Chen Changsheng arrived, no surprise.

He's furious!

In the bitter cold land of the north, bordering eight countries abroad, it is always facing a crisis.

In the past ten years in Ningbei, the frequency of injuries is far less than the time when I returned to Bianjing!

This time.

Chen Changsheng really wanted to lead his troops to welcome back to Ningbei and return to the north.

Eight thousand miles in Mobei.

Listen to the tune and don't listen to the announcement.

The Northern Liang Army is in the north, looking at the whole world, who dares to move him Chen Changsheng?

Who dares to touch his Northern Liang Army!

Chen Changsheng turned around and held the knife in his left hand, and said in a low voice: "The guards listen to the order and kill Songshan Mountain!" ”

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Praetorian Guard was furious and prepared to destroy this thousand-year-old temple.

To be precise, Chen Changsheng has already done it.

He dodged, like a shock, and slashed sideways with a horizontal knife in his left hand.

Kupu Baoxiang was solemn, got up and recited the Buddha's name: "My Buddha is merciful, the holy land of Buddhism, you are not allowed to be wild!" ”

The strength of the old monk is not low!

A nine-grade king, but also from Shaolin, a thousand-year-old temple.

must have cultivated the martial arts of the outside world, the martial arts that he has dreamed of for a long time.

The old monk Kupu raised his big hand and shook Chen Changsheng's Northern King Knife.

Boom!

The moment when the two kings fought each other.

Chen Changsheng was crowned king for less than a year.

Although he is already the king of the second grade!

The second rank ranks as the primary king!

And this old monk is a top nine-rank king figure.

The difference between the two is huge!

Chen Changsheng was shocked back, and his strong strength made him injured, and the corners of his lips were bleeding.

The Immortal King who has always been domineering.

There is no such thing as giving up.

What about the King of Nine Pins!

Chen Changsheng stood in the northern desert and ranked first among the top ten ruthless people.

No one can shake the status!

He held the knife in his left hand, the blade was facing the ground, he slowly closed his eyes, and the domineering momentum on his body was all restricted!

This is not in line with Chen Changsheng's always domineering fighting style.

At this time, his temperament has changed a little!

The human touch on the body is slowly disappearing.

Instead, there is more indifference to the world.

As well as intense killing!

Eight skills of the king, the third skill, instant!

This is Ningbei, the eight skills that were passed on to their brothers back then.

The eight techniques that Chen Changsheng cultivated were instantaneous techniques.

Top ten ruthless people in Beiliang.

On the face of Ning Beiming, although he prefers Xiao Hanhan.

But their brothers all know it in their hearts.

Chen Changsheng is at the top of the top ten ruthless people, and Ning Bei personally admits that his status cannot be shaken by others.

Ning Bei taught him the first layer of the sword sword, the god of war technique, and the eight skills of the king!

Look at the top ten ruthless people.

Ningbei taught Chen Changsheng the most.

Chen Changsheng's combat power has never lagged behind several other ruthless people.

It's right next to it.

Ning Bei chuckled: "At the end of the moment, the pinnacle of the stream!" ”

"I created eight skills, but I didn't choose any of them, they were all prepared for you!"

Ning Bei chuckled softly.

Until today, the Northern Liang Army has ushered in the era of the king.

The army lord Ning Bei, as well as the commanders of the major legions, have been crowned kings one after another.

All of them will be crowned kings in the future!

After being crowned king, it is the pinnacle of the top.

However, Ning Bei held eight supreme martial arts.

When Chen Changsheng and the others arrived at the Nine Rank Sealing King Realm, they broke through the bottleneck with the pinnacle martial arts, one of the eight skills, and made themselves the pinnacle.

At that time, the Northern Liang Army will usher in the peak era.

There will be more than one powerhouse!

It's a full ten!

Not counting Ningbei, eight supreme martial arts can create eight supreme martial artists.

As for Xiao Hanhan and Dandan, the two of them don't have to worry.

The talents of the two of them, if they cultivate seriously, they will definitely be able to rank at the top in this life.

His own brother, Ning Bei knows better than outsiders!

In the darkness of the night.

Chen Changsheng performed the Eight Skills of Fengwang, and opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with ruthless colors, and the knife in his left hand was faster than Jinghong, and the blade was domineering.

Swish!

The old monk Kupu stood in place, raised his hands and was about to fight back.

The next second, he was stunned.

Behind him, Chen Changsheng didn't know when, he was already standing behind him, the black cold knife he was holding in his left hand, the blood dripping from the blade.

The movement speed inexplicably soars several times!

It's so fast that no one else sees it.

Faster than the wind!

The old monk Kupu said hoarsely: "Okay, what a fast knife!" ”

In his eyes, he did see Chen Changsheng make a move just now.

That knife was the most brilliant knife he had seen in his life.

The speed of the knife is inferior.

Wind and thunder!

This is the Eight Skills of the King.

Instantaneous Technique!

Yin Suyi asked timidly, "What did Brother Changsheng do?" ”

"At the end of the moment, the source of martial arts, Changsheng still doesn't understand, the true meaning of the instantaneous word technique!"

Ning Bei pinched Yin Suyi's little nose and chuckled dotingly.

As soon as Chen Changsheng made a move, his speed doubled!

There was only one person in the audience.

saw Chen Changsheng's speed.

With a knife, at that speed, the Kupu old monk of the ninth rank king level could not resist it at all.

Some people, even if they can see you do it.

Reflexes can be very sensitive when life is in a fatal crisis.

Unfortunately, your limbs may not be able to keep up with your thoughts.

Kupu's body fell to the ground with a bang.

A penetrating wound on the chest, piercing the heart.

Life is broken.

Surely death!

Chen Changsheng held a knife and said indifferently: "Whoever hurts my Beiliang army master, die!" ”

The people of Beiliang are domineering by nature!

provoked hundreds of stick monks, and said in horror: "Uncle Kupu! ”

"Uncle Kupu has passed away!"

Many stick monks all looked panicked.

Suddenly.

In the inner courtyard of Shaolin, a thousand-year-old temple, eighteen fierce monks poured out.

Each of them was holding a bronze stick, with a scar on the top of their heads, and although they were monks, they had a strong killing aura on their bodies.

"Eighteen Arhats?"

Ning Bei chuckled.

Another old monk who came out with the eighteen Arhats said with a sad face: "My senior brother Kupu has been merciful all his life, but now he has been poisoned by you, and he will take them all down for me and beat them to death!" ”

When Ning Bei heard this, he laughed again.

Bitter Pu is compassionate?

Previously, Ningbei was healing, and it was Pudu's bronze bell Dalu voice that blocked Ningbei's recovery from his injuries, and even made Yin Yongan suffer a backlash and almost die.

This kind of villain, you tell me to be merciful?

What a joke!

The Eighteen Stick Monks are the famous Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin.

Without exception, they are all kings.

The battle method of the feudal king can be combined into a formation.

Chen Changsheng held a knife in his left hand, indifferently stared at the eighteen stick monks, and surrounded him.

The two sides fought each other in a matter of moments.

Chen Changsheng held the cold knife and rushed away fiercely.

Eighteen stick monks, three people in a formation, everyone is a king, holding a bronze stick and fighting head-on.

Chen Changsheng's attack was blocked, and he did not kill directly.

Behind him, on the left and right, there are fifteen stick monks!

They are all king-sealing figures, and they are like guns, stabbing directly.

There is a bronze stick in the middle of Chen Changsheng's back.

"Poof!" Chen Changsheng spat blood from his mouth.

One person fought against eighteen kings, not to mention the eighteen Arhat arrays.

The toughest.

Yan Nantian said coldly: "What a Shaolin, is there no one to bully me in Beiliang?" To bully more and less, let you see over there! ”

"Where is my Beiliang Army?"

A loud shout.