God-slaughtering King

Boom!

Yuan Li's giant hand suddenly collapsed, turned into a little fine awn and dissipated, and the space was slightly vibrated and distorted.

"What, even elder martial brother Gu is not an opponent?"

"Although elder martial brother Gu didn't use his martial arts and all his strength, his random move is not ordinary. The two or three strong people in rongtianjing can resist."

"Although martial uncle Nanmen is extraordinary, how can he be so rebellious."

Many people were shocked. They looked at Nanmen maple in shock.

The middle-aged man didn't succeed in one blow. He couldn't hang his face. He shouted angrily. His big hand grabbed the South Gate Maple again. He saw Tiandi Yuanli rush madly to the palm of the middle-aged man.

Buzz!

With a concussion, I saw a huge golden hand cast of gold fall from the sky and suddenly grasp the maple at the south gate.

Feeling the power of the golden palm, the maple in the South Gate shouted angrily, and the Ruyi stick flashed and chopped in the past.

Boom!

There was a click sound in the golden palm, cracks covered the whole palm, and then it burst with a bang.

The martial arts were broken, and the middle-aged man looked a little pale. Nanmen Maple was also slightly shocked, but his face was excited.

"Younger martial brother Gu, let me come."

Just when the middle-aged man was ready to fight again, he saw a dignified middle-aged man in a purple robe come out. On him, Nanmen Maple felt a dangerous smell. He was impressively a strong man whose strength reached the Ninth level of rongtianjing!

"Nanmen martial uncle, you ignored the clan rules and hurt your fellow disciples. Today, I Jiang He will take you down, and then hand you over to the punishment hall. I will give justice to many foreign disciples!"

The purple robed middle-aged man said loudly, his voice was shaking, and there was a majestic momentum.

"Nephew Jiang, your nonsense is really unusual. Come if you want to do it."

Nanmen Feng sneered, and a strong sense of war broke out from him.

After Xiuwei reached the triple peak of the innate golden elixir, he had not fought with the strong in rongtianjing. What Nanmen Feng wanted to know was the extent of his strength.

The purple robed middle-aged man in front of him is undoubtedly a good test object of strength.

He is called a martial nephew. The purple robed middle-aged man has a gloomy face. He has been practicing for nearly 100 years before he reached the Ninth level of melting heaven. He also has a place in the sect. Ordinary disciples bow and bow when they see him.

In front of him, the cultivation of Nanmen fenglun was far worse than him. It was like a day by day. He swaggered around the market as a disciple of the supreme elder. He wanted to have a good time, which had already made him angry.

Not only the middle-aged man in purple robe, but also many disciples with higher strength than Nanmen Feng have this idea. Before, they just dared to be angry because of Nanmen Feng's identity.

Now, seeing the middle-aged man's action, they are naturally happy and want to teach Nanmen Feng a lesson.

Hum!

The purple robed middle-aged man snorted coldly and stomped his feet. He saw a dark wind emerge out of thin air, covering the whole area in the blink of an eye.

"This is elder martial brother Jiang's Yin Feng field!"

"Once the field comes out, Nanmen Maple will lose."

"Yes, if I were him, I would obediently arrest him, so as not to suffer flesh and blood."

Everyone looked at Nanmen Feng with a sneer, a look at a good play.

Nanmen Maple's face was heavy. When the wind blew, he felt sharp and painful. Even the operation of cultivation was a little stiff.

"Martial uncle Nanmen, let's catch it!"

With that, the purple robed middle-aged man flashed and appeared on the side of Nanmen maple. His big hand grabbed it like pugai.

Nanmen Maple's face was angry and Ruyi stick patted it directly.

Bang!

However, facing the attack of the purple robed middle-aged man who is the ninth weight of rongtianjing, Nanmen Maple only felt that this stick was like chopping on a hard steel plate, which made his registered permanent residence numb.

"The gap is too big. Is this the strength of the nine strong people in rongtianjing?"

Nanmen maple is unwilling.

He hurriedly dodged away. The purple robed middle-aged man was not in a hurry. He looked at the South Gate Maple with a sneer, as if he were looking at a clown, and his eyes were full of banter.

When he withdrew his mouth, the maple fingers in the south gate were a little empty, the space was slightly shaken, followed by a curved moon suspended above his head, his body was bathed in silver light, and the Yin wind around suddenly disappeared.

It's the lower martial arts of heaven level: Yan Yue Jue!

"Domain!"

The purple robed middle-aged man's heart sank and caught it again with a cold hum.

Looking at the purple robed middle-aged man, the maple in the south gate looked cold and raised his steps. When one step fell, he directly appeared behind the purple robed middle-aged man. The Ruyi stick glittered and split down.

Lower martial arts of the earth level: eight wasteland dragon elephant stick!

This is Nanmen Feng's full blow!

The big space of the power seemed to be split. Many people were shocked at this scene.

The purple robed middle-aged man was also surprised. At this time, it was too late for him to dodge, but he didn't intend to dodge at all. He turned his palm into a fist and blew it out.

Like a fiery red sun, it shines brightly within a hundred feet.

Boom!

When the light dispersed, a figure was shocked and flew out. It was Nanmen maple, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Nanmen Feng looked up at the purple robed middle-aged man with anger in his eyes.

The purple robed middle-aged man stopped his hand slightly. At the moment, his palm was paralyzed, and there was blood oozing from the back of his hand. His pupils looked at the South Gate maple, and his heart was shaking.

A mole ant with three peaks of congenital golden elixir can hurt him. You know, the difference between them is one big realm and ten small realms. The gap between them is like a natural moat.

If others knew he was hurt, they would be shocked.

"Ha ha, I'll tell you. In the face of elder martial brother Jiang, Nanmen Feng will not be an opponent."

"Nanmen Feng, you'd better go to the penalty hall with me. Maybe you'll be given a lighter punishment because you're a closed disciple of the supreme elder!"

"Yes, how are you struggling? Can so many of us let you escape?"

The people around said with a sneer.

However, many people admire Nanmen Feng's courage to fight with the nine strong players in rongtianjing. This courage alone is admirable, but the strength gap is too large, and Nanmen Feng has no possibility of winning at all.

Nanmen Maple looks gloomy. Even if he uses the lower martial arts of the heaven level, he is not the opponent of the middle-aged man in purple robe.

"Hum, if you want to catch my Nanmen maple, it depends on whether you have this ability!"

With that, Nanmen Maple's body was shocked, and an invisible ripple spread around, covering a vast range in the blink of an eye.

After reaching the triple peak of congenital golden elixir, nanmenfeng can expand the field of Yanyue Jue to tens of thousands of feet. Of course, that will consume him a lot and can't last for a few breathing time.

If you maintain the range of ten thousand feet, you can persist in dozens of breathing time, which is enough for him to return to Yanyang peak.

Step by step, the figure of Nanmen Maple appeared directly outside, like a blink, which changed everyone's face and looked at the back of Nanmen maple in shock.

"Blink!"

"This is a means that can only be achieved by those who are strong in transforming the heaven!"

"It's impossible. I've never heard of anyone who can perform teleportation in the innate realm!"

"It should not be blinking, but it is similar to blinking. It seems to be a special martial art."

Those with high accomplishments have guesses in their hearts, such as those of middle-aged men in purple robes.

"No, stop him!"

"Don't let him escape!"

The figure flickered one after another. In the blink of an eye, Nanmen Maple left tens of thousands of people far behind.

Hum!

However, at this time, a cold hum sounded in the South Gate Maple's ear, like thunder, which made him spew out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't even maintain the Yanyue formula.

As soon as the power of the field dispersed, Nanmen Feng was immediately caught up by the people behind him and was besieged in the middle again.

Nanmen Feng was so angry that he raised his eyes and looked at a figure coming out slowly not far away. The visitor was wearing a green robe and looked handsome and cold, but his cultivation was much higher than that of the middle-aged man in the same purple robe.

"Meet the elder!"

When they saw the visitor, they bowed and saluted one after another. Elder Yu was a powerful elder in the general gate. His cultivation reached the nine peaks of Huatian realm a few years ago.

It is said that he is one of the most promising strongmen in the sect to break through to Tongtian territory.

The most important thing is that elder Yu is responsible for external affairs. When something happens in the medicine garden, he naturally has the responsibility of negligence. He looks at the maple in the South Gate with a cold frost on his face, but there is a slight disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Nanmen Maple stared at the green robed man in front of him.

He knew that it was impossible for him to escape. In the face of such strong people, even his martial arts could be scattered. If he struggled again, he would find himself guilty.

Simply collect the wishful stick and stand in place without saying a word.

"Nanmen Feng, come with me and go to the penalty hall to take the blame!"

The green robed man sneered at elder Yu, and others looked at the maple in the south gate.

However, at this time, the space is distorted, and a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe comes out of it. The man's face is dignified and has the power of deep and high position.

After seeing the visitor, Yu Changlao's face changed slightly and bowed quickly.

"Meet the headmaster and martial uncle."

"See you, leader!"

Others saluted.

Nanmen Feng stood in place and looked at the visitor curiously. The man in the Taoist robe looked dignified, but there was no smell.

Nanmen Feng couldn't even feel his presence unless he saw it in front of his eyes.

"The strong man who knows the sky!"

Nanmen Feng thought of the scene of seeing Hong Changlao for the first time, which was so similar to the scene in front of him.

"Junior brother of Nanmen, you have violated the religious rules. If you think you are the first time, you will be punished to think about it on the face of the frozen cliff for three months!"

The Taoist robe man opened the button and said.

"Yes, chief senior brother."

Nanmen Feng nodded helplessly.

The Taoist robed man then turned and left, one step into the space and disappeared. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the South Gate maple, with a slight anger in their eyes.

Obviously, they are not satisfied with the leader's punishment.

"The punishment is too light for him."

"What's the way? The leader spoke himself. Who can change it."

"Forget it, it's cheaper for him this time. If he dares to steal the elixir again, let's see how the leader will support him next time."

Everyone talked about leaving.

Elder Yu also took a deep look at Nanmen maple, turned and turned into a streamer and left.

"I've been thinking about it for three months. There's nothing I can't fight."

Nanmen Feng naturally knew the location of the frozen cliff, but he didn't immediately go to the wall of the frozen cliff to think about it. The leader didn't say it was now.

There's a suspended sentence!

Nanmenfeng first returned to yanyangfeng cave, had a beautiful meal, slept a comfortable sleep, and finally walked out of the door after being recognized as waking up.