Capture the thief and capture the king first!

Seeing that Ning Fan grabbed Nakta II's neck with one hand and hung him in mid-air,

The priests on both sides chose to stop, and they knew that the dust had settled.

"Stop!"

With the orders of the bigwigs on both sides, the Golden Armor Guard and the Divine Servant Legion, who were fighting, chose to stop without hesitation and began to quickly clean up the battlefield.

This was the first time Ning Fan had seen an army composed of warriors.

The average cultivation of the two legions is no more than the middle of the True Yuan Dynasty, but the power displayed in the battle far exceeds that of these priests of the Imperial Sky Period.

In Tiangu City, which enjoys a strong cultivation atmosphere, although the form of life is undoubtedly the same as that of a modern city, the army is still antique.

The lethality shown by these armies armed with cold weapons was enough to shock Ning Fan.

Each legion is divided into squads, forming a true qi protective circle to form a military formation, and then crushing and killing each other.

The losing side has only one end, and that is death.

Looking at the two corpses piled up like a mountain of gold, Ning Fan's eyes softened, and then they were replaced by a touch of coldness.

Both battles were provoked by him, and the priests on either side showed no signs of death, not even of being wounded.

Only these humble soldiers suffered huge casualties.

But Ning Fan didn't regret it. Those who want to achieve great things are not informal,

It is not so much that these soldiers died because of him, but that they were buried under the ambitions of the big guys.

Ignoring those subsections anymore, Ning Fan showed a cruel smile, "Miscellaneous, I said I was going to kill you." ”

As he spoke, Ning Fan's right hand was slightly forced, and Nacta II immediately breathed less and exhaled more, and his handsome face turned into a bewitching red because of lack of oxygen.

Victor, who had already arrived, said with an anxious look,

"Master Ning, stop. ”

"Ning Fan, you must not be impulsive. ”

Hearing Grandpa's intercession, Wick, who was guarded by the Nether Guard, muttered disdainfully, "Grandpa is really troublesome, what do you care about him living or dying." ”

Of course! Wick knew that there was no room for him to speak at the moment, and although he was very dissatisfied, he only dared to complain in his heart.

Maybe it was okay before, but when Ning Fan broke through into the imperial sky, he officially became a priest.

The next high priest of this temple is a little unqualified.

If Tieler was an idiot like Wick, I'm afraid that the Muto family would have been wiped out a hundred times.

Again, no matter how tragic the casualties are, the key people must not die.

Victor blushed and said in a deep voice, "Master Ning, you must not be wrong again and again. ”

Ning Fan snorted coldly and didn't answer, just turned his gaze to Tie Le.

"Although Ning Fan is arrogant, he still respects me, the high priest of the temple. ”

A hint of relief flashed in Tieler's heart, and then he persuaded bitterly, "Master Ning, you just listen to the old man's advice! The old man guarantees that you are okay. ”

"Really?"

Ning Fan's heart moved slightly, and the strength of his right hand relaxed a little.

"That's right!"

Victor nodded and said gloomily, "As long as you let His Highness go, the old man, as the speaker, promises that he will not be guilty of the past." ”

"Why should I believe you? ”

Ning Fan roared, and a huge wave of sound formed a shock wave that rushed away in all directions.

Ning Fan, who could perform true cultivation, shook the cultivation of the whole audience with this sound wave attack.

"Colorful Divine Light!"

Thinking of the scene of the test, Tieler's eyes were complicated, and only he understood the true meaning of the colorful divine light.

That means that Ning Fan has a trace of divinity and has the foundation for transforming from a mortal to a true god.

"Divinity! It's no wonder that when you first become a priest, you can shake our hearts. Ning Fan, you are so important to my Muto family. ”

Thinking of certain things, Tie Le's expression became more and more determined, even against the Pharaoh, he had to protect Ning Fan.

Victor gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't the identity of the old man enough?"

"Your Highness, you threaten to kill me. ”

Ning Fan said lightly, "It's up to you, the dog raised by the Pharaoh, why do you make decisions on behalf of your master." ”

"Presumptuous!"

In charge of Tiangu City, in a high position, enjoying the power of life and death, Victor had never heard this kind of irony, and his lungs immediately wanted to burst.

"Old dog, you still dare to argue with labor and management, it seems that you don't want your master's life. ”

Ning Fan showed a sinister smile, raised a slap, and slapped Nakta II in the face fiercely, and several snow-white teeth splashed into the air with blood.

"This shemale face looks disgusting. ”

Because of Ning Fan's release of water, the second generation, who could have taken a breath, immediately let out a miserable wail.

Seeing Ning Fan, he raised his palm again.

"Don't!"

Victor shouted, then lowered his head and pleaded bitterly, "Master Ning, you ......"

Before the words of plea could be uttered, Victor immediately heard something that made him lose his soul.

Nacta II shouted frantically with a leaky mouth, "I want you to die, so that you will never be reborn......"

Listening to the crazy curses of the second, Ning Fan flashed a trace of pride in his heart, everything was playing out according to the script.

Nacta II, who was originally an arrogant and boundless second ancestor, has always enjoyed the right to life and death of the sword, and he has never fallen into the fate of fish and meat.

If this slap continues, how can this kid care about the current end.

"You scumbag, don't you like to torture and kill women? Labor and management let you enjoy it. ”

When the words fell, Ning Fan's five fingers of his left hand opened in the shape of a claw, grabbed the second son's right arm, and then pulled it hard.

"Ah......h

Accompanied by a long wail, the pain of a broken arm immediately made the pampered II faint.

"I'm going to kill you. ”

Victor was furious, and the wind around him shouted urgently, and the strength of the peak of the sky caused the wind and clouds to change color.

"You try one!"

Noticing the fierce light in Ning Fan's eyes, Victor was stunned for a moment, and then returned to calm, and the scene of the sky changing just now disappeared in an instant.

The situation is completely deadlocked.

Ning Fan was holding the life of Nakta II in his hand, and he had already made the city hall a rat trap.

As for secretly sending people to help? If Ning Fan hadn't broken through yet, Victor might still dare to try.

But now, with the strength of Ning Fan's Imperial Sky Period, it is enough to pull Nakta II to accompany him to the funeral.

Looking at Tie Le, whose face was as heavy as water, Ning Fan said lightly, "High Priest, what do you say to do now?" Even if I let him go back, I can ...... later."

Tiele was a little displeased, "Don't you trust the old man?"

"Of course not. Ning Fan said sincerely, "Since you have chosen the temple, that kid is naturally of the same mind as the high priest. ”

"I didn't cause the incident today. The second was humiliated in every way, and the kid couldn't bear it anymore, so he chose to make a move. ”

Ning Fan said with a sad face, "If it is an ordinary person, if the high priest says a word, the kid will definitely not dare to disagree."

It's a pity that this is the only son of the Pharaoh, and the kid has to guard against it!"

(End of chapter)