Chapter 105

If you put it before, this South Gate maple is a losing game. Now, in the later stage of Zhenjing, nanmenfeng doesn't want to be a second person.

"Zhenjing second floor?" the young man frowned deeply. It was obvious to him that it was an insult to Zhan Zhenjing second floor. Stunned for a moment, he immediately murmured, "well, quickly solve the battle. You can fight more today."

Nanmen Feng was speechless again, but he was used to this contempt and laughed it off. This is a battle of life and death. Being despised by his opponent is more favorable to him.

There were only two of them in the empty field, and the young man's killing intention filled the air and shrouded all around. Nanmen Feng seemed unaware of the suppression of this momentum. He was not afraid at all.

"It's interesting." the young man gently pursed his tongue, pursed his lips, smiled grimly, and whispered, "I'll give you a painful way to die."

"Fight!"

Nanmen Feng ignored his eyes and aroused the anger of the young man. The latter shouted and burst into the sky like the essence.

As he rushed forward, a long cold shining sword with a golden awn roared in the air.

Xuanyuan sword appeared suddenly. The sharp sword idea spread out according to the trend, and the wind rushed out to meet the flying golden awn.

Boom!

The real yuan burst with golden light, and the vitality in the field immediately burst out.

Nanmen Maple took a step back, and the young man continued to rush forward. He cut it with a sword, without giving Nanmen Maple a chance to breathe.

"You're proud to borrow my sword!"

The maple in the South Gate smiled faintly, and the Xuanyuan sword cut down with a cold light.

The strength of the young man is very strong. Zhenyuan is stronger than him, but his strength is limited. Nanmen Feng wants to try to put aside the power of the body. How strong is he now.

There was a roar in the field, and the strokes shook hard, and the maple in the south gate was gradually at a disadvantage.

Although the young man had the upper hand, his eyes were not at all pleased, but full of doubt and fear. He has the strength of leapfrog challenge. It is a great insult for him to be leapfrog challenged by a person with only two levels of truth.

Kill!

After a long battle, the young man was finally angry.

The sword edge suddenly condensed a gray air, and the strong killing intention made Nanmen Maple tremble at the bottom of his heart.

How strong! His sense of killing is stronger than Shi Yu's. It is a kind of killing intention understood from life and death, a kind of killing intention of sacrificing myself and killing everything.

"You're not the only one who has the ability to condense the mind and transform the form."

The south door Maple sneered, Xuanyuan sword spit out a sharp sword idea, and fiercely greeted the killing idea.

"It's a little interesting." the maple eyes in the south gate were frozen. The fourth floor of the true realm could send out the attack power of the sixth floor of the true realm. His strength was really extraordinary. But it's time to end.

The eight changes of the imperial wind spread out. The maple at the South Gate moved at the bottom of his feet and his body twinkled. He forced his way through the killing spirit around the young man. Xuanyuan sword, like a flash of lightning, instantly appeared on the young man's chest and pierced through with one sword!

"What a fast sword!"

The young man looked at his chest in disbelief, and immediately his pupils spread and fell to the ground!

As soon as he grabbed it, he took off the storage bag around the young man's waist and swept away his consciousness. A smile appeared at the corners of the maple mouth in the south gate. The old man was right and the harvest was really good.

Only there are more than 3000 middle grade yuan stones and more than 50 top grade yuan stones. Nanmen Maple temporarily ignores some other pills and messy things. For the warrior in the middle of Zhenjing, he is extremely rich.

Two figures came out of the door under the stand. One of them grabbed the young man's body and turned away. Another man came to Nanmen Feng and said slowly, "do you choose to continue or rest."

"Have a rest." Nanmen Feng said and turned to the stand. This one cost a lot of real yuan. Every next one was a battle of life and death. Nanmen Feng didn't dare to be careless.

At this time, the middle-aged man in white sitting in the middle of box 1 said to himself, "this boy is a little strange."

The old man beside him smiled and said, "yes, sword intention, wind intention and body cultivation, and the skill seems to be very powerful. The real realm is two layers, and the real yuan is strong, which is faintly better than the general real realm six layers."

"Which family trained such a monster? I can't see through it all the time. Do you have any clues?"

The middle-aged man in white wrinkled his eyebrows and shook his head after thinking for a long time. "Whatever else, only some forces with ancient inheritance have this body cultivation skill, and not many people are willing to practice this stupid skill."

"This boy, I think his physical training has reached the late stage of the true state. The speed of physical training is much slower than that of Qi training. He is only twenty-three or four years old at most."

"Is there anyone around him?" the middle-aged man in white suddenly turned his head and asked.

The old man said faintly, "there is only one boy on the third floor of Zhenjing. You saw it just now. As for the others, you haven't found them yet. I sent someone to observe him secretly yesterday and didn't find any changes."

"Well," said the middle-aged man in white, "there are two possibilities. One is that there is no one to follow; the other is that the strength is too strong for the people you send to find out. I think the latter is more likely."

"Don't act rashly first. Continue to observe for some time. It's best to bring him into the door. His strength is good, and his understanding of the meaning of the wind is OK. Most importantly, if there is someone behind him, it will be of great benefit to us."

"I know what to do." the old man nodded gently.

At this time, Nanmen Feng didn't know that he had been secretly observed. Mu Pengcheng, who was watching the hand and foot dance, said loudly, "we're rich. It won't take long for us to be rich. 1140 top-grade yuan stones!"

The only regret is that the odds here are one to one. It would be great if the odds were doubled if we leapfrog the challenge like the outside.

"The next game continues."

I heard in Zuixian building the day before yesterday that there will be an auction half a month later. At that time, there will be all kinds of rare treasures. What we need to do now is to earn some yuan stones as much as possible. Leizhou's wealth is beyond Nanmen Maple's imagination. Now this wealth is far from enough.

Another battle ended. This time, a person at the peak of the spirit realm challenged the first level of Zhenyuan. Finally, the person at the peak of the spirit realm won.

Nanmen Maple has a deep understanding of the strength gap between the spiritual realm and the real realm. This man has grown up differently. But it's too hard to live in this arena of life and death. No one here is weak.

Once again, it was Nanmen Feng's turn to enter. This time, the opponent was a big man on the fifth floor of Zhenjing. He was burly, like an iron tower. His muscles were high and uplifted, as if he was about to explode at any time.

"It's like a chicken." the big man glanced at Nanmen Maple discontentedly and muttered.

Nanmen Feng was speechless. He was not low in height. Especially after practicing the immortal golden body formula, he was a little taller and much stronger.

Among ordinary people, Nanmen Maple definitely stands out from the crowd. Of course, his face is also.

Compared with the big man in front of him, he is really not much different from a chick. But what does this have to do with strength?

At the moment, there are only two of them in such a large open space, and the battle may break out at any time. Nanmen Feng dare not slacken. He can stand here for every simple person.

Sure enough, just when the maple in the south gate was stunned, the big man suddenly burst into a rage and cut over with his double axes.

The huge double axes looked like a kilo of weight, but they became as light as nothing in the hands of the big man. A strong wind rolled up to the maple in the south gate, and the vitality in the air immediately rioted.

The maple at the South Gate moved his feet and took out the Xuanyuan sword. Instead of retreating, he went up.

"Seek death!" a shrewd look flashed in the big man's eyes. He dared to confront himself. One move is enough.

Boom!

The maple in the South Gate retreated violently, urging Zhenyuan to dissolve the huge force pouring into his body. The big man was also Deng, Deng and Deng. He took three steps back before he stopped his mountain like body.

"Boy, your strength is not small!" the big man looked at Nanmen Feng in surprise. He was born with divine power since childhood. No one can compare his strength with him. I can't imagine that the boy's strength is not much worse than him.

After shaking his sore arm, Nanmen Feng was secretly surprised at the strength of the man in front of him. He thought that after practicing the immortal golden body formula, his physical strength was invincible among the martial arts of the same level. Unexpectedly, the strength of the man was stronger than him!

"Come again!"

The big man shouted violently, his double axes were raised high, and the wind roared and chopped.

Nanmenfeng was so competitive that he simply didn't use Zhenyuan's power, but just attacked with the strength of his body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two are intertwined. They are braver and braver. Nanmen Maple will retreat a few steps every time they collide with physical strength. Although Nanmen Maple's strength is not as strong as that of the big man, his body is far stronger than that of the other party. It seems to fall behind, but it does not cause substantive damage.

On the contrary, the big man had to bear the huge shock force every time. His face turned red, and light blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he had been injured internally.

Unexpectedly, the big man looks rough and crazy, and his heart is so cunning. When they compete for power, they suddenly urge Zhenyuan's power. Nanmen Maple's eyes are gloomy, which is a lesson.

Between lightning and flint, Zhenyuan burst out and the golden awn burst.

Axes and swords collided fiercely, and there was a rumbling sound of Zhenyuan explosion in the field.

The maple in the South Gate snorted, retreated sharply, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. The big man succeeded in one move. He won the power and forced him up again with his double axe.

"It's over!"

The killing machine flashed in the South Gate Maple's eyes, his body moved, passed between the double axes, and the Xuanyuan sword crossed the man's neck, leaving a light blood stain.

The big man was in a hurry. After running more than ten steps in a row, he suddenly trembled and fell down!

Sit down slowly, the maple at the South Gate starts to recover. He could have avoided that move just now, but he didn't. He just wanted to teach himself a lesson. You can't make the same mistake.

The man's body was taken away, and the storage bag was thrown beside Nanmen Feng. This is the rule here. They will not give any reward to those who participate in the battle of life and death. The booty is their reward.

"Continue or rest?" the middle-aged man came to Nanmen maple and said indifferently.

Nanmen Feng didn't look up either. "Is the next scene the real six layer warrior?"

"You can refuse." the middle-aged man's voice had no emotion.

Nanmen Feng said, "I want to know what my odds are!"

"One to one."