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

The autumn wind was as sharp as a knife, and suddenly lifted up the clouds.

Ning Fan’s robe fluttered, and a dark ocean as black as ink swept under his feet, and the hell was open!

When Dong Puti arrived with 30,000 absolutely elite soldiers and more than a dozen great saints, everyone was stunned and looked at Ning Fan in disbelief.

What did he want to do?

Fight 30,000 Daliang soldiers with one person?

Seeking death! ! !

Dong Puti, who had lost his mind, had flames in his eyes.

Too much bullying!

“Interesting.”

On the side, the young monk Wuxin, who had a childish face but eyes as deep as the starry sky, murmured with a smile on his face.

Dong Puti took a deep breath, his eyes boiling with murderous intent.

“Kill!”

He could never accept Ning Fan pretending to be cool in front of him in this way. What a bullshit victory that is not fair and bullying the minority with the majority. War is about results!

The next second, 30,000 Daliang soldiers shouted in anger, and a shocking sound directly caused the clouds in the void to shatter.

“Starlight!”

Facing the 30,000 Daliang soldiers who were killing like a torrent, Ning Fan just raised his head and whispered softly.

Boom boom boom.

In an instant, billions of starlights suddenly appeared in the originally dark void, and fell on Ning Fan’s body, casting into armor, glowing mysteriously.

Ning Fan lowered his head and looked at the 30,000 troops that had already rushed to him. He grinned and said, “Everyone, welcome to my world.”

“Die!!!”

Clang, swoosh!

When Ning Fan raised his sword, an unimaginable sword wind tore through the sky, and he fiercely killed into the opposing army with a domineering and resolute attitude.

Puff, blood mist exploded, and a single cut of the sword caused the collapse of hundreds of people.

What about the Daliang soldiers, and what about the absolute elite of the empress? In the end, they are only 30,000 Kaitian. In front of Ning Fan, it is wishful thinking to want to completely exhaust Ning Fan with numbers.

When Ning Fan, who was standing on the hell of hell, rushed into the 30,000 troops alone, this battle was destined to be tragic!

The swords rose up like thunder, and the sea of ​​people fell into the abyss.

Ning Fan was as ferocious as a martial god, killing 30,000 soldiers and causing them to collapse repeatedly. With every strike, hundreds of people turned into blood mist.

Dong Bodhi’s face was ugly, and there was madness in his eyes.

These 30,000 Daliang soldiers were the absolute elites under the command of the female emperor Yue Fuyao. Every loss made Dong Bodhi feel trembling in his heart and could not accept it.

But he knew very well that he had to surround and kill Ning Fan first, and then let these great saints take action and kill him with one blow!

As for Wuxin, he would not use him if he could.

This guy has a big karma. If he takes action, he will have to pay off the debt in the future.

“You can’t rely on the human wave tactics to outlast him.”

“At least, these 30,000 troops are not enough.”

Just when Dong Bodhi was thinking about it, Wuxin, who was standing beside him, came over with his hands clasped together.

Dong Bodhi was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Wuxin in disbelief.

Monk, you must have seen clearly, these are 30,000 Daliang soldiers, 30,000 Kaitian strongmen. Even if a ninth-level saint came, he would die if he didn’t flee!

Why did Ning Fan do that?

“He has many avenues on his back. There are only three that I can see!”

“The Way of Power, the Way of Starlight, and the Way of Destruction.”

“And his body has been refined to a terrifying degree. He is like a holy weapon. With a wave of his hand, he can burst out with a shocking force.”

“If you want to consume him completely, these 30,000 people can’t do it now.”

“At least, another 20,000 are needed.”

Wu Xin smiled playfully.

50,000?

Dong Bodhi’s heart trembled. He looked at the tragic battlefield in front of him. Is this damn Ning Fan already so powerful that he can defy the heavens?

Carrying three avenues on his back, damn it, are you still a human being?

Others are walking on one avenue, fearing that they will be distracted and make every step bumpy. But you are so good, you are only in the eighth level, but you have stepped on three avenues!

Moreover, there is a way of strength that makes the world’s army headache.

Those who practice this thing are pure war machines. It is difficult to take them down by relying on numbers alone.

“Please ask the Buddha to help and kill Ning Fan!”

Dong Bodhi jumped off the horse and spoke respectfully.

Wuxin nodded lightly: “If this boy steps into the ninth level of sainthood, even I can’t take him down. Fortunately, fortunately.”

He muttered to himself, put his palms together, and walked towards the crowd.

Boom!!!

At the same time, Ning Fan slashed with a knife, and raised his hand to use the Heaven Burying Divine Ability. The fierce power that erupted was so fierce that even the sky was completely dark.

“Host triggers the 150,000 Elite Slash, and gets the reward: Destruction Fragment*1.”

The voice of the system sounded slowly.

Ning Fan, who was covered in blood, suddenly looked up, and his eyes, like a tiger and a wolf, were full of joy at this moment.

Finally, it’s here!

He has reached the end of the Avenue of Destruction, and he only needs to step into the final step to be completely perfect, and then step into the realm of the ninth level saint.

Now, this fragment is enough to make up for it!

All around, the Liang soldiers who used to kill and kill are now terrified and full of fear. Even they raised their guns, but they dared not take the initiative.

“I have never tried it before. How crazy it is to refine in a big battle.”

Ning Fan took a deep breath, took out the fragment without hesitation, and then wrapped it directly with the Great Freedom Immortal Method, and then began to refine it immediately.

Buzz… His mind was shaken, and a cluster of divine light that covered the sky and the sun burst out in his mind, completely covering the entire world of divine thoughts.

“Not good!”

The walking Wuxin felt the sudden power in Ning Fan’s body, and his face changed drastically.

Immediately, he tapped his toes, and his figure soared into the sky, and then his white palm gently patted Ning Fan below.

“Suppress the demon!”

Boom boom boom! ! !

In the void, there seemed to be a Buddha shouting angrily.

A “卍” palm print appeared out of thin air, and golden Buddha light fell under this palm print, one by one, slightly trembling, and cracks appeared in the void.

Ning Fan looked up and looked at the little monk who was coming to kill him, and instantly understood the identity of this guy.

“Use the power of the Ninth Saint to temper my path to the Ninth Saint!”

“Great!”

Ning Fan showed no fear, but laughed wildly. He actually threw away the Tianhuang Sword in his hand and raised his hand to punch with the Prajna Vajra Palm.

Kill!

Ning Fan’s tall figure seemed a little small under the huge palm print.

However, the palm that Ning Fan used to kill him burst out with unimaginable power.

Bang! ! !

In an instant, the two collided.

Ning Fan’s palm hit the palm print that was coming to kill him.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Fan’s body shook, and the whole person fell down like a kite with a broken string.

His body smashed the ground into a deep pit.

But at the same time, the palm print with golden light also exploded!