Qin Nanming stood proudly in the air, his black robe dancing, his black hair hanging down, his eyes were deep, and endless thunder rolled on his body, emitting a terrifying roar.

His thunder attribute is not strong, only yellow-level.

But his control of the thunder is too terrifying, he once relied on the power of the thunder, crisscrossing Penglai, and has completely controlled the power of the thunder, just like his own hands.

The power is naturally ten or a hundred times more powerful.

"The power of thunder, you hide deep enough. Your name is Dongfang Ao, interesting! ”

Bu Qianfan actually showed a smile, without the slightest expression of anger or horror.

"Hidden?" Qin Nanming smiled faintly, "There are many ways I hide it." ”

His strength has not really burst out, and his hole cards are not something that a mere step can understand.

"You are a talent, I am very optimistic about you, follow me, I can spare your life!"

Bu Qianfan waved his hand and said loudly.

Follow me?

Everyone was stunned.

Bu Qianfan actually let the masked man follow him.

This person, but the only son who killed him was shocking, didn't he take revenge?

Qin Nanming nodded and said, "Your strength is indeed good, if you are willing to be a slave for me for ten years, I can not kill you!" ”

There is a subordinate of the seventh layer of the Holy Martial Artist, which is indeed a good choice for Qin Nanming.

Bu Qianfan's eyes instantly turned cold.

Immediately, a sneer: "It seems that the battle just now gave you great confidence." ”

"It's time to tell you what real strength is!"

Rise!

momentum, suddenly exploded.

Bu Qianfan's white hair danced wildly, his robe danced, and behind him, the white mist began to surge up, condensed, and white silk threads formed.

"A thousand threads!"

The cold ice condensed into silk threads, as thin as hair, thousands of thousands, and it was impossible to see clearly.

What's even more terrifying is that these tens of millions of hair-like ice reveal an incomparably terrifying killing intent, cold, sharp, and the terrifying aura of death spreads.

"What is this?"

Everyone was shocked, they had never heard of this trick.

Obviously, it's a thousand sails, a real killer move.

Now, he's really getting serious.

"I heard that you can refine the Divine Pill, follow me, I am your best choice."

Bu Qianfan stared at Qin Nanming, with tens of thousands of cold ice filaments behind him, and said indifferently and threateningly.

As soon as this move is made, the masked man will be killed.

It turned out that it was for the gods.

Everyone's hearts suddenly became clear, and it was rumored that when the masked man was in the Liu family, he refined the peerless divine pill, and most of Liuhai City smelled the danxiang, which was very terrifying.

For the sake of the Divine Pill and for the sake of strength, even the hatred of the only son can be put down.

How cruel it is to cultivate.

"Idiot!"

Qin Nanming looked coldly, and directly shot out with a sword.

"Stubborn unknown!"

Bu Qianfan's eyes were cold, and in an instant, endless thousands of slashes shot towards Qin Nanming, piercing through the void, although it was only a filament, the power was even more terrifying than the previous iceberg.

There are thousands of them!

"Thunder, break!"

Endless thunder erupted from Qin Nanming's body, and his thunder power and control were already meticulous, as if he was a part of his body.

His way of thunder has reached its peak.

"Bang bang bang!!"

The void exploded, Qin Nanming's black hair danced wildly, the thunder spread, and he was like a black-robed god of war, cold and calm, unscathed.

"Blocked, this person is really against the sky!"

The hearts of everyone were extremely shocked.

Bu Qianfan's pupils shrank slightly, obviously, his heart was also very shocked.

"Father, Dongfang is so strong, he really has the strength to fight with the one-armed sword king!"

Liu Feng said with some joy.

Obviously, Dongfang Ao's strength exceeded each of their expectations.

Even she didn't expect Dongfang Ao to be so terrifying.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful he is, he won't be the opponent of the one-armed sword king!"

Liu Haoyan snorted coldly.

"Why, Dongfang Ao, has proven his strength, he has always had the upper hand."

Liu Feng was dissatisfied, and his father had been carried away by hatred.

"Sword King, no knife yet!"

Liu Haoyan said indifferently.

"The knife is the strongest means of the one-armed sword king!"

Liu Feng's body shook.

"But no matter how powerful he is, he is not invincible. Dongfang Ao, is there no chance at all? Didn't his arm be cut off as well? ”

"Do you know who cut off the arm of the one-armed sword king?" Liu Haoyan sneered.

"Who?"

"Lin Yi'an!"

When Liu Haoyan said this name, Liu Feng's body couldn't help but be shocked.

Lin Yi'an.

The great devil who once crisscrossed the ancient martial arts world slashed through the sky with a sword, so that the eight major sects couldn't raise their heads.

If he wants to establish a sect, I'm afraid he can compete with the Sifang Hall.

However, Lin Yi'an was free and cruel, people blocked and killed, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, killed countless people in the ancient martial arts world, and destroyed several major sects, and finally angered the divine envoy.

Lin Yi'an also finally fell into the fate of being suppressed.

"When the One-Armed Sword King entered the Holy Martial Artist Realm, at that time, Lin Yi'an had just entered the Holy Martial Artist, and both of them were immortal geniuses, unruly, and finally a big war broke out."

"In the end, Bu Qianfan's arm was cut off, but in that battle, Lin Yi'an was also hit hard, and between the two, it was a draw!"

Liu Haoyan continued.

Draw!

Being able to draw with Lin Yi'an can indeed show the horror of Bu Qianfan.

But Lin Yi'an was even more terrifying.

When he was at the seventh layer of the Thousand Sails Saint Warrior, Lin Yi'an was already at the ninth layer of the Saint Warrior, and he had already dared to challenge the divine envoy.

This big devil in the ancient martial arts world is indeed amazingly talented.

It's a pity that it was suppressed by the divine envoy after all.

This kind of conversation was also passed among the onlookers of the holy martial artists, and some unaware holy martial artists were shocked that it turned out that Bu Qianfan's arm was cut off by Lin Yi'an.

This is an honor for him.

"Very good, you are more powerful than I thought, it has been more than ten years, and there is no opponent worthy of my knife."

"You're the first!"

The big knife behind Bu Qianfan slowly came out of the sheath, sharp, domineering, and a cold knife intent came out of the sheath in an instant.

This knife is pure white, like a cold ice forging, glowing with a dazzling light, with streamers circulating on it, and the great charm blooms, making people's hearts tremble.

"It's terrible, as soon as the knife came out of the sheath, I felt the terrifying knife intent, with this knife in hand, the sword king can indeed crisscross the entire Yunzhou."

"Indeed, Bu Qianfan with a wind chopping knife is the real one-armed sword king, terrifying, and can cut through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with one knife."

The hearts of the people trembled and they exclaimed.

I was shocked by the strength of Bu Qianfan.

Even Liu Feng's heart was shocked, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Bu Qianfan, too powerful.

Without a knife, he can be on a par with Dongfang Ao, and with the wind cutting knife, how terrifying should it be?

"Knives, good."

Qin Nanming smiled lightly.

This knife is also a magic weapon, it belongs to the spirit weapon level, and it should have been obtained from some ancient monument.

Qin Nanming had a dark wound on his body, and without using any powerful means, he was able to fight against the seventh layer of the Holy Martial Artist, among them, he naturally had the advantage of the Shadow Golden Sword.

Hearing Qin Nanming's words, Bu Qianfan smiled lightly, and a trace of arrogance appeared on his face.

This knife is his most powerful means and capital.

"Wind Cutter! One knife, cut through the mountains and rivers, I will only kill the strong under this knife! ”

Qin Nanming's expression was indifferent, and he nodded, as if he also admitted Bu Qianfan's statement.

Immediately, he looked at Sun Xiong and asked, "How is this knife?" ”

Sun Xiong was slightly stunned, but nodded and said: "It is indeed a good knife, Bu Qianfan relies on this knife to crisscross Yunzhou, which is enough to enter the top ten people." However, the flame sword in the hands of the predecessors is probably not under this sword. ”

"This knife is for you!"

Qin Nanming said lightly.

Well?

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, the man in the mask was so confident.

Could it be that he thought that he could still snatch the Wind Chopping Knife in the hands of the One-armed Sword King?

It's too wishful thinking!

"Crazy, you are really arrogant to the limit, could it be that you treat me as a little person?"

The domineering cold voice was full of anger in his tone.

For the first time, he was so ignored.

"It's just an ant!"

Qin Nanming shook his head slightly.

It's really ants.

Qin Nanming once seriously injured the Divine Envoy King when he had just stepped into the Holy Martial Artist, although he himself was also seriously injured in the end.

But now, he is already a fourth-level saint warrior.

Without turning on the Blood Dragon Qi, he could also kill the martial artists of the seventh layer of the Holy Martial Artist in an instant.

Even if he has a secret wound now, he still has the means to kill the seventh-layer martial artist of the Holy Martial Artist in an instant, such as the Silent Destruction Palm......

It's just that once the Silent Extinguishing Palm is used, it takes a long time to recover before it can be used for the second time, and Qin Nanming is unwilling to use it on a mere thousand sails.

Not to mention turning on the Blood Dragon Qi.

However, he has other means to kill Bu Qianfan in an instant.