God-slaughtering King

"This guy is miserable. Don't he know that elder martial brother Han Dong is the most trusted person of old Zhu. In the factotum, it can be said that he is a local overlord. Those who dare to disobey him will come to no good end."

Han Dong's face sank slightly and his eyes twinkled. He didn't expect Nanmen Feng to dare to challenge him in public. He had incomparable anger but fear in his heart.

It was just now that he was punched out of the stone house by Nanmen Feng, leaving a shadow.

"Hum! A waste, you are not qualified to be challenged by Nanmen Maple!"

With that, Nanmen Feng stopped looking at Han Dong and turned away.

He wanted to go to the refining Hall of forgetful valley. He thought that only by going to the refining hall could he regain everything that should belong to him.

"Damn, I was scared by his look!"

When Nanmen Feng was more than ten feet away, Han Dong recovered from his shock and remembered his indifferent eyes before Nanmen Feng left. He was frightened in his heart, but now he was mixed with shame and anger.

In front of many disciples of the factotum, he didn't even have the courage to fight. When it came out, it couldn't be laughed at by the whole Yanyue clan.

"Nanmen Feng, your challenge is taken over by Han Dong. Take my palm!"

For a moment, Han Dong rushed to Nanmen Maple like a strong wind, flashed over a distance of more than ten feet in the blink of an eye, and patted the back of Nanmen Maple like wind and electricity.

"It's senior brother Han Dong's Xuan level intermediate martial arts: running thunder palm!"

"Look, the thunder palm is half a foot long. I'm afraid it's about to reach the state of great accomplishment."

"Elder martial brother Han Dong, with all his strength, the South Gate Maple will be defeated."

"Don't forget, he has a mysterious spirit pet."

All the people looked at this scene with a sneer on their faces. None of them was optimistic about Nanmen maple.

However, the next scene made everyone's expression stiff, as if they saw a picture that they couldn't believe.

Seeing that Han Dong's thunder palm was less than half a meter away from the heart behind the maple in the south gate, I saw a shadow of the staff sweeping through.

Bang!

The lightning flashed everywhere, followed Han Dong's body and flew backwards. He forcibly stabilized his body, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out. There was a clear blood stick mark on his shoulder armor.

"Elder martial brother Han Dong can compete with the three strong players of congenital virtual pill with one palm, but he lost with one move!"

"The South Gate Maple doesn't seem to use martial arts. A simple stick has such power."

"Does he really become the first in the trial with his own strength..."

Many people have guesses in their hearts, and there is horror and fear in the eyes of Nanmen maple.

Even Han Dong, the second senior brother of Xiantian Xudan, is not his opponent. Those who have not entered the realm of congenital do not even have the qualification to fight Nanmen Feng.

Feeling the sight of Nanmen maple, everyone dared not.

After Nanmen Feng left, someone reacted and hurried to the penalty hall.

After leaving the factotum, Nanmen Feng went straight to the refining Hall of forgetful valley.

He thought clearly that only by passing the examination of the refining hall and becoming a refining master in the refining hall can he be exempted from the fact that he injured Han Dong.

After all, he is still an ordinary disciple of the factotum. According to the door rules, he is likely to be severely punished by the penalty hall and even expelled from the sect.

As for punishment, Nanmen Feng didn't care too much. What he cared about was that once he was expelled from zongmen, it would be difficult to enter Yanyue lake.

In his plan, entering Yanyue pool is a very important step, which is related to whether he can break through the congenital realm as soon as possible.

What's more, this opportunity to enter Yanyue pool belongs to him!

"Like the alchemy Hall of Dan Ding peak, the alchemy Hall of forgetful Valley is not under the control of the penalty hall."

As he sped along, the maple in the South Gate came to a valley mouth. Next to the valley mouth, there was an ancient stone tablet engraved with the words "forget worry Valley".

Somehow, when Nanmen Feng saw these three words, he felt a sense of sadness.

"It's clearly a place to forget your worries. How can I be happy without troubles? Why do I feel a trace of sadness?"

Nanmen Feng shook his head slightly and stepped in without much thought.

Forget worry Valley is not big, but the scenery is extremely beautiful. Flowers and birds talk like a paradise. Moreover, the yuan force here is rich, and it's refreshing to take a sip.

"It deserves to be the valley of forgetting worries."

The South Gate Maple lost its voice.

"Younger martial brother, this is your first time to forget sorrow valley."

Just when Nanmen Maple was distracted, a young man came forward with a smile and looked at Nanmen Maple as if he were a baby.

"Well, nanmenfeng has seen elder martial brother."

Nanmen Feng slightly hugged his fist and opened his mouth. He was stared at by the young man and felt hairy in his heart.

"My name is fan Kun. I'm a four-star tool refiner in the tool refining hall."

When he mentioned that he was a four-star tool refiner, the young man showed a proud expression.

"Good, good."

Nanmen Feng looked at the four-star weapon refiner named "chuansleepy" in surprise and nodded approvingly for the other party's dark panda eyes.

After hearing the praise, fan Kun suddenly came to his senses. After glancing around, he said mysteriously, "younger martial brother Nanmen, are you here to refine weapons? To be honest, I have the highest success rate in refining four-star magic soldiers in the weapon refining hall."

Nanmen Feng raised his eyebrows and nodded when he thought he would participate in the examination of the refining hall.

Seeing Nanmen Feng nodding, fan Kun was more energetic. "Elder martial brother doesn't deceive you. As long as you take out a thousand yuan stone, elder martial brother promises to give you a four-star magic weapon in three days!"

"This guy is clearly bullying me. I'm a newcomer! A thousand yuan stone can buy hundreds of four-star magic soldiers."

The Maple Road in the South Gate gave a sound.

"Or five hundred!"

Seeing that Nanmen Feng hesitated, fan Kun bit and said.

Nanmen Feng still didn't say a word, but quietly watched this guy perform hard in front of him.

"Three hundred, the minimum three hundred yuan stone can't be less!"

Fan Kun has a painful expression. Nanmen Feng feels that Oscar owes him a little golden man. It's a pity not to be the film emperor of blue star.

"Elder martial brother, I think..."

However, before Nanmen Feng finished speaking, fan Kun suddenly clenched his teeth, "a hundred, a hundred yuan stone is always OK!"

Nanmen Feng was speechless. In the blink of an eye, this guy directly dropped from 1000 yuan to 100 yuan. Even he had to look at each other more.

"Younger martial brother, you can come to me if you want to refine the four-star magic weapon. I only need 30 yuan stones."

At this time, a cool voice came, followed by a young woman in a black robe. The woman's body was graceful and enchanting against the background of the black robe. There was a layer of black gauze in the black robe, which covered the snow-white and intriguing.

"Elder martial sister Yin LAN!"

Seeing the visitor, fan Kun's face suddenly looked ugly. He knew that he was dead in front of a six-star weapon refiner.

Nanmen Feng took a look at the visitor. The woman's face was white, and her exquisite face was no less than duanmuqing. It was a little colder against the background of a tight black robe.

Duanmuqing is like a lotus in bud, so the woman in front of her is a black rose, releasing the temptation with thorns. However, Yin LAN is much stronger than duanmuqing and has a heavy cultivation of congenital deficiency pill.

"Ignoring my charm?"

Yin LAN looked at Nanmen Feng in surprise. Many male disciples of zongmen showed possessiveness when they saw her, but what she saw in Nanmen Feng's eyes was disregard.

Yes, it's the kind of disregard like air!

It was a blow to her heart.

"Elder martial sister Yin LAN, I'm here to assess."

Nanmen Maple's helpless way.

"Assessment?"

Yin LAN looked at Nanmen maple in surprise. Even fan Kun looked at Nanmen Maple with an ignorant face. It took a long time to react, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Younger martial brother of Nanmen, it's very difficult to be a tool refiner in our tool refining hall. I advise you to learn more. If you like, I can teach you the basic skills of tool refining and charge you 300 yuan stone. How about it?"

Fan Kun turned his eyes and said with a smile.

"Fan Kun is right. If the disciples of each peak want to become an instrument refiner, they only have three assessment opportunities, and they must refine three-star divine soldiers to become a member of the instrument refining hall."

Yin LAN looked at Nanmen Maple coldly and reminded him.

"I understand."

Nanmen Feng smiled and said with a smile that he didn't put in his heart.

"It's ridiculous that a disciple of the factotum also wants to ascend to heaven step by step."

Fan Kun sneered in his heart. He saw a lot of people like Nanmen Feng. "When he looked like he was lost, he would certainly ask me to teach him."

Thinking of this, fan Kun left in no hurry. Instead, he went to the refining hall with Nanmen Feng, and Yin LAN followed him.

"Eh, this is..."

When he came to the door of the refining hall, Feng at the South Gate saw a jade tablet standing at the door of the hall, with rows of names on it.

"This is the bronze medal smelting list!"

Fan Kun proudly introduced, "see, only when you become a four-star weapon refiner can you be listed in the weapon refining list."

Nanmen Feng looked along what Fan Kun pointed out and saw the two words fan Kun in the bottom line of the jade tablet.

Looking up, Nanmen Feng saw Yin Lan's name in the fifth row. She was slightly surprised that the beautiful and cold woman was still a six-star weapon refiner.

In the first place is a nine star refiner, the second is an eight star refiner, and the third and fourth is a seven star refiner.

"This guy's eyes only show a trace of surprise. Isn't he shocked at all?"

Yin LAN always paid attention to Nanmen Feng's expression. As a result, she felt sick inside. "This guy either has enough confidence to pass the examination and be listed in the weapon refining list, or he pretends to be calm."

But she prefers the latter. A 16-year-old boy is at least a four-star tool refiner?

As soon as the idea came out, she shook her head and disappeared. The difficulty of refining tools was only known at the moment when she became a tool smelter.

In the whole worry free Valley, only senior brother Wu Qun, who ranked second, became a three-star Smelter at the age of 16 or 17. Now it has taken nearly ten years to become a bronze eight star smelter.

"Elder martial brother Wu Qun is regarded by the valley leader as the most promising person to become a silver medal weapon smelter. Can this Nanmen Maple compare with elder martial brother Wu Qun when he was young?"

Yin LAN shook her head.

"Come on, I'll take you in."

The refining vessel hall is very large. In the center is a huge red tripod twenty or thirty feet high. Jinyan solution flows to four refining vessel pools through four channels.

A grey robed old man sat cross legged beside the giant tripod. His eyes were closed and he didn't care about Nanmen Feng and others.

"Elder martial brother Hua Feng, the South Gate younger martial brother Feng of the factotum wants to be assessed."

Yin Lan said respectfully to the old man. Fan Kun was also respectful.