God-slaughtering King

As soon as he said this, everyone showed a look of horror, while he Bingchu and he Ben were shocked, and the Buddha was exposed.

"Nonsense, rules are made to avoid fighting." he Ben roared.

"Really? Then how dare you take out your token?" Nanmen Feng sneered.

"Why don't you dare."

He Ben took out his token and saw that there were more than 20 stars on it. Everyone looked greedy.

"Why do you have twenty stars?"

"Nonsense, as a blue robed disciple, can I still have no stars?" he Ben disdained.

"What about the blue robed disciples? All the disciples of Longmen road get star coins in the same way. That is to complete the task. You he Ben went to the demon island this time and returned empty handed. If I guess right, you never went to the demon island before, didn't you?"

He Ben was stunned and couldn't refute for a moment.

It is almost recognized that there are many blue robed disciples in Longmen island these years, and no one doubts anything.

But now everyone could not help showing a look of doubt.

"Shut up!"

He Bingchu gave a cold drink.

"What are you to shut me up? You he Bingchu consumed more than 20 stars on the projection challenge platform. Where did your stars come from? You got nothing in the demon Island, but you usually spend more stars than anyone here."

Speaking of this, everyone was not a fool and soon understood.

What Nanmen Feng said is true. The rules they set are to serve them.

"Shut up!"

A shout of reprimand came from a distance, and Zhou Yuanzhen came with a gorgeous woman.

"Brother Zhou, you came just in time. This guy tried to challenge the rules we set." he Bingchu's face looked cold and arrogant. Now the three blue robed disciples are gathered together, and Nanmen Feng can't escape this time

After hearing this, Zhou Yuanzhen smiled and said, "I, Zhou Yuanzhen, have never been involved in the dispute between the two veins, but I can't do it today. In this way, give me a face. He Bingchu, don't worry about Nanmen maple, and Nanmen Maple..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Yuanzhen looked at Nanmen Feng and said, "Nanmen Feng, you are very wrong this time. You have offended not only elder martial brother he but also the tiger king. Now Python and lone wolf are begging him to kill you at the tiger king. If I hadn't stopped it, you would have been a dead body..."

After hearing this, they couldn't help feeling cold.

The tiger king, the strongest man in Longmen Island, is extremely powerful. It is said that he Bingchu challenged him once, but he defeated him with one move.

Since then, the position of the tiger king has been unshakable.

At this time, the people suddenly realized that the king here had not yet appeared.

Seeing the reaction of the crowd, Zhou Yuanzhen's momentum became stronger.

"Well, I've made it very clear about the fierce relationship. Nanmen Feng, although I saved my life, you also have to make some compensation. I said 50 stars at the tiger king. That's it. As for elder martial brother he and elder martial brother he, you can use the remaining stars to compensate."

Zhou Yuanzhen then stretched out his hand.

"Are you finished?"

Nanmen Maple spit out a few words coldly.

"I'm finished. Now it's time for you to make a decision..."

"When you're finished, get out of here. There's nothing for you!"

With a cold drink, Nanmen Maple gave Zhou Yuanzhen a disdainful look.

Get out!

Zhou Yuanzhen immediately clenched his fists, and the onlookers, whether left or right, couldn't help swallowing saliva, with a frightening look in their eyes.

The mediator, Zhou Yuanzhen, is the one who has to give face to the tiger king. Nanmenfeng asked him to go away!

"You... You don't give me face?" Zhou Yuanzhen snapped.

"What are you? I want to give you face? If you don't want to intervene, get out of here. If you want to intervene, stand up. Don't talk nonsense here."

Boom

Zhou Yuanzhen was completely angry, and the bluestone ground under his feet suddenly fell apart.

You look at me and I look at you. Obviously, neither of them is willing to fight.

"Don't give in to each other. You two... No, you three, let's go together!"

Three, together!

There are four blue robed disciples on Longmen island. Nanmen Feng wants to challenge three

Crazy!

For a moment, everyone was boiling with blood.

"Arrogant, it's too arrogant. What strength do you nanmenfeng have to challenge the three of us." Zhou Yuanzhen is furious. As a detached existence of Longmen Island, no one has dared to be presumptuous in front of him in recent years.

Nanmen maple is the first!

"Why don't I dare? People like you who have stayed here for several years in Longmen Island don't have any combat effectiveness in my eyes. Even in the next ten months, I will challenge them."

Nanmen Feng looked at Zhou Yuanzhen disdainfully.

Click!

Zhou Yuanzhen clenched his fists, but after a long time, he didn't start. Instead, he stepped aside and said, "brother he and brother he, I won't interfere in today's affairs. You can solve him."

"Brother he, Nanmen Feng is your right vein disciple. It's your turn to clean up the portal." he Bingchu also stepped back.

He Ben looked gloomy. After taking a deep breath, he went to the South Gate maple.

"Nanmen Feng, you are not the first person to try to challenge the rules, nor will you be the last, but the rules of Longmen island have not changed. Do you know why?" he Ben said coldly.

"Why?" Nanmen Feng smiled.

"Because the rules are set by the strongest people in Longmen Island, and I am one of the strongest!"

When the voice fell, he Ben sprang up, and the Dharma sword in his hand swept across the ground to form a piece of dust.

"Shahe sword..."

The crowd blurted out.

He Ben has the strongest martial arts and Shahe sword, which can reach the level of quasi heaven level intermediate martial arts. Therefore, unless it is heaven level intermediate martial arts, it is impossible to win.

Can Nanmen Maple still win in the face of such strong martial arts?

At this moment, both left vein disciples and right vein disciples held their breath, especially Yunmei and others were very nervous.

At the same time, the quicksand in the air has formed a long river, and the Buddha will drown the maple in the south gate.

"Nanmen maple, drown under my sand river!"

Boom

The surging Sand River surged towards the maple at the south gate.

The maple in the South Gate smiled indifferently. The broken killing knife suddenly lifted up and then fell.

The powerful three color flame Sabre Qi swept away, and in an instant, the Shahe River was divided into two, forming two small rivers.

"Three... Three flavor cold fire, your real fire is three flavor cold fire..."

He Ben instinctively took a few steps back and looked at his body carefully. He was relieved after confirming that he was not hit by Sanwei cold fire.

"Brother he, Nanmen Maple has three cold fires and a strange body method that can defeat the popular Lingzi. I'm afraid I'm alone..."

Speaking of this, he Ben has turned red.

He asked for help from he Bingchu when dealing with a white robed disciple.

Face loss.

But he had to do so. Compared with the direct defeat, it was much better. At least he could keep his position as the first person in the right vein.

"Well, today we will give him this glory, but glory is usually equal to death."

He Bingchu looked cold, took out the Dharma sword and stood beside he Ben.

"You and I, one holding the earth and the other holding the wind, the wind and the earth, do you know what to do, brother he?"

He Ben smiled coldly and said, "I understand brother he. In this way, he will die. There is no injury."

"Don't worry, I'll go to the elder and say that you two won't be blamed. After his death, the stars on the token will be shared equally." Zhou Yuanzhen whispered.

"Well, let him die today."

He Ben burst out and raised the Dharma sword again at the next moment.

Whoosh

Bluestones on the ground flew into the air, followed by endless soil under the ground.

If you master the power of the earth, you can condense the earth, gold and stone for your own use.

"Shahe, earthquake!"

Boom

The earth began to shake. Within ten feet of he Ben, a big pit appeared on the ground, and all the soil flew into the air.

"He Ben is going to use the strongest Shahe sword. If Nanmen Maple doesn't have Tianjie intermediate martial arts, I'm afraid..."

Gongsun Sheng frowned nervously.

"Even if you master the Tianjie intermediate martial arts, you have to be the strongest one, because there is he Bingchu. His residual wind sword has definitely reached the level of Tianjie intermediate martial arts."

Yunmei took a deep breath. Although she had confidence in nanmenfeng, she was still worried about the cooperation between he Ben and he Bingchu.

One against two, that's the strength only the tiger king has.

Nanmen Feng, really?

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense. The mud river in the sky had covered the sun. At the same time, there was a sudden wind all around.

He Bingchu has waved the Dharma sword. After each sword, the wind will be stronger. After ten swords, the wind can urge the mud river in the air.

"Residual wind Kendo, gather sand into a sword!"

As he Bingchu whispered, countless wind blades appeared in the air. These wind blades rolled up the soil in the sand river and formed a sand knife.

In a moment, under the joint efforts of the two people, the muddy river in the air became a muddy sword river.

"Nanmen maple, you will have no residue in three seconds. That's what you're trying to challenge the strongest punishment, kill!"

He Ben and he Bingchu cut out with a sword almost at the same time.

The sand knife River in the air is like a huge wave, turning everyone white and retreating one after another.

But just then, they found that it was getting darker and darker around, and there was a bloody waning moon shining in the terrible quicksand knife River.

Looking at the maple in the south gate, he waved the broken killing knife under the surging sand river, and his expression was not a bit flustered.

"The trapped beast is still fighting. Give up resistance, Nanmen maple. This is a force you can't reach." he Bingchu roared repeatedly.

Hum

Another waning moon appeared.

"The eighth round, with my cultivation, this is the limit, but... Enough."

Nanmen Maple smiled indifferently, and countless bloody arcs around him became an array under the broken killing knife, putting countless needles in the Buddha.

Before I could understand it, the blood River in the sky fell, and the huge impact directly crushed them to the ground. After the blood light disappeared, they were already lying on the ground, with broken clothes and clothes.

"This..."

Everyone was amazed and smacked their tongue.

Nanmen Feng fought against he Bingchu and he Ben, the two blue robed disciples, and won.

What was more terrible was that the last blow, with three layers of strong blood force, they were still injured.

"What level of martial arts is this!"

Yunmei murmured with a shocking color in her eyes.

"It's impossible, it's impossible..."

He Bingchu supported the ground with both hands. After a long time, he got up, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.