Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 940

"Okay, father."

Nangong Ting's figure appeared outside the clan hall, wearing a battle armor, and standing beside him were more than a dozen powerful men of the Emperor Senior Realm, obviously all elders of the Nangong clan.

As one of the four masters of Wanbaolou, the Nangong clan has a long history, and the mansion is also quite large.

This Nangong Mansion is divided into three parts, the outer part, the middle part, and the deep part.

All the three tribes lived in the descendants of the major branches of the Nangong clan all the way to the direct descendants.

This shows how huge the Nangong clan is.

However, no matter how big the Nangong clan is, it is difficult to resist Jian Fengyun and Nanfeng at this moment.

All the way to the deep part of the Nangong clan, Nanfeng was full of murderous aura, but Jian Fengyun was relatively calm, following behind Nanfeng calmly.

At some point in Nanfeng's hands, a sword energy had condensed, and wherever it passed, corpses and blood flowed everywhere.

Before entering Nangong City, Jian Fengyun had already performed the secret art of disguise on himself and Nanfeng. The appearances of the two are now turned upside down. As long as Jian Fengyun is not willing, no one with soul power below the emperor rank can see through it. .

Soon, Nanfeng had reached the middle with his sword in hand. There were still many strong men from the Nangong clan guarding here. In fact, the entire Nangong mansion was guarded by strong men at intervals.

However, at this point, those who were in charge of guarding had all died tragically under the sword of Nanfeng.

Jian Fengyun didn't stop Nanfeng, he knew that the Nangong clan's method to his Nanjia would be a hundred times more cruel than Nanfeng's.

"Here they come. They're coming."

When someone saw Nanfeng, his face changed instantly, and he held a sword in his hand, terrified.

At this moment, everyone in the Nangong clan was alarmed. They all knew that two people had entered the Nangong clan, and they were all on the highest alert.

"die!"

Nan Feng's eyes were cold, turning into a blue light and rushing forward. His long hair swelled like a waterfall, and burst out of green light, the law of wind filled the sky.

Several guards opposite him shouted instantly, and each sacrificed spiritual soldiers to block it.

However, the erupting green hair was invincible, piercing through all the spiritual weapons, and dispersing their magical powers, the power was astonishing.

In a burst of clanging, these people were knocked into the air.

Nanfeng stepped forward and made additional moves!
"The wisps of hair turn into swords, and the talent for swordsmanship is good."

Jian Fengyun stood at the back, watching the scene in front of him with a look of satisfaction on his face.

What he passed on to Nanfeng was the Fengyun sword way, which was the way he practiced in his previous life. When he cultivated to a certain level, hair can be turned into sword energy, killing people inadvertently.

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In an instant, those few people were pierced through the eyebrows by the green hair, and they all fell to the sky, and none of them survived.

"The power of the sword qi is good, but the speed is still not enough. The way of wind has no form or shadow." Jian Fengyun stepped forward and said.

"like this."

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Just when he saw Jian Fengyun's hand raised, a guard at the peak of the Spirit Monarch Realm not far in front had been pierced between the eyebrows, a wound with a large sword mark suddenly appeared on his brow, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Nan Feng focused his eyes, nodded, and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

After the words fell, Nan Feng's murderous gaze became more thoughtful, and he began to kill the guard in front of him.

After such a short while, Nanfeng's speed of drawing out his sword became a bit faster, which showed that he had learned something from Jian Fengyun's instruction just now.

The two went all the way, killing more than [-] people in a row, all of them were killed instantly, without causing any trouble.

In a blink of an eye, they approached the deep part of the Nangong clan.

After beheading the last guard in the middle, Nan Feng and Jian Fengyun stepped behind a huge arch.

Almost five steps into the arch, dense figures in the huge square suddenly emerged from the void, and the law flickered, one after another.

Nan Feng's face darkened immediately, most of the people around here were above the Spirit King Realm, and there were not a few people in the Spirit Saint Realm.

The number of so many strong people is much stronger than their Nan family.

"You dare to trespass on my Nangong clan, damn it!"

"The young patriarch ordered them to be hacked into pieces, don't make them feel better."

"Kill!"

The dense figures around shouted.

These people are warriors trained by the Nangong clan. It has to be said that as one of the four masters of the Wanbao Building, the Nangong clan has a lot of resources, and they are able to train nearly a thousand strong men of the Lingjun realm and above.

"Shoot as much as you can, don't worry about it." Seeing Fengyun glanced over, he said calmly from behind.

Hearing Jian Fengyun's words, Nan Feng's complexion recovered instantly, and a long sword of monarch rank fell into his hand immediately.

He strode forward and walked straight ahead, his eyes were cold, with an astonishing murderous look, he really calmed down a group of people.

Many people feel.

This young man seems to have some kind of blood feud with the Nangong clan, and he has a chilling coercion.

"What are you afraid of? With so many of us, aren't we his opponents? Besides, the young master and the elders are behind. If they dare to act presumptuously, they will be wiped out by the young master immediately." Someone said.

Afterwards, many people rushed over from all around, all kinds of spiritual weapons flew by, and their supernatural powers complemented each other, enveloping Fengyun Xiangjiajian and Nanfeng.

"I didn't want to do it at first, but if you want to do it, I can only play with you."

Jian Fengyun swept his gaze away, silver light flickered in his eyes, and his skin glowed like a flying fairy.

The attacks of this group of people couldn't even break through the defense of Jian Fengyun's physical body.

The Heaven Swallowing Sword has a great body, enough to shake the strong in the Holy Realm, and the power of Qi and blood is wide open, devouring their supernatural powers.

"Go, go to hell!"

Nan Feng's eyes were slightly red, as if he saw the scene of the people who refused to surrender that day being brutally besieged and killed.

His long hair was raised, and the sword energy flew out from his hand.

Although it is at the peak of the Lingjun Realm, Nanfeng has inherited Jian Fengyun's fine tradition, and it is not difficult to challenge beyond the level.

The sounds of "chi la" and "chi la" were heard endlessly. A group of people were all pierced by the sword energy, and fell to the ground with their backs to the sky. Blood flowed horizontally. No less than 20 people were killed on the spot.

The scene was silent for a moment, and everyone was hairy, and stopped here, with fear and chill, and kept retreating.

Nanfeng ignored it, walked forward, and looked at Nangong Ting at the gate of the Nangong clan's clan hall in the depths.

The Nangong clan is very powerful, and their clan hall is many times larger than that of ordinary families.

Looking from the front, it was like seeing a great hall, with a group of strong men at the Emperor Prestige standing at the door.

In the middle of this group of Emperor Senior Realm powerhouses stood the figure of Nangong Ting.

After not seeing him for almost a month, Nangong Ting's cultivation unexpectedly broke through to the Holy Realm, and his body was enveloped in a demonic aura, obviously he had modified the Demon Realm's kung fu.

(End of this chapter)