God-slaughtering King

The demon Monkey King could not see through the cultivation of the old fisherman, and there was no fluctuation of energy flow in his body.

But intuitively, this person is not simple!

The small boat is getting closer and closer, the light rain under the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and the fluctuation in the surrounding air is becoming stronger and stronger.

Gaga suddenly, the space burst, and inexplicable figures emerged from the surrounding space. Most faces were full of blank colors.

These people, men and women, old and young, have different costumes. There are tens of thousands of people in total, and their cultivation is not weak. The lowest is in the Yang deficiency environment.

Among them, there are many obscure breath, even half step nirvana.

But these strong men, each standing with a negative hand, look arrogant and have no waves in ancient wells. Obviously, they have a clear goal. 80% come for that treasure!

"Sleeping trough, what the hell is this place?"

"I didn't fight with the enemy and accidentally fell into the cliff. How could I appear on a beach for no reason?"

"I entered the transmission array and went to the chaos demon sea. I was attacked by the void turbulence. Shouldn't I be dead?"

One after another, the sound of surprise sounded confused on the beach.

"What happened to these people?"

The blood dragon's brain was confused: "are people from the outside so stupid?"

"MAHLE Gobi, who do you call a fool?"

A big man in the realm of fortune with a big personality ran out of the crowd and wanted to teach the blood dragon a lesson.

The sight of tens of thousands of people suddenly projected.

"There's something to say. Don't do it. What's my brother's fault? You can come to me!"

Nanmen Maple took a step forward and gently grabbed the man's arm. An irresistible force suppressed the other party's anger.

The big man's pupils narrowed and said to himself, "why is this boy's Yang deficiency so strange that even I feel uncomfortable. It's not a good stubble. Don't provoke me, so as not to cause trouble!"

At this point, the big man said, "my name is Dianwei. I'm from the rosefinch empire. May I ask you, who's your name and where you come from?"

"My name is Han Feng, a Xuanwu man!"

Nanmen Maple looked warm, then pointed to the blood dragon and the demon Monkey King and said, "these two are my brothers. I hope you'll forgive me for offending me just now!"

"Xuanwu Empire, can there be a strong young man like you?" Dianwei was slightly surprised. Was it because he was a disciple of Fengyun sword sect?

When the fishing boat approached, the old fisherman bent down, got off the boat and stepped into the beach. He smiled and said, "welcome foreign friends to the Hanhai oasis!"

"Who are you?" Dianwei asked.

"The old man has no name. If you don't dislike it, you can call me Weng Lao!" the old fisherman smiled kindly: "who said just now that he came from the Xuanwu Empire?"

"Yes!" said Nanmen Feng respectfully.

The old fisherman looked at the maple in the south gate and said, "at a young age, his cultivation has broken through to a small success of Yang deficiency. His talent is pretty good!"

"Ha ~"

"Poof ~"

As soon as he said this, someone in the crowd laughed, as if choked by saliva!

Then, many ironic eyes fell on Nanmen Feng and whispered: "if even he is a genius, what is the cultivation of Yang deficiency peak when I am less than 18 years old? Is the father of genius?"

"The people of the Xuanwu empire are really unbearable!"

"Yes, that kind of poor and fierce martial arts cultivation in remote areas is basically like that!"

"I really don't know. What's his face to enter the world of Warcraft city and compete with us for treasure?"

Hearing these taunts, Dianwei shouted, "don't look at people from the crack of the door. The Xuanwu empire can't do it and is short of resources, but it's because of the war with the three empires for years!"

"If not, it's not much worse than the other eight regions. After all, there is Fengyun sword sect. Everyone should be like thunder!"

"Fengyun sword sect?"

"Is this boy from Fengyun sword sect?"

"Lying trough, that's a giant!"

The voices of people began to disdain and became respected.

But at this time, a blue robed young man with Yang deficiency jumped out, coughed twice, stood up to the golden pattern of the wind and cloud intertwined on his chest, and said: "the wind and cloud sword sect, but there is no such person, don't lower my identity. This person is probably an out of class generation in a city or county!"

"My God, the golden pattern of Fengyun, are you the inner disciple of Fengyun sword sect?"

Many young people in other fields were in an uproar. Someone immediately approached the blue robed youth with a smile and said, "dare you ask your name, can you make a friend?"

"I'm Ling Rui!"

The young man in blue proudly gave his name and glanced contemptuously at the maple in the south gate.

Just now, he really felt ashamed.

Unexpectedly, I met a local steamed stuffed bun of the Xuanwu Empire here. If he hadn't stepped forward and saved the face of the Empire, I wouldn't know how many people would despise him!

But when nanmenfeng heard the word "Ling Rui", there was anger in his eyes.

If there is no accident, this person should be Ling Rui, the eldest son of Ling family, who suppressed Huang Ren's family, hurt Huang Ren's father and threatened Huang Ren to break up with his fiancee!

But when he thought about it carefully, Nanmen Feng was relieved and his anger disappeared.

Huang Ren chose to follow the king rather than himself. Now that he has met his enemy, why do you have to fight for him?

However, if this fool annoys himself, nanmenfeng doesn't mind. Give him some ears.

"Come on, be quiet. Even if the Xuanwu Empire has no Fengyun sword sect, it is actually a big country. There are still many strong people in Nirvana."

The old fisherman shouted softly and calmed the town scene: "you have come all the way, and there is no more nonsense. You should adjust your state first. Later, there will be a big ship coming across the sea to pick you up..."

At this time, Ling Rui interrupted: "I don't like your old words. If the Xuanwu Empire didn't have my Fengyun sword sect, it would have been annexed by the three empires. The emperors have to be respectful and grateful to my sect leader!"

As a disciple of Fengyun sword sect, he has long ignored the country.

"Brother Ling, what you said is reasonable. After all, only Dugu Aotian of Fengyun sword sect and seven or eight disciples of Fengyun sword sect are on the list. As for the Xuanwu royal family, there is no one. It can be seen that Fengyun sword sect is the master of the Xuanwu empire!"

The flatterer said.

Hearing this special term, Nanmen Maple looked at the old fisherman and said, "dare you ask Weng, what is the thousand arrogant list?"

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha!"

"Are you here to be funny?"

As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience laughed: "it's really a hick who has never seen the world!"

Ling Rui was full of black lines. When he met this fool, he really lost his face. He couldn't help saying, "don't tell me what you don't know. Don't make a fool of yourself here. Just now you've asked, let me tell you!"

Then, Ling Rui proudly explained to Nanmen Feng!

Nanmen Maple basically knows the origin of QIANJIAO list.

That is the honor list of 1000 young Tianjiao under the age of 25 in Shenwu mainland.

In addition to the thousand pride list, there is a stronger hundred gods list!

Most of the people on this list are old monsters.

Generally speaking, it is the patriarch or supreme elder of each ancient sect, as well as the country's military marshal, emperor, etc.

However, it is regrettable that the Xuanwu Empire, whether it is the list of thousands of arrogance or the list of 100 gods, is unknown, and only a few are named on the list.

Moreover, it is very backward.

However, Dugu Aotian of Fengyun sword sect was in the top 10 of the list, and the leader and several supreme elders were in the top 30.

"Boy, do you understand now?"

Ling Rui raised his head, looked down at Nanmen Feng and said, "pay attention to what you say in the future. You know, don't embarrass me."

"After all, I'm Ling Rui, but I'm very favored by the elder of the sword clan. In a few years, I'm likely to be on the list!"

"Of course, if you do well, for the sake of the same Empire, you can be my little attendant. You can even recommend you to the sword sect to become an external disciple. In this way, no one will look down on you!"

Nanmen Feng looks calm and joking. People like Ling Rui are just a frog at the bottom of the well. I never know how powerful the person standing in front of him is.

The blood dragon also didn't speak. He was listening all the time, but when he heard Ling Rui say so, he almost laughed.

If even people with his talent can be on the list, the gold content of this list is really not very high

It's ridiculous to ask nanmenfeng to be his attendant.

With the strength of Nanmen maple, you can kill him in one breath!

The demon monkey king stood on the side of the maple in the south gate and scratched his ears and cheeks from time to time. In the eyes of the public, he thought he was an ordinary pet monkey, but he was more ambitious than heaven.

No one here, except the old fisherman, paid attention to it.

As for Ling Rui!

It didn't even bother to take a look. It was so talented and talked nonsense everywhere.

This kind of person, in the realm of gods and gods, works as a housekeeper, which is despised by others, so he is suitable for picking up garbage for a living.

As for that Dianwei, he was very surprised. The strength of Nanmen Maple could easily crush him. Should this man be looking for death?

The scene was silent for a moment. Ling Rui saw that Nanmen Feng didn't reply. He couldn't keep his face. He said, "boy, do you hear me?"

Nanmen Feng smiled bitterly, shook his head, looked at the old fisherman and said, "senior, can you tell me the situation of the Warcraft King City before the ship comes?"

"OK!" the old fisherman looked at Nanmen Maple more deeply. Just about to speak, Ling Rui interrupted again: "it's your honor for me to talk to you. Are you deaf?"

"Shut your mouth!"

The blood dragon couldn't help but scold. This man provoked again and again. If necessary, he didn't give a lesson. I'm afraid he won't have a long memory.

"What kind of thing do you deserve to talk to me like that?"

Ling Rui was furious. He felt his face damaged, his five fingers turned into Eagle claws, and the vigorous Yang deficiency force surged up like a phantom, shooting at the blood dragon.

But on the way to the south gate, Feng's heart moved, and the void suddenly reduced the power of the terrible spirit.

Then they saw that Ling Rui shot out like a sandbag and hit the beach. The undulating sea water instantly drowned him.

"What's going on?"

The sudden scene surprised tens of thousands of people and looked around like a ghost.

Only a few people noticed that the attack of the spirit was released by Nanmen maple, and they couldn't help but cast surprised eyes.

"Brother Ling, are you okay?"

The younger generation pulled Ling Rui out of the beach pit.

"Madder, shit!"

Ling Rui shook his head, regained consciousness, looked at Nanmen Feng and said, "boy, are you playing tricks?"