"Kill me?"

"What a big breath!"

Luo Yuntian laughed, although he was disdainful, his eyes were cold and full of vigilance.

Although he is arrogant, he is not stupid, the woman in front of him has an extremely high cultivation, and she can destroy her natal magic weapon with a single sword, and she must be a great master of the Supreme Realm.

The supreme realm, only below the saints, is far stronger than himself.

Except for the Deadwood Saint, no one present was the fairy's opponent.

"I'm going to talk to the Holy Son, you are a slave and a maid, and you dare to mess around, and you won't retreat!"

Luo Yuntian shouted: "Could it be that the people of Jiulong Gate are so unruly!"

"I said it. ”

Miao Ling took a step forward, her voice was crisp and pleasant, and her tone was resolute: "I want to kill you!"

Beheaded on behalf of the Son!

No one can stop it!

Such a fierce murderous aura like a substance made Luo Yuntian's scalp explode, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Lu Ping'an was already in a coma in pain, and Qin Yishan, who was supporting him beside him, felt happy in his heart: "Let you be arrogant! Now you have kicked the iron plate and provoked the fairy beside the Holy Son!"

"What does the Nine Dragons Gate mean!"

The Deadwood Saint stared at the Great Elder, and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to be unruly!"

It was said earlier that the disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land would choose their opponents, and now a supreme realm master came down from the holy mountain, which made the disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Even the slaves and maids around him are so strong, isn't the Holy Son himself even stronger?

Oh, my God!

Who is spreading the rumor that the Holy Son of the Nine Dragons Gate is just a Condensation Realm monk?

"The Holy Son is a disciple of the Nine Dragons Saint. ”

The Great Elder looked at his nose and nose, and said lightly: "Although I am an elder, I can't stop the Holy Son from acting. ”

"Don't you want to talk to the Son?"

A disciple of the Nine Dragons Gate shouted: "Now the servant girl of the Holy Son is in front of you, fight!"

This shout was filled with infinite pleasure.

Luo Yuntian was so domineering before, but now seeing his pale face and uncertain appearance, the disciples of the Nine Dragons Gate only felt that there was a bad breath.

It's so enjoyable!

is worthy of being a holy son, and the maidservants around him are so powerful!

"If you do it, you will be violating the rules of the Dao!"

Luo Yuntian was shrouded in Miao Ling's killing intent, sweating like rain, gritting his teeth and shouting: "Aren't you afraid of the saint's anger?"

Before the words fell, Luo Yuntian only felt a flower in front of him.

"Whew!

A sword light came in the blink of an eye, and it was already in front of his eyes, and the sharp tip of the spirit sword was against the pupil, and if it went further, it would be death!

Luo Yuntian stiffened and stood on the spot, he had never felt that death was so close to him.

"Really, I don't dare to kill you?"

A faint and cold voice sounded.

Miao Ling pinched the sword trick in his hand, and looked at Luo Yuntian coldly with beautiful eyes: "No matter how big the rules of Kyushu are, they can't be as big as the young master of my family!"

In Miao Ling's opinion, Luo Yuntian was a disciple of the Miaohua Holy Land, and he was not qualified to meet Ning Yuan, let alone discuss with Ning Yuan.

He really doesn't deserve it!

"What a big breath! You dare to hurt my disciple!"

The Deadwood Saint took a step forward and laughed angrily: "If you dare to act rashly, I will kill you and slaughter this Nine Dragon Gate again!"

"Only your disciples are allowed to kill people, and no one is allowed to kill your disciples, what is the reason?"

A laugh came from a distance, and the Deadwood Saint hurriedly turned around to look.

In the distance, a divine light flowed in, and there was a rolling killing intent holy power rushing towards him, and a person fell from the sky.

"Bang!"

A huge gun smashed into the ground, shaking the ground and sending smoke and dust everywhere, and a middle-aged man walked out of the smoke.

He was dressed in a silk robe, with terrible scars on his face, sharp swords in his eyes, and the Holy Dao Qi Machine circling above his head, and the infinite power of qi and blood erupted, turning into thousands of divine radiance, shaking the white clouds in the sky.

This is a saint!

The saint of the human race in Zhongzhou!

The Deadwood Sage looked startled, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you!"

"Great Xia Dynasty, Yushan County, Ning Yushan!"

Ning Yushan carried a huge spear on his back, his clothes were stained with wind and dust, and the holy power that came out in panic, as well as the sound that rolled like thunder, shocked everyone.

"It's the Jade Mountain Sage!"

"Great Xia Iron Rider, Yushan-kun!"

"The old friend will go with a gun, and maybe the Kyushu minister will not return!"

The young monks of the Nine Dragons Gate were stunned and couldn't help but exclaim, their voices full of surprise.

Ning Yushan!

A sage in the army of the Great Xia Dynasty, one of the commanders of the Great Xia Iron Cavalry, who once followed Emperor Ning in his later years to conquer all ethnic groups in Kyushu, and has been sitting on the border of Zhongzhou for hundreds of years!

He can be described as a fierce name, and when a foreign monk mentions this person, he can think of the endless sea of corpses and blood.

His natal magic weapon, the Black Spirit Giant Spear, is rumored to be dyed with the blood of ten thousand monks, and has been blessed by fierce spirits, and it is unstoppable.

"Ning Yushan!"

The Deadwood Sage's face was shocked, he had only heard of Ning Yushan's prestige, this person disdained vulgar expectations, and his cultivation was thorough, and he was also the best among the Sages of Kyushu.

Just the saints who died under his giant spear, there were more than ten!

It is rumored that there are many monks who believe that Ning Yushan is the real first saint of Zhongzhou.

The Great Elder breathed a sigh of relief, and it was only at this time that he completely relaxed.

Ning Yushan, this is a fierce saint!

There are countless aliens who have died at his hands!

It's just that the Great Elder couldn't figure it out, how could Ning Yushan be here?

Could it be ...... Is it because of the emperor?

The Great Elder raised his head and looked at the top of the holy mountain, where the two blurred figures were still playing chess, as if isolated from the world.

"Why are you here!"

The Deadwood Sage's face was difficult to see, and he stared at Ning Yushan: "Aren't you guarding the entrance of Xizhou?"

"I changed my guard, went home and took a look, and when I passed here, I found that there was a foreign race infiltrating. ”

Ning Yushan patted the giant gun behind him and said with a smile: "Alien, kill it." ”

With a smile on his face, he said the most murderous words.

The black giant spear seemed to be able to feel the killing intent of its master, and it was also trembling slightly, and a circle of divine light like essence overflowed, making the disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land feel dull in their chests, and they spat blood from their mouths, which could hardly resist the might of the holy soldiers.

"You dare!"

The Deadwood Saint's face changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "The Supreme of the Human Race has allowed us to enter Zhongzhou and visit the various sects! You dare to violate the Supreme Decree!"

He knew that he was not Ning Yushan's opponent, and if he fought, it would be difficult to say whether he could get out of Zhongzhou.

"It's the decree of the Supreme One, why haven't I heard of it. ”

Ning Yushan stroked the giant spear beside him, and his gaze fell on the deadwood saint carelessly.

Just this glance.

Let the scalp of the deadwood saint explode, and there is a sense of life and death crisis.

This man has been fighting for many years, and has been fighting on the battlefield since he was a low-level monk.

Now he has entered the Tao by killing and attained the holy realm!

It is not at all an existence that ordinary saints can resist!

"It's Qingli Supreme!"

The Deadwood Sage said in a deep voice: "If you don't believe it, you can go and ask!"

"Qingli Supreme, arrogant by nature like a fairy, has not asked about mundane things for a long time, how can he allow foreign races to enter the country. ”

Ning Yushan shook his head: "You lied to me, you should be killed." ”

"You dare! If the Supreme is angry, you can't afford it!"

"I don't dare?"

Ning Yushan was stunned for a moment, laughed, and the holy blood in his body rolled out, and the sound was like thunder, and the monks in Kowloon City could hear it clearly.

"A thousand years ago, Ben Shuai was given the surname by the emperor, inherited it for Daxia and protected the safety of the Zhongzhou human race!"

"Kyushu is so big, except for not respecting the emperor, there is nothing that the commander does not dare to do!"

"Deadwood Sage, you've got it in mind!"

Ning Yushan's word by word, every word is like the sound of the avenue, shaking people's hearts, making people's blood boil: "My surname is Ning!

As soon as Ning Yushan's voice fell, outside the Nine Dragons Sacred Mountain, a large number of soldiers dressed in inky black armor and wearing silk robes stepped forward and entered like a tide, surrounding the disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land.

"Slash!"

Ning Yushan finally pulled out the giant spear, the killing intent of the Holy Dao was monstrous, and although his voice was soft, it was extremely firm: "Alien race, don't enter Zhongzhou!"