God-slaughtering King

However, Huang Yuliang made a mistake.

Heavy Jun Dao, broken!

The dark spirit power rose into the air like a fog. The maple in the south gate cut down with a knife. The hot knife made the air burn.

Huang Yuliang's smile stopped suddenly. He felt the breath of death from the knife of Nanmen maple.

In fear, Huang Yuliang quickly raised his sword to resist.

Bang

The overbearing knife fell and burst out like a bomb.

"Ho..."

Huang Yuliang raised his eyes and snorted. The bluestone under his feet and even the whole challenge arena exploded in an instant.

Boom... Boom

In an instant, dust and smoke rose, and the tall challenge arena made of bluestone turned into pieces of gravel and flew away.

"This... Is a green mountain stone comparable to steel..."

Thirty hall leaders suddenly got up, and thousands of Wang Wanming disciples suddenly opened their eyes with shock and fear.

Just a knife, so terrible!

Not yet.

"Huang Yuliang, I want you to die!"

Nanmen Maple was completely angry, and the unknown black knife burst out endless black inflammation again.

Jinghong, broken!

Qishang, rhythm!

Senluo Wanren.

Hoo Hoo

The black Sabre struck and struck Huang Yuliang like a falling rain.

Pooh, Pooh

Just now, he was still manly and energetic. Suddenly, his skirt burst and his whole body was covered with bleeding wounds.

"This..."

Feeling a strong fear of death, Huang Yuliang was completely flustered.

He calculated everything, but he forgot to calculate one thing.

That is the strength of Nanmen maple.

"Sect leader Duan, help me, I don't want to die!"

Huang Yuliang shouted to Duan Chongyang for help.

Duan Chongyang had already been stunned by Nanmen maple. He also didn't expect that the angry Nanmen Maple had such terrible strength.

Just trying to save Huang Yuliang, he found that the South Gate maple, like an evil beast in hell, appeared again in the mid air filled with black fog behind Huang Yuliang.

"Be careful..."

Duan Chongyang screamed in horror, but before he finished, the black beast had exposed its fangs.

Nose, Shura.

Yiyi... Shua

The figure of Nanmen Maple completely disappeared. With the appearance of black thin thread like a spider's web in the void, Huang Yuliang's face was permanently fixed on the fear of death.

Dong

Nanmen Feng took back his knife and stood in front of a challenge arena ruins. Huang Yuliang behind him turned into a pile of broken meat.

Quiet

Dead silence

Even the contestants who were dueling in the other nine challenge arenas stopped fighting and breathing at this moment, staring at Nanmen Maple with dull eyes.

What's more shocking is that Duan Chongyang, including 30, is the hall leader.

They are all the strong men in Lingwu realm. They know the difference between the peak of Na Lingwu realm and the chemical weapons realm.

But... Huang Yuliang, who is Xiaocheng in the chemical weapons realm, has no room for resistance in the hands of Nanmen Feng.

Nanmen maple is powerful, suffocating and frightening.

The huge square was so quiet for a while, and with fan Qianling's cough, many people woke up like a dream.

"Nanmen Feng, this was originally Huang Yuliang's battle. It's a big crime for you to play on your own, but you killed Huang Yuliang!"

Duan Chongyang's eyes converged into a line and angrily said, "as the leader of the daily hall, I'm going to clean up the door for the sect today!"

The stronger Nanmen maple is, the heavier Duan Chongyang's killing heart will be. Otherwise, once Nanmen maple is strong to a certain extent, he will be a plaything in Nanmen Maple's hands.

Therefore, Nanmen Maple must die.

With endless killing intention, Duan Chongyang raised his palm again and was about to kill Nanmen maple.

Feng Leng's eyes in the south gate were right. He slowly pointed the unknown black knife at Duan Chongyang. The killing intention that had just converged also surged out again.

"This guy is going to fight the hall leader of Lingwu realm..."

"Madman, this madman..."

"Ah... How can there be such people in the world!"

The onlookers wanted to ridicule Nanmen Feng's stupidity, but they couldn't scold, because the strength and boldness of Nanmen Feng just showed have deeply hit them.

"Wait a minute!"

Murong Qianqiu appeared between Nanmen maple and Duan Chongyang with a light wind.

Murong Qianqiu looked at the people on both sides, and the old eyes suddenly showed a strong color of helplessness.

"Murong sect leader, although Nanmen Feng is a gifted person, you have seen his absurd behavior. Do you want to turn a blind eye to the religious rules?"

Duan Chongyang said proudly and coldly. With a grand reason, he was not afraid of anyone, including the sect leader.

"Duan Chongyang, don't forget your identity!"

Murong Qianqiu suddenly frowned, and a dull momentum burst out.

Although he rarely manages the affairs of the sect, he is still the head of the sect. Duan Chongyang's words make his face a little uncomfortable.

"I dare not forget!"

Duan Chongyang bent slightly, but his face was still indifferent.

Obviously, he has already eaten the weight and iron heart. Nanmen Maple will not die. He will never stop.

Murong Qianqiu looked at Nanmen Maple helplessly, and his old eyebrows wrinkled deeply. Although he knew that Nanmen Maple violated religious rules, it was all because of Duan Chongyang's plot.

However, religious rules are religious rules, which are higher than everything in the religious door. No one can disobey them.

"South Gate maple is good at climbing the challenge arena, which is against the religious rules, but according to the rules, he can only drive out of the religious door at most!"

Murong Qianqiu said coldly, "sect leader Duan, you want to kill him. Is it too much?"

"Yes?"

Duan Chongyang sneered, "Murong sect leader, have a good look. How many disciples are watching today? Do you want to sweep the floor of the sect because of a South Gate Maple?"

"Please Murong sect leader to bring down the South Gate Maple!"

"Nanmenfeng, damn it, it's a capital crime to make a big noise in the challenge arena!"

"If you don't commit a crime, I'm afraid it's difficult to convince the public!"

At this time, Duan Chongyang's disciples, who had long been arranged, made a loud noise in the crowd.

And through their incitement, countless people raised their fists.

"Kill Nanmen maple, kill Nanmen Maple!"

Thousands of kings and thousands of people shouted together. The voice was like an empty valley and thunder, straight into the sky.

"Very good, Duan Chongyang. It turns out that you are the master of my outer mountain!"

In the face of this scene, Murong Qianqiu's old eyebrow twitched. Naturally, he knew that this was the ghost of Duan Chongyang.

He glared at Duan Chongyang, then brushed his sleeves and left angrily.

When things got to this point, as the sect leader, he couldn't cope with it.

Duan Chongyang looked at Murong Qianqiu's back and smiled coldly. In order to get rid of Nanmen maple, he had already prepared to offend the sect leader.

And this scene, he had long expected.

Then Duan Chongyang turned again and faced Nanmen Feng. Finally, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Du Li is not in the door now, and the door master can't control you. Today, you will die!"

For countless days and nights, Nanmen Maple was a sharp sword on Duan Chongyang's head, making him tasteless and unable to sleep at night.

And today will be the day when he can see the clouds open.

"As a hall leader and a strong man in the Lingwu realm, I think about my life day and night. Can this be my honor..."

Nanmen Maple smiled faintly.

"Yes, it's really your honor!"

Duan Chongyang sneered and raised his palm again.

"But I don't want to die!"

Nanmen Feng said solemnly, and then his signature strange smile rose again on his face.

This smile is like a mockery, like a joke, and like a winning ticket.

With the strange smile of Nanmen maple, a black moon the size of a millstone took off slowly from the back of Nanmen Maple's head.

The strange black moon rose at the beginning, which seemed to infect the high sun. The light around suddenly darkened, making countless eyes move towards the black moon.

suddenly

Wow.

The round black moon suddenly changed into a dark long sword, and then with a whoosh, it changed into a long knife again.

Whoosh

All kinds of weapons, even all kinds of wild animals.

"Poof... Hahaha... What the hell is this guy doing? Is he crazy?"

The strange change of the black moon made countless disciples burst into laughter. Even Duan Chongyang, who was just about to kill Nanmen Feng, couldn't help laughing at the moment.

"Hehe... Nanmen Maple boy, is it difficult to do acrobatics in your hometown?"

Duan Chongyang said with a funny smile.

"Hahaha..."

Nanmen Feng also smiled and smiled very happily.

"Idiot..."

Duan Chongyang shook his head. He thought that Nanmen Maple's abnormal state at this time was because the time of death was coming. Soon, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the strong man in Lingwu territory slapped Nanmen Maple's head with all his strength.

Countless people held their breath at this moment and wanted to witness the fall of this monster's genius.

But right now.

Shua

A dark figure came from behind Duan Chongyang. It was very fast, like lightning.

He is Murong Qianqiu who has given up protecting Nanmen maple.

At this time, Murong Qianqiu's face was very strange, shocked, frightened, and more excited.

This is the excitement of seeing a rare treasure!

Boom

When Duan Chongyang's palm wind blew the hair of Nanmen maple, Murong Qianqiu suddenly grabbed Nanmen Maple with one hand, while the other hand instantly condensed a powerful spiritual shield.

All actions are completed between electro-optic flint and are almost to the extreme.

Including Nanmen Feng himself, it is also difficult to see Murong Qianqiu's actions.

"Bang..."

A strong slap hit Murong Qianqiu's spiritual power cover. With a harsh sound, a strong impact burst out.

Under this impact, no matter in the spirit realm or the chemical weapons realm, all the people within ten feet of the three people were lifted out.

Even Nanmen maple, who was held behind by Murong Qianqiu, was unable to breathe by the strong wind. He had to hold Murong Qianqiu's arm tightly to avoid being blown out.

Bang

The spirit power shield sent out great power again. Duan Chongyang couldn't resist even if he had the strong strength of the spirit power realm. With a stuffy hum, he fell back.

"Lord Murong, do you really want to risk the universal condemnation?"

Duan Chongyang was shocked back more than a dozen steps. He immediately clenched his old fist and looked flawed.

Murong Qianqiu didn't respond to Duan Chongyang's question, but quickly restrained his spiritual power, turned around and held Nanmen Maple's arms tightly with a pair of thin old hands.

"Son, come on... Tell me, how did you do it?"

Murong Qianqiu's eyes were wide open. His whole body and his voice trembled because of extreme excitement.

"Master, what do you mean?"