God-slaughtering King

A scream resounded. Although these disciples were middle-level masters in the spirit realm, they were just like weak lambs under Nanmen Feng's hands.

……

At the same time, in the dark woods, Liu Yifeng stood face to face with several people in black.

It was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. The moonlight like broken silver was projected from the South Gate of the tree. I could vaguely see the murderous eyes of several people.

"In order to kill a young man who has become a master of the spirit realm, not only the hall leader gives you advice, but also the moving axis is the four high-level of the spirit realm..."

Liu Yifeng leaned against the back of the tree and said with a sad smile, "your Hong family is really down!"

"Brother Liu is..."

The leader in black sneered, "Mr. Du Li looks at you as if you have come out, but now you volunteered to get rid of the son of Enshi in order to cling to Lord Duan... Tut tut..."

The words of the man in black made the shoulders of several people behind him shake slightly. Obviously, they were all laughing coldly.

"Hum... The competition for the jade dragon list is imminent. I Liu Yifeng have been in the mountain belt outside Zhenwu gate for five years. I missed the last time. This time, I must get the secret skill of Zhenwu gate, Jiuyang South Gate fire skill..."

The cold light in Liu Yifeng's eyes was fleeting, and his fierce killing intention shrouded several people in black.

Jiuyang South Gate fire skill?

Several people in black gradually frowned and put away their sneer.

If the reason is this set of skills, it is really worth betraying Shifu.

The so-called Jiuyang South Gate fire skill is a secret martial art of Zhenwu sect. It was originally created by the founder of Zhenwu sect thousands of years ago. Its power is unparalleled. It is a heaven level martial art called an unparalleled treasure.

However, not everyone can practice this skill. It can be practiced by several people in Zhenwu sect.

Moreover, people who practice are not only superficial.

The South Gate fire palm given by Hong Tianci is a kind of martial skill that his ancestors obtained by studying the South Gate fire skill of Jiuyang.

Although its power cannot be compared with the fire skill of the South Gate of Jiuyang, it is still a ground level intermediate martial skill, which is invaluable.

"Since we have the same enemy, we have made it clear..."

The man in Black said cautiously, "we have been ordered by old Hong. If we can't take the head of Nanmen maple back to pay tribute to the young master, we won't have to go back forever!"

"No matter what brother Liu's plan is, Nanmen Feng will die!"

The four men in black clenched their fists at the same time.

"Very good!"

Liu Yifeng nodded with satisfaction, and a cold light flashed in his eyes again. "You go to kill the robbers in the white bamboo forest according to the plan, and then ambush in the forest. I take Nanmen Feng and many disciples into the forest. When Nanmen Feng saw the hostages, five of us shot at the same time, and Nanmen Feng couldn't escape..."

Including ten Zhenwu disciples, no one will stay!

Liu Yifeng said again, "when everything is over, I will return with serious injuries. The master only knows that his baby dry son fell in the task, which has nothing to do with your Hong family, Lord Duan, and me Liu Yifeng..."

"Good... Good... Good trick

"That's it..."

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Half an hour later, Liu Yifeng returned to the camp.

When he returned to the camp, he had a keen sense of smell and noticed a lot of riot power left in the air.

This kind of spiritual power will only exist after the warrior fights.

In other words, there was a battle near the camp during his departure, and there were many exhibitors.

With doubts, Liu Yifeng came to the campfire.

I saw that the huge flat and open stone plate was full of ferocious knife marks and gullies. The branches of qingnanmen were cut off disorderly and neatly, as if they had experienced an abnormal storm.

Ten disciples were lying around the campfire, wailing and screaming.

Although there were no clear scars on their bodies, they were ragged and bloodstained, just like a poor beggar.

"What's going on? What happened?"

Liu Yifeng was startled and asked "where is Tang Rong?"

"Master Liu... Brother... I... Here..."

On and off, but if an inaudible sound came from the dark stone pile, Liu Yifeng hurried away.

I saw Tang Rong lying in the rubble pit like a dead dog. The stones on his body almost buried him. All his two mouths were cut off, revealing Sen Bai's bloody teeth. His whole body was torn open, like being beaten 10000 times by an iron whip.

The scar on Tang Rong's body is a knife wound?

"Hiss..."

Thinking of this, Liu Yifeng's eyes jumped in an instant.

"Tang Rong has the strength to accept the middle level of the spirit realm. Who can leave so many scars on him without hurting his life?"

"Tang Rong, what's going on?"

Tang Rong, who was bleeding and looked miserable, made Liu Yifeng retreat two steps disgustingly.

"It's Nanmen Feng, that bastard of Nanmen Feng is crazy..."

Tang Rong climbed out of the stone pit and told Nanmen Maple's atrocities in tears.

"Elder martial brother Liu, you have to decide for me and us... Wuwu..."

At the moment, Tang Rong realized what it was like to live rather than die.

The reason why he deliberately targeted Nanmen Feng was that he was jealous of Nanmen Feng Du's identity as an adopted son.

Mingming has little difference in age. Why is Nanmen Feng so lucky to have Du Li as an adoptive father?

Mingming's realm is not as good as him. Why has he been publicized by the disciples for a long time?

Mingming didn't enter the door as long as he did. Why was he assigned to help Nanmen Feng complete the task?

When Nanmen Maple was rejected and hated by the people, Tang Rong was almost happy. He deeply felt that the adoptive son of the elder was just like this.

But he didn't expect that he was jealous of a demon.

A black knife is invincible. None of them in the spirit realm can survive three moves under his hand.

Even if ten people fought together, they didn't hurt Nanmen maple. On the contrary, they were used as a tool to vent one by one. The disaster was unbearable.

The anger in Tang Rong's heart

That regret

I wish I had two big mouths!

"Unexpectedly... It was really Nanmen Maple..."

Liu Yifeng frowned and subconsciously glanced at the edge of the forest. The young man in black lying on the big stone like a arhat was more dignified and murderous in his eyes.

He just left the pass. Although he heard about the strength of Nanmen Maple from Duan Chongyang, he didn't care.

Even if the realm of Na Ling realm is small, how strong can it be?

Do you really have the qualification to fight against the higher level of Na spirit realm?

Joke!

But at this time, ten middle steps in the spirit realm lay here, and Liu Yifeng had to believe it if he didn't believe it.

"Hum!"

Liu Yifeng took back his eyes from Nanmen Feng and stared at Tang Rong with disgust. "His strength is poor. He also likes to chew his tongue and gossip. You should buy a lesson today!"

With that, Liu Yifeng walked away with his hands on his back.

Tang Rong is his younger brother and entourage. If he is beaten at ordinary times, Liu Yifeng may still fight, but at this time, Liu Yifeng has already arranged some, waiting for Nanmen maple to jump into the trap.

At this moment, he doesn't want to provoke Nanmen Feng.

What's more, Tang Rong is just a dog in his heart. Liu Yifeng doesn't care about his life or death.

"Senior brother Liu... Liu..."

Tang Rong saw Liu Yifeng leave and shouted angrily. After a few fruitless calls, he remembered that he had just been humiliated by the South Gate maple in the stone pile. He howled angrily.

The night's wailing gradually stopped and the sky became brighter.

Nanmen Feng's hand is very light. The injuries on these disciples will not cause injuries and excessive blood loss except pain.

In addition, the healing medicine in the sect and the powerful self-healing ability of those who accept the spirit realm, although they have recovered from their injuries in one night, they will not affect today's task.

Of course, Tang Rong is an exception.

He was the culprit who made Nanmen Feng angry. Naturally, Nanmen Feng gave him some preferential treatment.

Countless knife wounds and cracks on his body were like burning pain. Even painkillers and healing drugs were useless.

The pain made him roll in the stone pestle all night. He was just tired. When he was ready to go to bed, he found that it was already dawn.

At this time, the disciples shook their heads and packed their bags. They looked at the Nanmen Maple not far away, with endless timidity on their faces. They also looked at Tang Rong, who had climbed out of the stone pestle with great difficulty. Their faces showed the color of luck again.

Fortunately, nanmenfeng didn't kill his heart last night. Otherwise, they may have drunk Mengpo soup now.

All the people rode on the road, including Tang Rong. Everyone was honest, like a good child. They didn't even dare to look at the South Gate Maple behind them.

Obviously, they were beaten down.

Nanmen Maple still carries a black knife on his back and follows the back of the team.

Before long, a group of 12 people finally arrived at their destination.

White bamboo forest!

Behind the hills, there is a snow-white bamboo forest as deep as a basin. The flying catkins all over the sky are like heavy snow. The breeze blows the bamboo south gate, making the air with a faint smell of bamboo fragrance, which is quite a wonderful scenery.

"Elder martial brother Liu, aren't we here to save people? Why don't we go to see the employer first?"

On the hill, Nanmen Maple asked suspiciously.

When Nanmen Feng asked, the remaining ten disciples looked at Liu Yi's venture capital at the same time.

It is reasonable to say that the task they received on this trip is to save a family of three from the robbers in the white bamboo forest. To ensure the safety of the hostages, they must first meet with their employers, so as to obtain more information and battle plans

However, Liu Yifeng did not go to the nearby town, but directly came to the white bamboo forest where robbers were hidden.

What's going on?

If you go in so rashly, aren't you afraid that the robbers will tear up the tickets and kill the hostages?

Hearing the speech, Liu Yifeng's eyes sank, and his heart suddenly became empty. After all, he didn't care about the success or failure of the so-called task and the death or life of the hostages. He only cared about the head of Nanmen maple.

"Don't worry, younger martial brothers!"

Liu Yifeng pretended to be calm and said, "as far as I know, these people are not a climate quenching environment, and only three or five people are Na Ling environment. As long as we are careful, nothing will go wrong..."

"I see..."

Liu Yifeng's words shocked several people in an instant.

The worst one on my side is also the middle level of naringjing, as well as Liu Yifeng, the high-level of naringjing, and Nanmen maple, which can be called monster level.

With such combat power, there will be no accident.