God-slaughtering King

"Oh, my God! That's the animal soul."

"What sword is in his hand? It can seal the animal soul!"

"We all go all out to fight together. If we are scattered by him, we all have to die."

The threat of the soul of qingjiao made the martial arts of Tianxing country feel the crisis of life and death. At the time of life and death, the crowd was united as never before, roared together, and took out their weapons one after another.

"Go!"

The maple in the South Gate shouted angrily, and the soul of the green Jiao rushed away. The green Jiao of the soul body can only be hurt by the martial arts who understand the artistic conception. Obviously, there is no one among the martial arts of Tianxing country.

There were screams everywhere where the soul of the green Jiao passed. Seeing that the soul of the green Jiao attacked, the crowd scattered to avoid, and some people who could not avoid attacked the soul of the green Jiao, but could not cause substantive damage to it.

"Everybody kill him together. If we go on like this, we will all die here."

The martial arts of Tianxing country wake up. At the moment, there is no other way but to kill Nanmen maple. Trapped? They can't stand the collision of the soul of the green Jiao; Escape? Will more than 40 warriors from chiyun country let them pass?

No one will refuse to beat a drowning dog. What's more, there are two hostile countries with deep hatred. Which clan or family has no one died in the hands of the heavenly Star Kingdom?

"Kill!"

The angry crowd killed Nanmen maple. For a moment, the light danced and Yuan force raged. The overwhelming attack shrouded the Nanmen Maple three feet around.

Now, the maple in the South Gate sneered, the eight changes of the wind spread out, and his body turned into a green shadow, shuttling through the crowd. The Xuanyuan sword in his hand is waved quickly, and each sword will bring a piece of blood light.

Shouts, screams and the roar of Yuanli impact were like demons dancing in disorder for a time.

The chiyun martial artist in the distance stared at the Nanmen Maple killing in the crowd, shocked and speechless. I thought Nanmen Maple wanted to kill all but a dream. Now it seems that as long as they can stop Tianxing Guowu, everything is impossible.

"Kill!"

The blood aroused everyone's blood. The warrior of Tianxing country seemed to forget his fear and life and death. The remaining more than 30 people surrounded the maple trees in the south gate and roared to break him into pieces.

Qingyi had already been dyed into blood, and the blood in his left arm flowed. The pain made Nanmen Feng's mind clear anyway. Looking at the ferocious face in front of him, Nanmen Feng suddenly had an untrue illusion, "what am I doing?"

Boom!

He was stunned and was stabbed in the back. If there were no armor, this knife would be fatal.

"Kill!" a sense of killing appeared in my mind. Xuanyuan sword moved again, and there was another scream and blood splashing.

Killing makes people crazy. Blood blinds their eyes. Waving a sword, cutting down, and mechanical actions will take away a fresh life every time. The siege crowd has been less than 30 people and is still frantically rushing.

"He has armor for self-defense, break his arms first!" a shout reminded the crazy crowd. Nanmen Feng immediately felt more pressure and was unable to move. He had an unpredictable body method and could do nothing.

"You'll die if you go on like this." Nanmen Feng noticed that the situation was bad, and summoned the soul of the green Jiao again. With a roar, he rushed to the right side in front of him. He had to keep a distance.

"He wants to rush out and stop him." the annoying voice sounded again. Nanmen Feng glanced coldly and locked the speaker. The man noticed that Nanmen Maple was full of killing eyes. His body trembled inexplicably and hid behind the crowd.

"Kill!"

The soul of the green Jiao roared and the Xuanyuan sword cut quickly. At this time, all the martial arts had no effect, and the damage could only be minimized by relying on the instinct of the body.

The clothes on the chest and back are already broken, and the steps become heavy. The mind is occupied by the idea of killing. There is only one idea in the heart, killing!

Another three fell. Nanmen Feng still failed to break out of the siege, and his left arm almost lost consciousness. There are still more than 20 warriors in Tianxing country. They stare at Nanmen maple in the crowd with crazy bloodthirsty eyes.

At this time, everyone understood that only by killing Nanmen Maple could they break through.

"Kill!" roared. Maple in the South Gate suddenly felt the pressure on his back. Looking back, he saw that Yun Zhanxing was the first, and the Jing family brothers and sisters were around, trying to make a gap in the periphery.

The South Gate Maple immediately turned around, and the soul of the green Jiao protected behind him. The sharp sword of Xuanyuan sword cut out. Standing in the south gate, the martial artist of fengtianxing country looked at the Xuanyuan sword cut off by the head, was stunned, and quickly dodged away.

At this moment, he turned his back to the maple at the south gate to intercept Yun Zhanxing. Suddenly, he was unlucky. There was a great rumor behind his head. As soon as he turned back, he saw the long golden sword cut down with a startling sword intention. There was no time to give a scream and split it in two on the spot.

Seeing this gap, Nanmen Maple's body flashed out of the encirclement and joined with Yun Zhanxing, "you step down and give me the rest." looking at less than 20 people who rushed madly, Nanmen Maple's killing machine filled the air.

I was careless and fell into a siege. I can't make the same mistake again.

Yun Zhanxing leaned behind Nanmen Feng and said loudly, "go, this kind of killing is meaningless."

The Jing brothers and sisters shouted at the same time, "go!"

A sword startles thunder!

The dull thunder rolled in, and the South Gate Maple came to the world with Xuanyuan in his hand. With a sword, it set off a bloody storm. The red eyes are crazy, and the mind is full of killing and blood.

"He's crazy, run!" nanmenfeng's madness finally woke the crowd.

At this time, there were only 17 warriors in Tianxing country, a total of 58, and 41 were killed by Nanmen maple. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the remaining 17 people were frantically slaughtered like pigs and sheep, completely breaking their tight heart string, and their fear of death defeated their anger again.

Some people took the lead in running away, while others fled everywhere when they saw that things could not be done.

"Stop!" Yun Zhan shouted angrily. There should be such a man in the world. He disappeared during the battle, but now he has a good intention to pick up a bargain.

The chiyun martial artist stood up and said to Yun Zhanxing, "why do you want me to stop? These are left by the people of Tianxing country. Can't I take them?"

"You..." Jing Menghan immediately turned white and couldn't speak.

Yun Zhanxing said coldly, "put it down, or die!"

The quarrel here attracted the attention of other chiyun martial artists in the distance. When they saw someone picking up the storage bag, they quickly released the Tianxing martial artist who fought hard and walked here.

Almost all the chiyun martial artists leaned towards this side, and the only six Tianxing martial artists saw it and fled around madly.

"You..." Jing menglang pointed to the crowd and didn't say a word.

Nanmen Feng looked at the crowd in front of him and looked gloomy. These people's actions were cold. They kept away when fighting. Now they came to pick up cheap goods. What's more, they would rather let go of the martial arts of Tianxing country for fear of losing the first opportunity.

Seeing everyone gathered around, the first martial artist suddenly became a lot bolder and said loudly, "we can also take credit for killing the people of Tianxing country. Why can't we take the booty?"

"Yes." the crowd echoed.

Now Nanmen Maple didn't see these things at all, but the actions of these people were really cold. Nanmen Feng slowly stood up and glanced at the faces of the crowd one by one, "without my consent, no one can move anything here, who moves, who dies!"

"Why? Even if you are a disciple of King Sheng, you can't be so overbearing!"

"Yes, we all have a share of the booty. Even if you are a disciple of King Sheng, you can't swallow it alone."

"What about King Wu? My Xiao family also has King Wu."

Xiao family? Nanmen Feng looked at the man who claimed to be the Xiao family. Unexpectedly, he was the first person to secretly pick up the storage bag.

"You say you are the Xiao family?" Nanmen Feng asked faintly.

The man snorted coldly and said, "yes, my ancestors of the Xiao family are outside the emperor's tomb at the moment. Don't think it's great to curry favor with King Sheng. You're just half of King Sheng's disciples."

"Oh?" Nanmen Feng said with a smile, "it seems that you know a lot. Then you must know how Xiao Wenshan died?"

The man suddenly looked very gloomy. Xiao Wenshan was his cousin. They had a good relationship since childhood. After Xiao Wenshan died, before the Xiao family could make any move, it came out that King Sheng listed Nanmen Feng as half of his disciples.

Xiao Fengyu designed to frame Nanmen Feng and pushed the second prince Yunyan to the front desk. He still failed to kill Nanmen Feng. This is a disgrace to the Xiao family. Now with the support of King Sheng, the Xiao family can't attack Nanmen Feng.

The man said coldly, "don't think you can be unscrupulous with the support of King Sheng. The Xiao family will kill you sooner or later!"

"Really?" Nanmen Feng's face sank and said indifferently, "then I'll kill you first and see what the Xiao family can do with me?" since I've offended, I don't care to kill one more person.

"Dare you!" the man shouted angrily and retreated towards the middle of the crowd. The South Gate Maple stepped down and walked slowly towards the man. Every time Nanmen Feng went further, the man took a step back and was about to withdraw from the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"If you dare to kill me, you will die when you leave the emperor's tomb. My ancestors of the Xiao family will avenge me."

"Really?" Nanmen Feng said with a faint smile, "but you can't see it anymore." Xuanyuan sword came out of thin air and spread out against the wind. Less than three feet away, Nanmen Feng stepped in front of him in one step, and Xuanyuan sword cut off the people of the Xiao family.

"Ah!" the man of the Xiao family never thought that Nanmen Maple really dared to shoot him. Xuanyuan sword had fallen on his head. At this time, it was too late to hide. He roared and rushed frantically towards Nanmen maple, trying to fight for the death of a fish.

When the sword fell and the man died, Nanmen Feng leaned down and picked up the storage bag in his arms. His eyes swept through the crowd and retreated back. Unexpectedly, he picked up more than ten in a short time.

"Brother Nanmen, do you really want to swallow the booty alone?" a man came out of the crowd, about 20 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Nanmen Feng looked at the man and said faintly, "just now, if you have killed the people of Tianxing country, everyone comes forward and takes two storage bags. If you fish in troubled waters, he will come to an end!"

The questioner bowed his head and pondered. Nanmen Maple has been very generous. If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of Nanmen maple, I really don't know how many people would have died here. Divide the spoils? It's a dream.

Nanmen Feng killed 41 people against 58 warriors of Tianxing country. Even if all the booty here belongs to him, it's not too much. Everyone should be satisfied if they can separate some.