God-slaughtering King

The green awn of the species of Jianmu in the Lingtai knowledge house of Nanmen Maple rises suddenly, and even the dragon pattern in the arm of Nanmen Maple comes alive again.

The magic weapon follows your heart, and the Lingbao chooses the master.

As Nanmen Maple released the ban, the red arm armor in Nanmen Maple's hand spread all over the body, mixed with the green awn of Jianmu seed, but turned into a sharp Dark Armor!

The dragon pattern is vivid, but it turns into dragon Qi and rushes on the armor of Nanmen maple. Vaguely, it is full of dragon and vitality.

Wuduan slowly pressed the knife in his hand, but Nanmen Maple got up slowly when he was kneeling on the ground. Wuduan tried his best, but he couldn't hold Nanmen Maple up.

The smile on Nanmen Feng's face was more prosperous, and he felt the happiness of the past. Those feelings he hadn't noticed for a long time were that he exchanged hands with unknown friars between mountains, rivers and streams, that he drank tea and watched the moon with the old Taoist on the top of the mountain, and that he was carefree in the proud Taoist temple.

For a long time, the yuan body was damaged and the qualification was inferior, which suppressed Nanmen maple for too long. The six remnant spirits and the dark green dragon tripod have been relied on by Nanmen maple for too long.

All kinds of treasures in the world, beckon!

"..." Wuke wanted to hold Nanmen Maple with a knife. Unexpectedly, Nanmen Maple's resistance became stronger and stronger, and even stood up directly. There was no lack of a moment of silence, but slowly raised the single sword in his hand. At present, the South Gate Maple was really a little beyond his expectation.

Nanmen Feng stood in front of Wuwu, but he didn't make a move. He seemed to have infinite power, but it seemed that the power was still growing. For a moment, Wuwu was a little surprised.

But Nanmen Feng didn't do it, but he couldn't help waving his double knives. At the moment, the South Gate Maple's dark armor is not exposed at all, except for his neck and head.

Without shortage, but without much choice, he took a single sword. Nanmen Feng frowned and stopped the shadow of the sword with his hand armour alone. A blow is not lost.

"Interesting..." the white bear still walked in front, and Hua Meng didn't turn around. He just heard the sound of the sword soldiers, but he also whispered. He still touched Shi Qing's cheek, but he didn't let go.

"...." without a single blow, he unconsciously frowned, his body was slightly upright, and his other hand brought out another single blade sword. The shadow of the sword was like weaving, and he shot it in an instant.

The single blade sword used by Wuke was originally opened up and closed down. Each side was opened. It was clear that it was the way of hidden single blade. But at the moment, without shortage, he took the first shot and did not suppress Nanmen Feng, but he couldn't put down the table and was unwilling to stop, but he still produced the sword.

The shadow of the sword is like weaving. If it's ordinary, it's terrible. Nanmen Maple will think about it. But somehow, the dark armor was very hard. Even if Nanmen Maple's hand was slow for the first half, it still blocked the flawless single sword.

Even vaguely, Nanmen Maple felt that under the dark armor, countless vitality surged, and even made Nanmen Maple feel a little floating.

There was no shortage of swords, but the sword was suddenly closed.

"Keep up..." wuduan was originally excellent in Sabre technique. At the moment, he also felt the movement of Nanmen Feng's hand between three or five moves, but vaguely caught his single blade sword move. With this strange Dark Armor, if he didn't make a real move, I'm afraid he couldn't beat Nanmen Feng.

Looking at wuduan stop, Nanmen Maple also vaguely meant to stop. Just after he withdrew his hand, his palms trembled, "is this?!"

The shadow of the fist came again, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Between the single seal sword and the change of the move in his hand, there was a cross cutting of two knives, holding the fist move attacked by Nanmen maple. The two knives directly clamped Nanmen Maple's arm.

If it's normal, this pair of swords will break the tendon when they clamp the arm and pull it easily. After that, even if they can't enter the body, they just need to swim and dodge for a few moments, but the man will die of serious injury and can't fight again.

But it's a pity that Nanmen maple is not only a dark armor, but also vaguely different from ordinary people. Even if he picks out the meridians, he can still connect the meridians with the Dan book, but he can keep worry free for a while.

Between the shots of the single sword, Nanmen Feng punched directly. His face changed, but he didn't dare to answer it. He retreated quickly and took three or five steps in an instant.

No shortage stood still. Looking at the maple in the south gate, he provoked a double knife in his hand. For a moment, he didn't do anything.

Nanmen Maple retreated from the enemy, but there was no pursuit. Vaguely, he felt that his chest was getting hotter and hotter. Even vaguely, he looked at everything, but he was vaguely confused.

Nanmen Feng wanted to get away, but he did it again.

Between the shadow of the single front sword, the addition of the maple Dark Armor at the south gate is not chaotic at all.

No lack of hands holding a single sword, but he didn't try his best. Just between picking and wiping, he constantly tested the vacancy of Nanmen Maple moves, and even vaguely thought of leaving his hand to test the strength of Nanmen maple.

After all, I'm interested in the Dark Armor of Nanmen maple, even if it's perfect.

Just between the sword shadow, without missing, but did not notice the confusion between Nanmen Maple's eyes.

"... it's too hot..." Nanmen Feng barely waved his fist shadow between his hands, and the sword marks on his body gradually appeared.

"Do you have no strength?" without a single sword, there was no pause, but vaguely felt that the action of Nanmen Maple was gradually out of order.

Shan Fengjian suddenly shot. It was ordinary, but it directly pierced the heart of Nanmen maple.

"Pierced?!" wuduan was slightly surprised, but the dark armor was suddenly pierced by wuduan for some reason. Although he was slightly surprised, his other hand instinctively waved a sword and pointed at the breach.

"Step back!!!" wuduan's sword is powerful, but Hua Meng's fierce drink comes from his ear. Then he looked up and saw the maple in the south gate, but his face was crimson, his eyes were slightly closed, and countless vines sprang up at the Dark Armor pierced by the single edge sword!

In an instant!

Wuwu subconsciously wanted to keep his single sword, but the vine rushed to Wuwu's hand and came in a flash. Wuwu only felt a cold on his hand, but then there was a sudden flash of white light, and the maple in the South Gate flew out upside down. Huameng shot.

"This is..." Nanmen Maple suddenly flew out, but the endless vines were broken with the blow of Huameng. At the moment, they were left in wuduan's hands, but in a flash, they showed wuduan's blood mottled arms... The surging vines were hidden killing opportunities.

Although Huameng suddenly shot, but his body shape didn't move. He still sat on the white bear's back and didn't turn around. He just said faintly, "don't worry about him. Let's go first."

He looked at the scars on his hand. It was faint that these scars would be bitten.

But Wuke is mostly used to obeying Huameng. Although he glanced at Nanmen Maple with a little deep meaning, he still picked up the single blade sword, regardless of the blood color on his hand, kept up with the white bear and left at random.

Huameng suddenly hit, Nanmen Maple didn't resist at all, and even couldn't resist. In the twinkling of an eye, Nanmen Maple had a weak consciousness. It seemed that everything was hazy. His mind was full of green mans surging, vast and incomparable. Nanmen Maple felt very small, but he was at a loss for a moment.

Hua Meng didn't know how to do it. With one blow, she not only cut off the vines wrapped around her arms, but even directly smashed the dark armor on Nanmen maple. At the moment, Nanmen Maple was lying in the mud, but he slowly recovered his mind.

I don't know how long it took, Nanmen Maple slowly got up and touched his chest, but he was speechless for a moment, "the green awn of Jianmu seed on his body dissipated, and the Dragon Qi was pressed back into the dragon pattern on his arm..."

Although the body was still muddy, the dark armor also lost its vitality with the calming of the green awn of Jianmu seed and the surging dragon Qi. At the moment, with the South Gate maple, it turned into fly ash without any trace.

"Flower dream?" although there were not many scars on her body, the sudden blow made Nanmen Maple's heart ache. Even at the moment, she still had some pain. "She has the power to suppress Jianmu seeds like Duanmu line... Who is she?"

In the swamp, Nanmen Maple slowly got up and looked around, but he was speechless for a moment. The mud on the ground has solidified for a long time, but Hua Menghe has gone far with Shi Qing

"Chase?" Nanmen Feng asked himself, but then smiled, "why not go?"

The steps faltered, but the maple green clothes at the South Gate took mud, but they ignored it at all. Step by step, they caught up with the traces on the ground.

Beyond the marsh, a valley can be seen faintly. In the distance, there are some continuous mountains, mostly black rocks and few vegetation, just dead trees and stumps.

I don't know whether it's because all the monsters are in the swamp or for other reasons, the valley and the mountains are very quiet.

The white bear doesn't know how long he walked and walked out of the swamp. Huameng was released from the prohibition of the white bear, but it's a pity that the white bear didn't want to resist. After all, Huameng sat on the white bear.

Although he walked out of the swamp for a few moments, the scars on his hands were very good. "Although the means used by Nanmen Maple look amazing, it's not a great threat... If you give me another half a moment..."

"Give you another half a minute, and I'll have to collect the body for you." without missing words, Huameng looked at the distance and said casually, "he has a treasure, but he doesn't control it freely. If he changes to his old master, I'm afraid not only you but also I have to take off a layer of skin."

"... is there such a strong man in the world?!" without a word, I admire Huameng a lot.

Hua Meng didn't elaborate, but touched Shi Qing, who still had some dull eyes in his arms, and said casually, "unfortunately, that guy has not known that he has been dead for thousands of years..."

There was no shortage of hearing the speech, but a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes.

"His things are the bane in anyone's hand. If you go, you don't have to come back." Huameng hasn't turned around, but he has already seen through wuduan's mind and hasn't waited for wuduan to open his mouth. Huameng points to the mountains in the distance. "Let's lead him to overlord villa first and see how high the little guy can jump."

But fortunately, there is no need for Nanmen maple to be more suspicious between the paths. Just go straight ahead.

Perhaps because of the lack of Shiqing and white bear, Nanmen Maple didn't walk fast. It was a feeling of cultivating in those years when walking alone in the mountains and forests. In addition to the bleak mountains, rocks, plants and trees, it was also reluctant to have some old leisure.

Just because he is only a person, Nanmen Maple also has time to feel the seed of Jianmu carefully. On that day, he had a fight with wuduan. Although he awakened the Jianmu seed, he could not control the riot of Jianmu seed. Finally, Huameng sealed the Jianmu seed on Nanmen maple.