Eternal Sacred King

"what?"

When the martial arts deity said this, Ming Feng was stunned.

He has been alive for so long, and he has never seen such a person who knows nothing about life and death.

In the current situation, even the king of Beiling has to bow his head and confess his fate, let them slaughter, and the extermination is imminent, this outsider dare to provoke him?

Ming Feng froze for a while, then couldn't help laughing.

In the main hall, originally, it fell into a strange calm for an instant.

Then, more chaotic noise erupted, and the princes and giants of various forces looked at the martial arts deity's eyes, as if they were looking at a dead person.

"This person is too arrogant. Before he died, he was still pretending to be calm. It is estimated that he was already peeing his pants in fright."

"Knowing that you will die, just stiff your mouth."

"Exactly, as an outsider, who killed the ancient Ming clan again, can he survive?"

"Ugh."

Tang Qing'er looked at the martial arts deity somewhat helplessly, and sighed slightly.

She originally thought not to involve the martial arts deity.

But when the martial arts deity said these words, it was tit-for-tat against Mingfeng. No matter what she said, these ancient Ming clan experts could not let go of the martial arts deity.

"Hahahaha!"

Young Master Nan Lin pointed to the martial arts deity, laughed, and said, "Master Mingfeng, you see, how arrogant this person is!"

"In front of the adults, this guy dared to talk back! It's all about not kneeling down and begging for mercy, and sitting there drinking, you simply didn't put the adults in your eyes!"

Seeing the martial arts deity looking for death like this, Young Master Nan Lin became inexplicably excited and yelled.

He had a word, but he was right.

The martial arts deity did not put the people of Mingfeng in their eyes.

To be precise, all the powerhouses in this Beiling Hall can be ignored by the martial arts deity!

Young Master Nan Lin said again: "What kind of martial art, didn't you mean that you have prepared a birthday gift for King Beiling, take it out and let us all take a look!"

"Haha, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't take it out now, there will be no chance for a while!"

"Oh?"

Mingfeng was about to make a move, but when he heard this, he also showed a look of interest, and said with a joke: "What kind of gift you have prepared will also open my eyes."

This birthday banquet is about to become an extermination funeral for the Tang family in Beiling.

No matter what gift the martial arts deity gave out, in the eyes of everyone, it was just a joke and humiliation.

"My gift, only one sentence."

The martial arts deity said faintly: "Beiling Tang Family, I will protect it."

"What?"

Everyone in the hall couldn't believe their ears, and looked at the martial arts deity who was still sitting in the table in disbelief.

"This person just said something nonsense, I didn't hear it clearly."

"It seems to be saying that Beiling Tang Family...he is protected?"

"It's probably because I have drunk too much, and I'm completely drunk."

Discussions abounded at the Beiling Hall.

Tang Qing'er looked at the martial arts deity blankly, as if he had known him for the first time.

This sentence sounds so absurd, but for some reason, Tang Qinger suddenly felt a powerful and unmatched will in the body of the martial arts deity!

It seems that every word spoken by the deity of martial arts weighs more than a million!

The King of the North Ridge was severely wounded and sat slumped on the ground. At this time, he also turned his head and looked at the young man he had once scolded with a trace of blankness in his eyes.

Did he miss it?

Could it be that this outsider from the heavens could really save the Tang family...

This thought just flashed in his mind, and the King of Beiling quickly denied it.

It's impossible.

Although he can't see the realm of the martial arts deity's cultivation level, this young man is less than ten thousand years old. Even if he is talented, what can he do to reach the level of the prison king?

Could this young man be better than him?

Even he is no match for the strong of the ancient Ming clan, how much waves can this young man make?

It is estimated that this son is too young, born a calf, and has not suffered any setbacks in the heavens, so he will be arrogant and arrogant.

However, the king of Beiling was too lazy to reprimand the martial arts deity.

In his opinion, the martial arts deity has repeatedly provoked the Gu Ming clan, fearing that he will die before him!

The King of Beiling suddenly laughed at himself.

For a moment, it was ridiculous that he was actually dreaming about protecting the Tang family by this young man who is less than 10,000 years old.

"Master Mingfeng, have you heard?"

Young Master Nanlin only reacted at this time and quickly said: "This person threatens to keep the Beiling Tang family. This is simply a brazen confrontation with the adults!"

Mingfeng waved his hand casually and said, "It's just an ant, kill it."

The Pluto who had just fought with the king of Beiling moved in shape, and came to the front of the martial arts deity in a flash, turned the palm of the sky, and fell towards the sky spirit cover of the martial arts deity!

With this palm, almost all the retreats of the martial arts deity were sealed to death!

This Pluto not only wants to kill, but also instantly kills the martial arts deity.

In this way, the majesty and methods of the ancient Ming clan can be demonstrated!

Seeing the great palm of the Pluto master slapped down, the martial arts deity did not get up, but lowered his eyebrows, still sitting between the seats, motionless.

"Haha!"

Young Master Nan Lin couldn't help but laughed: "This is scared silly."

The Nan Yuan prisoner next to him calmly analyzed: "This Pluto's methods seem simple, but in fact they are simple and powerful. With the qi and blood of the ancient Ming clan, he has completely suppressed him."

"It's not that he doesn't want to move, but that he can't move, so he can only watch himself being shot to death!"

Tang Qing'er couldn't help turning her head, avoiding her gaze.

She couldn't bear to keep watching.

At the beginning, she brought the martial arts deity back to Beiling out of curiosity and kindness on Crying Soul Ridge, but she did not expect to harm this person instead.

Between the electric light and flint, the palm of the powerful Hades descended, and it was only a stone's throw from the heavenly cover of the martial arts deity.

At this moment, the martial arts deity suddenly raised his eyes, and in his eyes, two striking rays of light burst out, and he exhaled and said, "Go!"

This voice, the martial arts deity did not use the secret method of the Voice of All Souls.

Even so, relying on his powerful physical bloodline, he still broke out an extremely violent impact!

The Pluto was shocked, his ears were tingling, his mind buzzed, and his consciousness was briefly blank.

At the same time as the martial arts deity took place, in his mouth, the Qi gathered into a sword, and a white light broke through the air, instantly submerged in the center of the Pluto's eyebrows!

This is the most common method among the cultivation of immortals, exhaling into a sword.

This kind of method, as long as the other party is prepared, there is almost no threat to the cultivator of the same rank.

But the powerful lungs of the martial arts deity, the sword energy spit out, the power is unmatched, and it can even penetrate the body of the Pluto!

With the powerful vocal impact, the Pluto lost his consciousness for a short time, and he couldn't avoid it.

Before he regained his consciousness, his soul had been pierced by the sword qi spit out from the martial arts deity, his eyebrows were bloody, and his body fell on the spot!