God-slaughtering King

People are always in awe of things beyond their understanding. No one dared to despise Nanmen maple.

"Brother, are you interested in joining our group?" a big man sat next to Nanmen Feng and was very enthusiastic.

Turning around, the big man has the cultivation of the seventh floor of the real world, which is the command of Mu Pengcheng's group. The strength of their group is weak. Only four people survived the first World War. Seeing the strength of Nanmen maple, they naturally want to pull in.

Before Nanmen Feng opened his mouth, a people's Congress said, "Wei Laoer, with your strength, dare to pull others into the partnership. Do you mean to harm others? Brother, don't listen to him. Enter our group and follow me to ensure your safety."

This time, the speaker was a middle-aged man of about 40 years old. The cultivation of the eighth floor of the real environment was obviously much stronger than Wei Laoer.

At this time, a cold voice sounded, "you don't have to fight. They are king Sheng's disciples. Can you stand it?"

"What? King Sheng's disciple!"

"He is Nanmen Feng? Isn't he the third floor of the true realm? How can he only have the cultivation of the spiritual realm!"

"You can't admit your mistake. Why did king Sheng's disciple die like us?"

More than 100000 people here are mostly gathered from all over chiyun country. Ziyun university only accounts for a part. Not everyone knows Nanmen maple.

But they had heard the name of Nanmen maple, but they never thought it would appear in the crowd. What is the identity of King Sheng's disciple? Will come here to die.

Wei Laoer and the man behind him walked back. It seemed to them that Nanmen Feng might leave at any time. It was meaningless to pull him into the gang.

"Look, it's coming again!" someone shouted.

The rustling footsteps sounded. Five thousand people were divided from the army of baiyuezong and killed them murderously.

On the distant hill, Ao Han looked at the war in front of him with a smile. The first defeat did not affect his good mood.

Now all the people who go up are miscellaneous troops gathered up by large and small forces. Even if they are dead, Ao Han won't frown. In his heart, he hopes that the more they die, the better. In the future, baiyuezong respected chiyun state alone, and there was less resistance.

At this time, a huge plan loomed up at the bottom of Ao Han's heart, a plan enough to make Ao Han famous forever. The immediate elimination of the cloud family is only his first step, and it will be more wonderful in the future.

Just behind Ao Han, the crowd's eyes were complex, but they were well hidden. Although the true martial arts are weak, they are the foundation of a force.

Even if they win this war, they will break their muscles and bones. It will take them at least decades to recover. Who is the real winner? A question rose from the bottom of their hearts at the same time.

Kill!

The cry soared into the sky, and the murderous spirit shrouded the foot of Ziyun peak. The two torrents collided fiercely, and someone fell down every minute and every second.

In this kind of war, falling means death, and there will be no luck.

Although the number of people in the cloud family is at a disadvantage, the morale and command are obviously stronger. There are many Baiyue families, two thousand to five thousand, and they still have a slight advantage.

"The strength of the cloud family is good. I underestimate them." Ao Han murmured.

Xiao Tianhan said, "the blood killing guards of the cloud family haven't appeared yet. They are the invincible teachers who attack the array."

"Oh?" Ao Han whispered, "how many people are there in the blood killing guard?"

Xiao Tianhan said, "as far as I know, there are two thousand, but how much the cloud family is hiding is unknown."

"Two thousand?" Ao Shan sneered and said, "don't say two thousand. Even if twenty thousand can play a great role, it's not an ordinary soldier's war. It's a war belonging to the warrior."

Xiao Tianhan's eyes flashed disdain, but he said, "brother Aoshan is right." in his heart, he secretly scolded the other party as a fool. If there were 20000 people in the blood killing guard, there would be no need to fight this battle. The impact of an elite teacher will never be understood by those who have not experienced the war.

War is not more than paper strength, otherwise what else would it be? Just line up on both sides. If there are many people over there, even if the other side wins.

Ao Han said with a faint smile: "don't worry, we Baiyue sect also have elites who haven't appeared. I'd like to see whether it's the blood killing Wei Qiang or the cold moon Wei of Baiyue sect."

In less than an hour, there were less than one thousand of the two thousand disciples of the cloud family, and there were only about three thousand people left in the worship of the moon sect, and the death and injury ratio was basically maintained at one to two.

"Back!"

At the command, the crowd slowly began to retreat. Baiyuezong was afraid of repeating the old trick, but he pursued it symbolically and retreated.

Both sides were satisfied with the outcome of the war. Just dead people, but no one will be willing to accept whether they will be satisfied!

Ziyun peak, Yunli overlooking the foot of the mountain, looked indifferent. He was indifferent to the death of these people. At this time, he only thought about one question: where are the people of Tiansha sect? When will it appear!

King Sheng came behind him and whispered, "is it time to do it?"

Yun Li looked at him and said faintly, "wait!"

Wang Sheng trembled at the bottom of his heart and a strange color flashed in his eyes. The result of waiting is that more people will die. Shaking his head, Wang Sheng turned and left. Perhaps Nanmen Feng was right. They shouldn't bear the war.

"Sheng'er, if you want to go further, you must keep an ancient well. Martial arts is the goal and end of life, and everything else is passing." Yunli's voice sounded behind you.

King Sheng stepped down and left immediately. The avenue has no lover and love. Is it really necessary to eliminate human nature for the avenue? He can't do it, and it doesn't belong to his Tao.

"What are you doing?" Mu Pengcheng grabbed him from behind and shouted.

Nanmen Feng turned and said, "go kill another wave. Wait for me here."

"Are you crazy?" Mu Pengcheng lowered his voice. "Others can't hide. You're in a hurry to die. You thought you were still a real martial artist. Which one of them has no higher cultivation achievement than you?"

Nanmen Feng looked at him and said in a deep voice, "if you still think I'm a friend, don't stop me!"

"Shit!" Mu Pengcheng cursed fiercely, "fuck his uncle. I'll die with you if I want to die."

As soon as the bottom of Nanmen Feng's heart was warm, he whispered, "your strength is not enough now. If you go up, you will die in vain. This last time must be a hard battle. You'd better stay here."

Mu Pengcheng said angrily, "you are not afraid of death. I am not a coward. I want to go together."

Nanmen Feng pondered for a long time and said, "good brother, let's go."

With Mu Pengcheng's real strength, it's hard to live to the end. In that case, it's better to let go and have a good fight.

Rain ice Lan Dai eyebrows light Cu, she can't figure out what happened? Why did nanmenfeng disagree with King Sheng and rush down to the foot of the mountain in anger.

If King Sheng doesn't say, she can't ask.

There are five blood killing guards behind them, all of which are the cultivation accomplishments in the later stage of Zhenjing. King Sheng gave them a task to go down the mountain to protect Nanmen maple, which made yubinglan more confused.

However, Yu binglan will never refuse as long as it is what Wang Sheng has told her, although she still has a grudge against Nanmen maple in her heart.

"Where is Nanmen Maple?"

Yubinglan came all the way to the front and didn't find the figure of Nanmen maple. Has he been killed in the war? Yubinglan found that she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"There!" a blood killing guard found Nanmen maple in the front crowd.

Yubinglan frowned. How could he stand there? Seeing that the war was about to break out, yubinglan had no time to consider it and whispered, "go!"

Xueshawei followed and walked in the direction of Nanmen maple.

"Look! It's rain and ice!"

"Oh, my God! It's really her. King Sheng sent her to the war!"

"Sheng Wang Dayi, in times of crisis, sent his disciples to fight in person. This battle will be won!"

Win! Win! Win!

The cry of the crowd broke out like a mountain flood. Baiyuezong was confused for a moment. These people were crazy. The number was so different that they were still dreaming there.

The sudden outbreak made Nanmen Maple inexplicable. It was not until yubinglan came to his side that he vaguely understood something.

"Why are you here?" Nanmen Feng understood when she saw the five blood killing guards behind her. I think of my previous attitude towards Wang Sheng. Maybe I wronged him.

"Master Yun asked me to protect you." Yu binglan's voice was still so cold, but Nanmen Feng heard a hint of care, looked at her in surprise and didn't speak.

The five blood killing guards scattered around and squeezed Mu Pengcheng out. The latter immediately had a bitter face. Didn't he want to die?

"He's my friend. Let him follow me."

Xueshawei glanced at Mu Pengcheng and looked at yubinglan. The latter nodded slightly, and xueshawei made way for a gap to let Mu Pengcheng in.

Mu Pengcheng stood behind Nanmen Maple with a bitter face and murmured, "the same people have different lives!"

"Who asked you to follow." Nanmen Feng stared at him angrily.

"You have no conscience." Mu Pengcheng's sad eyes made Nanmen Feng shudder and wisely chose to shut up.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Baiyuezong's strength this time is obviously much stronger than that of the previous times. It is magnificent, murderous and has evidence for advance and retreat.

"Kill!"

At the command, 6000 people rushed in three different directions, just like going up to make dumplings for people. Such tactics made nanmenfeng a little confused.

Sure enough, Baiyue sect suddenly changed its formation and spread out to form a big pocket to surround the crowd.

"Sudden!"

The crowd broke out like a torrent of steel and hit it hard. Without stopping, it was bound to break through the pocket array.

There was a sound of killing, blood everywhere, broken limbs and arms flying, and the crowd kept moving forward on the corpses under their feet, afraid to stop at all.

"Take it!"

On one side of the baiyuezong formation, both sides began to surround, and it was about to trap the crowd in the middle.

At this time, Nanmen Feng suddenly went to kill beside him and shouted, "come with me!" xueshawei hurriedly defended him around and killed him.

In front of the crowd, just wave the Xuanyuan sword and you can bring up a bloody flower. Blood kill guard tightly around, rain ice haze sandwiched in the middle, eyebrows wrinkled, cold Zhenyuan broke out from time to time, which will take away a piece of vitality.

No one can match the maple in the south gate. The commander of the cloud family noticed the fighters here and ordered loudly. As soon as the formation changed, he took Nanmen Feng and others as arrows and rushed hard towards the siege of baiyuezong.

When the crowd saw that the rain, ice and haze rushed in front, their morale suddenly soared and shouted towards this side. How can the first beauty of Ziyun University rush in front of the battle? What's the face of these hot-blooded men?