You Became A Killing God At The Beginning, Why Did Your Majesty Rebel?

It was late at night.

The streets of Qintian were already empty.

Ning Fan walked out of the tavern looking a little drunk. He was the last one to leave.

The waiters and the shopkeeper of the tavern had been yawning at the front desk for a long time.

But no one dared to urge him. At this critical moment, everyone knew that almost all the strong men from the Liangzhou underworld forces had come. How could they dare to offend them?

What is a warrior?

It is common for them to draw their swords and fight each other if they disagree, and blood splattered three feet away.

The crescent moon was bright, stretching Ning Fan’s shadow very long.

Huh.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, covering Ning Fan’s eyes with his long hair. He seemed to stagger, but he didn’t fall down.

“Interesting, getting more and more interesting.”

Ning Fan grinned.

At the other end of the long street, a little girl stood strangely, about one meter tall, with two sky-high braids, a red bib, and a pink face.

The girl smiled at Ning Fan. This smile seemed to be fine, but it looked a little spooky against the moonlight and the night.

“Why don’t you go home in the middle of the night?”

Ning Fan strode forward, squatted in front of the girl and muttered, and even stretched out his hand to pinch the girl’s pink face.

The girl’s eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, but then she lowered her head in grievance: “I have no money.”

“It’s the middle of the night, do you still want to make some money?” Ning Fan smiled and pinched the girl’s face harder.

Twisting, pulling, pinching, the strength gradually increased.

The girl’s eyes were about to burst, and she was full of murderous intent: “Can you let me finish my words!”

“Talk about it.” Ning Fan burped.

Huh.

The girl waved her hands hurriedly, the stinky smell of alcohol was really unbearable for her.

“I have no parents, no relatives.”

“If I don’t have money, I will starve to death… Can you please stop pinching my face!!!”

Boom!

A terrifying wave of air suddenly rose from the girl’s body, like a thunder, even Ning Fan couldn’t help but be blown away directly.

However, Ning Fan landed steadily. The drunkenness in his eyes had long disappeared, replaced by a playful smile.

“Tsk tsk, the wife of a seventh-level saint is playing the victim, which really makes people feel creepy.”

Ning Fan laughed.

The girl in the red bib in front of him exuded the aura of a seventh-level saint. Such a cultivation level is the best in the world.

“What a pity.”

Suddenly, Ning Fan shook his head and sighed.

The girl frowned: “Ning Fan, please explain to me clearly, what is a pity!”

“I know someone who is very suitable for you, and from the perspective of family background, he is definitely worthy of you, but it’s a pity that he died.”

“Do you know Li Xingcai, the prince of Beimang?”

Ning Fan asked with his head leaning forward.

Huh!

The girl’s eyes were instantly irritated.

She gnashed her teeth, her back teeth were almost broken, she wanted to rush over and tear Ning Fan to pieces!

Li Xingcai’s name was probably known to few people in the three dynasties.

The key point is that the prince of Beimang is still a dwarf.

So, Ning Fan said that she was a perfect match for a world-famous dwarf?

“Ning Fan, even if I don’t want the fee this time, I will kill you with my own hands!”

Boom! ! !

In an instant, the girl’s body burst out with a mighty force, her weak body turned into an aurora, and in the blink of an eye she killed Ning Fan’s side.

Immediately, she slapped out with a palm, and there was a terrifying spiritual power surging out. The strands of spiritual power were like poisonous dragons, trying to kill Ning Fan completely.

But there was no fear in Ning Fan’s eyes, he slapped out lightly.

Puff, the girl was smashed out by this slap.

When the little girl fell to the ground, a hole was even created under her feet.

“Among the assassins of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is probably no one else who looks like you, so if I am not mistaken, you are Long Po?”

Ning Fan still smiled brightly.

Long Po, no sect, no organization, just a lone person, but this is why everyone is afraid of her.

After all, when such a person goes crazy, he is truly desperate.

“If you know it’s me, why don’t you kneel down and die, so as to avoid trouble for your mother-in-law!” Long Po no longer pretended to be childish, and then grinned.

“The one who asked you to kill me should be Yang Xiao, right?”

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows and asked.

Long Po sneered: “Boy, you still want to get your mother-in-law to tell you something. In our line of work, we need to keep it absolutely confidential to our employers, so you’d better save your energy.”

Hey, she’s quite professional.

Ning Fan nodded: “Okay, if you don’t want to say it, I won’t force you. Just beat you until you tell her on your own initiative.”

Beat her until she says so?

Long Po seemed to have heard the biggest joke, her eyes full of sarcasm: “Boy, I have been in the martial arts world for so long, even the ninth-level saint can’t catch me.”

“Just you, you are not afraid of breaking your teeth when you say such big words.”

Suddenly, Long Po’s pupils shrank, and her figure disappeared strangely.

All around, it was extremely quiet, and Ning Fan had no way to catch Long Po’s figure.

This Long Po seemed to have truly merged with the world.

As expected of a killer, this method is indeed good.

Ning Fan couldn’t help but admire it, but this broken method is okay for other people, but it’s really not good enough for him.

In an instant, two rounds of divine suns in his mind burst into brilliant light.

The light illuminated the entire mind, pushing it to the extreme.

The unparalleled divine thoughts instantly covered it, but before Ning Fan could catch the breath of Long Po, the space on his side twisted strangely.

Then, Long Po’s figure walked out of the twist.

Whoosh!

A cloud of white mist blew on Ning Fan’s face.

Then there was another dagger that burst out with a cold light. The blade had a green light, which should be coated with some kind of poison.

For people like Long Po, they have only one goal, that is, to kill people.

As for whether the means are despicable or not, it doesn’t matter at all.

The dagger tore through the space, and the spiritual power that burst out made the skin on Ning Fan’s face wrinkled.

“True Dragon Treasure Technique!”

Ning Fan raised his hand and used the True Dragon Treasure Technique.

He raised his fist and hit the dagger directly.

Bang! ! !

Extraordinary power burst out, terrifying power was released, Ning Fan’s punch actually broke the dagger in front of him, and the fragments flew everywhere.

Whoosh.

Long Po also retreated quickly at this moment.

Ning Fan shook his hands, smiled and shook his head: “It seems not enough!”

Seventh-level Saint?

He hit the Seventh-level Saint!

“Boy, what just blew on your face is the poison that I, Grandma, have made exclusively. It is called the Saint-Destroying Powder. Do you know what it means?”

“It means that if the Saint-Destroying Powder touches you, it will penetrate into your body and completely devour all your spiritual power and vitality!”

“Now you can still stand, but after ten breaths, you will collapse on the ground and turn into a pool of blood!”