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

The more you fight, the more you will be killed.

Life is the most direct threat than any other method.

When the blood mist exploded, the disciples around were shaking like sieves, their faces as pale as paper.

No one knew who would die after ten breaths!

“I surrender, I, I!!!”

A disciple in the Dharma Realm raised his hand and shouted tremblingly.

Ning Fan nodded with satisfaction: “Since someone has taken the lead, then in order to celebrate, I will kill one in the next five breaths. As for who the lucky one is, I don’t know.”

Five breaths!

Are you still a human being?

Everyone glared with anger, wishing to pounce on Ning Fan and tear him into pieces.

But they didn’t dare.

That was a person who could suppress the Five Great Saints with a flip of his hand. Even if these thousands of people fought hard, they could not do anything to Ning Fan, not to mention that there were hundreds of cavalrymen behind him.

Puff! ! !

In an instant, a figure exploded in the crowd again.

Fear was like a plague, spreading thoroughly among the crowd. Some people were so scared that they sat on the ground and cried loudly, but no one laughed at them at this time.

In such a desperate and depressing scene, crying was just a way to vent one’s inner collapse, which was not worth laughing at.

“Stop, stop!!!”

The next second, the Five Great Saint whose head was pressed raised his hands frantically.

“Surrender, our Xianhe Sect… surrender!”

After saying that, his head lowered like a frost-bitten eggplant.

The Xianhe Sect summoned all forces in the Quzhou Jianghu. The news had already spread. Now under the terrifying pressure of the Black Dragon Platform, these sects naturally agreed.

Even if there is a great sage in the sect, their disciples will die.

For a time, the whole Quzhou was in turmoil.

The next day, Xianhe Gate.

“Hey, isn’t this the great elder of Jinzhen Sect? Even you came in person?”

“Humph, for the sake of the stability of Quzhou, this elder must be invited. If possible, this elder will personally kill the damn guy behind the black dragon post!”

“In my Quzhou martial arts world, there is such a common hatred of the enemy, why worry about the evil villain of the black dragon post not being destroyed?”

Outside Xianhe Gate, various forces are rushing over quickly.

When they followed the disciples of Xianhe Gate into the sect, what they saw was a moment that made them dumbfounded.

How could the dignified Xianhe Gate… become a ruin?

Outside the hall, a strange young man sat on a big chair.

The three great saints of Xianhe Gate stood trembling on one side, lowering their heads like defeated generals, without any great saint power.

“Welcome everyone!”

Ning Fan slowly stood up, looking at more and more people in the martial arts world, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.

No one knew what happened on this day, but from this day on, more than half of the entire Quzhou martial arts world fell!

No one who went to Xianhe Gate could leave Xianhe Gate alive.

Three days later, outside Quzhou.

Dong Bodhi personally led 30,000 Daliang soldiers and his tens of thousands of personal guards, a total of 80,000 elite soldiers, and rushed to the border of Quzhou in a mighty manner.

Looking at the endless land in front of him, Dong Bodhi’s beautiful eyes were filled with a cold light.

Beside him, there were more than ten great saints alone!

But he jumped off his horse, came to a little monk beside him, and bowed respectfully: “Please help, Buddha, and kill Ning Fan.”

Wuxin, a disciple of Dazhi Temple, is only thirteen years old!

But his identity is extremely terrifying.

He is the reincarnation of a Buddha. At the age of only thirteen, he has the invincible fighting power of a nine-level saint, which makes the entire Daliang Jianghu breathless.

The reincarnation method in Buddhism is very mysterious, and the conditions are harsh. It can be said that the success rate is not even one percent.

But once it succeeds, it will be as terrifying as it is now.

Wuxin raised his eyes and nodded silently.

Dong Bodhi personally rushed to Dazhi Temple and invited this terrifying Buddha out.

This is an invincible existence comparable to the monk Kufan. With him, Dong Bodhi is also full of confidence.

What he wants is not to beat Ning Fan to run away.

He only wanted one thing, that is to kill Ning Fan right here!

“Ning Fan!”

Dong Puti turned around and looked towards Quzhou again, muttering to himself, his beautiful face was filled with violence that did not match it.

In a city.

Ning Fan sat in a gorgeous mansion. Huang Feng, who had been so majestic these days, stood in front of Ning Fan obediently.

.

He looked like a child seeing his teacher, scared to the core.

“Now, most of Quzhou is in your hands.”

“But you only recruited less than 100,000 soldiers?”

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, somewhat dissatisfied.

You know, Huang Feng did not recruit soldiers in a proper way, he forced them.

Whether you like it or not, all men over ten years old were thrown into the team. Such a brutal approach, according to Ning Fan’s budget, must have about 150,000 soldiers.

As a result, now there are less than 100,000.

Huang Feng’s face changed drastically, and he bowed his waist quickly: “Sir, I have to explain this matter to you. It really has nothing to do with me.”

“It’s those eighteen lords… They are too cruel. Wherever they go, no grass grows. Even the dogs in the village are chopped to death when they look at them.”

“There are less than 100,000 people. I begged them to show mercy, so they stayed.”

Speaking of this, Huang Feng himself felt cold all over.

Too damn cruel.

He had never seen such a cruel person.

Not to mention dogs, he suspected that if eggs could speak, they would be shaken apart by these eighteen lords.

Ning Fan frowned.

It seems that it really has nothing to do with Huang Feng.

The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, once they start killing, are terrifying war machines. There is no emotion in their eyes.

Kill when they attack!

“Dong Bodhi is here.”

Ning Fan looked up at Huang Feng and spoke softly.

Click!

Huang Feng’s face changed drastically at this moment, and his eyes inevitably filled with fear.

A person’s reputation is like a tree’s shadow.

In Daliang, the three words Dong Puti are invincible.

“Are you scared?”

Ning Fan chuckled.

Huang Feng swallowed his saliva and nodded without any concealment.

Ning Fan stood up, put his hands behind his back, and came to the door.

“What are you afraid of?”

“I can defeat his 200,000 troops in one battle at Yumen Pass, and I can do it here!”

Huang Feng’s heart trembled when he heard Ning Fan’s words.

At this moment, he finally understood Ning Fan’s identity!

This mysterious young man turned out to be the Grand Commander of Youzhou who had defeated Dong Puti’s 200,000 troops in the Great Zhou Dynasty! ! !

It has been more than a year, and this is the first time he knows Ning Fan’s identity.

“Dong Puti!”

“You want my life…but I want your life too!”

Ning Fan’s mouth slowly raised a cold arc.