Chapter 58

Name:God-slaughtering King Author:Si Shen
The crowd was finally angry and the trapped animals were still fighting, not to mention that they were living people. His ferocious face, red eyes and frenzied Yuan Li rushed madly towards Leng qianao and Nanmen maple.

"Kill!"

Leng qianao moved and greeted him. The white shadow passed through the crowd and set off a bloody light and scream. The maple in the South Gate spread out against the eight changes of the wind and swept away towards the rushing crowd.

For a time, shouts of killing and screams were heard. A green and a white figure kept shuttling through the crowd, and people turned upside down where they passed.

The maple fist and palm of the South Gate alternate, and there is no enemy of unity. Leng qianao danced the long sword in his hand, and the broken limbs and arms flew across the sky. There were howls all over the sky.

Just a quarter of an hour, there were less than 20 people left in the crowd. Looking at the two gods of murder, the crowd finally ran away.

"Kill the bastard surnamed Shi!"

I don't know who shouted. The rest of the crowd immediately turned their anger to Shi Yu. If Shi Yu didn't instigate it, how could it lead to such an outcome? Now he is out of it, and they will bear the anger of Leng qianao and Nanmen Feng.

How can they not be angry or hate?

"Die!" Shi Yu snorted coldly, "kill!"

Shi Yu killed the crowd with the people behind him. Leng qianao and Nanmen Feng retreated.

The ending was doomed from the beginning. How could the frightened people be the opponents of Shi Yu and his party? The killing ended in less than a incense burning time.

The front of the hall was bright red, with mutilated limbs, broken arms and corpses everywhere. In addition to the three people with broken courage in the center of the jianhuang hall, hundreds of martial artists died.

"The last time I let you get away with it, this time you will die!"

When Nanmen Feng heard the speech, he couldn't help laughing. "It seems that you escaped last time? But it doesn't matter. Today and here are life and death!"

Sword intention burst out and killing intention filled the air. Green and Gray figures stood opposite each other. The crowd stood far away, but their eyes stayed on them. It's good for them to witness the battle between Nanmen Feng and Shi Yu.

It was a duel between sword intention and killing intention. Nanmen Maple took the lead and took a sharp sword intention with his fingers towards Shi Yu.

As soon as Shi Yu's eyes coagulated, this is the sword meaning shape, which is similar to his killing meaning shape. Unexpectedly, Nanmen Maple has grown to this step in just five days.

Kill!

A gray cold killing idea greeted him. Boo! With a sound of, their bodies retreated back at the same time, and the blow was equally divided.

"Come again!" Nanmen Feng's confidence doubled. At the first battle, Nanmen Feng unexpectedly defeated Shi Yu with the help of Xuanyuan sword and armor. There was still a gap in his real strength.

Now, only rely on their own strength can not lose points, this battle will win! On the contrary, Shi Yu's eyes are gloomy, but he almost wants to step into the existence of the real realm, and Nanmen Feng has just broken through the ninth floor of the spirit realm for only a few days, and his yuan force is strong, but he is not inferior to him.

"Do you really want to use that thing?" Shi Yu Yu Guang glanced at Leng qianao. That thing was ready to deal with Leng qianao in order to finally compete for emperor Nian.

The green and Gray figures crisscross before and after, and they are inseparable from each other. Nanmenfeng doesn't use Xuanyuan sword, and Shi Yu doesn't take out the sword either. Sword intention and killing intention are rampant in front of the jianhuang hall. People in the distance see it soundly.

The two men in battle represent the strongest combat power in the spirit realm.

The eight changes in the wind spread out. The maple body method in the South Gate suddenly accelerated, and the fist and finger attack alternately. For a time, Shi Yu was unprepared. Integrating with the wind, the body method of Nanmen maple is faster.

There is defense but no attack. This kind of battle makes Shi Yu extremely oppressed, but the speed of Nanmen Feng is too fast. He can only defend passively. If he is not careful, he will be hit.

If it goes on like this, won't it be a losing situation?

Shi Yu gave a clear roar, the long sword came out of thin air, and the strong killing intention shrouded. Even the people watching the war in the distance felt the suffocating killing intention.

Xuesha Wei could not help but secretly pinch sweat for Nanmen maple.

"Are you poor?" Nanmen Feng laughed. Xuanyuan sword crossed and cut off with a golden sword. Cultivation didn't fall. Every sword of Nanmen Maple was cut out and forced Shi Yu to connect.

Shi Yu immediately found that he had made a big mistake. He had personally experienced the benefits of Xuanyuan sword of nanmenfeng. He could only wave his long sword to avoid Xuanyuan sword. The situation was worse than before.

The Milky light flashes, which is the unique power of Zhenyuan. Although Shi Yu didn't break through the true realm, he has condensed a trace of true yuan. Although there is a big gap with the true yuan of the true realm warrior, it is still not something that the spirit realm warrior can resist.

Nanmen Feng stares at Zhenyuan coldly. He relies on internal armor to resist. This time, Shi Yu will definitely not make the same mistake. Nanmen Feng also wants to try whether he can resist Zhenyuan with his current strength.

The attack of Xuanyuan sword remained unchanged. It chopped down towards the real yuan and roared. The South Gate Maple retreated sharply, and urged the yuan force in the body to dissolve the raging power of the real yuan. nothing more than this!

Nanmen Feng was overjoyed and shouted angrily, "go to hell!" his body flashed rapidly, and Xuanyuan sword took a rolling and dull thunder and rushed to Shi Yu!

Zhenyuan attack failed to work. Shi Yu looked grim and murmured, "you forced me to die!"

A red ball suddenly appeared in Shi Yu's hand, with cold killing intention and terrible yuan force fluctuation. Nanmen Maple just glanced at it and felt a strong crisis. You can't connect it! The body retreats rapidly.

Shi Yu said with a grim smile, "it's too late, go!"

The red ball whirled and swept towards the maple in the south gate. There was a tearing sound in the air, and the violent yuan force could burst at any time.

Nanmen Maple was palpitating. When he entered and retreated, the red ball had arrived in front of him. At this time, it was too late to retreat. With a loud cry, the soul of the green Jiao rushed out of the Xuanyuan sword. When he saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly roared and ran away!

The south gate was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Behind him was the jianhuang hall. There was no retreat. Between the lightning and flint, a mouthful of blood essence sprayed on the Xuanyuan sword, and the horizontal sword cut into the red ball.

Boom!

The violent explosion sounded, and the violent killing intention spread everywhere. The people watching the war in the distance were impacted by the killing intention, hummed together, and blood gushed out. The South Gate maple, like the short-term kite, was blown into the jianhuang hall. It almost escaped the suspended long sword and lay on the ground dead.

Without hesitation, Yun Zhanxing rushed into the jianhuang hall and protected Feng at the south gate. Yunzhan was stunned and walked into the jianhuang hall with the remaining blood killing guard.

Leng qianao looked dignified and thoughtful. Shi Yu unexpectedly brought such a thing. He must have come to deal with him. Nanmen Feng blocked him. Originally, I was looking forward to a war with Nanmen Feng. Now it seems that there is no chance.

Shi Yu's cold eyes glanced at the South Gate maple in the jianhuang palace. Even the real martial arts can't survive that blow. There is no doubt that the South Gate Maple will die. "Brother Leng, is it time to leave?"

Leng qianao said in a deep voice, "I can take you out of here and ensure that no one dares to touch you!"

Yun Zhanxing shook his head firmly. Yun Zhanxing looked at the South Gate Maple lying on the ground, and walked out of the hall with the only other blood killing guard.

The three martial artists hiding in the corner also came out trembling, glancing at Leng qianao secretly. Those who saw the latter did not look at them, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Summer sighed and took people to stand behind Leng qianao.

Everyone knows that Nanmen Feng will die. Even if he doesn't die, he will live and be trapped with Yun Zhanxing after they leave.

The sound of breaking the array sounded. An hour later, only the South Gate maple, who didn't know the life and death of yunzhan Xinghe, was left in the jianhuang hall, and there was only one corpse with them.

The 20-year trip to the emperor's tomb has come to an end, and the emperor's mind is still buried deep in the bottom.

At this time, jianhuang hall.

Yun Zhanxing frowned and kept close to Nanmen Feng. Nanmen Feng lies outside the jianhuang hall, his face is bloodstained, his chest collapses, and his breath is like nothing.

Looking at the still unconscious Nanmen maple, Yun Zhanxing frowned deeper. After twenty days, Nanmen Maple still didn't wake up. The only thing that reassured yunzhanxing was that the smell of Nanmen Maple still existed.

During this time, Yun Zhanxing took all the healing pills to Nanmen Feng. The situation still didn't get better, but it didn't get worse. The yuan power in the body is exhausted and the meridians are destroyed. If ordinary people were changed, they would be lifeless.

Looking at the scarred face of Nanmen maple, Yun Zhanxing's eyes are drawn. Even if he wakes up, can he face himself now?

Yun Zhanxing knows that staying here is a dead end, but he still chooses to stay. With Nanmen Feng for just over a month, he learned what respect is, what dignity is, and what people live for.

If he must die, he would rather die in the dark imperial tomb and beside Nanmen Maple than for the cloud family, the imperial power family that regards human life as grass!

Suddenly, Yun Zhanxing's eyes lit up and stared at Nanmen Feng's right hand. Did he move?

Nanmen Feng's right hand trembled again. Yun Zhanxing quickly bent down and whispered, "can you hear me?"

The dry and bloodstained lips moved slightly. Yun Zhanxing hurriedly urged Yuan Li to input into Nanmen maple. A moment later, Nanmen Maple slowly opened his eyes, "I'm not dead?" the voice was like the sound of golden war, which was very harsh.

"You're not dead, of course you're not! We're all alive." Yun Zhan was excited and incoherent. His cold eyes were wet. After more than 20 days of waiting, he finally woke up!

"This is jianhuang hall?" Nanmen Feng wanted to move his neck and see the situation clearly. He found that he didn't have any strength. Shocked, he tried to urge Yuan Li, but found that the Dantian was empty, the meridians were broken and messy, and there was no Yuan Li in his body.

Cultivation is abolished?

The maple at the South Gate sank into the abyss. It's worse than death if the martial arts cultivation is abolished! Anxious, Nanmen Feng struggled to get up. Yunzhan maniac quickly helped him up.

Resisting the sharp pain in his body, he urged the formula of killing God, and his vitality slowly entered the damaged meridians. Nine times out of ten, the elixir moved slightly, which made Nanmen Maple breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it's just that yuan power is exhausted and can be cultivated.

A hanging heart finally put down and began to check the injury. The right arm drooped and moved gently, then came the biting pain, the chest collapsed, and I don't know how many ribs were broken. It's good to have armor for self-defense, otherwise I would have died on the spot under that violent blow.

The meridians were broken inch by inch by the fierce bully's killing intention, and there was a residual killing intention in my mind. Nanmen Feng smiled bitterly, wondering whether to cry or laugh.

You can escape such a serious injury. You should laugh!