God-slaughtering King

The tea party is like fire and firewood. Nanmen maple and many mountain and river record demons drink wine and chat about martial arts.

During this period, many young people invited to compete. Unfortunately, after the battle of Nanmen maple, the rest of the competition made everyone less interested and boring.

The tea party didn't end until nightfall, and the major talents left one after another.

However, Nanmen Maple stayed here at the strong invitation of Xuanping Hou Lingyun.

Acacia moon court, in a magnificent building.

Nanmen Feng sat with Xuanping Hou Lingyun, ruthless Shangguan Che, gun Junhao sky, the sound of the sword, and fox Ling Youji.

"Nanmen Feng, your sword intention has reached a great success. Coupled with your unparalleled body, your strength is no worse than me. We are likely to be in the top 30 in this Shanhe record competition."

Lingyun said faintly, the words have no small confidence.

Nanmen Feng's powerful combat power has completely won Lingyun's respect. Therefore, Fang invited him to stay here for a day and talk to each other about the road of martial arts.

You know, the six of them are all powerful demons, which are by no means comparable to ordinary talents.

Nanmen Feng nodded at the sound and said calmly, "I will go all out, but I don't know what position I can occupy in shanhelu."

The sound of the sword frowned and reminded: "there are too many demons in the South Gate maple and the coast of the northwest. Even if you are not included, there are nearly ten people in the mountain and river record who control the artistic conception of martial arts."

"Hmm? So much?"

Nanmen Maple was slightly different. He thought that few people could control the artistic conception.

The edge sword voice nodded and said rigorously: "shanhelu occupies the fourth {evil Kui}, the avenue of wind cultivation, and the sword intention has reached the first-order peak. The combat power is terrible. The seven experts in Dongtian have no power to fight back in front of him."

"Nie Tian, who occupies the sixth place, and Shu, who occupies the seventh place, are not hurt. Their strength may not be as strong as Xie Kui, but it's no worse."

Hearing this, Nanmen Feng's eyes were full of dignified color. Shanhe recorded the fourth "evil Kui" and the fifth "less sword in black". Both of them were cruel people who could kill Dongtian Qizhong, which immediately depressed him a lot.

"Cluck!"

Ling Youji smiled and said, "your ambition is really big. How can we compete with Xie Kui, Nie Tian and Yu Wushang? As long as we can enter the top 30, we will be satisfied!"

"Ha ha, indeed!"

Ling Yun smiled lightly, looked at Nanmen Feng and said, "Nanmen brother, this is not our timidity, but the demons of the Wuyue empire. It's too frightening!"

Lingyun was helpless and sighed, "if we are more talented than others, we think we will not be weaker than others, but behind these demons there is a huge force support, and the resources we can get are not comparable. Under such a gap, we just need to try our best, and we can't force it."

Hearing this, Nanmen Feng shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "that's not necessarily!"

"Hmm? Brother Nanmen, don't you think so?"

The five people were surprised and looked over with hot eyes.

Nanmen Feng took a sip of wine and said, "resources are only a part of martial arts. These people have a higher starting point than us, but the strong don't look at these. If there is no firm will, the resources are abundant and the talent is strong, they will eventually become ordinary."

"Moreover, in my opinion, the will of the warrior is more important than talent."

"Will?"

The five people look a little lonely. The will to cultivate martial arts is indeed very important, but without resources and talent, even if the will is strong, the achievement will not be too great.

The night is slightly cool, and the stars are reflected all over the sky.

The six people talked happily in the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. They constantly exchanged their feelings of martial arts, their own experience and deployed the future until the month to the hollow.

Inside the house, the maple at the south gate closed his eyes and his mind was empty.

The Vientiane Heart Sutra moves in an instant, and the power of the cave in the body drives the horse to gallop.

Vientiane Heart Sutra has nine levels in total. Nanmen Maple has reached the second peak state of cultivation. It won't take long to cultivate to the third level.

The first four levels of this skill are just to consolidate the foundation. Only when you reach the fifth level can you reveal its real power.

Time passed quietly. In the morning of the next day, Nanmen Feng said goodbye to Lingyun and others, and left the Acacia moon court.

Outside Qingtian City, the maple in the South Gate soared and continued to move towards the West.

In fact, nanmenfeng has no plans. He just knows that he will arrive at Wuyue empire within two months.

During this period, he honed himself and strengthened his strength.

From time to time, when passing through some dangerous mountains and rivers, Nanmen Maple will sneak into them, killing demons and beasts and forging the bloody knife formula with a hammer.

The move of the bloody Sabre formula is not very complicated. It is simple, fierce and cruel. It is incisively and vividly reflected. It is only to kill the enemy and there is nothing else.

……

On this day, facing the dazzling sunshine, Nanmen Maple went straight to the boundary of the lone wild goose country.

Guyan country is one of the many small countries on the northwest coast. It is not far from Wuyue empire.

Huh?

When passing a small city, the maple at the South Gate wrinkled and the galloping body stopped suddenly.

The city is too quiet. There is no half person shadow on the streets, and there is no noise and flashiness. Some are just the bleak cold wind and strong smell of blood.

"How could this happen?"

Nanmen Maple's face was puzzled. He immediately lowered his body and fell towards the city.

He had no fear and relied on his strength to explore the truth.

Shaoqing, the maple in the South Gate fell in the city, glanced around and stayed in place.

What came into view were all dead bodies. Inside, outside, on the ground and under the eaves, they were lying in a miserable place.

If it's just like this, Nanmen Maple will not be stunned. The key is that all the dead bodies are shriveled and abnormal, and the flesh and viscera are empty, which is extremely strange.

The people here must have been drained.

Nanmen Feng bowed his head for a while. If he used the spirit killing body, it could indeed cause such a phenomenon, but he had just come here!

"Which demon was born?"

At this point, Nanmen Feng shook his head.

Any monster, no matter what its strength, will directly swallow the food. How can it leave such a complete skeleton?

Nanmen Feng slowly came to the dead bodies. After a burst of exploration, there was a palm sized hole in the chest of these dead bodies, and even deep bite marks remained at some Bo necks.

The bite marks are not very sharp, even dull. There are obvious finger marks in the hole in front of the chest, which must be caused by man.

"Who on earth is it? Even the internal organs have to be swallowed!"

Nanmen Feng's heart was filled with anger. The murderers here were too cruel and even inhuman.

Of course, he has swallowed human essence, Qi and spirit, but it is the unique power of physique, and Nanmen Maple will never abuse the spirit killing body.

All that he swallowed were his enemies or monsters in secret and dangerous places.

But this place is full of massacres, killing everything with blood. The cruelty of the means makes people shudder.

For a long time, Nanmen Maple looked cold and walked around the city wantonly. He wanted to see what trace the murderer left.

"Oh, there's food again!"

At this time, a very gloomy word rang out and echoed in the ears of Nanmen maple.

Nanmen Maple suddenly looked up. Not far ahead, seven people in red appeared.

The seven human bodies are shrouded in a light red mist, completely covering their facial features, and it is impossible to distinguish between men and women.

"You did this?"

Nanmen Feng stared at these people, and his whole body was boiling.

"Well, it's just a group of rations. It's their supreme glory to become our stronger energy."

The leader in red nodded, and his words were extremely sharp.

"Tut Tut, with such strong vitality, it seems that your strength is not weak. Eating you will certainly make my strength further."

The leader looked at Nanmen Maple greedily, and his laughter shook the fields.

"Good! The more expert you are, the more delicious your energy will be."

"I want his heart!"

"Hehe! Liver and spleen are also good things, tonics!"

……

The uproar of discussion sounded, and immediately several people galloped to the South Gate maple, killing all over the body without hiding.

"A group of animals, you don't deserve to live, die for me!"

The maple face in the south gate is like frost. These people are simply crazy. In order to become stronger, they do everything they can to be worse than pigs and dogs.

Buzzing

The soul breaking Sabre was released in an instant. It fell off with one knife, and the unparalleled blade flew by.

The blood splashed from the puff knife, and seven huge heads soared in the air. Seven people died on the spot.

Coming to these headless corpses, nanmenfeng groped for a while and took out two storage rings and five storage bags.

When you open the storage ring and storage bag, it is empty except for hundreds of thousands of medium grade Disha stones, useless pills and a lot of junk.

Nanmen Feng sighed slightly, put away the storage ring and bag, and went straight away. He didn't want to stay here any more.

Two hours later, there were four rainbow lights in the sky approaching rapidly and falling into the city.

Four people in red were stunned when they saw seven headless corpses on the ground.

For a moment, one of the tall people in red killed him and said, "how dare you move the people in yecha palace, and the heavenly king Lao Tzu can't save you!"

The words were full of gloomy silence, like the roar of a fierce ghost, which was extremely frightening.

Then, the tall man in red looked at his side and said sternly, "star soul, find this person for me!"

Hearing this, the man in red nodded immediately. At the next moment, his body suddenly shook, his physical strength was released, and an empty shadow like a wolf but not a wolf appeared in the air.

Immediately, the man in red came forward, felt carefully on several headless corpses on the ground, looked to the West and shouted, "go west and leave for about two hours."

"Good! This matter has been sent back to the palace. Let's chase it! Don't let the thief run away."

After talking, several people flashed and galloped to the West.

Shaoqing, nanmenfeng successfully entered the city after paying 50 pieces of inferior land and stone.

"Ling Yun once said before that there is a cultivation tower in the lava tomb."

Walking in the city, Nanmen Feng recalled in his mind that after the tea party, Ling Yun and several of them had said that there was an excellent cultivation tower in the lava tomb, which was very helpful for the martial arts to improve their strength.

Nanmen Feng came here to see what miraculous effect the cultivation tower has and how it can be praised by the other party. If it works, he will practice here for a month and then go to the city of slaughter.