God-slaughtering King

"Poof!" The blood dyed the green clothes red. Nanmen Maple was not afraid but happy. This palm is so strong! The doubt in my heart seems to be clearer, only a little less.

"Come again!"

The sword hangs down the star river! The strongest blow of Nanmen maple, leisurely cut out.

The cold light brought by Xuanyuan sword choked the crowd, "is this the strength of the seventh floor of the spirit realm?"

Mu Pengcheng looked at the sword of Nanmen maple in disbelief and murmured, "he has become stronger again!" it has been less than ten days since climbing the ladder. At first, Mu Pengcheng asked himself that he couldn't compete with Nanmen Feng. Now he's afraid he can't even catch a sword.

Sheng Wang in the corridor, his eyes brightened and his expression rarely fluctuated, "he has made great progress! Su Siyuan is no longer his opponent."

Xu Yao's eyes became more gloomy. The more eye-catching nanmenfeng was, the more embarrassed he was. At the beginning, it was he who almost drove Nanmen Feng out of the University. At the time of selection, he eliminated the qualification of Nanmen Feng to pass the customs directly.

Rain binglan looked a little moved. "If he had appeared two years earlier, maybe the battle of spirit list would not be so lonely. No, maybe it would only take a year." but she couldn't wait.

A faint wave of Zhenyuan appeared in the palm of yubinglan's hand, which was a unique symbol of the true martial arts. The vitality condensed into Zhenyuan, and the destructive power changed dramatically.

The strong fluctuation made Nanmen Maple palpitation, but he was secretly happy. "Are you finally willing to show some strength?" he was satisfied to force yubinglan to this point.

The dragon's soul is an external force, but Nanmen Maple didn't make it out. In this war, we only seek to solve doubts, not to win. Of course, he has no chance of winning.

Boom!

The bully Zhenyuan made a loud noise. Nanmen Feng felt a huge force coming, and his body involuntarily flew up and went towards the bottom of the challenge arena. Still in the air, fresh blood can't help gushing out.

"Happy!" Nanmen Feng shouted. It turned out that this is the power of Zhenyuan. This is the secret of yubinglan's power. This battle is worth it!

"He won't be beaten silly!" the crowd whispered. He had never seen anyone beat him up and was so happy. "Is it masochism?"

Mu Pengcheng looked embarrassed and pushed towards the landing direction of Nanmen maple, catching it when it landed. "I didn't expect you to have this hobby, but the other party is the first beauty of Ziyun University. It's worth it."

Nanmen Feng was stunned and immediately understood what Mu Pengcheng said. He glared at him and said, "don't let me down yet." it felt like being held in his arms by a strong man in public

"It seems that someone is rare." Mu Pengcheng disdained to say. At the same time, he loosened his hands. Nanmen Maple suddenly fell to the ground, "you..."

"I asked you to put me down, not to throw me away!" Nanmen Feng shouted angrily. Yu binglan's palm hurt him a lot. At the moment, he didn't have any strength all over his body.

Mu Pengcheng smiled and then winked, "are the bones patted by the beauty's two palms crisp?"

Nanmen Feng stared at Mu Pengcheng helplessly and chose to ignore him wisely. Why didn't he find that he was a big mouth? I can only lament that I have met a lady!

The rain ice haze that no one continues to challenge has gone away, and the ranking war of lingbang is over. Because Nanmen Feng missed the previous game, he only fought with yubinglan, who ranked first, and ended in defeat, so he still ranked 50th.

Nanmen Feng doesn't care about ranking. He cares about rewards. Who makes him "bring his family" in urgent need of Yuanshi.

At this time, the white robed old man got up to announce the end. The reward will be distributed ten days later. First, arrange the residence of the new disciples.

Ziyun University covers a very wide area, and the new disciples are arranged in the east corner. When Mu Pengcheng, Yuan Fei and nanmenfeng came to their residence, they were stunned.

"Is this our future residence?" muttered Mu Pengcheng.

Yuan Fei nodded and said, "it should be!"

No wonder they couldn't believe it. In front of them, there were thatched houses scattered in an open space. They were very simple and had no function of shielding the wind and rain.

Nanmenfeng worried that it would take only a gust of wind to lift all these huts.

"Why don't we go back to your master?" Mu Pengcheng looked forward to Yuan Fei.

Yuan Fei said, "if you want to go, I won't go."

Nanmen Feng said calmly, "if you come, you will be at ease. The University's intention of arranging freedom is like this. Besides, don't everyone live here?"

In fact, for martial artists, the quality of their residence has no real meaning. Sleeping in the open is just an ordinary thing. They chose three huts not far away, and the three lived in this way.

On this day, as soon as Nanmen Feng finished his work, he heard someone outside asking, "younger martial brother Nanmen, are you there?"

Nanmen Feng immediately got up and went out. He saw a middle-aged man waiting outside. He was about 40 years old and his soft eyes were looking at Nanmen Feng.

"I am. What can I do for you, senior brother?"

The middle-aged man said, "my name is Luan Feiyu. Just call me elder martial brother Luan. The reward for entering the spirit list hasn't been distributed yet. I'll take you to get it."

Nanmen Feng suddenly said, "thank you, elder martial brother Luan."

Luan Feiyu waved his hand and said, "it's my duty. If it's convenient for you now, come with me!"

"Good!" Nanmen Feng couldn't wait and immediately followed Luan Feiyu.

In Ziyun University, when disciples enter the spirit list for the first time, they will have a special reward, including a secret script, a spirit tool and a top-grade yuan stone. If you can enter the spiritual list as a freshman, Congratulations, you can get double rewards.

There are skill scripts and martial arts scripts. Nanmen Feng doesn't need them, but mu Pengcheng lacks a gun script. When he agreed to give him half of the reward, Nanmen Feng decided to choose a shooting script for him.

Spirit weapon, the South Gate Maple has Xuanyuan sword, which is naturally no longer needed; Mu Pengcheng has a bloody gun. He doesn't need it either. But if you don't take the reward, you can't give it up! Changing Yuan Stone is also a good choice!

Top grade Yuanshi, Nanmen Maple has never seen it. From the other three Yuanshi, nanmenfeng can probably infer the division of Yuanshi in Kyushu.

Although the middle grade Yuan Stone is worth 100 lower grade Yuan Stone, it does not mean that its yuan force is 100 times that of the lower grade yuan stone. Nanmen Maple roughly estimates that it is 40 or 50 times, but the yuan force is more pure and conducive to the absorption of martial artists.

This is why, at the beginning, Nanmen Maple could spend so many top-grade yuan stones. It must be similar to the top-grade yuan stones.

The South Gate fengna Yuan Stone is used to fill the vitality in the God killing tower. It does not require high purity. The more yuan force, the better. "It seems that we should find a chance to replace them all with inferior yuan stones."

With this bottomless hole that devours vitality, Nanmen Maple has to make careful calculations to maximize its interests.

"Elder martial brother Luan, I have something to ask for advice." Feng Gong, the south gate, said.

Luan Feiyu smiled faintly and said, "you don't need to be polite. As long as I know, I won't hide anything." it's not ordinary people to break through the real world in the future. What's more, Luan Feiyu was impressed when Nanmen Maple entered the spirit list with the strength of the seventh floor of the spirit world.

Although he is a martial artist in the real world, the qualification of Nanmen Feng to enter the real world is sooner or later. It's always good to have a good relationship.

Nanmen Feng said, "I don't need a spirit tool. Can I exchange it for other rewards, such as... Yuan Stone?"

Luan Feiyu was immediately stunned and said, "you are new to Ziyun University. There are some things you don't know. It's a rare opportunity to enter the arsenal to select spiritual weapons. Where spiritual weapons are not Street goods. If you have a good chance, you can encounter the existence of real weapons."

"Comparable to real weapons?" although Nanmen Feng doesn't know what grade Xuanyuan sword is, according to the look of the tower God, it must be a very great existence. It doesn't need to be said that real weapons can't even compare with King weapons.

Is it useful for him to choose a psionic weapon?

Mu Pengcheng's blood ghost gun is probably not simple, at least it can't be compared with spirit tools.

"If I take it out, can I sell it to others?" Nanmen Feng was a little reluctant.

Luan Feiyu shook his head helplessly and asked, "are you so short of Yuan Stone?"

"Very short!" Nanmen Feng nodded with a bitter smile. Anyone who still has such a bottomless hole as the God killing tower will lack yuan stone. You can't let him suck the blood essence of the warrior in full view of the public with the God killing Tower!

Absorb the vitality of heaven and earth. He hasn't tried. He doesn't dare! In the absence of absolute safety, he did not dare to take risks, or he would make a big mistake.

"It's not impossible, but the value will be discounted in that way." Luan Feiyu said thoughtfully.

As soon as Nanmen Feng's eyes lit up, it's good to have a way, "I don't know what elder martial brother Luan has to do?"

Luan Feiyu said, "you can sell your qualification to enter the arsenal, which will be more cost-effective than you choose to sell spirit tools."

"Can it still be like this?" Nanmen Feng was overjoyed when he heard the speech. He could choose two secret scripts and two spirit tools. In addition to Mu Pengcheng's one secret script, that is to say, he could sell three qualifications.

It should be a lot of wealth! The maple eyes in the South Gate glowed, and all the yuan stones flashed in front of him.

Nanmen Feng said, "elder martial brother Luan, there's no need to go. I'm going to sell them all."

"What? Sell them all." Luan Feiyu said loudly, "are you crazy? The spirit tool is an external force. Don't mention it. But the skills are different. A good skill can bring you endless benefits."

"You're ruining your future!" Luan Feiyu looked like he hated iron and didn't make steel.

"Elder martial brother Luan misunderstood. I have inherited the skills and secret scripts from my family, so there is no need to change them." Fengshan smiled at Nanmen, but he was still warm-hearted.

"You are the one who has the final say." Luan Fei Fei had a hard look at the South Gate maple. "In this case, the Arsenal and the Sutra can not go away."

Then he took out a jade box from his arms and handed it to Nanmen Feng, "here are two top-grade yuan stones. After you sell your qualification, bring someone to find me, and I will arrange them to enter."

Take the jade box and put it into the storage bag. Luan Feiyu glanced at Nanmen Feng unexpectedly and said, "don't you open it?"

"No, I can trust elder martial brother Luan." Nanmen Feng said with a smile, "it's nothing. I'll leave now."

"Wait!" Luan Feiyu drank Nanmen Feng, who was about to turn and leave, and said faintly, "I'll take you to see someone."

"See someone? Who wants to see me?" the person who can instruct Luan Feiyu to lead the way must be extraordinary. Nanmenfeng really can't think of who it will be.

Luan Feiyu said, "you'll know when you go."