God-slaughtering King

"I'm all right!" the South Gate shouted fiercely, but he seemed to be short of breath. The body of the South Gate Road was shocked. He saw the South Gate's left arm drooping, bleeding, and a long cut in his chest.

The crowd kept coming, and the South Gate couldn't hold on.

"Hold on, they'll be back soon!" shouted the south gate, pulled up the south gate and jumped into the South Gate's house.

Nanmen Dao believes in Nanmen Feng's strength. Even he can't hurt a penny. How can these people be below the real environment?

"Climb over the wall and attack back and forth!" Ning Zhirong did not mess in the face of danger and commanded the crazy crowd. Ning Yutang and Guan Yangxi on one side were pale and lost.

"Don't be so troublesome." the South Gate Maple shouted loudly. Like a tiger rushing down the mountain into the crowd, there were four screams and broken limbs and arms flying everywhere. Each sword will take away several fresh lives.

Originally, there were more than 500 people. At this time, there were less than 400 people left. In just a quarter of an hour, more than 100 people have fallen outside the south gate.

The crowd blinded by the killing surrounded Nanmen maple in the middle, and the streamer fell towards the blue figure and fell on Nanmen maple.

The cloak had long disappeared, and the ferocious face was covered with blood. The green clothes became wisps of cloth hanging on the body, and the jade like skin was bathed in the light of blood.

The crowd was desperate to find that the attack on Nanmen Maple was like a spray of water. When it fell on the lake, it could only ripple. The knife and sword cut on Nanmen maple, as if it were cut on steel and iron bones, leaving no mark, but numbing his arm.

"Is this still human?"

"What kind of monster is he?"

Despair began to spread in his heart. The crowd kept falling. Nanmen Maple was holding Xuanyuan sword like a killing machine, harvesting fresh lives one by one.

"Run! He's a monster!"

I do not know who shouted, the crowd immediately began to disperse and fled in all directions.

Nanmen Maple searched in the crowd. Ning Yutang and Guan Yangxi fled to the south of Panshi town surrounded by dozens of people.

"You must die!" Nanmen Feng moved at the bottom of his feet, left others behind and chased in the direction of Ning Yutang and Guan Yangxi.

"Go, master!"

Seeing the South Gate Maple chasing, the crowd suddenly separated more than a dozen people across the middle of the road and blocked the way. Anger and fear intertwined in his eyes. Qi roared and risked his life to kill Nanmen maple.

"Good man!" Nanmen Feng trembled at the bottom of his heart and swept the Xuanyuan sword in his hand. The dozen people who killed only felt a gust of breeze blowing around him, and immediately his eyes were lax and fell down.

Although Nanmen Feng doesn't want to kill them, these are the real core forces of Ning and Guan. Staying alive for a day is a big trouble for Nanmen family.

You can't stay!

In the blink of an eye, the distance from Ning Yutang and Guan Yangxi was less than 100 feet. At this time, it had entered the center of Panshi town. The crowd around looked at the scene in amazement, unbelievable.

"My God! Isn't that the owner of Ning and Guan?"

"They seem to be running away. Who dares to chase them? Is it the Nanmen family?"

"Look, it looks like him!"

The crowd saw a ragged, almost naked, bloody figure galloping forward. The target was the people of Ning and Guan families who were frantically fleeing in front.

At a distance of 100 feet, the eight changes of the wind spread out, but between breathing.

Ning Yutang heard the wind blowing overhead and looked up. He saw a figure passing by and falling in front of him. It was the murderer!

Xuanyuan's sword was horizontal, and all the people stopped suddenly. They looked timidly at the killing God in front of them, and an idea rose in their hearts at the same time, "it's over!"

"Who are you? How much hatred there is between us, why do you want to help Nanmen family? What benefits have they given you?"

Ning Yutang roared wildly with red eyes. At this time, he was not afraid and just wanted to die to understand.

Nanmen Feng said coldly, "master Ning is so forgetful. Look at the sword in my hand. Will you think of anything?"

"You?" Ning Yutang stared at the long sword in the maple's hand at the south gate. The golden long sword was full of blood and gave off a flirtatious and dark light in the sun. "It seems that I've seen this sword somewhere."

"You are Nanmen Maple!" Guan Yangxi screamed, pointing to Nanmen maple, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Nanmen Feng?" Ning Yutang suddenly remembered that the sword was made by Nanmen Feng three years ago, "but isn't he dead?"

His eyes moved to the face full of scars and blood. Although his face was completely destroyed, there was still the shadow of Nanmen maple, "I see!"

Ning Yutang sighed and murmured, "there is a Kirin in the Nanmen family, and heaven is going to kill my Ning family. I Ning Yutang is ashamed of the ancestors of the Ning family!"

A trace of intolerance flashed in Nanmen Feng's eyes. Although the three families have many grievances over the years, after all, they also live in Panshi town. "As long as the two owners make a decision, I can let others go."

"Ha ha!" Ning Yutang said with a wild laugh, "I'll kill my family. Will you let them go? When I'm a three-year-old child?"

Nanmen Feng said faintly, "Ning and Guan families, children and people who don't practice martial arts, my Nanmen family won't move!"

Ning Yutang was shocked and said loudly, "seriously!"

"Do you think these people can stop me?"

Ning Yutang was stunned. More than 500 people were killed by Nanmen Feng and fled. Can a mere 20 people stop him? With a wry smile, he said, "I hope you keep your word!"

The sword fell from his hand, and blood gushed from his neck. Ning's house was over.

"Grandpa." nanmenqing sat down dissatisfied, bowed her head and said nothing.

"I also agree with feng'er." the South Gate said fiercely, "it's just a thousand people in the south gate. Where can we go?"

Nanmen Feng said, "I've thought about this for a long time. Something big will happen in chiyun Congress six months later. If Ziyun university is still there, you'll take everyone to Ziyun university to find Wang Sheng, and he will naturally receive you."

"If things change, the Nanmen family can only go away and hide their names. Ning Zhirong will try her best to revenge."

Ziyun university?

Chiyun country is famous. Everyone knows it. At this time, Nanmen Dao remembered that more than two years ago, Prince 8 sent someone to inform Nanmen Feng of his death and sent two heavy gifts. It seemed that he had mentioned the name of King Sheng at that time.

That's King Wu, God like existence!

What has nanmenfeng experienced in the past three years, which can make a king of martial arts pay so much attention to it!

"What are you talking about?" Nanmen Dao was surprised. Ziyun university is the power of the Royal cloud family, and can it threaten the existence of the royal family?

Nanmen Feng shook his head and said, "don't mention anything about Ziyun university to anyone in the family. Just do as I say. There are still some resources here that should be able to support for a while."

The more than ten storage bags taken from the emperor's tomb, Nanmen maple, have been placed in the ring. They have never seen it. They simply take out one and give it to Nanmen Road, Grandpa three.

Once the Nanmen family leaves Panshi Town, it means rootless duckweed. Everything needs to start from scratch and needs a lot of wealth to support it.

Nanmen Dao did not refuse, put away the storage bag and said, "don't you come with us?"

Nanmen Feng shook his head and said, "I have something else to do. I must go to wanjianzong."

"Wan Jianzong?" the South Gate said in a startled voice, "didn't wan Jianzong give you a kill order? Where else are you going to do?"

Nanmen Feng said with a smile, "it's all a thing of the past. It's settled. Grandpa three, you'll order it now and everyone will start tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Will it be too urgent?"

Nanmen has a big family and a big business. One day is really not enough. But Nanmen Feng was pressed for time and couldn't stay at Nanmen's house. He didn't trust to leave.

Can only give up some things, as long as people live, everything can start again. Besides, those messy things are useless.

Nanmen family, which had just won a big victory, began to get busy before it had time to celebrate.

At this time, in a secret room of the Ning family, a seven or eight year old boy was sleeping in the arms of a gloomy looking woman.

"Nanmen family, I Ning Zhirong swear that one day I will kill you all!"

Panshi Town, except for the south gate, is silent.

People have not come out of the shock of the day. Three years after nanmenfeng left, he not only came back from the dead, but also destroyed Ning and Guan in one fell swoop.

After Panshi Town, it will be called Nanmen!

They are all waiting for the call of the new master of Panshi Town, Nanmen family.

Two days later, people found that there was no action at Nanmen's house, and surprisingly no one appeared in Panshi town. When all the brave people entered the south gate home, they were surprised to find that the huge south gate home was empty.

Nanmen family has left such a big family business and disappeared!

After a short shock, there was ecstasy. The three families in Panshi town disappeared at the same time, leaving such a big family property to be theirs from now on.

People began to act crazily, shuttling between the industries of Gu, Ning and Guan.

Meng Hongda, the mayor of Panshi Town, was busy with his fat body. One shop and one mineral belonged to him.

There is no Nanmen in Panshi Town, but Meng!

After seeing off the Nanmen family, Nanmen Feng entered the Yushan mountains and flew in the direction of wanjianzong. More than a thousand miles away, I came to Jianfeng the next morning.

With the deepening understanding of the sword meaning, Nanmen Maple looked up at the sword peak again, and only felt a awe inspiring sword meaning soaring into the sky. Jianfeng, it's not easy!

Set foot on Jianfeng and go all the way, unimpeded. After an hour, I came to the inner gate and looked at the sword Pavilion nearby. I could remember the scene of breaking into the sword pavilion that day.

Maybe that's why I became a teacher and apprentice with my master.

He walked slowly to the sword Pavilion shrouded in sword Qi. Just stepped into ten feet, an invisible pressure came. To the surprise of Nanmen Feng, it was several times stronger than the pressure he encountered last time in the spirit realm.

Nanmen Feng was curious. It seems that the pressure here is different according to different accomplishments.

At that time, I was ignorant. Now I want to know the details of wanjianzong. It is better than those large doors. Only a sword peak and the stone sword in the sword tower have immeasurable value.

This is the holy land of sword menders.

Nine feet away from Jiange, the pressure suddenly increased, twice as much as before. Nanmenfeng's body was shocked and paused, and his steps continued to step down.

Pressing down Zhenyuan and Jianyi, who are ready to move, just rely on the strength of the body to resist this pressure.

Eight feet, the pressure doubled again, the maple steps in the South Gate suddenly sank, the stones under the feet cracked in response, and stepped down again.

Seven feet, six feet, five feet