God-slaughtering King

"What a arrogant boy! Even if you rob the altar, you have seriously injured hundreds of people! You have abandoned them all!"

When Nanmen Maple smiled and sent Huang Xuan to the Taoist altar, a figure rushed to the horizon, like a sharp blade cutting through the sea of consciousness of Nanmen maple.

A young man with short stature and fierce eyes could not help roaring when he heard the gloating voice. Blood had flowed from the corners of his mouth.

He was so angry that he made people vomit blood.

These two people are not young. They have lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Their greed, anger and infatuation have not gone at all. They are still growing with the precipitation of years.

Nothing is more poisonous than the heart!

An hour later, hundreds of figures suddenly appeared outside the martial arts exercise with a burst of space distortion, and a green figure attracted more and more attention.

Not only because of his ragged clothes and looming skin, but also because of her beauty and a large pool of blood on her chest, but also because she represents the hope of a force.

The green scorpion is Xiaoxiao in the East. His life is in danger. He faints in the square. His Dantian is broken like a little in red.

"Xiaoxiao!"

At this meeting, it's finally the turn of the young man named serious tens of thousands of years old to spit blood!

Schadenfreude should never be too timely. The world is changing. No one knows what will happen next.

"Hahaha! The proud disciples of the supreme hall are really strong! If you want to die, you should dress decently and run out to die!"

Elder Diao Xi Diao of the Xiuzhen alliance finally got angry.

Countless people have never been able to understand why these two forces, who like to work in collusion on weekdays, are willing to fight to the death in front of the public. Even if it's just for a mouth addiction, even if the originator is still free, they can't stop them from intriguing in pain.

People's hearts are often so terrible!

……

"Is that you? Have you seen enough these years?"

Nanmen Feng closed his sword and looked at the visitor coldly. A group of anger was burning slowly in his chest. His chest was very hot. He wanted to vent!

"Boy, I thought you were number one. After all, it's not easy to cultivate so strong. I didn't expect you to have a wild heart except for the way! You ruined the lives of more than 800 people!"

The visitor carries a red sword and wears a dark blue Taoist robe. He has long hair, exquisite facial features and a bit of obscure temperament in his noble temperament.

Jealousy, jealousy, arrogance? Another person similar to Sun Jian, look more at their so-called Dalits, do you think their eyes are dirty?

The visitor's eyes looking at Nanmen Maple were very cold, as if he wanted to look at Nanmen Maple into an ice sculpture. He didn't feel dirty, but his eyes were full of disdain.

"Boy, you've been a devil all the way. Now it's time to put down the butcher's knife. Otherwise, we'll walk on behalf of heaven!"

"What bothers me most is you people! It's disgusting to play cool and pretend to be noble. I keep saying that you walk for heaven! Will heaven like you? Does heaven authorize you? What did you do earlier?"

Nanmenfeng listened to the words "walking for heaven", and the palm couldn't help spitting out Jinglei sword pills. The air suddenly solidified in the cold light huff and puff!

"Do you want to do it?"

"Yes! How many people have they hurt since they entered the martial arts arena? Have you ever taken care of them! When I clean them up, you can't help it at last? Are you one of them?"

The fire in his chest burned more and more, and the man in front of him disgusted him.

In Nanmen Feng's eyes, through the man's cold expression, he seemed to see a solid and thick barrier.

"Tube? Why should I? Those of them are to blame. We, the proud sons of heaven, went to Kunpeng forest to find a glimmer of hope for all sentient beings. What kind of rubbish is that? How dare we covet the Taoist altar! If we really take it away, it will be a waste of money!"

The visitor's tone is still as cold as frost, and his eyes are full of disdain for all sentient beings. This is a bastard!

"What are you? You keep saying that you are looking for a glimmer of hope for all living beings. How many years have passed, where is the hope? In the end, it's not your own family! Have you ever taken care of other people's life and death? It's your own fault? You have to pay 300000 to enter the martial arts arena. Who is responsible for competing for places in the martial arts arena? I've been lying in the stone cave every day for the past two years. I can see everything clearly Clearly, I can see your faces clearly. Don't stick gold on your face here! "

The sword light of thunder is more and more prosperous, and the sword Qi is more and more irritable. It seems that nothing can calm it except human blood.

Anger also needs some human blood to calm down.

"Boy, don't think that after you've done one or two small things and met some so-called experts over the years, you'll really fly up from the grass nest and become a Phoenix. The people who come out of the garbage place will always be garbage. Do you think you're really integrated into the core of the cultivation world of these two planets? With the support of someone, you're not afraid? You're so ignorant! What's the real core We are hidden giants who rarely appear. In our eyes, you are just some mole ants and some humble reptiles. Before we give you hope, of course, we must ensure that we are strong enough, otherwise where can we manage so many humble reptiles? "

At the sight of Jinglei sword, the man was irritable and trembled. The long red sword behind him quietly flew to his body, gently stretched out his pale jade hand and gently held the handle of the sword.

Light the sword tip and point away.

"Come on, boy, you offended our Liuguang hall today. You have to explain to me how much. Don't think you can go sideways with those garbage to support you! We're too lazy to fight because we don't care to fight with a bug. The supreme square and the cultivation alliance are our watchdog. It's always up to the master to beat a dog?"

"If the master can afford such a powerful dog, he must be stronger. Where were you when the demon soldiers were rampant? Did you design to harm me?"

Pop! A thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the maple sea at the south gate!

I think my blood is warm and my salvation is nothing but a trap of others!

People are really vicious!

"Ha ha... Boy, I'm shocked, isn't it? Yes, in fact, you didn't need to sacrifice in those years, but we goshawks couldn't take off. How can we let a reptile fly over our heads! If we can't get it, we'll destroy him! How can we make the reptile too powerful? How can we manage so many reptiles in the future!"

On top of the thunder, the man cut a knife with language, and then sprinkled salt on the wound!

"In that case, go to hell!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

……

The roaring ending dragged on for a long time, and the sound echoed for a long time, shocking!

A ten thousand Zhang sword light crossed the dark sky, the sunset at dusk, and the light was completely covered up

Blue light and flame light completely replace all the colors in the world, roar and cover up all the wind!

The earth trembled, the sky roared, and the two figures suddenly separated.

Strands of blood hung down, swayed by the breeze, and their bodies trembled.

Several people watched from miles away.

"Tianqingzi, you're too weak! You're hurt by a sword against such a Dalit! You know, you're one level higher than each other! You're going to lose face in Liuguang hall. Don't lose face in the extreme moon gate!"

In the early years, a cool and gorgeous woman among the three peers, carrying a big blue sword and wearing an ice crystal robe, looked coldly at Nanmen maple, as if she was very angry at tianqingzi's weakness.

"Leng Yue, don't go either. Tianqingzi, get back! Let's Chunyang teach to find the face of our three families!"

One of the three men, a burly young man who made Nanmen Maple look the most heartbreaking, rushed to tianqingzi with a pair of strange simple knives, and pushed tianqingzi aside without any help.

"Brother, I'm fayang, the 1865th generation disciple of Chunyang sect. Please give me more advice!"

Fayang pushed tianqingzi away, but he wasn't so rude. He caught Shuangdao, followed the rules, performed a martial etiquette, and reported to the family. A reptile in their eyes is rarely valued. It's amazing!

"Well, I'm xiananmen Feng, the 198th generation disciple of Tianmen sect and the 23rd leader of Shenlong sect. Taoist friends, please!"

Nanmen Feng was paralyzed and the tiger's mouth cracked with a sword. He was in pain. Taking advantage of their nonsense, he hurried to transport wood aura medical treatment. At the moment, he was as good as before, saluted in good order and reported his name.

"The weapon in your hand is called 'guarding the Yang'. It is made of Taiyin Xuanjin and star nuclear iron essence. Each knife weighs 37000 kg. Taoist friends, please be careful. The sword has no eyes, regardless of death or injury!"

It's a good move. It's polite and polite. It's all for the last vicious killing move!

"Jinglei, the sharp blade forged by Qian million, the second ancestor of the door. The material is unknown and the weight must be more than 100000 Jin. Please, regardless of death or injury!"

Nanmen Feng couldn't wait to be the enemy of hell since someone wanted to die.

"100000 Jin? Does this bitch lie? Can he afford such a heavy weapon like that? Millions of money? The strong bug mentioned by the elders in the door?"

When fayang heard that Nanmen Feng's thunder sword weighed 100000 Jin, his face sank. He didn't know whether to believe it or not. He was wondering, but Nanmen Feng waved to him.

"Taoist friends, wait. I haven't removed the gravity restriction added to my body in order to practice."

"What! He has gravity restraint?"

The faint words of Nanmen Maple hit tianqingzi's heart like a heavy hammer!

As Nanmen Feng waved and wiped several times on his body, fayang seemed to feel that a sharp sword had turned into the sea of consciousness, and the divine consciousness was cut into a burst of pain!

"How! How many prohibitions did he put on him?"

"Hoo! It's much easier to get rid of the 300000 kg gravity prohibition. Come on!"

In addition to the prohibition, Nanmen Fengmo breathed heavily, as if an old farmer suddenly put down his burden and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Three sharp blades cut three trembling hearts!

DANGER!

Nanmen Feng and fayang held swords for three hours, but they all held back.

"How can the master fight with such virtue? Do you cherish each other? When will it be installed? Do you want to fight or not!"

Impatient voices come and go, and only two voices act independently.

"Leng Yue, they fought for three hours. Who will win?"

"It's hard to say. At present, it seems that senior brother fayang has the upper hand."

The two men who confronted each other, with sparks in their eyes, had already fought through divine knowledge!