God-slaughtering King

"Evil! How dare you call me by name!"

Duan Chongyang was furious, his arms trembled slightly, and said ruthlessly, "everyone sees your atrocities, and you can't argue!"

"I can't argue, but what about him?"

Nanmen Feng glanced disdainfully and turned his eyes to the side. Over there, Murong Qianqiu was walking down the stage with his arms on his back.

"Sure enough, it's the sect leader..."

The appearance of Murong Qianqiu immediately caused an uproar. Countless disciples' eyes were hot, as if they had seen their idols.

"See Lord Murong!"

Duan Chongyang hurried forward and saluted Murong Qianqiu respectfully.

"Hall leader Duan, this Nanmen Maple has a good talent. Let him continue to compete!"

Murong said faintly.

"However, he is extremely arrogant and despicable. He never pays attention to the elders of the sect. If you let him enter the inner door, you will be disgraced!"

Duan Chongyang said firmly, a pair of determination not to let Nanmen Maple participate in the test.

Don't pay attention to the elders of the sect?

Murong Qianqiu blinked his confused old eyes and immediately waved to Nanmen Feng, "boy... Come here."

"What can I do for you, Lord Murong?"

Nanmen Feng bowed and saluted with a sincere attitude.

Murong Qianqiu glanced at Duan Chongyang and said, "hall leader Duan, don't you think he's very polite?"

good form?

Duan Chongyang almost vomited blood. He quickly pointed to Nanmen Feng and said, "Lord Murong, he's pretending. Don't be fooled. In my opinion, in the heart of this little beast, he must be scolding you at the moment!"

Scold me?

Murong Qianqiu turned his head incredulously, "Nanmen Maple boy, are you scolding me?"

"No... no..."

Nanmen Maple shook his head with abnormal cooperation.

After being confirmed, Murong Qianqiu turned his eyes to Duan Chongyang again.

"Well, since Lord Murong wants to protect him, his subordinates have nothing to say!"

Duan Chongyang bit his teeth hard. Even if he was stupid, he could see that Murong Qianqiu's purpose of pretending to be crazy was to keep Nanmen Feng.

"It's sect leader Duan, you..."

Murong Qianqiu raised his head and said, "you can be regarded as an elder expert. If you can't get along with a younger boy again and again, it will only make people laugh!"

Murong means something for thousands of years.

Although he is a dragon without a tail, it doesn't mean he is a fool, let alone a blind man.

Murong Qianqiu knew all the big and small things that happened in Zhenwu gate. He just didn't intervene.

Duan Chongyang heard that he was speechless and glanced at Nanmen maple. He also saw hate and killing in Nanmen Maple's eyes.

Never die.

Duan Chongyang smiled bitterly in his heart. If he had known that Nanmen Maple was the soul of Tianjie martial arts six months ago, he would not deliberately target Nanmen maple and would take the initiative to show him good.

But at this time, gratitude and resentment have been settled, and it is too late to die.

Whether out of dignity or hatred, Duan Chongyang did not allow Nanmen maple to live.

Nanmenfeng's survival means that Duan Chongyang's time is running out.

"Well, quickly announce the results. The third test is the real ranking battle of the Yulong list. I can't wait to host it!"

Murong Qianqiu didn't pay attention to Duan Chongyang's killing intention, and said faintly.

"Yes!"

Duan Chongyang converged his eyes and stood on the platform again.

"The hall leader announced that the assessment of tongtiantai is over, and a total of 200 people have been successfully promoted..."

While Duan Chongyang announced the results, Huang Yuliang, who had awakened from his illusion, appeared behind Nanmen Maple again.

"I've been thinking about why my brother was killed by you when he had the strength of chemical weapons!"

Huang Yuliang said, "now, I understand!"

"Oh? What do you understand?"

Nanmen Feng smiled frivolously.

"You shameless despicable person, don't be complacent..."

"In the third final, I must let you realize the most terrible way to die in the world!"

Remembering that he had just fallen into an illusion, Huang Yuliang immediately wanted to crack, and his hatred for Nanmen Maple had reached a point where there was no attachment.

"You want to take revenge on me. When you should, it's just..."

Nanmen Feng smiled softly and said, "are you really sure?"

"I'm sure, you're just a peak of the spirit realm..."

Huang Yuliang said ferociously, "if you fight fairly, I can trample you to death within three moves!"

"Ha ha..."

Nanmen Feng smiled but didn't speak. He responded to Huang Yuliang with an idiot's eyes. Immediately, he was ready to leave here.

Suddenly, on the high platform, a young man beside Duan Chongyang attracted Nanmen Feng's eyes very strangely.

The young man was dressed in silver wisps of white, his posture was natural and unrestrained and gentle, and his mouth often had a gentle smile, which made people feel good involuntarily.

"Shen Linfeng, the eldest disciple under Du Li's name, is the strength of the middle rank in the chemical weapons realm!"

The pupil of Nanmen Maple shrank and stopped the pace of leaving.

"There are 410 participants this time, and he is the only one who has successfully reached the top..."

"He is also the first person who can reach the top in our ten years..."

Duan Chongyang announced excitedly, with a thick smile on his face. The person who reached the top was the disciple of his hall, which was a great honor for the hall leader.

"Climb to the top? Actually climb to the top?"

"As long as you get to the middle, you'll be enough to advance, but Shen Linfeng has reached the top?"

"That's awesome!"

Countless people took a breath and couldn't help opening their mouths.

Shen Linfeng is a famous genius in zhenwumenwai mountain. People know that he is extremely powerful, but unexpectedly, he has the powerful strength to climb to the top of the platform.

People don't know how difficult it is to reach the top of tongtiantai, but none of the three previous Yulong lists can reach the top.

Shen Linfeng was bathed in the envy and reverence of countless people. He always had a gentle smile on his mouth. He was neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor impetuous, so that people could not see through the ideas in his heart.

"Nanmenfeng, I admit you are very good, but compared with Childe Shen, you are a clown!"

Huang Yuliang took the opportunity to sneer, "no matter how strange your means are, the third assessment will be your burial place!"

After sneering, Huang Yuliang hurriedly approached the high platform and shouted cheers for Shen Linfeng.

He was Shen Linfeng's companion. Naturally, he needed to please his master.

The disciples were mobilized and shouted together to celebrate this rare genius.

The sound shook the sky and earth shaking.

"A clown?"

Nanmen Feng looked at Shen Linfeng on the high platform, his face looked like a smile, with a touch of surprise.

At this time, nothing happens but a book. Shen Linfeng suddenly turned his eyes.

He did not look at others, but stared straight at Nanmen maple.

However, his gentle smile changed and became extremely disdainful and ironic.

Then he stretched out his fist towards Nanmen Feng, raised his thumb, and then moved his thumb down.

This is a gesture of contempt and provocation!

Thousands of eyes looked at Nanmen Feng along Shen Linfeng's fist.

When people saw that the person provoked by Shen Linfeng was Nanmen maple, they burst out laughing like a wave.

"Hahaha... I heard that Nanmen Feng is a great genius, but he didn't even climb half of the platform. It's really a 'genius'..."

"It's shameless to have the face to compete with Childe Shen with things like Nanmen Maple!"

……

Countless people took advantage of Shen Linfeng's momentum to ridicule Nanmen maple.

Most of them don't know Nanmen Feng. The so-called ridicule is just to win Shen Linfeng's favor.

"What a nuisance!"

Nanmen Feng ignored the crazy ridicule around him, looked at Shen Linfeng's upright fist, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

Shen Linfeng asked with a smile.

"I laugh. You don't know the greatness of heaven and earth. I laugh. You don't know who you're provoking at the moment!"

Nanmen Maple's eyes were playful, with a touch of coldness.

"Ha ha... Really crazy!"

Shen Linfeng smiled politely. "I hope you can be so crazy in three days!"

Nanmen Feng hasn't answered yet, but many disciples near Nanmen Feng shout again.

"I just accept the peak of the spirit realm and dare to be arrogant in front of Childe Shen. Ha ha... I've never seen such a stupid person like you!"

"Childe shen wants to kill you. One little finger is enough!"

"I really don't know how to live or die. I'm shameless. Why don't you kowtow to Prince Shen and make amends?"

Facing the fierce abuse and ridicule of the crowd, Nanmen Maple faintly hooked his tongue and his eyes became as sharp as a sword.

Then he closed his eyes and turned away.

"Hahaha... Get out of here, trash!"

"Run away, or you will be disgraced in three days!"

……

Suddenly, Nanmen Maple stopped amid thousands of insults.

He stood quietly for a moment, and his calm body became very strange, which seemed to be the precursor of volcanic eruption.

Pee, pee

Boom

With the condensation of Nanmen Maple's eyes, a strong black wind rose out of thin air from Nanmen maple and swept thousands of disciples around with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

In the face of this hurricane, these disciples who were shouting were suddenly bent by the living wind.

Before they could react, the second hurricane was coming again.

The unique soul power of Tianjie martial spirit reappears, and there is endless soul power in the dark hurricane.

Wow

Just now, many disciples who were still laughing at Nanmen Feng happily suddenly groaned under the pressure, and fell down on their knees like beads falling on a jade plate.

Thousands of disciples knelt down together. The dense but neat scene was shocked to the extreme.

The powerful pressure made them unable to breathe. Even if they knelt down, they kept bending down and desperately wanted to throw themselves to the ground.

"Soul power, this is the soul power of Tianjie martial spirit!"

"Nanmen maple is the real soul of Tianjie martial arts!"

"No, it's impossible. How can it be?"

Quiet

Dead silence.

The soul power of the martial spirit of Tianjie was like a loud slap on the face of everyone.

They were just shouting at Nanmen maple, but at this time, they were like mole ants. They all knelt down behind Nanmen maple and couldn't even get up.

All the disciples kneeling on the ground were red and red, ashamed and angry, and wanted to find a hole to drill in.

"If I'm a waste, what about you?"

With the indifferent voice, Nanmen Maple stretched his eyebrows, restrained his soul power, and slowly turned around.

At this time, the South Gate maple, embracing the black knife, is extremely cold.

The powerful soul power dissipated, and many disciples sprawled on the ground and gasped violently.