God-slaughtering King

Qingyao blushed again and pouted reluctantly. "No matter how old I am, my generation is here. Whether you call or not, I'm your little aunt..."

With that, Qingyao picked up her arm with one hand and showed a playful smile of the winner on her face.

It seems that she is full of interest in this little nephew.

"Hum!"

The corner of Nanmen Maple's mouth smoked again and closed his eyes disdainfully.

It was getting late. After Qingyao yawned, she went to the attic to have a rest with a little fatigue.

The bloody wounds on Nanmen Feng's body caused by the attack of sound wave spirit blade were all wrapped up by Du Tian.

"Cough, well, you don't mind the previous things, do you?"

Du Tian smiled uneasily. According to the rules, Nanmen Maple can be regarded as his little master.

In the desert city, Du Tian prepared to attack Nanmen Maple three or four times. Now his identity appears, he is naturally afraid of being blamed.

Previous events?

Nanmen Feng moved his limbs slightly. He was very satisfied with Du Tian's bandaging technique. He smiled and said, "as the escort of the princess, you naturally need to be surprised by the wind. At that time, the conflict was all caused by misunderstanding. Why should I blame you?" "hey... Thank you, young master..."

Du Tian scratched his head and showed a funny smile. The ferocious scars on his face were more obvious. He said, "fortunately, I didn't beat him in the desert city. If I did, I'm afraid it would be great!"

Little Lord?

"Eh..."

This title made the hair of Fengwu stand tall in the south gate, and he hurriedly said, "don't use this title. Call me young master in the future, or just call my name directly!"

I can't say anything specifically, but the title of Shaozhu always makes Nanmen Maple feel a little tired and uncomfortable.

"Ha ha, young master has the final say!"

Du Tian bowed slightly with a smile, and a glimmer of light flashed in his seemingly confused eyes.

Du tianben is a strong man in the Lingwu realm. His little Lord represents not only loyalty, but also glory.

After all, who would be unhappy with such a powerful servant?

But when we arrived at Nanmen maple, we were disgusted by Nanmen Maple!

Du Tian thought to himself, "young master Nanmen, as the LORD said, is a complete loner! Far from those childe brothers who depend on others for everything..."

When Du Tian raised his eyes again, there was more admiration and admiration in his respectful eyes to Nanmen maple.

"Only the young master of Nanmen is qualified to be the young master of the palace!"

……

The sky was deep and the whole ground was white. Nanmenfeng left the attic and was ready to go back to Wuxiang Temple for a rest.

The wound in the mausoleum had not recovered. Today, he was seriously injured inside and outside. Nanmenfeng was extremely tired at this time.

Zhenwu gate is a ladder leading to the sky, leading to the oblique intersection of the side mountain.

"Ouch, isn't this Nanmen Feng, the great genius of my daily hall!"

Accompanied by frivolous and strange laughter, the three drunken people met Nanmen Maple by chance.

These three people dress up casually. They are the peak of spiritual cultivation in the spirit realm. The young man in black, whose skin color is slightly dark and his body is a little thin, but his spiritual cultivation has reached the bottleneck level of the spirit realm. Only one opportunity is to break through the chemical weapons realm.

"Well, you Huang Yucheng, the master who raised you for more than three years is on the verge of death, but you are still happy at the foot of the mountain. It's really shameless!"

Nanmen Feng angrily said that the thin young man in front of him was one of Du Li's own disciples.

Master?

"Bah..."

Huang Yucheng spits hard on the ground and laughs disdainfully, "is he qualified to be Huang Yucheng's master just because he is dying? Ha ha..."

"What are you talking about?"

Nanmen Maple was cold all over, and the nameless black knife faintly wanted to get out of the scabbard.

"Hum? Still unconvinced?"

Huang Yucheng glanced disdainfully again. "Over the years, he only taught us the so-called oral knowledge. He never won any welfare for us in the sect, nor did he preach meritorious deeds to us!"

"We had a conflict with other elders and disciples, and he never stood up for us..."

"Is he even qualified to be called a master?"

Huang Yucheng sneered at him and made the two young people behind him laugh again and again.

"Ha ha... Animals still know the word kindness, but you are not even as good as animals!"

Nanmen Feng was very angry and smiled back. "Elder Du has never been less than you for the welfare treatment stipulated by the sect. You have a conflict with others. It was originally caused by yourself, which has nothing to do with elder Du, but you take elder Du as a shield and try to let him carry the pot for you!"

"As for passing on merit..."

Nanmen Maple stared at Huang Yucheng "you really have the face to say such words. It's really shameless..."

"Hehe, elder Du really accepted a loyal dog. Otherwise, how can you help him everywhere?"

Huang Yucheng took endless ridicule on his face and did not take the angry scolding of Nanmen maple to heart.

"South Gate maple, many people in the sect are preaching that you are the owner of Tianjie martial spirit. Is this true?"

At this time, a young man behind Huang Yucheng also opened his mouth.

"With him, return the martial spirit of heaven level?

"Don't laugh!"

Huang Yucheng proudly raised his head, looked obliquely at Maple in the south gate and sneered, "it's just a bastard who supports people's power. Relying on Du Li's elder identity, he defeated several waste people in the door. Look, you're surprised one by one..."

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Huang Yucheng's voice just fell. He saw a flash of black light in front of him. With crisp applause, several bright red palm prints appeared on Huang Yucheng's originally thin face.

"Ah... Asshole, how dare you beat me!"

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Huang Yucheng wanted to crack the defect, and immediately mentioned the spiritual power of the peak of the spirit realm.

Compared with pain, the desecration of dignity makes Huang Yucheng angry.

"This is the end of your smelly mouth!"

The maple in the South Gate snorted coldly, and his killing intention was awe inspiring. If he hadn't been in poor health at the moment, he would have cut the ungrateful Huang Yucheng to death with a random knife.

"It's just a high-level naringjing. If you want to die, Grandpa will send you to the king of hell now!"

Huang Yucheng's whole fist was filled with magnificent spiritual power, and he smashed into Nanmen Maple's face with endless anger.

"Stop!"

Huang Yucheng just made a move, and several powerful voices rang out. Then, law enforcement disciples in black gathered from all directions.

"Damn bastard!"

Huang Yucheng gritted his teeth and closed his hand. He was extremely unwilling.

Although this is the hillside of Zhenwu sect, it is also in the charge of the sect. If you fight privately here, you will be expelled from the sect.

"Nanmen Feng, you are lucky today. In the Yulong list half a month later, your grandpa Huang, I will take your dog's life..."

After the angry drink, Huang Yucheng quickly put away his angry spiritual power and walked towards several law enforcers who came face to face, explaining with them what had just happened.

Just when Huang Yucheng left, the nameless knife that had been half scabbard in Nanmen Maple's hand quietly returned to the scabbard. If there were no law enforcers, Huang Yucheng had turned into a dead body at the moment.

Is Nanmen Maple lucky?

Or is Huang Yucheng lucky?

"Yulong list, very good!"

Nanmen Maple looked obliquely at Huang Yucheng's back, with endless cold in his eyes.

"If I let you ungrateful scum enter the inner door, I'll kill myself!"

There are nine disciples under Du Li's name. In addition to Chen Mo and mu ningshuang, there are three still in Zhenwu gate.

Huang Yucheng was only one of the three, and the remaining two became the goal of Nanmen Maple at this moment.

……

The next day, noon.

Before Nanmen Feng had time to eat, he entered Zhenwu gate again.

Today's Zhenwu gate is very different from yesterday. It is no longer uninhabited. Young people and young disciples everywhere talk about it one after another.

What they are talking about is the 1000 disciples who will participate in the Yulong list in half a month.

There are 60000 disciples in the left, right and outer mountains of Zhenwu sect.

But only a mere 1000 can represent the sub hall to participate in the Yulong list.

And these 1000 people are the real elite disciples.

Outside Du Li's attic, a line of four people were waiting for Nanmen maple. In addition to Huang Yucheng and a young man in blue last night.

Although the young man is somewhat similar to Huang Yucheng, his appearance is much more upright than Huang Yucheng. He can be regarded as a gentle childe.

He is Huang Yuliang, Huang Yucheng's eldest brother, and one of Du Li's three disciples.

"Brother Nanmen, can you talk about it?"

Huang Yuliang took the initiative to meet Nanmen Maple with Huang Yucheng, who was full of resentment.

"I don't think I have anything to talk about with you!"

The South Gate Maple's indifferent way, his eyes are still as cold as ice.

"Elder brother, I told you long ago that this bastard is arrogant and dying. Why are you wordy with him?"

Huang Yucheng said angrily.

When he remembered the slap he had suffered last night, he couldn't help getting angry. He wanted to kill Nanmen Maple at this time.

"Yucheng, shut up!"

Huang Yuliang frowned and stopped. Then he threw a slightly apologetic look at Nanmen Feng and said, "Nanmen brother, forgive me. My brother failed to break through the chemical weapons realm a few days ago, so he has been in a bad mood. I bothered Nanmen brother last night. I'll apologize to you on his behalf!"

Apologize?

Nanmen Feng sneered at Huang Yuliang and didn't see an apology in his eyes.

According to Nanmen Feng, this pair of brothers are birds of a feather. If they come here today, there will be no good.

Huang Yuliang, who rarely bowed his head to others, took the initiative to lower his head to Nanmen maple, but what he saw in Nanmen Maple's eyes was ridicule.

"Do you really think you are a character if you give shameless things to your face?"

Huang Yuliang twitched at the corners of his mouth, and a strong sense of killing rose in the depths of his eyes.

"Nanmen maple, this year's Yulong list has been released, and you are the last and only high-level in naringjing!"

Huang Yuliang stopped and said coldly, "the elite disciples on the jade dragon list don't care whether you are a heavenly level martial soul. Even if you are a heavenly level martial soul, your cultivation is still too poor. Countless people regard you as a stepping stone and want to step on your head to show themselves..."

"Ha ha..."

A strange smile rose on Nanmen Feng's face, "so?"

"Therefore, for the sake of being in the same school with you, I will make an exception to accept you as a subordinate. As long as you are willing to match my young master in the future, I will keep you safe on the jade dragon list without worrying about your life!"

"What if I refuse?"