As soon as he heard this, the four guards behind Nan Zhongtian pulled out their swords, all of which were spiritual weapons.

"Boy, you brought it on yourself! ”

Nan Zhongtian laughed and yelled.

"Death!"

The four guards, the two Martial Emperors, and the two Martial Emperors drew their swords and came back towards the Desolation, and the aura was raging. The bustling street was instantly emptied of a ten-foot vacant lot.

"It's over! These three people have angered the young city lord. ”

"It's dead, look at this young man's former Ji lightly has the talent of the Martial Emperor, but he provoked the young island master of Falling Whale Island, and now he can't escape his life. ”

Last ......

The surrounding crowd looked at the situation in front of them, as if they had seen the consequences that the three of them would face.

"Hmph, it's hard to be a kind person!"

Seeing this, he didn't want to cause trouble, but now a war is inevitable. Warriors walk in heaven and earth, go against the sky, and it is difficult to become a great weapon in fear.

Huang Wushang handed Xiao Lanlan to Gai Zhonggai and told the two of them to retreat.

"Zheng Zheng ......"

The four sword shadows are like one to the next, and the "One Sword Stream" is a sixth-order martial art cultivated by the guards of Falling Whale City. In the hands of Emperor Wu and Emperor Wudi, it is even more powerful!

Huang Wushang shook his head, he was able to cripple Zhuge in the early stage of the Martial God and escape under Sun Hongkun in the late stage of the Martial God. Now in the face of such a low-level opponent, I can't directly arouse interest, isn't this bullying children......

With bare hands, the battle is extremely fast. The fists were like spiritual weapons and headed towards the shadow of the sword.

"Dingdingding......"

With just one punch, the four guards on the opposite side fell to the ground, the two Martial Emperors did not know whether they were alive or dead, and the remaining two Martial Emperors looked at the half of the long knife in their hands in great horror.

"This!"

"Wow"

Everyone stared blankly at the desolation with a twisted fist and an unfinished face.

"Hey, I'm too weak, I'm lonely. ”

"Boy, take it all the way. Otherwise, I'll kill these two. ”

Suddenly, everyone saw that Nan Zhongtian had pinched one big and one small in both hands.

"Boom, brother. ”

"Brother Desolate, let's go......"

Gai Zhonggai is just a martial artist, and Xiao Lanlan doesn't know martial arts. was caught by Nan Zhongtian casually, and the two of them turned red.

"Let them go, I'll let you die!"

Seeing this situation, Huang Wushang looked at Nan Zhongtian coldly. In an instant, everyone around felt that the air seemed to be three points colder.

"Boy, you cut off your hands. Otherwise I'm really going to make a move!"

Nan Zhongtian was shocked when he saw the murderous aura on his face, and his hands tightened unconsciously.

"Look for death, Spirit Storm!"

The Desolate Supreme Soul burst out, and a divine sense instantly shattered Nan Zhongtian's spiritual power.

"Ugh!"

Then he dodged and punched the sluggish Nan Zhongtian ten feet away, and fell to the ground wailing.

"You are dead, I have informed my father, you will all die today!"

Nan Zhongtian had been hit like this, and he had asked for help through the sound transmission stone a few breaths ago.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

"Lord Nandao, what do you think of that matter? ”

There were two people plotting something at the stone table in the courtyard, and there was no one else in the courtyard.

Suddenly, one of the middle-aged men with a beard felt a movement in the sound transmission stone in his arms:

"Daddy, save me, City Gate Avenue!"

"Brother Nan, what's the matter?"

Another man in a yellow robe asked.

"My son is in danger! Brother Zhang, I'll go first!"

After saying that, a teleportation disappeared into the courtyard, and the middle-aged man in the yellow robe followed him.

"Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save you when he comes. ”

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The face of the absurd is full of murderous energy, and he hates being threatened the most. His father's whereabouts are still unknown, and the anger in his heart is even more.

"Die!"

Drawing out the Heavenly Dragon Knife, the spiritual power swirled, and the shadow of the Baizhang Sword fell towards the Nanzhong Heaven not far away.

"Yellow-haired kid, stop!"

A rebuke came out of the void, and a middle-aged man with a full beard stepped out, and his spiritual power blocked the heavens.

"Bang!"

In the end, he was still a step slower, and Nan Zhongtian was blown to pieces by the Ten Swords Shadow in terror, and his soul was scattered!

"Ahh

Nanjingshan's eyes turned red when he saw this, and he roared at the young man with a knife not far away.

"Give me a funeral!

Nanjingshan's ring flashed, and he took out a golden long knife. The terrifying mid-stage Martial God's spiritual power surged towards the Desolate Boundary.

"Suffered from the middle stage of the Martial God, approaching the late stage!"

Sensed Sedum's murderous intent, he hurriedly blocked it.

"Bell!"

Then the desolation was driven into the underground ruins by the furious Nanjing Mountain, and the dust was filled. There is an extra pit of dozens of feet on the ground!

"I didn't expect the young man's strength to be so strong, but now that Nanjing Mountain is coming, he will definitely die!"

"Brush!"

At this time, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe also arrived here:

"How is Brother Nan Ling Gongzi?"

Zhang Sandao looked around and found that there was flesh and blood flying on the ground one by one.

"This?"

Nanjingshan was silent, staring at the deep pit opposite.

"Something is wrong!"

Zhang Sandao also felt movement in the deep pit.

"Whew!"

A figure rushed out of the sky from the ground, a broken knife in his left hand was slightly dazzling, and a gray spiritual power hovered. Wrapped in cyan scale armor, only his facial features were exposed, and a huge tail was dragging behind him!

"Dragon!"

"What is this, it's terrifying!"

"Ahh

A five-year-old man screamed in fright.

Desolate passive defense, one move is to be knocked into the ground by Nanjing Mountain for several feet. However, Zhan Tianduan was indeed strong, and he resisted the attack of the hundred knife streams, but the qi and blood in his body churned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

There was a woman in the crowd who looked at the desolate appearance and was shocked:

"Destiny man! Inform my father immediately. ”

"Old boy, you're looking for death!"

The desolate blood-colored eyes looked at Nanjing Mountain indifferently, and now they have beheaded the other party's son, and the two sides will not die.

"Slash the sky!"

The Heavenly Dragon Sword Shoes wore fifteen dragon-shaped knives with gray spiritual power and walked towards Nanjingshan, and Nanjingshan felt that the spiritual power in the sword shadow was not under his own strength!

"Brother Zhang helped me kill this son, and I agreed to your request. ”

Zhang Sandao moved instantly when he heard this, and the terrifying spirit of the late stage of the Martial God forced open the open space:

"Very good!"

"Blue Shadow Sword"

Zhang Sandao made a move of the eighth-order martial art "Green Shadow Sword" to block the Heaven Slashing Technique.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Huang Wushang retreated thirty steps, and the opposite Nanjing Mountain retreated ten steps, Zhang Sandao was as steady as Mount Tai, and it was clear at a glance which one was stronger and which was weaker.

"It's the late stage of the Martial God again, and the strength is close to Sun Hongkun! What kind of evil has labor and management created! Is the late stage of the Martial God so worthless!"

Wild supreme smiled bitterly in his heart, the big guy who is rare for ordinary people to see is always on the other hand!

"Fight!"

Don't retreat, the desolation roars. The two on the opposite side sneered:

"The two great martial gods are seeing you off, you don't have to struggle. ”

The three heavenly spiritual powers are ready to go.

"Zhang Sandao, Nanjing Mountain, your two grandsons are so shameless, besieging a teenager!"

Just as the three of them were about to fight together, a playful whisper came from the void. A man in a purple and gold robe stepped out, and the head of the Long family on Whale Island--Long Zhan!

"Father, the man of destiny has appeared!"

"Hehe, it's not fair for the two of you to fight one, it's fair to count me as one. ”

Long Zhan walked in the sky and looked at Nanjing Mountain and Zhang Sandao playfully.

"Dragon madman, don't meddle in your business! The second son killed my beloved son, and the enmity of life and death is not shared every day!"

The two on the opposite side looked at Long Zhan and frowned, and Nan Jingtian roared. However, the two of them are very shy about dragon battles!