God-slaughtering King

"Die!" Gou Xun decided that Nanmen Maple was dying, but he didn't dare to be careless. Madly urging Zhenyuan all over the body, a blue water dragon roared out.

The crowd trembled. This attack was no worse than the four layers of martial arts in the real world. If ye Liangchen was in its heyday, it would be all right. Now it's dangerous!

Boom!

The Dragon roared and the water splashed everywhere. A huge storm spread on the platform and rolled in all directions.

The two figures retreated violently at the same time. The green shadow retreated to the edge of the platform. Suddenly, it was shocked. The long sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, so he didn't fall off the stage.

Blue shadow was not so lucky. It flew straight off the platform, and the nearby people retreated and landed. If the Shizhang high platform is blasted down, even the real martial arts will die.

The South Gate Maple pulled out the Xuanyuan sword, staggered to the center of the platform, quickly took a pill and sat down on the spot. His left arm was penetrated by blood, his chest was blackened, and his clothes were broken behind. It was terrible.

Aoshan's eyebrows in one corner were wrinkled and his eyes were shining. It seemed that he wanted to see some clues on Nanmen maple. A moment later, he murmured, "can't he really support it?"

The pill had just gone down, and it was too late to dissolve it. A figure jumped onto the stage again. The visitor was also on the third floor of the real world. Nanmen Feng smiled secretly. It seems that the strength of the remaining people on the last day is obviously a little worse.

On that day, Wang Sheng came to power, which has explained that nanmenfeng belongs to Ziyun University. Now it is natural to challenge the power of baiyuezong.

Nanmen maple is welcome.

The old trick was repeated. Nanmen Maple controlled the speed and received a move on his back and chest respectively. There was an immortal golden body formula to protect his body, but his flesh and skin hurt. The green clothes are fragmented, transparent in front and back, and it will be very cool when the eight changes of the wind are unfolded.

After dragging half a column of incense, nanmenfeng suddenly turned back and killed it with a sword, ending the farce.

Ao Shan was black and didn't speak. At the moment, he finally understood that Nanmen Feng was acting. It seems that it may fall down at any time, but the last attack of defection, Zhenyuan's thick and calm breath, how can you hide the Ao mountain with the cultivation of King Wu close at hand.

Even many people in the audience saw the mystery. They looked strangely at the South Gate maple on the stage. It was deliberately making trouble and blocking the worship of the moon!

At the same time, I have to admire Nanmen Feng's courage. He almost killed Wu Huang's brother-in-law. Now he came out alive to make trouble. Isn't he afraid to settle accounts after Baiyue zongqiu?

There is a good play to see. Naturally, the crowd don't want to miss it. They are waiting to see how Baiyue Zong should deal with it.

"Good boy, it's interesting." a red faced man shouted in the stands, ignoring the gloomy face of the people of the moon worship sect nearby.

King Sheng smiled and murmured, "this boy's ability to make trouble is really unusual."

There was a faint smile on the proud face of a young man in white on the west side, "I really hope to fight with you, but now you are still a little weak."

The old man surnamed Feng looks gloomy and can drip water. If he dies and loses, will the family be suppressed by the Xia family for hundreds of years? He is unwilling!

Seeing that no one came on stage again, Nanmen Feng sat down and began to pretend to deal with the wound and restore Zhenyuan. At this time, the real yuan consumption in the body is less than 40%, and there is no burden on the three layers of martial arts in the upper real world. It's hard to say if you come to the four layers of the real world.

Little by little, time has passed. It's time to make progress. No one is still willing to take the stage. Nanmenfeng lost one person and cut two people in a row. No one dared to challenge on the stage.

Nanmen Feng stood up. Zhenyuan recovered completely. He glanced at the crowd and said loudly, "which friend came to the stage to give advice?"

Quiet!

Are you kidding? There were six wars in total. Four people died miserably, one was seriously injured, and only one survived. Who else would be willing to come up and die?

With Aoshan's words, Nanmen Feng suddenly moved his body and knocked the man off the stage with a punch.

Jiyang only felt a great force coming, knew that he would die, and gave up resistance with his eyes. His body was still in the air, and his eyes suddenly brightened, "I'm not dead!". Looking at the lonely green shadow on the stage, my heart is full of gratitude.

Nanmen Feng suddenly felt inexplicably sad at the bottom of his heart. Why was human nature so cold and warm? With a slight sigh, he jumped down from the challenge arena amid the exclamation of the crowd and walked towards his residence without looking back.

Since he came to the different world, nanmenfeng is no longer a compassionate person, but he always adheres to a principle in his heart. People don't offend me and I don't offend.

In just a few years, many people died in his hands. But everyone has his way to death. He kills someone for no reason. Nanmen Feng asks himself that he has passed the barrier in his heart.

Nanmen Maple's departure surprised many people. Shisheng was already in his bag, but he gave up. Wang Sheng brightened his eyes leisurely, smiled and murmured, "I didn't read you wrong, but it's a pity that we don't have the fate of teachers and disciples."

The red faced man turned to Wang Sheng and shouted, "good boy, Yunsheng. You're lucky."

Aoshan on the platform is cold and disdainful. "The benevolence of women and men can't go far in the cruel martial world."

Without troublemakers, the selection went very smoothly, but the crowd looked dull. When it was getting late, two more men of ten victories appeared.

This is the end of the selection. A total of twenty-eight people won ten. Next, the new emperor selected ten of these twenty-eight people as his disciples.

As no one expected, these ten people belong to different families and sects in chiyun country. These forces will follow the lead of the worship of the moon horse from now on.

A huge force has been formed, pointing at the Royal cloud family. Once Baiyue sect and Tiansha sect form an alliance three months later, I'm afraid more forces will turn to Baiyue sect.

At that time, the chiyun kingdom will change the world. The crowd was vaguely aware of a dignified breath. The air was filled with a suffocating breath because of the coming war.

The square was brightly lit, and the worship ceremony was going on in an orderly manner. Xin Ao Han Huang stood on the platform, ten disciples of the Wu Emperor lined up, and the crowd made loud congratulations from time to time.

At this time, Nanmen Feng had already returned to his residence. When Zhenyuan was running, his left arm was still a little blocked. He took out a magic medicine and was ready to cultivate the immortal golden body.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a lonely and indifferent voice came, "brother Nanmen, Leng qianao asked to see you."

"How could it be him?" the maple eyebrows in the South Gate picked up. He immediately thought that Shi Yu could recognize him, and Leng qianao could recognize him. He immediately put away the elixir and got up to open the door.

White clothes are better than snow. There is a faint smile on his handsome and proud face. His breath is introverted and stable. There are four floors in the real world! Nanmen Feng was a little discouraged. He had a god killing tower in his hand. He spent several times more time than them, and his cultivation was still opened. "Is talent really that bad?"

"Not welcome?" Leng qianao said faintly.

Nanmen Feng said with a smile, "brother Leng is joking. Please sit down."

Leng qianao wrinkled slightly, waved Zhenyuan over the stone stool in the yard, and then sat down slowly. Nanmen Feng couldn't help laughing and sat down opposite him.

"Brother Leng is looking for me. Do you have any advice?"

Leng qianao didn't answer the question, "how did you come out of the emperor's tomb? Did the emperor give it to the cloud family?"

I didn't expect Leng qianao to be so direct. These problems are very important. I'm afraid their friendship hasn't reached this stage yet! Nanmen Feng looked cold and said faintly, "I also inexplicably touched the array and went out of the emperor's tomb. As for the emperor's reading said by brother Leng, I haven't seen it, let alone handed it to the cloud family."

Seeing Nanmen Feng's refusal, Leng qianao smiled dismissively and said slowly, "it's no secret what happened in the imperial city of chiyun country three months ago. Juejian Valley has heard of it although the news is closed. What makes the old emperor of the cloud family give a jade card symbolizing his identity to a disciple in the real world? It's thought-provoking."

"Why do you think the moon worship sect suddenly formed an alliance with the Tiansha sect? The Tiansha sect and our juejian Valley share half of the Tianxing kingdom. The moon worship sect may be a big Mac in chiyun Kingdom, but it seems far from good in our juejian valley."

"It is well known that the worship of the moon sect wants to use the Tiansha sect to deal with the cloud family. But why does the Tiansha sect want to use the worship of the moon sect to fight against our juejian Valley?"

"What's the reason why Baiyue sect wants to form an alliance with Tiansha sect at the risk of offending juejian valley. Brother Nanmen, have you thought about it?"

Nanmen Maple's face sank and said faintly, "you mean..."

"Yes!" Leng qianao continued, "there is only one reason, that is, baiyuezong didn't swallow the strength of the cloud family alone! Everyone knows that the old emperor is about to die. What is baiyuezong worried about?"

"There is only one reason, that is, fear of a new emperor. Nanmen Feng, do you still deny the emperor's idea?"

Boom!

Nanmen Feng looked stunned and his thoughts flew around. As expected, a large number of disciples should not be underestimated. Leng qianao's analysis is good, which is the closest to the truth.

Unexpectedly, things became more complicated because of him. These Sheng kings should have thought of it long ago, but they didn't say it. From the old emperor to the king Sheng, the cloud family's attitude towards Nanmen Maple moved him very much.

Nanmen Feng was very moved that Emperor Wu, the supreme emperor, could treat him with this attitude.

Nanmen Feng will not be loyal to any force or anyone, but he will never forget those who are good to him.

"Brother Leng, what do you want to do after all? Nanmen Feng still doesn't understand Leng qianao's intention until now. He won't admit anything before that.

Leng qianao said in a deep voice: "Jue Jian Valley needs an ally, and this ally must have strong enough power!"

"I believe that the cloud family needs an ally more urgently than juejian Valley at this time."

Nanmen Feng frowned. Leng qianao was right. Juejian Valley can wait, and the cloud family can't wait. Once Baiyue sect and Tiansha sect form an alliance, the cloud family must be the first one.

Even if the old emperor lives 20 years longer, will the Tiansha sect have no Wu Emperor? If the war breaks out, it will be an endless situation, and it will be difficult to control at that time.

The attitude of juejian Valley depends on whether the military emperor of the cloud family can pass on smoothly.

At this time, there was no need to hide it. Nanmen Feng said slowly, "I gave it to the old emperor more than three months ago."

If so, Leng qianao was relieved and just said, "according to brother Nanmen, can the old emperor wait until the new emperor comes out?"

The maple in the South Gate flashed his eyes and said faintly, "brother Leng has lost his word!"