Feng Ping suddenly felt that everything in front of him had changed.

He is in prison, and he is surrounded by miscellaneous people who covet his divine skills, especially his former uncle Feng Mofeng, who has coveted the Sunflower Treasure Book for a day or two, and he has long looked at him unpleasantly, and he must kill him before he can do it.

Without hesitation, he drew his sword, and Feng Ping stabbed at Feng Mofeng.

It's strange, Feng Mofeng didn't resist, yes, he has achieved great achievements, Feng Mofeng is a bad old man, how can he hide from his unparalleled speed, I heard that the eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty rely on the Sunflower Treasure Book to dominate, and even the disciples of the Xianmen may not be able to take them down.

I also practice the Sunflower Treasure Book, so there's no reason to be slower than them.

Killed Feng Mofeng with one sword, Feng Ping's feet did not stop, his body was like a ghost, shuttling through the crowd, one sword and one sword, and all the surrounding Huashan disciples were killed by him.

There were no more opponents standing around, Feng Ping became excited, and finally killed these miscellaneous people, so that they were coveting their own magic skills and their cheats, and they were all dead.

Wrong?

He seemed to be attacking Jinling City, the attacking soldiers were all unconscious, the Wudang faction fled, and he relied on his miraculous achievements to kill Wang Yuan, and met a little doll at the gate of the city, and then ......

"Amount"

Feng Ping only felt a pain in his chest, and there was a trance in front of him, showing the figure of his disciple Sun Buer, who was holding a sword in his hand, and the long sword was piercing into his body.

This white-eyed wolf, he wants to kill me!

"Why?"

Feng Ping said with difficulty, this sword hurt his heart and lungs, and he felt pain all over his body, soreness and weakness, and he didn't even have the strength to kill this rebel.

Sun Buji was stunned when he heard this, why?

Just now he swung his sword to kill his fellow disciples, and his uncle and ancestor were all killed by him, and now he asks why.

Feng Ping, a bastard, didn't go crazy sooner or later, but he went crazy at this time. Yes, he practiced the Sunflower Treasure Book, and he had gone mad, not talking about it like a woman on weekdays, and now he has killed his fellow disciples.

You must kill him, or he will definitely kill himself.

"I'll kill you to avenge your fellow disciples."

Sun Buji roared, drew his sword, and stabbed again.

Feng Ping only felt a light on his chest, and involuntarily slapped forward, and the majestic palm power surged out and slapped on the long sword stabbed by Sun Buer.

The long sword passed through his palm, bringing up a puddle of blood, piercing his arm and stabbing it in Feng Ping's chest.

"Bang"

Sun Buer slapped Feng Ping on the chest, his eyes widened, and he flew backwards, spurting blood outward, and he couldn't survive.

The sharp blade pierced through his chest, and his arm was almost pierced through, Feng Ping finally came back to his senses and saw everything in front of him clearly.

Senior Uncle Feng Mofeng fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he didn't blink to death, and several disciples were lying around, also with round eyes, and they didn't blink to death.

The little doll leaned against the city gate, screaming at herself, with a narrow smile on her face.

Inside the city gate, Wang Yuan floated in, and behind Wang Yuan were a group of disciples of Tianmen, the high-ranking of Sun Wenjun, and a column of sergeants.

Everything just now is true, but what I killed was not to covet the miscellaneous pieces of my secret books, but to trust my classmates, love my uncle, and trust my disciples.

"How so, how so?"

Feng Ping's eyes widened, and he began to cough up blood, and yelled at Wang Yuan. I blame myself for being greedy, why do you want to provoke the Tianmen faction, now it's okay, the body is dead, and there is not even a single disciple left.

When the little flower demon saw Wang Yuan, he screamed excitedly a few times, hugged Wang Yuan's thigh, and looked like he was inviting merit.

Wang Yuan looked at Feng Ping, he didn't expect Ya to really come from the palace, he had still learned the power of the Sunflower Treasure Book, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't even take it at the beginning, but he didn't expect to be wiped out by the little flower demon.

Tang Ning glanced at the little flower demon, and said in his heart This guy is getting more and more powerful, and so many people from Huashan have been wiped out by it. However, Tang Ning was also confident that he would not lose to Feng Ping, and the two armies faced each other several times, although he was suppressed by Feng Ping, he was not defeated.

Tang Xin glanced at the little flower demon in fear, this guy is good at confusing people's hearts, except for the head, it dares to exert a confused qi on anyone, if he is confused and leaks the inside story of the Holy Sect, he is a sinner of the Holy Sect.

Twelve didn't speak, he kept looking at Wang Yuan, senior brother not only broke through to the qi induction period this time, but also created a new secret book like Xuanyuan Water Control Technique, no, he must go back to the mountain and practice Xuanyuan Water Control Technique.

"Why, why?"

Feng Ping was not angry, and was still shouting.

Wang Yuan smiled.

"Do you really want to know?"

Feng Ping almost used all his strength and nodded.

Wang Yuan turned around and walked towards the city.

"But why should I tell you?"

"Poof"

Feng Ping raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his head tilted, and his eyes widened, just like Sun Bu'er beside him, with round eyes.

Sun Wen timidly glanced at Wang Yuan's back, lowered his eyebrows and asked twelve.

"Mr. Twelve, I, what should I do, what will our army do next?"

Twelve glanced at Sun Wen and frowned, Sun Wen was not like this before, how could a big war come down, and he didn't even know what to do.

"Send troops, attack the whole territory, and establish your Sun dynasty as soon as possible."

Wang Yuan's voice came from the front.

Sun Wen was overjoyed, and said the words of the Sun family dynasty from the palm of his hand, his dragon court was stable, and with the assistance of General Tang Ning and Mr. Twelve, how could he not win the world.

Tang Xin sneered.

"You seem to have forgotten something, your lord, right? All my Heavenly Gate masters have come down the mountain to help you establish a secular dynasty, but I didn't do a good deed. ”

Sun Wen was stunned for a moment, but reacted instantly, the Ming Dynasty had a Protector Immortal Gate, and the same was true of the previous dynasties, and Tianmen should also have this name.

"Fairy Tang rest assured, I will announce that the Gate of Heaven is the Immortal Gate of my dynasty to protect the country, and it will never change for thousands of generations."

Tang Ning and Twelve nodded, Sun Wen is still a try, but it may be that he doesn't know much now, and he doesn't know the true meaning of the Protector Immortal Gate at all, let alone the consequences of this thousand generations.

A few days later, with the cooperation of the little flower demon, Sun Wen's collection of the subordinates of the various departments was completed, and the army set off, rushing to the prefectures and counties of Wushe and Zhengyang Army respectively.

Wang Yuan stood on the city gate tower, and Twelve stood one step behind him, frowning at the luck stirring in the sky, his cheeks full of strangeness.

"Isn't it strange why I want to include the luck of this dynasty in my own luck?"

Wang Yuan looked at the few clouds entangled in the sky and asked.

Twelve nodded.

"The ups and downs of the dynasty's luck, three hundred years is a generational change, I have a senior brother in Tianmen, as long as the senior brother reaches the Mingshen realm, three hundred years is nothing."

Wang Yuan laughed.

"The evolution of the dynasty is the law of the world, my Tianmen, what I want is for thousands of generations, and I use the luck of the small world of Baxuanhuang."

Wuhua World, Tianmen Mountain Courtyard

Tong Yanghao looked excited and said to Li Wu next to him.

"Brother Li, the deadline for the Tianmen novice task is coming soon, right?"

Li Wu quietly took the spirit stone pushed by Tong Yanghao, put it in his sleeve and examined it, seeing that the number was considerable, he suddenly became happy.

"Don't worry, Master Tong, as a deacon of the Immortal Dao Alliance, I can know at any time when they will complete their tasks, you don't have to worry, the alliance will inevitably cut off this faction, and when the time comes, I don't need you to take action, and I will also be angry for you."

Tong Yang was overjoyed.

"Then thank you so much, Brother Li."