God-slaughtering King

Nanmen Feng is ashamed of this sword. If he confronts Zhao Gongtai, he will lose the battle in a few moves. Not to mention him, even if he is the guard of Yidao and the cultivation of the triple heaven peak of daomen territory, he still needs to hang some colors on his body in the face of this sword. He can't resist it!

Nalan felt that a gentle force wrapped him up, so he was very surprised. If Zhao Gongtai didn't give a sword, Nanmen Feng's move would surely let him spend a few months on his bed.

So Nalan stabilized his figure. He took off and threw away the shoes with worn soles, and then threw a grateful look at Zhao Gongtai.

At this time, Zhao Gongtai slowly took back his sword and gradually looked good. Nalan has always been regarded by him as a descendant. Although he has no name of a teacher and apprentice, he still has the reality of a teacher and apprentice. How could he hurt his disciples so much?

Nanmen Feng also took back his sword. With a wave of his palm, he took away the energy in the whole set.

Zhao Gongtai stepped out and waved his palm. A large number of pills flew towards each disciple and said, "don't talk too much. Refine quickly."

Immediately, each disciple did not dare to neglect. After receiving the pill, he sat cross legged and began to operate the skill to heal the wound.

At this time, Zhao Gongtai breathed a long sigh of relief. This battle made him very worried. The strength of the sword array has damaged most of the pit. It will take at least ten days and a half months to recover.

"Younger martial brother Feng's Kendo is really profound. When you were your age, you mentioned a wooden sword to test the disciples of Chunhu sect. Compared with you, you are not worth mentioning." so Zhao Gongtai smiled with shame and said with a bitter smile.

Nanmen Feng didn't dare to hold up. Although he could defeat the sword array presided over by Nalan, it doesn't mean that he can compete with Zhao Gongtai. After all, Zhao Gongtai can be counted as the top ten in the whole Spring Lake patriarch, and his Kendo cultivation is also in the top three. Naturally, he didn't dare to be lazy.

Then he turned and smiled. A card in his sleeve robe flashed and slipped out, and the contribution point went to each disciple.

At this moment, each disciple got ten points of contribution, which made them very happy. Nanmen Feng's move was also to consolidate his position and win people's hearts. At the moment, although these disciples were injured, their faces were smiling and happy.

"Where, it's just a fluke. Elder martial brother Zhao praised me wrongly. I don't deserve to mention his Kendo cultivation with elder martial brother Zhao." Nanmen Feng smiled modestly. Instead of being proud of defeating the sword array practiced by Zhao Gongtai every day, he faced Zhao Gongtai with an extremely humble attitude.

Zhao Gongtai saw that Nanmen Feng was very modest and proud. Since Nanmen Feng gave him face, he naturally wouldn't hit him in the face, so he brushed his sleeve and said: "Younger martial brother Feng is modest. Although the sword array is strong, it has a limit, and you can break it with the strength of the double heaven of daomen territory, which shows that your ability is not small, and at your age, you will certainly be able to engrave such a stroke on the list of the strong in the eight wastelands in the future."

They talked and laughed. Nalan on the side was also a fast running skill, and the skill of Chunhu sect was also unusual. After the tea time, each disciple's injury was healed, and he slowly withdrew with the contribution point given to him by Nanmen maple.

Nalan moved and quickly grabbed Nanmen maple. He then gave a respectful gift to Nanmen maple and said seriously, "Uncle Lin's strength is really not a false name. Nalan has seen it this time. I hope Nalan's rudeness before can be forgiven by Uncle Lin."

Seeing Nalan like this, Nanmen Feng nodded with satisfaction. If Nalan had been a little dissatisfied with Nanmen Feng before, now he was completely convinced by Nanmen Feng, and it was from the bottom of his heart.

Nanmen Feng was about to lift Nalan up and said with a smile: "martial nephew, don't be polite. Let him go in the past. Practice hard in the future and strive to break through the Taoist gate as soon as possible. At that time, you can contribute to the sect."

Seeing this, Nalan was grateful and shed tears. It seems that he underestimated the generosity of Nanmen maple and immediately bowed his hand and said, "Nalan will not disappoint the great expectations of martial uncle."

At this time, Zhao Gongtai also came slowly, patted Nalan on the shoulder and said: "this time, you have to thank uncle Lin more. Although you returned from this tragic defeat, you asked yourself if you didn't understand the true meaning of the Taoist realm. It's better to go back and close the gate than not to leave the gate."

Nalan immediately bowed his hands and vowed, "yes, it's better to pass the gate than the gate!"

Seeing Nalan's state of mind did not fall because of his disastrous defeat, Zhao Gongtai was relieved. Martial arts is the most important state of mind. If the state of mind falls, the state of mind will stagnate and never want to make a breakthrough again.

Then, Nalan bowed his hands to Nanmen Feng and Zhao Gongtai and left with a smile. He was very excited and ran to his residence, because he felt that the opportunity to break through the Taoist gate was coming!

First of all, the Dharma protector came forward and stopped the disciple. One hand of Zhenyuan erupted from his hand and isolated the disciple in the air.

The disciple felt that his body could not move, so he calmed down, asked the three Nanmen Feng good and saluted one after another.

As soon as Zhao Gong's mesa color changed, he scolded: "flustered, what's it like? You're not afraid of other people's jokes."

The fear on the disciple's face seemed as if he had encountered Sn extremely terrible things. Now he still stood there like a frightened bird.

Nanmen Feng wondered what could have made the disciple on the 11th floor of the training period so nervous, and he still looked hurt.

"Didn't you hear what the elder asked you? Are you deaf?" the Dharma protector was very dissatisfied with the disciple's rudeness and shouted.

The disciple trembled in an instant. After all, the strong man in the Taoist sect didn't blow. Just a sound was enough to make him afraid.

"Dharma protector, demon cultivation, just now a demon cultivation came forward and tore up senior brother Li who was patrolling with me, and beat me like this. If I hadn't been smart and rushed to the imperial clan, the demon cultivation wouldn't dare to move forward. I'm afraid I'm already divided at the moment," the disciple said with a trembling voice, extremely careful and frightened.

After hearing the news, Nanmen Feng looked at Zhao Gongtai and felt the crisis.

So Zhao Gongtai stepped forward and waved his palm to break the real yuan of Dharma protector and rescue the disciples. He looked dignified and asked sternly, "where is this demon cultivation at the moment?"

The disciple's legs trembled under this powerful pressure, so an inexplicable sense of fear arose spontaneously and said carefully, "run."

Nanmen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He had just killed one of the demons. How could one come so soon? It seems that these demons are provoking the majesty of the whole Chunhu sect.

After hearing this, Zhao Gongtai was so angry that he threw his disciples in the distance and said to Nanmen Feng and Dharma protector, "follow me, arrogant demon cultivation. Today I'll let your blood splash on the spot!"

Boom

His breath burst out, his clothes were immediately inflated by the breath, and his eyebrows were frowned. At the moment, he seemed to be extremely angry.

Nanmen Feng nodded with the Dharma protector, picked up his arms and got ready.

"Hum, beast, I will kill you today." the strong breath became stronger and stronger, until the Dharma protector was a little surprised.

The disciple fell to the ground and dared not speak any more. He just pointed out the direction of the demon cultivation to Zhao Gongtai and left immediately.

Nanmen Feng, holding the thunder sword, took the lead in turning into a streamer and then ran away. For these demons, he wanted to know their origin and whether Yixin silently contributed to the flames behind them.

If Yi Xin is the behind the scenes leader of this group of demon cultivation, it shows that Yi Feng is very dangerous at the moment. When the City Master goes out, the housekeeper is afraid to be too busy to take care of it.

After seeing Nanmen maple leave, Zhao Gong's mesa looked angry. The fiery red Zhenyuan wrapped around him and followed Nanmen Maple closely. Therefore, the Dharma protector also followed him, ready to send out. Three streamers shuttled through Chunhu sect, like a meteor in the sky.

Boom

Nanmen Maple took the lead in landing and stepped on a big stone, which turned into powder in an instant.

So he looked down to the ground. The corpse was already separated. He could only see the decoration of his disciples, but it was also stained with blood. All his internal organs and blood were evacuated and lying on the ground like a man. It looked very miserable.

Immediately, Zhao Gongtai and his wife also came to hear the sound and came one after another. After seeing the bodies on the ground, they were extremely complicated.

"Bastard, I think chunhuzong is a soft persimmon. It's only a few days now, and several disciples have encountered accidents." Zhao Gongtai was furious and almost roared.

Nanmen Feng felt a little around and didn't find anything different. He punched a big pit on the ground and put the disciple's body in. Then he waved again to form a simple tomb.

"Twenty feet in the southeast, there is a faint smell." the black bear suddenly made a sound from the jade pendant and passed into the maple in the south gate.

The South Gate Maple sneered a few times, and then the black gold dagger slipped out of his sleeve. The momentum increased sharply. Urged by Zhenyuan, it swept to the southeast like a streamer.

Zhao Gongtai wondered what Nanmen Feng was doing. If Nanmen Feng sensed the enemy, Zhao Gongtai naturally didn't believe it. He didn't notice anything with his strength. Nanmen Feng's strength was far inferior to him. How could it be?

With a scream, the blood rose directly into the sky and sprayed on a big tree.

Nanmen Feng jumped up and rushed there. He saw a demon Xiu fall to the ground and insert a black gold dagger deep into his eyes. The corners of his mouth turned purple, which was no different from the man he had killed earlier. It seems that he is the same demon Xiu who killed the disciple.

When Zhao Gongtai came, the ancient sword slipped and fell. One sword was to cut off the man's arm. The arm was crushed by the sword spirit. Then the tip of the ancient sword pointed to demon Xiu and went away with a powerful sword momentum.

Poof

The devil repaired a mouthful of blood gushed out, and there was more than blood on his eyes and shoulders. However, he reluctantly smiled and asked Nanmen Feng, "how did you find me?"

The maple in the south gate was silent, so Zhao Gongtai asked, "did you kill my Chunhu sect disciple?"

Devil Xiu smiled, as if he was laughing at Zhao Gongtai. He grinned and said, "so what, so what? You Chunhu sect just oppresses people by force and fight alone. I am not afraid of any of you!"