"Next time there is someone who barks like this, kill it directly."

Mu Bei didn't look back, and said lightly.

Then, put away the knife and move forward, like a stroll.

"He's so strong!"

Behind him, Gong Xiaotian was directly stunned.

Later, his face showed a lonely look, and in contrast, he was obviously hit.

As for Enron, he smiled bitterly.

He never thought that Mu Bei would suddenly intervene.

What I didn't expect was that now I was only at the middle level of condensation, and I could slash the high level so easily.

Moreover, An Ran noticed that that Xuan Chengtian was a real condensation ninth layer.

This kind of strength enters the country, so how can Enron be embarrassed.

He's the third senior brother!

"Well, who made you a peerless genius."

An Ran thought so in his heart, and he was relieved when he thought about it.

"This is the peerless pride of your True Xuanzong."

On the fourth floor of Wanbao Pavilion, Nan Aotian sat on a luxurious chair with a solemn face.

"That's right, and he is the peak son of Tongtian Peak that has not been out of the True Xuanzong for thousands of years, and he is respected on Tongtian Peak."

I don't know when, this Shen Tianyu, the second true heir of True Xuanfeng, climbed up to this young city lord of Nantian.

And behind him, there were several True Transmission disciples who accompanied him.

It's all the true legend of Xuanfeng!

"I take back what I said, he can be called unique."

Sensing Mubei's true strength, Nan Aotian also had to admit that Mubei's strength was strong.

Seeing this, the corners of Shen Tianyu's mouth twitched, very unhappy.

The reason why he clings to Nan Aotian is that he has a deeper sophistication, "It seems that Nan Aotian, this kid can't do it, doesn't he say that he is rampant and domineering, arrogant, why don't you provoke Mubei." ”

Shen Tianyu's face did not move, but his heart was full of thoughts.

How did he know that as the son of Feitian, the young city lord of Nantian City, his vision would not be weak.

Those who can be offended, he is not polite, he directly crushes, and focuses on an arrogant and domineering person.

And those who cannot be offended will not be offended.

He also has his own pride and his own principles of dealing with the world.

All along, he is not Feitian, let alone the first person in Nantian!

He knows this very well.

"Nan Gongzi, if you go down, there will be one of the twelve seats."

As if unwilling, Shen Tianyu spoke up again.

"What's there to fight about."

"Do you really think that if you enter the twelve seats of the Spirit Bell, you will be able to comprehend some powerful secret method."

"At most, there are some powerful killing techniques, and I don't lack them."

"Besides, the twelve seats of the spirit bell, I have been in and out of the twelve seats I don't know how many times, I have already comprehended those who should have comprehended, and those who cannot comprehend can only say that I am not talented enough."

It's hard to imagine that as the son of Feitian, after the first person in Nantian, the main thing is to have a deep background and a sober world.

Hearing this, Shen Tianyu paused slightly, his face was ugly.

People are more angry than people!

Nan Aotian, it's not as simple as he imagined!

is not in the eyes of others, the son of a domineering gentleman.

He is domineering, a little but not much, but Nantian is insulting the family up and down!

He, a little bit but not much, but he listens to the dance in the Qinglou Pavilion!

So much for!

"However, I'm curious about how many seats this Mubei can enter the Spirit Bell."

"After all, the twelve seats of the spirit bell are already overcrowded, and they are all real little overlords."

At this time, Nan Aotian seemed to think of something, very curious, and his face showed a playful look.

On the third floor of Wanbao Pavilion, in the spirit bell power, countless teenagers walked forward, sweating profusely, and their spiritual power was extremely consumed.

And in front of everyone, there was a young man strolling and walking, very relaxed.

Stomp and tread

As the sound of stepping came out, in the shocked eyes of all the teenagers, nine steps into Lingwei.

One step further is the 12 seats of the Bell Clock.

However, before the foot could be stepped out, a strong pressure came to the face, blocking the progress.

"Well, that's kind of interesting!"

As if sensing something, the corners of Mu Bei's mouth raised slightly.

The next moment, the sea of spirits churned and came out of the body.

Then, just like that, I stepped into the aura of ten thousand treasures.

After nine steps of Lingwei, there are twelve seats for the spirit bell.

One step at a time, each seat contains a different atmosphere.

The farther it goes, the thicker and more subtle it becomes.

It seems to have evolved mystical martial arts.

"Let me see first what is so subtle about this twelfth seat."

Looking up, in the small space, there are twelve seats, and there are figures sitting in each seat.

With this in mind, Mu Bei walked forward, and his huge palm broke through, "I'm sorry, I like this seat." ”

A faint voice sounded, and a sky-high momentum erupted above the palm, bursting out with the power of suppression.

touch

There was a faint roar of collision, and suddenly a scarlet aura was revealed.

"You, looking for death!"

Above the twelve, there was a cry of anger.

"You get up yourself, or I'll ask you to get up."

Mu Bei's face was indifferent, and his voice was like a cold meaning, penetrating into his heart and spleen.

"Do you know who I am!"

"What a crime to disturb my practice!"

"You are not sick, between mortal and dusty, the truth is the greatest, and the cultivation in the world is the biggest fist."

"I don't care what your identity is, if you don't come out, I'll beat you out."

Mubei is very strange, there are always some people in this world who feel good about themselves.

As soon as the words fell, Mu Bei burst out with spiritual power and slammed out with the power of his body.

Puff puff

Almost under contact, the sound of a teenager vomiting blood sounded again and again.

"Eh, Condensation Intermediate Rank, how did you get in?"

With just one blow, the boy was squeezed out, and Mu Bei was even more surprised by his cultivation.

Not everyone is like him, who can enter the twelve seats of the Spirit Bell with the ability of condensing the middle level.

"Bold bandits, when you see Ben Shaohou, don't retreat quickly."

"I am Nantian Shaohou Nanxiaohou, I order you to step down."

"Now! Immediately! Right away! ”

Nan Xiaohou held the Ling Xiao Order in his hand and spoke out of grief and indignation.

"It turned out to be a second-generation official."

Feeling the breath of the true spirit emanating from the Ling Xiao Order, Mu Bei immediately understood.

"Little master, forget it, I want this seat, you want to play elsewhere!"

Mu Bei didn't care about the Ling Xiao Order, what the Southern Heavenly Marquis, and he was not a Southern Heavenly person.

So, in those sad and angry eyes, I sat down slowly, meditated on pranayama, and felt the breath.

"You wait for me, I'll go out and call someone now, you don't want to come out for the rest of your life if you have the ability."

Seeing that Ling Xiao's order was useless, Nan Xiaohou was angry and put down his cruel words.

After that, he turned around and left, and walked out of the range of the twelve seats of the spirit bell like this, his face was extremely ugly.

"What's the matter, wasn't the Wanbao Spirit Clock just opened today, how could someone exist in the twelve seats of the Spirit Clock."

"yes, I didn't see anyone enter it before, except for the boy just now."

......

The appearance of Nan Xiaohou aroused the discussion of everyone present.

A pair of scrutinizing and suspicious eyes stared at Nan Xiaohou.

"Shut it all up, it's annoying."

"If you shout again, I'll stoning you to death with the Ling Xiao Order."

The spirit entered the Ling Xiao Order, and burst out with a unique true spirit breath, shocking the audience.

On Nan Xiaohou's immature face, he was angry and angry.