The audience was amazed.

Everyone was shocked.

What does this mean?

Get everyone on their way!

Is Ningbei crazy?

Suddenly, Lu Daochen was angry and dissuaded: "The king of the north ......"

Rumble!

At this moment in Ningbei, the momentum on his body was released again.

The momentum is released at this moment.

Originally, the terrifying murderous aura on his body melted like rain and snow.

This scene made Chu Lan's face change slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Quickly retreat, leave the wind word gate valve!" ”

"Fourth, take the Iron Horse of King Liang to evacuate here!"

The head of the autumn rain pavilion is numb.

For this change in Ningbei, their brothers are too clear.

This is to open the eight skills of sealing the king!

If the eight skills of the king are fully opened.

I'm afraid the entire city of Kyoto will be destroyed.

Ning Bei held the hilt of the Beiwang Knife with his left hand, and slowly pulled it out from his lower abdomen, and the original blood continued to gush out.

Can be in the North King knife, after being completely pulled out.

The blood has changed, and it is actually flowing back.

Blood backs up the wound!

Such an astonishing change caused everyone's pupils to shrink suddenly.

And in the blood, there is a faint hint of gold.

This is the power of divinity.

Ning Bei's deep eyes, the divine light was receding, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Bei Liang belongs, exit Kyoto!" ”

"Whoa!"

The dark piles of Beiliang, to which Beiliang belongs, were all withdrawn from Kyoto City.

Lu Daochen has been beaten, but he is the head iron, and he opened his mouth to persuade: "King of the North!" ”

"Lu Xiang, leave, if you fall tonight, it will be useless to live in the world, and you will be sad to return to one."

Ning Bei turned his back to him.

This is the first time to persuade Lu Daochen to leave.

If you don't listen to persuasion, I'm afraid of a big disaster!

Followed by.

Ning Bei spoke again: "Wushuang, you stay!" ”

"Okay, brother, I'll help you!"

Huangfu Wushuang's fingers slashed at his left shoulder, and the black flying feather robe on his body was completely torn.

Tonight, in the name of Bei Liang Erlang, his emperor Fu Wushuang killed these warriors of the gate valve family.

Only Ning Bei whispered: "Let you stay, don't do anything, it's to pass on your eight skills to be crowned king!" ”

"Eight stunts, passed to Changsheng, Xiao Lan, Yuting, Xiao Hanhan, Xiao Jiu and other five people, you haven't been in the north all these years, I don't have a chance to pass you on."

"Tonight, I'll pass you on a skill!"

"You are my unicorn in Beiliang, you should be at the top of this life, follow me to guard this vast Chinese thousand miles of rivers and mountains!"

"Once you spy on the pinnacle martial arts, no one dares to touch you in this Kyoto City!"

……

Ning Bei was telling the truth.

Those who have spied on the pinnacle of martial arts have the hope of becoming the pinnacle in the future.

The patron saint of a nation.

What's more, Huangfu has outstanding talents, once he spies on the pinnacle of martial arts.

With his potential, the future will be the pinnacle.

Such characters must not fall.

Whoever dares to assassinate, even if it is a gate valve, it is also looking for death!

Some things, once the bottom line is crossed, it is looking for death!

At this moment, Huangfu Wushuang was slightly stunned, sensing his eldest brother's aura, which was indeed a little weird.

Lu Daochen said in disbelief: "Chu Lan, the pinnacle of their snooping, did you teach them?" ”

No one answered!

At the door of the Fengzi Gate Valve, Chu Lan sat back in his wheelchair and slowly pulled out the war knife in his lower abdomen, the knife wound seemed to be very serious, but it avoided the vital point.

It's good to raise it for two months!

He said indifferently and softly: "Tonight, don't even think about living." ”

"Eight skills of the king, only the first skill, everyone is afraid to die!"

Qiu Yuting knew very well how terrifying Ningbei would be when he opened the Eight Techniques of the King of Seals.

Xin Luochen said softly: "The martial artists of the gate valve family are not ordinary people, they are innocent of death. ”

Only Yuan Tianfeng's eyes were wandering, wanting to inquire about the eight skills of the king.

His heart is itching, and he wants to learn!

But no one paid any attention to him, the little monkey.

Because, the battle in the manor is about to break out.

The real eight skills of the king are about to shine brightly.

It was Chu Lan in a wheelchair, and a trace of fanaticism flashed in the depths of his eyes.

It can be seen that the charm of the eight skills of the king can be seen.

Extremely terrifying!

On the lawn of the manor, the canopy is like a black cloth, and the full moon is like a disk.

Xue Bugui of the Xue family sneered: "Ningbei, you still can't help it after all!" ”

"Tonight, the martial artists of the two major sequences of our gate valve family, please advise King Beiliang!"

"You are young and high-position, you are a genius, your wrist and mind are almost like a demon, you can be in charge of a million Beiliang Army, with the age of a weak crown, and now you are famous in China, you are a character!"

"The gate valve family cannot be disgraced, and the king of Beiliang is naturally not disgraced!"

"Lu Xiang has left, there is no need to continue to put on a hypocritical face, tonight is the first official confrontation between the two major sequences of the Beiliang sequence and my gate valve family, as a martial artist, I will use martial arts to judge the high and low!"

"Kyoto Xue family, please Liang Wang for advice!"

"Kyoto Xuanzi gate valve, please Liang Wang for guidance!"

"Kyoto Yuanzi gate valve, please Liang Wang for advice!"

……

At this moment, hundreds of representatives of the Kyoto Gate Valve Family, without exception, are bowing their hands with martial arts etiquette.

Their faces were solemn, and they respected Ningbei.

After all, looking at the world, King Ningbei is not weaker than anyone.

It's a big shot!

To humiliate one's opponent is to humiliate oneself.

These gate valve people are actually the most conservative group of people.

The rules at home are still the same as those of ancient times a hundred years ago.

A century-old family.

Millennium gate valve.

The most important thing is the rules.

Now, all the people in the audience are martial artists, and there are no ordinary people.

Martial artists are very classy, and they belong to the martial arts world.

At this moment, no one mentions the iron law of the country.

Warriors have the rules of warriors!

And Ningbei was born in a famous family and was the king of Beiliang, how could he not understand etiquette.

The two sides have different philosophies and are regarded as enemies!

The appearance of a gentleman in a family does not mean that hundreds of people in a family are all evildoers.

Ningbei's white clothes were stained with blood, standing with his hands in his hands, and chuckled: "Northern Liang Ningbei, Jiupin Feng King, please advise you, after this battle, regardless of the door, bury all the kings!" ”

"Born in a family, you don't have a choice, you can sacrifice everything for the sake of the family; You are the king of Beiliang, and you don't have a choice, if you die tonight, the national ceremony will be richly buried! ”

With the heritage of the gate valve family, dare to bury Ningbei with a national ceremony.

It shows that they really have this underlying energy!

The hand of the gate valve family is stretched too long.

Xue Bugui of the Xue family took a step forward, released a powerful momentum of sealing the king, and said: "Xue Bugui, the sixth rank is at the king level, please advise King Liang!" ”

"Xuanzi Gate Valve Xuan Zhendi, the fourth rank is king-level, please Liang Wang for guidance!"

At this moment, five king-level figures walked out.

All of them are shots, attacking Ningbei!

The king-level figure makes a move, which is different from ordinary martial artists, and in his own thoughts, his invisible strength is released, and he can kill a strong enemy a hundred meters away.

The strength is released, invisible and colorless, killing the enemy with one thought, like a ghost, and it is impossible to prevent it!

It's a pity that today, their opponent is the king of Ningbei!

The five king-honored figures shot out together, focusing on the eyes of the audience, all with solemn faces.

Above the manor lawn, a trace of strong wind quickly swept by, dozens of waves, pressing deep gullies on the lawn, rolling up the sky full of green leaves.

Ning Bei closed his eyes, tapped the ground with his toes, stepped into the air, and moved his thin lips slightly: "Fengwang Eight Skills, Skill Skills, Open!" ”