"Don't talk nonsense, let's go together!" Qin Nanming pursed his lips.

"I don't know the so-called yellow-haired boy!"

Kawamoto let go of Meng Qingyou, grasped the moon-shaped scimitar tightly, and rushed straight towards Qin Nanming.

The momentum around him was suddenly released, he was a martial arts martial artist, his strength was extremely strong, his anger was rushing through the mountains and rivers, and the gusts of wind were howling endlessly.

"Qin Nanming, be careful, he is a strong man who has been famous for many years, Kawamoto Luosha, he used to be able to compete with Long Zhong, and his knife skills are extremely ruthless......"

Meng Qingyou's mother shouted.

Hearing this, Kawamoto showed joy and shouted excitedly: "Qin Nanming, it turns out that you are Qin Nanming?" Haha, great, I've been looking for you for so long, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to send it to the door. ”

"Huh!"

As soon as Kawamoto's words fell, his right arm fell to the ground, and Qin Nanming's shadow golden sword flew out, cutting off his right arm in an instant.

Everyone's faces changed wildly.

"Ahh

Kawamoto wailed, holding the knife in one hand, and slashed towards Qin Nanming.

"I'm going to cut you with a thousand cuts!"

Kawamoto's eyes are scarlet.

"Smack!"

Qin Nanming slapped him directly, and after the crisp sound, the angry Kawamoto suddenly flew out upside down.

"With garbage like you, kill me?"

Qin Nanming stepped on Kawamoto's chest, his face cold.

"Yanxia boy, let go of Lord Kawamoto!"

The rest of the warriors were furious and wanted to besiege them en masse.

"A bunch of garbage!"

Qin Nanming waved his hand, and the shadow golden sword reflected a huge phantom, and with a swing of the sword, the sword qi swept everywhere, crushing down, and suddenly blood splattered, and these ordinary martial artists were killed instantly!

"I won't let you go!" Kawamoto gritted his teeth, anger burning in his eyes.

"Wouldn't it be nice to be a little realistic?" Qin Nanming pursed his lips, these people always like to be strong kings.

It's clear that he can't beat it, why are he still clamoring to come out, Qin Nanming likes to be pragmatic and doesn't like this kind of.

"How many people are there in total?" Qin Nanming asked coldly.

"If you have the ability, you will kill me, but Ishii-sama will definitely avenge me, and you will soon go to hell to accompany me!" Kawamoto shouted.

Qin Nanming suddenly retracted his foot, let go of Kawamoto, and said lightly, "You can go." ”

Walk? What do you mean? Was he frightened when he heard Ishii-sama's prestige?

Kawamoto was dumbfounded.

"I will stay in Yaohuang Pavilion for two days, and call all the martial artists you are talking about, the stone well you mentioned, let him send me to hell!"

Qin Nanming said lightly.

Kawamoto had already stood up, his face turned purple for a while, Qin Nanming's nonchalant tone made him feel a great shame, and the most unbearable thing for a person to hold his voice was to be looked down upon by others.

Especially the hot summer people!

"Don't be sneering, Qin Nanming, we, Lord Ishii, will definitely break your body into thousands of pieces, proving that we are powerful in supporting our martial arts!"

Ishii shouted.

"I didn't scream, you are very good at supporting your voice martial arts, okay, let's go, let you say what Shijing came to me." Qin Nanming waved his hand a little impatiently.

Kawamoto almost vomited blood out of breath!

The more idle and humble Qin Nanming was, the more he felt despised by others.

"Okay, you wait, wait for Ishii-sama to arrive, when you kneel and beg for mercy!" Kawamoto was furious.

"How can you be like a fly, endlessly?"

Qin Nanming's eyes instantly turned cold, "If you don't disappear from my eyes after three seconds, don't go." ”

Kawamoto's face turned pale, and he turned his head and ran away.

He can't be defeated, and only by letting Ishii-sama make a move can he teach this arrogant boy a lesson.

"Senior Qin, I didn't expect you to appear, thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid our entire Yaohuang Pavilion would suffer!" Meng Qingyou walked over and thanked him sincerely.

Qin Nanming nodded, after all, in the alchemy of the Yaohuang Pavilion, these should be rewarded.

"Qin Nanming, do you really want to stay in Yaohuang Pavilion and wait for Shijing to come? He is a super strong man who supports his voice, Kawamoto and him are not at the same level at all, even if it is Long Zhong, he is not his opponent! Miao Anzhen said with a solemn face.

A trace of worry also appeared on Meng Qing's pretty face.

O Dragon Bell!

The prestige among the warriors of the hot summer is too great, and the dragon group god of war, no matter how powerful, is not Ishii's opponent.

Although Qin Nanming is famous, the rumored deeds are too exaggerated, and they don't have the opportunity to see it with their own eyes, and they don't know what realm Qin Nanming has reached.

"No problem!"

Qin Nanming disagreed.

Qin Nanming stayed directly in Yaohuang Pavilion, and a day later, the people from the Ghost Sword Sect finally arrived at Yaohuang Pavilion.

The so-called Ishii is the leader.

Hundreds of voice-raising martial artists, holding moon-shaped scimitars, the cold light was shining, such a strength was enough to level the entire Yaohuang Pavilion.

Even, the whole of Jiangnan is difficult to contend with.

"Qin Nanming, there are too many of them, Shijing, it's that bald man!" Miao Anzhen said worriedly.

On the opposite side, among the hundreds of martial artists, there was indeed a bald martial artist standing, his face was pale, he took two steps forward vigorously, and looked directly at Qin Nanming, with a strong momentum.

Meng Qingyou and the disciples of Yaohuang Pavilion trembled, and their hearts were raised to their throats, Shijing's momentum was too strong, although they didn't make a move, but everyone had already felt the oppression.

This is a strong man that Long Zhong can't even beat!

"You, that is Qin Nanming?" Ishii's eyes were cold.

"That's right, Lord Ishii, he is Qin Nanming, the person we came to take revenge this time!" Kawamoto said repeatedly.

"Not bad!"

Ishii looked at Qin Nanming coldly, and walked out step by step.

Murderous aura looms.

"Originally, I heard that you are a super genius in Yanxia, and I wanted to subdue you and serve us to help our voice, but you cut off Kawamoto's arm, which is indeed a great crime, and you can only apologize if you die!"

Ishii held his head high, and his tone was a little regretful.

"Boy, it's your own death!" Kawamoto sneered, he wanted to see the expression of regret on Qin Nanming's face.

Ishii stepped forward step by step, his face expressionless, and the momentum around his body suddenly bloomed, which was the cultivation of the late stage of the martial arts level.

The powerful coercion, the oppressive crowd could not breathe, for the disciples of the Yaohuang Pavilion, this was an unrivaled powerhouse.

Even Meng Qingyou and Miao Anzhen had a deep worry on their faces.

Qin Nanming's strength is all rumors, and it is too shocking to be believed.

However, Ishii's powerful majesty was truly experienced by everyone.

"Senior Qin, you must be careful." Meng Qingyou couldn't help but remind.

"Huh!"

The moon-shaped scimitar was unsheathed, Ishii's expression was cold, a killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his internal qi surged wildly.

"This knife is called Broken Mountains and Rivers, and dying under this knife is also your glory!"

Ishii said proudly.

The sword qi splashed everywhere, the cold light bursted, and as soon as Ishii made a move, he was the strongest killing move, wanting to let the young man in front of him know what fear was.

"Idiot."

Qin Nanming didn't have time to talk nonsense, he raised his hand lightly, and suddenly in the void, one palm fell with a thunderous momentum and smashed directly into Shijing.

"Bang!"

The huge palm covers the stone well.

Dust and smoke are everywhere.

Everyone was dumbfounded, wasn't Ishii going to make a killing move just now, how could he blink an eye......

The dust and smoke cleared, and Ishii appeared, but he was lying on the ground, covered in blood, no longer breathing, and he could not die again.

"How, how is it possible!"

Kawamoto was dumbfounded, pointing at Qin Nanming, and trembling uncontrollably.

"You brought all these people, saving me the trouble of looking for them one by one, thank you!" Qin Nanming nodded lightly.

"Poof......

Hearing this, Kawamoto was so angry that he actually spit out a mouthful of blood, and he had a feeling that his worldview was collapsing, and the invincible Lord Ishii in his eyes was actually slapped to death.

"Run! Hurry up and run! ”

Kawamoto shouted with all his might.

These voice-raising warriors trembled suddenly, and finally came back to their senses and hurriedly fled in all directions.

Qin Nanming specially gathered them, naturally it was impossible to let them go, and the Shadow Gold Sword shot out, under the control of the divine sense, it shot out one after another fierce sword rays.

Then there was a slaughter, a simple slaughter, these voice-raising warriors, under Qin Nanming's shadow golden sword, did not have any power to parry.

Blood, corpses, abound in the Yaohuang Pavilion.

A minute later, all the voice-raising warriors died tragically under Qin Nanming's shadow golden sword, no one escaped, and the corpses were all over the field.

The disciples of Yaohuang Pavilion looked at the breezy young man in front of them, and they all felt a chill behind them.

Although these Voice-Raising Ghost Sword Sects were their enemies, they couldn't help but feel furious when they saw the other party being killed at will.

Even if Qin Nanming is their benefactor, this young man's methods are too brutal and terrifying.

Only Meng Qingyou took the initiative to step forward and said, "Senior Qin, thanks to you this time." ”

"They're just looking for their own death!"

Qin Nanming waved his hand, turned around and left directly.