Chapter Seventy-Three: The Great Scuffle

However, after Liang Zi and the others left, Nangong flew up to the wall and faced the more than 1,800 cultivators alone.

"In Xia Nangong Shu, what are you doing here?" As soon as he spoke, all the cultivators suddenly fell silent.

Nangong book?

He is Nangong Shu?

What a young look...... That senior was right, Nangong Shu is really a teenager! But...... How does the situation seem to be a little different from what the predecessors said?

Because of this Nangong book, he can fly.

Flying, that's the ability of the sixth order!

Nangong Shu is a sixth-order? doesn't it mean...... Is he just a fourth-order?

Forget it, no matter...... Whether it's the fourth order or the sixth order, let's fight directly!

This time, the cultivators did not retreat again, they had repeated it again and again, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, so that even they looked down on themselves a little, and now there was another person, and he was still a teenager...... If you retreat, you can just go home and farm, what kind of cultivation will you cultivate, and what treasure will you take?

And most importantly...... Qi Mingfei just said that reinforcements are coming, and he is the master of the world's most famous anti-dragon mercenary group!

Now, his task is not really to kill Nangong Shu, but to drag him down.

Leave the rest to the master to solve.

"Nangong Shu, hand over the Bible of the Dead, tie your hands and arrest you, spare you from death!"

The greeting was accompanied by the attack of thousands of people, and Nangong turned a blind eye to everyone's attack, because the Broken Gold and Jade Enchantment was still there.

Within the barrier, the wind can enter, the rain can enter, but people cannot enter.

Attack, of course, can not enter.

Nangong instead paused for a moment to greet him: "Undead Bible, it turns out that you want this ......" After thinking about it for a while, he immediately understood the cause and effect of this group of cultivators coming to besiege the City Lord's Mansion, and subconsciously glanced down at the several large cloth bags in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas......"

Countless ice flame fireball wind blades dissipated in front of the enchantment, but Nangong's eyes were full of loneliness that could not be dissolved, Rao was as good-tempered as him, and his heart was also full of resentment at this time.

There is even an urge to smash the big cloth bag in his hand.

No one but Eve knew what he had done all night in retreat, and the answer was in these big bags.

As Liang Zi could see, the cloth bag contained all runes, roughly calculated as about 20,000 sheets - this was the result of his hard work all night.

For the sake of these runes, his true qi was drastically depleted, almost exhausted.

And these rune papers, on which are not painted with other runes, but ...... Karmic inflammation. As long as the true qi is entered, the rune paper will burn, and the burning flame is the karmic flame.

Dedicated to dealing with the undead summoned by Imo - Karma Yan!

The horror of the undead, Nangong knows best. It can be said that if there is no restraint, those monsters made of sand, earth and black gas are truly immortal, even if you break them to pieces, the next moment, they will be reborn.

In view of this, yesterday Nangong saw that more and more cultivators in the city were gathering, and concluded that they must be going to enter the Hamna Tower to find those so-called treasures, he knew that he could not stop them, so he thought that he was the same kind, and he couldn't bear to see them die in vain, so he had this night of retreat.

But who would have thought ......

I have a good heart, but in the end I get such a result. He did not hesitate to spend his true qi to make rune paper for them, but in the end...... But they coveted the Bible of the dead in their hands, and they did not hesitate to tear their faces and kill them.

Actually, it's not that Nangong is so rare this scripture, it's just that after the undead bible absorbed Lin Xuanran's dark power, it suddenly became a piece of stubborn iron, and no one could open it, even if it was given to them, what was the use?

It's a pity......

Nangong knew about this, Liang Zi knew it, everyone in the City Lord's Mansion knew about it, but this group of cultivators who had just arrived didn't know. All they knew was that it was an artifact!

The word artifact is enough to make the vast majority of people take risks.

"The eldest young master is right...... People's greed is endless, the world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit...... The Bible of the Dead is in my hands, and it can be regarded as a sin......"

Nangong shook his head, stopping himself from thinking about it, only to feel extremely disheartened.

The Broken Gold and Jade Enchantment is about to disappear, and time is running out, Nangong thought about it, and still felt that although you did the first year of junior high school, I couldn't do fifteen.

Then he was silent for a moment, and then he spoke: "Ladies and gentlemen, I know that the purpose of your trip is to enter the Tower of Hamna. However, Hamnata has been entrenched by Imo for 1,800 years, and during this time, it is far from being as dangerous as outsiders think. In these bags, there is a little bit of heart, which has a certain lethality to the undead, and I hope it will help everyone. There will be a period later. ”

The words have come to this point, and it is already benevolent and righteous. Nangong put the cloth bags on the wall and silently prepared to leave. But he wanted to leave, but the group of cultivators below refused to agree.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Keep him!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, all the cultivators made their moves, and in the blink of an eye, another giant dragon rose into the air. Especially Qi Mingfei, who was in the lead, his sword aura was the most powerful.

Only this time, the dragon was a little smaller.

The power of the Broken Gold and Jade Enchantment was there, and many cultivators who were good at melee combat did not dare to approach it at all, and they did not have a long-range attack method, so they didn't want to become a pile of minced meat, so they could only stay there and watch.

It's crackling, crackling......

Countless attacks landed on the barrier, making a chaotic sound, and when they converged, they became a "boom".

This time, those who were good in their eyes immediately found that the power of the enchantment had been significantly weakened, and it no longer protected the entire City Lord's Mansion like an iron bucket like before. Several attacks, especially the youngest arrows, had broken through the blockade of the barrier and landed in the Lord's Mansion.

When people saw it, they were immediately overjoyed: "The barrier is about to break, everyone continue!"

"Come again!"

Hey...... Everyone worked together, and in the blink of an eye, there was another wave.

Rumble!

The enchantment formed by the broken gold and jade talisman was finally shattered, and as soon as Nangong's figure disappeared from the wall, the City Lord's Mansion turned into a sea of fire.

Countless cultivators rushed in, and the guards in the mansion rushed out without fear of death, fighting with all the cultivators.

However, for a crowd of 1,800, a dozen guards were simply too small, and it would be an overestimation to say that they were weak. In just a few moments, two guards collapsed in a pool of blood.

The rest of the dozen or so guards were still fighting bloodily, and one of them shouted at Nangong, "Young Master Nangong...... There are too many of them, so they are left in the green hills, and they are not afraid of running out of firewood...... Ahh

Before the words fell, he was stabbed in the heart.

Nangong's eyes turned red instantly: "You guys...... Is it really my Nangong book to be a fool?"

The reason why he wants to leave is not because he can't beat it, but because he ......

He didn't want to kill at all!

Now Imo was around him, and his right eye could see that a black hurricane was coming from the east, but this group of cultivators was so ignorant of the general situation, and they were only killing each other for the sake of immediate gain, and they did such a painful and hateful thing.

If it had been someone else, they would have been killed to the scum. But Nangong is none other than Nangong Shu.

They are unkind, but he cannot be unjust.

However, now, seeing these central guards die one by one at the hands of this gang of robbers, Nangong felt that he couldn't bear it any longer.

After all, no matter how much you can endure it, there is a bottom line.

Exceeding the bottom line, that's not forbearance, but cowardice!

Silently, that mysterious and complex star mark appeared between Nangong's eyebrows, and a strong momentum emanated leisurely, and the closest and highest cultivation fifth-order cultivators took a few steps back on the spot, their eyes full of shock.

Sixth Order!

Sure enough, it's the sixth order!

What is the concept of the sixth order?

Among this group of 1,800 cultivators, who were mainly of the third and fourth orders, the sixth order represented ...... Invincibility!

Rumble!

If Nangong doesn't make a move, he will make a move, and if he makes a move, he will enter the tiger and enter the flock.

I saw that his figure flashed, and the person disappeared in place. The next moment, countless cultivators flew out upside down on the spot. In front of the dozen or so guards, it was instantly emptied.

Countless people subconsciously fought back, but their counterattack couldn't touch half of Nangong's clothes at all.

It's not that he's fast, compared to Liang Zi, even if Nangong enters the sixth order, his speed is far inferior, but ...... His actions are weird!

Yes, it's weird......

In the eyes of the cultivators, Nangong at this time was like an uncertain prophet, obviously his thoughts had just arisen, and the weapon in his hand had not yet been raised, as if he knew what he was thinking next, so he evaded and strangled his attack in the cradle.

There were a few times when there were so many attacks that I couldn't dodge.

But only the person who hit Nangong knew that his attack was not even an itch to him. His body is simply ......

It's hard to imagine!

Whoosh!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Ahhh

True Qi is exhausted, and fighting purely with alien power is the first time for Nangong to say this. But this experience was unexpectedly good.

It's really good!

It's just indescribably good!

Nangong only felt that his body was full of strength, and as wave after wave of cool breath emanated from the star mark in the center of his eyebrows, infiltrating his whole body, the power continued to emerge, as if he would never get tired.

At this moment, in his eyes, it seems that there are no secrets in this world.

At this moment, in his eyes, the 1,700 cultivators were simply nothing.

Everywhere he passed, no one could stop him, and there was no enemy at all, and all the attacks, all the obstacles, all became local chickens and dogs.

There are no advanced martial arts, and there are no subtle tricks, just slap it with one palm and snap ...... A fifth-order fell.

Another kick, snap...... Another fifth-order lay down.

Punches, kicks, slaps, elbows, knees...... Today's Nangong is in response to Liang Zi's famous saying: My body is my weapon. At this moment, he seemed to be dancing in the crowd. In just an instant, he shuttled back and forth a few times, picking on those fifth-order attackers who took the lead.

When all the Fifth Order fell, they began to look for the Fourth Order. It's just that the number of people in the fourth order is a bit large, and it can't be cleaned up for a while......

Unconsciously, the more than 1,000 cultivators who had poured into the City Lord's Mansion had been divided into several pieces—they had been forcibly separated by Nangong.

Wherever he went, there was a way to be vacated, like ploughing a field. A plow...... It's empty!

Another plow, another ......

In this way, I don't know how long it took, but the crowd suddenly fell silent.

The few remaining guards were already stunned - they were frightened by Nangong, and they all opened their mouths wide, not even knowing that the halberd in their hands had fallen to the ground.

They knew that Miss Eve's friends were strong, but they never knew that her friends were so strong!

One against a thousand!

Even if it's a sixth order, that's too unbelievable, isn't it?

Although that elf (Liang Zi) also broke a thousand with one, it was only a wave of attacks, but now this Nangong Shu actually shook 1,700 people head-on with the power of one person.

What's more, he also succeeded......

"Every sixth-order...... Are they all such perverts? Or are they ...... Is it a demon at all?" the guards all thought in unison.

Thinking that he had tried his best to let him run for his life before, when he thought of it, he couldn't help but feel red.

With such strength, it should be the person on the other side who escapes, right?

......

"Run for your life......"

At this time, all the cultivators did have such thoughts. Because such a Nangong book is really invincible...... Counting the people on his side, hundreds of them have already died, but Nangong's body is stunned that there is not even a trace of blood.

Not only was there no bloodstain, but looking at his energetic face, there was not even a trace of exhaustion.

Although the previous senior (Alpha) was also very powerful, her target was not herself after all, and now facing Nangong Shu head-on, all cultivators had the most intuitive feeling of the word "Sixth Order".

Even if it was just flashing in front of them, they could feel it, as if there was a bright axe, dangling at their eyes, making people shudder.

As soon as he stared at it, it made people feel cold all over his body, and he couldn't resist at all.

In front of him, he was like a lamb on a chopping block, unable to do anything but wait for the butcher to take the knife.

How can you fight such an opponent?

How can you rob such a scripture?

"Run......

"Run......

Such thoughts became stronger and stronger, such calls became more and more common, and all the cultivators finally had the idea of retreating—to be precise, they had wanted to escape for a long time, but their bodies were very faithful to follow the instinctual drive, and they couldn't move for a while.

At this moment, Nangong finally stopped and returned to the place where he had stood before, calm and relaxed, as if he had never left.

All the cultivators were overjoyed, and finally felt that their bodies belonged to them, so they hurriedly moved their legs, wanting to stay away from this terrifying teenager.

But the next moment, they immediately realized that they still couldn't move.

"Want to leave now, it's too late......"

Nangong's voice was as calm as stagnant water.

From the moment those guards fell, in his eyes, these thousand seven hundred cultivators were already dead...... Although he is still alive and kicking now, Nangong assured that he will ...... soon

They're going to die.

Certain!

The right foot hit the ground, and there was a strange "pop" sound, as if it had touched some taboo switch, and the aura of heaven and earth seemed to suddenly come to life and began to surge.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the cultivators suddenly felt that the temperature seemed to suddenly drop and get colder and colder, as if it had dropped to the freezing point, and it was cold to the bone, which was something they had never felt since they stepped into Aiji Island.

Click......

ClickClick......

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a strange sound sounded. Suddenly, I don't know who wailed: "Everyone...... Look at your feet!ah......hh

Before the words fell, the wail turned into a scream.

Before the screams fell, his whole body turned into an ice sculpture. (To be continued.) )