Xiao, has been an advanced grand master for many years, and he might be able to achieve the respect of a martial saint someday.

To be able to advance to the rank of Martial Saint as the master of the newly promoted sect is an unimaginable incentive for the newly promoted sect of Beidou Fist Sect.

The battle between the inherited sect and the newly promoted sect has never stopped among martial practitioners of all realms, and it is usually the newly promoted sect that is at a disadvantage.The fundamental reason is that there are only two masters of the Beidou Fist Sect who are truly in power, and only two of them are new masters of the sect, and they have too little right to speak.

Therefore, everyone in the Beidou Boxing Sect will keep friendship with any newly-promoted sect master who may advance to the rank of Martial Saint, expressing their favor both openly and secretly.

If it is not necessary, I don't want to offend.

The four elders of the He family knew the truth, so they turned away the people on the left and right, and set their target on Yan Hengwu.

As long as Yan Hengwu is captured and controlled in his hands, Chang Dingyuan, an outsider, will be charged with beating and killing the elder of Beidou Boxing Sect, how can he not die!

There are no less than a hundred strong martial artists in Tianyi Hall alone, and there are more than a dozen of them resting in the house at this time. As long as they shout out and fight together, they will be able to kill them on the spot in the middle stage of martial arts.

"You dare to attack us. It's clear that you were the ones who provoked us first, and He Qingyun was aggressive, but his skills were inferior to others. You are the only one to blame."

Yan Hengwu looked at He Ning'an who came in front of him, and angrily said.

He Ning'an smiled slightly. This kind of low-level disciple who can only play tricks and talk about the truth has seen too much and fell into his own hands. He has countless ways to make him shut up obediently and change his mouth according to his own wishes.

"Yan Hengwu, you still dare to quibble, obediently grab it with your hands free, and you can save yourself some physical pain!" He Ning'an said, but his movements were extremely fierce, and his claws grabbed Yan Hengwu's lute bone.

With his combat qi cultivation close to the middle stage of a martial artist, not to mention Yan Hengwu's cultivation at the early stage of innateness is the peak of innateness. If he is grasped by one claw, he will definitely lose a pair of arms.

Yan Hengwu sneered, facing He Ning'an's thick fingers, clenched his fists, and shook his arms violently, a palpitating vindictive light flashed out, and finally gathered on his fist like an electric glow.

"Hey, innate grudge!"

He Ning'an frowned slightly. Based on the information he had originally received, Yan Hengwu, who had offended Ms. He Miaozhu, was only a rookie at the body tempering stage. Even though he had accumulated a lot of money, he had reached the Qi refining stage at most. He was already a master at the innate stage.

However, what about the congenital stage, in front of his strong martial artist stage, he is completely vulnerable, and the gap between the martial artist stage and the congenital stage is huge.

Seeing Yan Hengwu punch bravely and bravely, He Ning'an was not only not afraid, but also increased the output of Dou Qi. He spewed out Dou Qi from his fingertips violently, carrying the power of a martial artist, and pressed against Yan Hengwu.

On the side, the five people who saw this scene reacted completely differently. The faces of the other three elders of the He family and the deacon Jiang Ping showed the indifference of the overall situation, while Chang Dingyuan shook his head and sighed.

"He Ning'an is an idiot, in the early days of a martial artist, he actually bumped into the muzzle of a cannon. He is really an old birthday star who eats arsenic and wants to die!"

Witnessing Yan Hengwu's fight against Spider Venerable Zhu Zhi'an, Chang Dingyuan has no deep taboo against Yan Hengwu.

Especially in the battle to kill He Qingyun just now, when there were no other people around, Chang Dingyuan naturally understood who helped to kill He Qingyun in the end.

In Chang Dingyuan's eyes, Yan Hengwu is already beyond Wu Zun's early stage existence, not as powerful as Wu Zun, and his boxing skills are still above this kind of strong man. Facing this kind of character, a mere early stage martial artist went up to deliver food .

Chang Dingyuan had nothing to say to this kind of idiot.

He Ning'an is extremely fast, and his shots are hot.

Yan Hengwu's pupils shrank slightly, and He Ning'an's figure appeared directly above his head. The fighting spirit surged violently on his claws, bringing out a terrifying power to tear apart the space. Grab Yan Hengwu's Tianling Gai.

As for the fist in front of the paw, He Ning'an directly ignored it.

Under the eyes of the five people nearby, the claws slammed down, and when everyone in the He family was waiting for the bloody scene to appear and were about to applaud, a phoenix fist suddenly exploded in front of Yan Hengwu. , Amidst the flames of fighting spirit, the shadow of a phoenix suddenly appeared.

"Oh!"

The phoenix that emerged was not a show, but a solid condensate of fighting spirit. Facing He Ningan's claws, it immediately exploded with infinite power. A phoenix claw that was full of fire suddenly penetrated the fighting spirit, and viciously smashed against He Ningan's fingers. together.

Suddenly, a scalp-numbing muffled sound resounded, and a terrifying air wave spread out from the contact point like a wave. Where the energy passed, cracks on the ground surged like spider webs. out.

The flames on Phoenix's body confronted He Ning'an's fighting spirit for a moment, and then He Ning'an's body trembled violently. Under a violent wave of flames, he stomped on the ground and retreated more than a dozen steps. , just barely stabilized his figure.

"what!"

Only when he stopped, He Ning'an uttered a ghostly howl, earth-shattering, lingering and melodious hissing.

After hearing the sound, He Ning'an grabbed Yan Hengwu's right hand and was burned by the flames of the Phoenix Fist. It was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, emitting bursts of fragrance.

The sudden reversal made all the eyes of the audience freeze, especially after seeing that He Ning'an couldn't resist the fist clash, a shock surged out of his heart uncontrollably.

He knocked back He Ning'an with one punch, Yan Hengwu withdrew his fist, stroked the ring lightly with his fingers, feeling warm in his heart.After Zhang Peng's death, the ten rings left behind became extremely powerful after being fused into the Black Flame Stone.

With these ten rings, the black flame stone has the effect of increasing the fighting energy of the fire attribute, and with the help of the Nandou Phoenix Fist, Yan Hengwu was not afraid at all in the early days of the mere martial artist. He Ning'an was the one who was repelled hastily in the face-to-face confrontation.

Compared to He Ningan's embarrassment, Yan Hengwu only took half a step back.

After repelling He Ning'an, Yan Hengwu didn't stop there, he pinched his handprints, and the flame phoenix that showed his shape directly rushed towards He Ning'an.

Seeing this, He Ning'an, who was in pain, was already extremely angry. He was not on guard and suffered a big loss. Yan Hengwu even dared to attack him?

The extremely angry He Ning'an circulated Dou Qi to heal his right hand that was burned by the flames, and at the same time raised his left hand and made several palm strikes.

The majestic palm power poured towards the Flame Phoenix, and the Flame Phoenix seemed to collapse at the touch of a touch, vulnerable to a single blow, and completely lost the prestige just now.

He Ning'an grinned grimly: "It turns out that there is only so much power. If I hadn't underestimated the enemy before, and hadn't exploded with the power of a martial artist, how could I have suffered in your hands?"

"Hey, such a little power is enough to make Elder He Ning'an suffer a lot, be careful, explode!" Yan Hengwu confronted him.

While speaking, the handprints changed again, and the Nandou Phoenix Fist, which had been cultivated to the extreme, returned to its original nature at this time, showing the appearance of an ordinary Phoenix Fist, but the essential power has not changed.

Following Yan Hengwu's soft drink, the flame phoenix that gradually disintegrated turned into a phoenix's tail, surrounded He Ning'an, and then burst suddenly.

The flame phoenix was formed by the condensed half of Yan Hengwu's fighting spirit, and it was boosted by the black flame stone ring. It was quite powerful. At this moment, He Ning'an was trapped in the middle, and all the power was poured on him. The damage caused can be imagined Know.

He Ning'an only felt that he was in the sea of ​​flames, and appeared hastily. The battle energy shield protecting his body was directly melted by the flames, and all the aftermath of the flames poured on the flesh that had been cultivated for nearly a hundred years.

Stab it!

He Ning'an immediately transformed the attribute of fighting energy, using the attribute of fighting energy of water attribute, pulling the water vapor in the air, extinguishing the flames on the clothes, avoiding the tragedy of being burned into hairless birds below.

However, Yan Hengwu's attack was too sudden, and the flame phoenix's self-explosion was extremely powerful. He Ning'an could only protect the vital points from being hurt by the flames in a hurry, and had no time to take care of other places.

In an instant, He Ning'an, a well-dressed beast with a human face, was burned into a roast duck, with a few pieces of rotten black cloth hanging on his body, smoke rings from his mouth, dark eyes, and withered yellow hair.

The worst thing is the right hand, which was almost cooked before, but at this time, the flesh on the bones of the right hand fell to the ground, and the blood vessels in the entire arm and palm were burned, and the battle energy could not be carried out along the blood vessels. cycle.

Looking at the extremely miserable He Ning'an, the other three He elders felt rejoicing from the bottom of their hearts.If he was the one who captured Yan Hengwu, if he underestimated the enemy, he might end up in the same way.

"The Big Dipper blesses you! Thank you, the Big Dipper God!"

The three elder He parents piously praised in their hearts.

The deacon, Jiang Ping, was dumbfounded. He thought that helping the He family and bullying a mere Body Tempering Stage disciple was an easy and highly rewarding job. Only now did he realize that the lamb to be slaughtered in his eyes turned out to be a wolf in sheep's clothing. At this moment the wolf bared its fangs, Jiang Ping could only be thankful that he was not bitten.

Being involved in disputes and getting into trouble, even though it was a headache, it was much better than He Ningan being burned like a roast duck.

Chapter 60 He Ning'an Roasted Duck