God-slaughtering King

Between the lightning and flint, there was a loud noise in the air. Nanmen Maple parried with both hands. The green red wood armor on his chest was damaged again and again, but it was repaired in an instant because of the vitality in the green awn. In such a fight, Nanmen Maple also managed to make more than a dozen moves with Yan Shan.

At the moment, in Yan Hong's eyes in the distance, there was no figure in the field. Just hearing loud noises, he could not distinguish between the enemy and us.

"Sure enough, there are some means..."

Yan Hong looked at the two belligerents in the field and said in his heart that although the fight at the moment had been beyond his expectation, and he didn't even know whether his father was in the upper hand, Yan Hong was calm, because he clearly knew that Yan Shan's means were more than that.

Yan Shan took one hand and suddenly flashed a fierce look in the eyes of Nanmen Feng. He took the initiative to take the hand without parry. He pushed his hand as a hanging hand and gently clasped it on Yan Shan's arm in an instant. One hand clasped his palm and the other hand clasped his arm. His hands crossed, he was going to break Yan Shan's arm!

"Too simple!"

Even Nanmen Maple couldn't help sighing in his heart at the moment. Although he tried to parry several times at the beginning, after more than a dozen moves, Nanmen Feng also found that Yan Shan's moves were single, even disorganized, but the empty door was wide open, and the moves could not be coherent.

Just because the cultivation is strong and powerful, the strength is great and the momentum is heavy. Counting moves in the past, there is no way, but it also seems a lot less. Nanmen Feng had intended to test, but Yan Shan only gave one palm after three moves, as if he really had no backhand.

Nanmen Feng couldn't stand the heat in his heart, but he turned defense into attack and took the lead!

Hang your hands, but in a moment, Nanmen Feng's hands just staggered Yan Shan's wrists. At the moment, it's very simple to do it. But between Nanmen Feng's hands, Yan Shan suddenly woke up and snorted.

"Hum!!!"

There was no movement between Yan Shan's hands, but there was a shock between Nanmen Feng's clasps. The next moment, Nanmen Feng didn't dare to take greedy moves and stepped back.

"Protect the vigorous Qi..."

In front of the main hall, the maple in the South Gate breathed a sigh, but his hands trembled slightly. Yan Shan almost lost his hand during the fight just now. But when I think about it carefully, there is no order between Yan Shan's moves, and I should have thought of it long ago.

"Is it the magic of congenital blood inheritance?"

The figure was confirmed. Yan Shan looked at his arm. At the moment, the long sleeve suddenly cracked and exposed the inner arm. Although there was no trace, the broken long sleeve was very real.

"Good means!!!"

Yan Shan looked at the broken long sleeve, but with a wave, he directly broke the cloth on the arm. Then he looked at the South Gate maple and whispered, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Looking at Yan Shan's action, Nanmen Feng didn't care much, just put on a good posture and said.

"No advice?"

"Domineering villa, villa leader, Yan Shan."

Seeing the posture of Nanmen maple, Yan Shan didn't have any superfluous actions. When he stretched out his hand, he was filled with a faint blue brilliance.

Looking at Yan Shan's brilliance, Nanmen Feng frowned slightly, but his heart was tight, but he said faintly.

"But so..."

Yan Shan heard the speech and looked at the maple at the south gate, but suddenly waved. Several ice dragons suddenly appeared in front of the hall.

Nanmen Feng looked at these ice dragons, and his melancholy did not decrease. "Sure enough, he didn't feel wrong about the body protecting Gang Qi just now. I didn't expect that there would be such a demon family inheriting and practicing with blood in the broken boundary of Southern Xinjiang."

Although he despised everything in his words, Nanmen Maple didn't dare to be bigger at the moment. At the moment, his steps retreated quickly, but he didn't dare to connect. Although the ice dragon turned into a shape, it was made by Yan Shan after all.

"Leave Huogen mountain to the Northeast..."

I don't know if it's the reincarnation of the heavenly way. It has its own number. When it retreats, the maple in the south gate also secretly looked at the terrain. Then he walked around and reluctantly drew a circle, but he stood in the front corner of the hall and used the method of guiding the array outside Shu mountain at the beginning.

At the beginning, Nanmen Maple also used this method at the outer gate of Shushan mountain, but this method of leading the array to break is not small after all. The general situation of the world is as strong as heaven and earth, and it is also as small as square inches. Although Nanmen Maple looks at this terrain, it actually doesn't know how much effect it plays.

Just now, Nanmen Maple has no move, and reluctantly doing it can be regarded as psychological comfort.

Nanmen Feng's feet were steady and his hands were moving, but he suddenly shot at the ice dragon.

Water turns into dragon, fire turns into Phoenix, and ice dragon is the most powerful form of water spirit. But the snake has seven inches, the dragon has inverse scales, and all the dharmas in the world have achievements.

When the ice dragon was approaching, the maple in the south gate made a false lead with one hand and hurriedly made a wrong step, but the other hand stroked along the dragon's head.

"Three feet six inches! Break it!"

Between the lightning and flint, Nanmen Feng suddenly took a hand and clenched his fist. There was a fist under the belly of the ice dragon to break the law. Nanmen Feng had never tried, but today's fist directly smashed the huge ice dragon.

Once he punched, Nanmen Feng suddenly felt cold in his hand, and there was a slight frost on his chest. After all, the ice dragon was a spell. Although Nanmen Feng tried his best to get wrong, he could not help getting a little cold.

But Nanmen Maple had no time to breathe, and several ice dragons came in front of him.

With one move to defeat the enemy, Nanmen maple is confident. His steps are hasty and wrong, and his hands are like shadows. He barely dodges between the ice dragons.

“……”

The ice dragon shot. Yan Shan looked at Nanmen Feng and smashed one of the ice dragons with a fist, but there was no reason to jump between his eyebrows and eyes. Even though Nanmen Maple almost hurt himself, Yan Shan didn't think much of Nanmen maple in his heart, but now Nanmen Maple broke his ice dragon with a fist, and Yan Shan had a slight wave in his heart, not because of Nanmen maple, but because of an old friend.

"Stupid thing..."

In a trance, Yan Shan seemed to think of the man's smiling face. For a moment, he couldn't help scolding. Then he looked at the South Gate maple in the distance and waved it.

Between the ice dragons, Nanmen Feng tried to dodge and broke another ice dragon with a few fists. Although there is green awn to protect the body, Nanmen Maple seems to have endless power in the body, but the breath can't keep up with the moves. Even if there is some spare power in the body, the body shape of Nanmen maple is also a little messy at the moment.

"It's not really physical training."

Once the boxing was solid, Nanmen Feng looked at the last ice dragon in the distance, his heart was also slightly relaxed, but then he also sighed. At this moment, Nanmen Feng also understood the gap between himself and the real physical cultivation. In the end, it was still far away.

"The last punch."

A simple thought flashed. The maple in the south gate was about to take a step, but his body was cold. His eyes saw a layer of white frost between the green and red wood armor, "when

The white frost solidified and spread in an instant. Although it only blocked the South Gate maple for a moment, the ice dragon in the distance rushed to the South Gate maple and swallowed it.

Instant freeze!

He made several moves and struggled hard, but he couldn't resist such a moment.

Yan Shan came in a flash and stood in front of the South Gate maple, smiling.

"I hate you bastards who have developed limbs but lack brains... Baby, it's mine."

In addition to Yan Shan's words, he held the frozen Nanmen maple in the air, holding it in the air, but the ice burst open.

Yan Shan looked at Nanmen maple in the sky, but he frowned slightly.

"Not dead?!"

In the middle of the sky, the maple face at the south gate was blue and purple, covered with a layer of frost, but there was still a little anger.

Yan Shan frowned. Although under such freezing, Nanmen Maple should explode with the ice, but now Yan Shan doesn't want to think about the reason. He holds it falsely. The frost suddenly solidifies and gathers on Nanmen maple, but it freezes Nanmen Maple again.

The frost burst open, but Yan Shan's eyebrows were still frowning, and the life of Nanmen Maple was not exhausted.

“？！”

At this moment, Yan Shan finally noticed the difference of Nanmen maple, but he still called out the ice to freeze Nanmen maple.

In the frost, Nanmen Maple whispered silently in his heart.

"It's so hot... It's so hot..."

The fight with Yan Shan was just less than a cup of tea. Nanmen Maple allowed Qing mang to enter the body. For a moment, he didn't look at the changes of Qing mang. Until Yan Shan acted at the moment, countless thoughts suddenly burst into his mind.

It's too hot, green and lush, hiding endless vitality. At the moment, there's no sign of him in the head of Nanmen maple.

Nanmen Maple didn't realize that the green awn attached to the tree seed had such strong power. Even if it was born without owner and spirit, it was enough to make Nanmen Maple feel very difficult just by pouring into Nanmen Maple's body.

Fortunately, Nanmen Maple was poisoned by the blue and purple spider mother, and all his flesh and skin were destroyed. This body was made of green Mans. In addition, the yuan body was damaged and the meridians were broken, but he also resisted the surging green Mans.

In the final analysis, Nanmen Maple has no power to control the green awn. With the exertion of Yan Shan's power and the ice, Nanmen Maple not only doesn't feel the power of Yan Shan's ice magic, but just feels that the green awn in his body seems to flourish with the ice cold.

Before the hall, at this moment, Yan Shan finally realized the abnormality of Nanmen maple.

The South Gate maple in the ice not only does not show fatigue, but even more vitality.

"The seed of Jianmu?!"

Even though Yan Shan is not familiar with the species of Jianmu, he is aware of the difference of Nanmen Maple at the moment.

Yan Shan is looking at it carefully. The next moment, the frozen ice of the sealed maple in the South Gate suddenly splits and suddenly breaks. Between the ice all over the sky, Yan Shan's face changes and reaches out for a stop. The next moment, it suddenly flies out!

Domineering villa, Yan Shan was hit by a nobody?!

"Dad!?"

Although Yan Hong was standing in the distance, he didn't know what had happened for a moment, but Yan Shan suddenly flew out backwards. He couldn't help but shout loudly and wanted to help. But the next moment, Yan Shan stabilized his body, waved and drank back Yan Hong, and then looked at the Nanmen Maple gradually showing its body in the distance.

Between the green and red wood armours, there was a faint green awn. The maple in the south gate was slightly red, and there were some blood in his eyes. He looked at Yan Hong, but he didn't speak.

Nanmen maple is just standing in the air, but the momentum is already different.

"You go first."

Yan Shan took a look at Nanmen maple, but he didn't make a move, but explained to Yan Hong.