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Chapter 106 Our Blood Lotus Cult is Finished!
The beating drum and the golden hammer.

When Nan Yu took these two hammers into his hands, the name naturally popped into his mind.

Used by Li Yuanba, the number one warrior in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the double hammers weigh a total of [-] catties.

I don't know whether the hammer is made of material, just wave it casually, the ear-piercing sound of piercing the air makes even Nan Yu feel a tingling pain in the eardrums, with one hammer, it will almost destroy this meteorite, which can withstand The treasure house attacked by the god-level powerhouse was broken by the hammer, and the falling rocks continued to fall. The entire Blood Lotus Sect main altar shook violently as if it had encountered a magnitude [-] earthquake, and the exquisite and luxurious decorations in the cave were smashed It was knocked over and broken into pieces, and all the disciples screamed and fled.

Nan Yu took a deep breath. It was indeed a true divine weapon for the main killer. It didn't need any moves. Just relying on the power of this weapon itself, even a god-level weapon could be killed by a hammer if it stood in front of it.

But true artifacts are not so easy to manipulate.

Without the injection of internal force, the Drum Weng Jinhammer is just a pair of very heavy weapons.

Its power to kill the god level lies entirely in the terrifying killing momentum inspired by the injection of internal force, but the internal force required to activate this true artifact is also extremely astonishing. One strike consumes nearly one-third of his internal energy. If he wants to fully arouse the full power of this true artifact, according to Nan Yu's estimation, he must be at least at the peak of the god level or even the super god level.

Of course.

Even so, the power of the Weng Drumming Hammer is very satisfying.

Nan Yu picked up the pair of hammers and weighed them, with a look of happiness and worry on his face.

Without him.

There are too many good things to hold.

The Blood Dragon Sword, the Fish Intestine Sword, the Giant Heavenly Bow, the Drumming Weng Golden Hammer, plus the pile of pills, Nan Yu's pockets and body were all stuffed to the brim.

Just when Nan Yu was thinking about whether to take something else out, a surprised voice sounded from outside the treasure house door.

"Hey, why was a door opened in our treasure house? Is there a thief? Come on, come with me to kill the thief!!!"

"Master, please slow down, maybe the ancestors are inside."

"Why did the ancestors tear down our door?"

"Ah this!?"

"I think there are still thieves breaking into our empty door. Hmph, I want to see who the little thief dares to steal from our Blood Lotus Sect!!"

As soon as the words fell, the strong smell of blood suddenly rushed into the treasure house, and rushed towards Nan Yu's direction.

Immediately afterwards, the leader of the Blood Lotus Sect appeared in a sea of ​​blood, and his right hand turned into a huge dragon claw and grabbed Nan Yu.

At the same time, he was still shouting: "Whoa, whoa, whoa, little thief, where can you escape - escape, ah, ancestor, it's you!"

After saying that, he stopped abruptly in mid-air, even the huge internal force he had released was forcibly retracted, and then he landed on the ground, looking around nervously.

With such martial arts attainment and control ability, even Nan Yu secretly gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

But the admiration was the admiration, Nan Yu still put his hands behind his back, and shouted in a cold voice: "What are you doing? Are you planning to murder the Patriarch?"

"Old, old ancestor, don't get me wrong."

The disciple who ran in with the leader rushed forward and waved his hands, "Master, he just thought that someone attacked the church, so he acted out of desperation. He, he didn't know that you were here."

"Really?"

Nan Yu frowned slightly and glanced at the leader of the Blood Lotus Sect, displaying the majestic air of an elder.

However, the leader's reaction made him feel like he wanted to spurt blood.

I saw him bending down like a child, walking tiptoe behind Nan Yu, grabbing the blood dragon sword in Nan Yu's hand, laughing loudly: "I found it, isn't this my blood dragon sword? Haha, With it, I can kill the Patriarch to avenge my son!!!" Nan Yu: "."

The Blood Lotus Sect disciple who followed in together: "."

This feeling of wanting to complain but not knowing where to start is a bit uncomfortable. .

People who understand know that the 'ancestor' mentioned by the leader is Long You, but those who don't know, think that the leader is planning to kill Nan Yu to sacrifice to the sky.

"Eh?"

"what!"

"Well--!!!"

The leader tried to take out the Blood Dragon Sword from Nan Yu's hand, but without using his internal force, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out the Blood Dragon Sword under Nan Yu's enormous strength.

After spending a long time, he became a little angry, and his confused eyes became much clearer: "Ancestor, return the knife to me, I want to avenge my son! I am going to avenge Xiaojuhua, Xiaomeihua, Xiaolanhua and Xiaozhu! !!”

"If you can't beat Long You, you'll die if you do."

Nan Yu pulled hard, broke free from the leader's hand, then pretended to pat him on the shoulder deeply and said: "I will avenge the blood lotus sect's revenge for you. You are still young, so treat it as a revenge for our blood lotus sect." Teach you to keep a kindling, don't go to death in vain."

These words were so righteous that the disciples on the side were almost moved to tears.

The leader was even more grateful: "Old Ancestor, you are really thinking about our future generations, woo woo, then, then, I will lend you this blood dragon sword for your use."

"Well, you can stay here and wait for my good news."

Nan Yu nodded, and stretched out his hand to pat the leader's head, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, then withdrew his hand, and continued to stand with his hands behind his back, maintaining the demeanor of an elder.

But this atmosphere was quickly broken by the leader: "Um, ancestor, did you do that big hole in the door of our treasure house?"

"Uh..." Nan Yu was a little embarrassed, coughed lightly and said, "It's me."

"Eh?"

The leader blinked his eyes and asked doubtfully, "Can't you open this broken door too?"

"Ah."

"Leaving the church for too long, I forgot how to open it."

Nan Yu lied without squinting, without blushing and without panting.

"Oh, so you forgot too."

The leader suddenly realized, slapped his head and said: "Let me just say, this door is so difficult to open, how could everyone remember it."

As he said that, he also slammed the disciple who had been following him all the time, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, talk about me behind my back every day, saying that my brain is not working well, and I can't remember this or that." I can’t remember, look, is this my problem? Isn’t the old ancestor also unable to remember! Next time, let me hear you say that my brain is not working well, be careful I will spank your ass, and then hang you on Go basking in the sun on the flagpole at the gate!"

The disciple who had received a sharp shock on his head held his head in grievance. He looked at Nan Yu, who had a deep expression on his face, and then at the leader who had a playful smile on his face. He only had one thought in his mind.

Damn, both god-level brains have problems!

Our Blood Lotus Sect is about to end! ! !

(End of this chapter)