God-slaughtering King

The two years of seclusion finally came to an end, but it was only three months outside.

Take out the jade plate in the groove. The sound of Shimen rolling rings. There is only Nanmen Feng in the empty channel. The stone chamber where Mu Pengcheng and Yuan Fei are still closed, and they are still practicing.

Nanmen Feng hesitated and walked out, so he asked them to stay here and practice. The three months given by King Sheng have come, so we can't stay long.

After sending nanmenfeng out of the grottoes, old Ku looked thoughtful. Didn't he cause the last yuan force fluctuation? He shook his head and could only give up.

Walking out of the hill, the maple at the South Gate saw a boulder more than ten feet high. He walked in front of the boulder, drank loudly and blew it down.

Boom!

The boulder immediately fell apart and the rubble shot away. Nanmen Feng nodded with satisfaction. It was only the strength of the body that could break it. The martial arts in the spirit realm could never catch the punch.

Summon Xuanyuan sword, jump into the air, turn into a streamer and fly towards the other courtyard of King Sheng.

Speaking of this, Wang Sheng paused and continued: "let bygones be bygones. Who will fight without authorization in the future and be punished for the crime of killing the same family!"

When they were shocked, they knew that Wang Sheng was really angry and bowed to answer.

Looking at Nanmen Feng and yubinglan, Wang Sheng smiled bitterly. They also cover their true faces. The difference is that they have to cover their faces with gauze; The other is that his face is destroyed. He can't bear to look straight at it. He can only cover it with a cloak.

King Sheng is gratified that yubinglan is gifted and savvy. Few of his neighbors can compare with him. Over time, it is not a big problem to break through King Wu. The only regret is that he lacks temper.

Nanmen Maple has high savvy, tenacious mind and more flying than ordinary people, and it seems that he is also very lucky. Don't underestimate luck. Luck is also very important in the way of martial arts, but the talent is really poor.

However, looking at his cultivation speed, he must have an adventure. His future achievements may still be above the rain, ice and haze. This is also the reason why King Sheng chose Nanmen Feng as his disciple first.

"It's getting late. It's time for us to start."

leave? Where are you going? Nanmen Feng was confused. Is that why King Sheng shut him up for three months?

When they left the other courtyard, Wang Sheng waved and a palm sized building ship appeared in his hand, which was similar to what he saw under Ziyun peak that day.

Wang Sheng gave a low cry. Suddenly, the building ship was windless and automatic. In the blink of an eye, it became ten feet long and three feet wide. The whole body of the building ship is blue, with a simple and dignified momentum.

"Come on!" Wang Sheng took the lead in getting on the building ship. Yubinglan and nanmenfeng jumped up one after another. There was no sign of King Sheng's action. The building ship suddenly soared into the air, rose to hundreds of feet, and sped to the south. I don't know how many times faster than the flying speed of the real world warrior's imperial weapon.

"Good thing!" I touched the hull, but I couldn't see what material it was. Nanmen Feng murmured, "when can I have such a baby."

"Hum!" with a charming hum, Nanmen Feng didn't have to look back to know that it was the voice of yubinglan. When he thought of what king Sheng said, Nanmen Feng simply pretended not to hear.

At this time, Wang Sheng said with a faint smile, "if you want, I'll give it to you when things calm down after a while."

"Really?" Nanmen Feng exclaimed. He immediately realized that the building ship must be the treasure of King Sheng. How can he be loved by many people? He smiled and said, "forget it. When I have higher strength and have the ability to protect myself."

"Hum, I know myself."

Wang Sheng glanced at Yu binglan, turned to Nanmen Feng and said, "it doesn't hurt. I believe no one in chiyun country dared to move you half at that time."

Feng Shan in the South Gate smiled and cut off the topic, "Wang Sheng, where are we going?"

"Worship the moon."

The reputation of the worship of the moon sect, even the ignorant Nanmen maple, is like thunder. It is the first sect in the chiyun country, as well as juejian Valley and Tiansha sect in the Tianxing country.

It was only because Baiyue sect had no Emperor Wu in the battle that it weakened the latter. If there is a Wuhuang in Baiyue sect, I'm afraid the chiyun state will not have a surname of Yun. The cloud family urgently needs the Emperor Wu to sit in the battle. The most important thing is to prevent the worship of the moon sect.

"What are you doing to worship yuezong?" at such a delicate time, Nanmen Feng really couldn't figure out why King Sheng went to worship yuezong.

"Your ability to ask for information is far worse than your ability to make trouble."

Wang Sheng's words confused Nanmen Feng. Since he left the emperor's tomb, he hurried back to Ziyun University. During this period, except Zuixian building for dinner and trouble, Nanmen Feng was closed. I really didn't hear of any big event.

"More than three months ago, someone broke through the emperor of Wu and invited all major doors in Yunzhou to participate in the new emperor ceremony. Tomorrow is the time of the ceremony." Wang Sheng sighed.

"What?" Nanmen Feng exclaimed. No wonder Wang Sheng had such a reaction before. Nanmen Feng didn't know such important news.

Chiyun Kingdom used to have only one military emperor, but now there is another. The worship of the moon sect is ready for many years. I'm afraid this new emperor's ceremony is a Hongmen banquet.

"King Sheng, is it just the three of us?" Nanmen Feng swept around and asked suspiciously.

Wang Sheng smiled faintly and said, "I'm not going to fight. What are you doing with so many people?"

"If the worship of the moon is evil, we are too dangerous."

King Sheng laughed and said, "you don't understand the strength of Emperor Wu. No one dares to touch us as long as our ancestors are there. If Baiyue sect really plans to make trouble for us, it's no use going to more people."

Nanmen Feng breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly found something wrong. Wang Sheng said 'I'm not going to fight', but we were used in the back.

"Wang Sheng, did you just say 'I'm not going to fight'?"

"Good!"

"What about us?"

Wang Sheng asked with a smile, "why am I taking you?"

Nanmen Feng suddenly felt that he had been sold. It turned out that Wang Sheng shut him up for March just to worship the moon.

"Well, is our strength too bad?" Nanmen Feng knows this very well. Among his peers, he is not afraid of anyone, but after all, there are only three levels of strength in Zhenjing, which is just the beginning of martial arts.

"You know what you're afraid of?" Wang Sheng said with a smile. "Every such grand event is a good opportunity for the young generation to learn from each other and make progress, just like the apprenticeship ceremony on that day."

"Rest assured, your strength is already at the top among your peers."

Nanmen Feng suddenly realized that there was less than one day left. He only learned half of the wind cutting. While he still had some time, he asked Wang Sheng for advice. Under the guidance of King Wu himself, it is a great opportunity for those who are really martial.

Yubinglan stood and watched. Nanmen Feng cut the wind in one move. After King Sheng pondered for a moment, he came slowly.

Every word is a pearl. The maple at the South Gate suddenly opens. The wind blows and cuts again. It's like clouds and flowing water. One sword is faster than another.

Rain ice haze looked at the show eyebrow light Cu, "his strength now can threaten himself."

Looking at the buildings stretching hundreds of miles on the ground, Nanmen Maple couldn't help sighing that the first case in chiyun country deserved its reputation. Compared with the worship of the moon, Wan Jianzong is one hundred and eighty thousand miles away.

At this time, all the streamers in the sky went in the same direction. Some of them were carriages dragged by demon birds, and even seemed to be a wooden board floating and galloping in the sky.

Thousands of strange and hundred kinds make the maple at the South Gate dizzying.

Kyushu is so big that everything is wonderful. Yunzhou alone is so wonderful. Nanmen Maple has a trace of longing for this cruel and different world for the first time.

His thoughts were disturbed by a voice. "Which family's friend is ahead?" Nanmen Feng turned and saw a middle-aged man in front of the building ship stepping on a strange thing, like a weapon or a shield.

"I'm Yunsheng. I'm here to see the new emperor." King Sheng stood in the bow and said in a loud voice.

The middle-aged man arched his hands and said, "it's King Sheng. I'm going to worship the moon next month. I'm going to meet you far away. Please forgive King Sheng."

King Sheng saluted with his fist and said, "please lead the way ahead, brother Yu."

"I don't deserve it. The one who is good at martial arts is the first. King Sheng just needs to call me by my name." Yu Lang quickly leaned down and said.

Nanmen Feng couldn't see through Yu Lang's accomplishments. He should have the strength of virtual environment. Wang Sheng called him brother Yu. Naturally, the latter was older.

A warrior who breaks through the real world has a life of 200 years. King Sheng is only in his eighties. Many martial artists in the virtual world are older than him. But this doesn't mean that the martial arts in the virtual world dare to trust in front of King Sheng.

Just imagine that a king of martial arts calls a virtual martial arts man a brother. I'm afraid no virtual martial arts man can stand it except his immediate family.

Wang Sheng smiled faintly and didn't care. He led the way in front of Lang.

A moment later, Yu Lang suddenly turned around and fell, but there was no action of King Sheng. The building ship then fell towards him.

In the impression of Nanmen Feng, the square of Ziyun University was the largest he had ever seen, but compared with the one in front of him, it was nothing.

The huge square can't be seen at a glance. It is roughly estimated that it is tens of miles around. There are traces of new renovations on the ground. It's not difficult to see that baiyuezong took great pains for the new emperor's ceremony.

At this time, the square was overcrowded. At a glance, the crowd was crowded and the noise was deafening. Yu Lang took Wang Sheng and walked towards the center of the square.

There stands a platform more than ten feet high, and the golden light is more dazzling under the sunshine. There are rows of grandstands under the platform. Look, the direction where Yu Lang goes is the grandstand.

There are more than 100 people standing or standing on the stand, some of which are still vacant. Three people follow Yu Lang to the central position of the stand.

I saw a wooden plate standing on each vacant table. Yu Lang pointed to a position with a cloud wooden plate and said, "please take your seat, King Sheng. The ceremony will begin in an hour."

"Thank you!" King Sheng said and sat down.

At the sight of Nanmen Feng, there is only one seat, only to come to the Sheng King behind standing. Looking around, I found that the people standing behind were basically young people in their early twenties.

Wang Sheng is right. Such a grand event is a good opportunity for the younger generation to communicate.

The prosperity of a sect certainly needs the Emperor Wu to sit in the battle, and the King Wu is the real combat power, and the Emperor Wu plays a more deterrent role. Once the Emperor Wu starts, it means that the war of extermination broke out.

But the young disciples who are really related to the prosperity of the sect are the future of the sect. No matter how strong the clan is, the younger generation is too weak. Once the older generation dies, the clan will decline from then on.

Because of this, every sect tries its best to cultivate the next generation.