Hearing a cold voice behind her, Princess Baiqiao frowned, turned to look at the black-clothed masked man behind her, and could sense the fluctuation of power and power emanating from his body, and was a little familiar with his sense of power.

Her heart sank, yes, her father also has this kind of power, is he also a god? Princess Baiqiao thought of this, she didn't dare to slack off, and took two steps back vigilantly, and looked sideways at her father Hongnong, who was a little farther away.

Hongnong naturally sensed the majesty emanating from him, which was a god's breath, and guessed in his heart that he was the god, after all, there were only a few people who entered the god gate in the demon world, but they had never seen this little god.

Nanchen has reached the fourth-order human true god realm, and all the characteristics of the divine breath can no longer be concealed, revealing the characteristics of the gods, which is not a good thing for him, indicating that he wants to go from behind the scenes to the foreground, to uncover the truth covered by the vicissitudes of time.

Mi Mei supported her sister Mi Qing, Jia Long hugged the old man with the medicine basket, followed by Fan Bai, as well as the injured Song Zhen and Ling Qingyao, Song Zhen himself was injured, and his steps were a little staggering, Fan Bai saw him holding Ling Qingyao, and his expression was a little complicated.

Seeing that Song Zhen stumbled, Fan Bai hurriedly walked over, "Young Master Song Zhen, let's come with me!" As she spoke, she stretched out her arm to pick up Ling Qingyao.

"Girl, I'm fine, let's do it!" Song Zhen didn't intend to hand over Ling Qingyao to her, she didn't think that Fan Bai insisted on taking Qing Yao over, looking at her delicate body hugging Qing Yao, Song Zhen's expression also seemed a little complicated, feeling that this little girl helping herself was just one of them, as if she didn't want to let herself contact Luo Rou.

Obviously, these people didn't look back at the black-clothed masked man on the chaotic battlefield, and just wanted to quickly evacuate to the rear, but there were two people who were suspicious in their hearts, and that was naturally the ankylosaurus and the ghost.

When the two of them blocked Princess Baiqiao, they saw the black-clothed masked man behind her, although the majestic aura was unfamiliar, but the voice of the black-clothed man's sword reminded them of Nanchen.

Thinking about Ling Qingyao's fainting from grief last time, I felt that her induction had always been accurate, Nanchen should have really been in trouble, but the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath was very special, it was too familiar to them, could it be that Nanchen's sword was picked up by someone else.

At this time, the god of Hongnong took a few steps forward, made a gesture to several generals, signaling to encircle this little god, he was worried about his daughter, and knew in his heart that Bai Qiao was not the opponent of this little god, and wanted to entangle this little god to make her retreat.

Princess Baiqiao also understood that she was not the opponent of the man in black, and when she saw her father's eyes, she also wanted to retreat quickly, but the man in black blocked her retreat.

"It seems that this little god is determined to go against this princess, you have to think about what the consequences of offending the imperial capital are, whether it is a god or an immortal!" Princess Baiqiao's words were threatening.

Seeing those slightly narrowed eyes, a flash of purple gold essence light made Princess Baiqiao shiver, which was a dangerous signal, obviously, a killing intent.

Nanchen looked at this woman with complex cultivation, there are a lot of various cultivations, but unfortunately these cultivations are not connected to each other, it is difficult to integrate, it must be an extremely extravagant and picky master, looking at her cold eyes, mixed with a free state, she wants to escape.

"The flowers haven't bloomed yet, what are the consequences? You must die today, those who dare to block, one word, die!" Nanchen sensed the fluctuations of several forces around him, and was surrounding him, and these words were also a reminder to them.

"This little god, don't blame Princess Ben for offending!" After Princess Baiqiao finished speaking, she suddenly stabbed the spearhead towards Nanchen, and with a "bell" metal collision, a cluster of blue sparks splashed, and when the reverse scale sword resisted the spear, the sword bone quickly wrapped around the spearhead.

Princess Baiqiao was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that this long sword glowing with scales was still a soft sword, and she was even more surprised that this flexible soft sword could still resist the power of her spear.

However, there was a hint of pride, although the spearhead was entwined with a long sword, right at the masked man's neck, her spear was very special, and the spearhead was retractable.

When the spearhead of the spear sticks out,

It was a sharp short knife, and when it shrank, it was a sharp spearhead, which was the best opportunity to harvest, and he quickly turned the handle of the spear with both hands, trying to turn the spearhead into a short knife and cut the masked man's neck.

The reverse scale sword spirit would not give her this chance, the abnormal movement of the spear and spear could not escape the induction of the scales, the sword bone quickly contracted and sent, and with a "bell", the spearhead broke and fell to the ground.

The small act of the reverse scale sword shocked Princess Baiqiao, her spear was made of special materials by her father, but it was twisted by this soft sword The hardest spearhead, the sword is like its person, you can imagine how much cultivation this little god should have.

The spearhead broke and landed, so that several fierce generals who came around stopped, they are cadres but not soldiers, this seemingly inconspicuous situation, but it released a major danger signal, and I knew very well the princess's spear.

"Do I do it myself and destroy your soul, or do you kill yourself so that you can do it yourself?" Nanchen's cold words made Princess Baiqiao frightened, the meaning was very clear, suicide, the soul of a person can live, if he is allowed to do it himself, it will be a soul.

Hongnong Shen squinted his eyes slightly, his hands rubbed and rubbed on the handle of the hammer, and he didn't dare to make a rash move, the masked man and the little girl were seven or eight steps away, and in the eyes of the master, this distance was not as good as the blink of an eye.

At this time, there was a strange scene on the battlefield, the soldiers on both sides who were fighting and killing stopped at any time, and the whole Fox Mountain was surprisingly immersed, except for the strong smell of blood, as if nothing had happened.

The gossip totem in Nanchen Dantian was slowly turning, the seven-colored strings were tight, gathering a rich chaotic qi, what he was waiting for was not Princess Baiqiao's shot, but the Hongnong God behind him.

A slender hand quietly touched the sleeve, a thick hand slowly grasped the handle of the hammer, a sword tongue glowing with silver scales, like a snake core reaching out to the princess, and a clenched fist swirled with chaotic qi, as if time had been frozen and suppressed everyone's hearts.

"Whew!" Five purple-gold long needles suddenly shot out of the sleeves, and almost at the same time, "Whew!" A big golden hammer swept over, "Go!" At the same time as throwing the reverse scale sword, the seven strings vibrated in unison, stimulating the seven Yao supernatural powers, and smashed the flying big golden hammer with a fist.

"Huh!" the woman's screams came out, a slender arm fell, and a large golden hammer and a fist full of chaotic qi collided in an instant, bursting out a powerful shock wave, forcing everyone around to cover their ears in pain, slowly spilling blood.

At the same time as the black shadow in the air flipped back, a large chaotic palm appeared in the sky, and slapped towards the god Hongnong who had just caught the big golden hammer.

"Yintian Chaos Palm?" Hongnong God gasped, swung the big golden hammer, and threw it towards the big palm print again, there was a sound of ho ho fist behind him, Nanchen swung the King Kong fist and smashed it over, and the continuous big move made Hongnong God unable to keep up with the rhythm, completely disrupting his idea.

can only be forced to follow Nanchen's rhythm, see the move, let him be in an extremely passive situation, "bang" the sky once again burst out of the air waves, the sullen air waves hit the ground, the soldiers quickly scattered, covering their ears in the bunker to dodge.

Nanchen continued to swing his heavy punches, constantly attacking Hongnong, his purpose was only one, to force him to perform a killer weapon in a panic, and when Hongnong, who was passively dealing with him, and punched him, that feeling made him not be so depressed for a long time, and his arm seemed to be cracked.

"King Kong Fist" Hongnong said silently, at this time, his heart thought of the Buddha realm, could this be the god of the Buddha realm? But the Yin Tianzhang is a practice of the god realm, and the pain like a bone crack makes him very tormented, and he is helpless against this kind of attack without routine, whether it is time or the outbreak of the exercise, it is too hasty.

"Boom!" Hongnong tore off his handsome robe and shouted, the energy that burst out fought against Nanchen's heavy punch, and the impact of the collision widened the distance between the two sides.

Nanchen was stunned for a moment, this is a strength-type exercise, seeing Hongnong's strong physique, he guessed that he was cultivating into the Divine Gate with a land demon, so he used his magic power to pry open his defense first, just when he swung his fist and attacked again, "This little god is slow, what's the matter, let's talk about it first!" Hongnong stretched out his arm and said.

This made Nanchen a little surprised, he didn't expect that a god with military power in his hands would ask for it

Talk to yourself, although he doesn't want to give up the rhythm of the fight, but he wants to talk to himself, then give him this opportunity, and listen to what is the reason for such a big fight.

"This little god, Ben Shuai was ordered by the imperial capital to come to the Fox Mountain region to quell the rebellion, I don't know what the little god means by coming to block it?"

"Suppression, who have these people betrayed?" Nanchen waved his arm, pointing at the Medicine God Mansion and the Python Valley army.

"Qing Lanlang colluded with Python Valley to control the dragon veins of the canyon and create some son of the demon realm, this is enough!" Hongnong God said one by one, and then glanced at Nanchen's waist.

"It's pure nonsense, then don't talk about it, I don't have time to talk to you, either you take my head to deal with it, or you rot that god body here!" Nanchen glanced at Princess Baiqiao not far away.

Seeing her holding a broken arm with one hand, leaning against a piece of bluestone, the reverse scale sword wrapped around her neck, waiting for the master's order, the princess will be killed, and her soul will be scattered.

Nanchen's hand was shaken, Hongnong's face was shocked, "Slow! Don't hurt my little girl, we can talk about something!" His tone was urgent, his eyes looked flustered, worried about provoking this little god to become angry for a while, not only his daughter was gone, but the son of the demon world he cultivated was also gone.

"Talk about her, there's no need to talk about it, she has to die!" Nanchen's tone was very firm.

Hongnong frowned, "If I withdraw the army from Hushan, no, withdraw from the entire area of Wacheng!"

"It's late! those who expose my scales must die!" Nanchen said hatefully, not giving Hongnong God a little affection, and the surrounding soldiers felt cold in their hearts when they heard it.

Yinmang, Long Han, Ci Xian, and Huo Sheng were surprised by the masked man's ruthlessness when they heard the masked man's words, who was this masked man?

"Could it be the masked god in the tile city?" Huo Sheng muttered to himself, and when Cixian next to him heard this, his expression was stunned, as if he remembered something.

"Huo Sheng, once my junior sister said that the masked god was Nanchen, but Nanchen was not already ?????? Ci Xian didn't continue, and the two looked at each other.

"Could it be that Qing Yao is wrong?" the two said in unison.

In the Medicine God Mansion, Fan Bai was pulled by the ankylosaurus to jump to the top of the main hall, searching for the black-clothed masked man outside the mansion, and the ankylosaurus still told Fan Bai the question, believing that she would be able to see it with her spirit pupils.

"There!" The ankylosaurus pointed to a few figures on the mountainside, Fan Bai looked at the black masked man, and was directly stunned there, and when she came to her senses, she quickly jumped off the roof of the main hall, startling the ankylosaurus, thinking that she was going to run that way, but fortunately she ran directly to the Luoyu Tower.

In the room, the ghost spirit was giving Ling Qingyao medicine, and Fan Bai ran in, "Sister Qing, Sister Qingyao, Brother Nan and Nanchen are still alive, alive!"

Ling Qingyao turned her face slightly, her face pale, "Girl, if you want to see him, just pretend not to know him, do you understand my sister's words?"

Although Fan Bai didn't understand very well, he nodded silently, thinking that Sister Qingyao must know that Nanchen was still alive, but she didn't want to tell her, probably worried that she would expose his identity.

On the mountainside, Hongnong still talked to Nanchen about the conditions, "I will withdraw the army and swear not to step into Fox Mountain and Python Valley for half a step, you are satisfied!"

"Those who expose my scales will die!" Seeing Nanchen's arm wave,

"Stop, you have been hit by my daughter's purple gold poison needle on your waist, this purple gold needle is targeted, not a silver white poison needle, you should know that if you kill her, you will also kill yourself!" Hongnong God was forced to be helpless and told the truth.

"Slash!" Nanchen flipped his hand and shouted loudly, the sword bone of the reverse scale shrank, and the white neck was cut off, blood splashed everywhere, and the sword tongue quickly shattered the soul element that flew out.