You Became A Killing God At The Beginning, Why Did Your Majesty Rebel?

The battle was over, and the battle was over.

The Fengyun Sect, which had been the leader of the Liangzhou Jianghu for countless years, was now full of broken walls and ruins, corpses everywhere, blood pools, and blood all over the sky.

The attack of 50,000 troops, 800 Snow Dragon Riders, and 18 Yanyun Riders broke the Fengyun Sect.

Of course, the fight was not thorough enough!

But with the attack of the Dragon Lady, it was completely clear.

No matter what so-called Tianjiao or young king, no one could escape from this old witch. They were all killed with one knife.

The Snowland Mad Lion and the Six-winged Golden Cicada were also killing happily. For these disciples, the two guys were simply an unsolvable existence.

The entire Fengyun Sect has turned into an Avici Hell at this moment!

Ning Fan looked up at the night sky. The terrifying celestial phenomena were still flickering, alternating between black and white. It was the two ninth-level giants bombarding wildly, still fighting to a white-hot state.

Obviously, the Thirteenth Ancestor was still at a disadvantage.

He was constantly retreating. At the moment, he could barely take on Yun Zhonghe’s continuous killing, but Ning Fan estimated that he would be completely defeated in less than ten moves.

“Star Avenue!”

Ning Fan murmured.

Standing in the void, and it happened to be night, this was equivalent to Yun Zhonghe’s home court, not to mention the stars in the sky, which was equivalent to stacking a lot of BUFFs on Yun Zhonghe.

Yun Zhonghe, this old thing, is a dog!

Ning Fan sneered. He glanced around. There was no surprise in the battle. The once prosperous Fengyun Sect was destined to collapse completely overnight!

This existence that once stood at the top of Liangzhou could no longer escape the fate of annihilation.

“Ninth Grand Saint!”

Ning Fan’s eyes were burning hot, and his Adam’s apple moved. He felt that the Tianhuang Sword in his hand couldn’t wait to drink the blood of the Great Saint!

Boom! ! !

Suddenly, in the dark night, the sky was full of starlight, crackling, as if the starlight was boiling the sea, making the whole night sky boil.

Then, the figure of the Thirteenth Ancestor, like a kite with a broken string, fell headfirst downwards.

The small body directly smashed a deep pit on the ground, with smoke and dust rolling, which looked very scary.

“Ning Fan!!!”

In the void, the figure of Yun Zhonghe appeared, his robe fluttering, his beard and hair flying, and his eyes were so bright that it seemed like two stars were embedded in them!

He lowered his head and saw that his own sect had completely become a ruin. At this moment, his originally crystal-clear eyes actually quickly crawled out of a ray of blood!

“Ah!!!”

Yun Zhonghe was screaming, burning with anger.

The clouds around him collapsed at this moment. The next second, the bright stars in the night sky strangely lost all their luster!

The world was completely plunged into darkness!

“I will let you know what it means to offend a nine-level saint!”

Yun Zhonghe spoke, his voice was even hoarse and low, and it made people feel creepy and their hearts and gallbladders split when they heard it!

“Damn it, this guy is crazy, Ning Fan, be careful, if I can’t stop him later, we will run away immediately!”

“You bastard, you really think there is no one in my Demon Heart Sect, right!”

The Thirteenth Ancestor crawled out of the deep pit, not only was he covered in dust, but his body was also stained with blood.

He quickly came to Ning Fan’s side and said solemnly.

There is more than one ninth-level saint in the Demon Heart Sect, otherwise, how can the Demon Heart Sect guard the Great Zhou Demon Dao.

“I want to kill him!”

Ning Fan stared at the top and said word by word.

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The Thirteenth Patriarch almost fainted when he heard these four words. He looked at Ning Fan with wide eyes: “Ning Fan, don’t be confused at this time!”

“This is Yun Zhonghe, who has perfected the Starry Avenue. Although his combat power is not the top in the Great Zhou, it is also about the first-rate.”

“Listen to me, let’s escape first, I will immediately go back to the Demon Heart Sect to move my senior brother, and I will definitely kill him!”

The Thirteenth Patriarch was afraid that Ning Fan would make a fool of himself.

Ning Fan is very strong, but there is a limit. You are only a fifth-level saint. No matter how against the sky, being able to fight the seventh level is already the best.

Now, facing an invincible ninth-level saint, not only did he not flee, but he also wanted to kill him?

“I can kill him, do you believe it?”

Ning Fan grinned, his eyes became hotter and hotter.

The Tianhuang sword in his hand was already trembling, and he couldn’t help but want to strike.

“I don’t care who you are, get off Ning Fan!”

The Thirteenth Ancestor looked at Ning Fan with a ferocious face.

? ? ?

This guy thought Ning Fan was possessed.

Ning Fan smiled and shook his head: “Believe me, if I can’t kill him with one blow, then you rush up and give him another blow, I guarantee he will die!”

Crazy, crazy, the Thirteenth Ancestor felt that Ning Fan was completely crazy.

“Ning Fan, I want your life!”

In an instant, Yun Zhonghe roared in the dark night, raised one hand, and grabbed the dark night sky with five fingers.

Boom boom boom, the night sky trembled continuously, and then burst out with thousands of stars, instantly lighting up the entire dark night!

The night was like day at this moment, Yun Zhonghe held the increasingly large starlight in his hand, and his eyes were crazy to the extreme!

The starlight was getting bigger and bigger, like a mountain!

“Ning Fan, hurry up, otherwise it will be too late!” The Thirteenth Ancestor was panicked when he saw this scene, and even swallowed his saliva unconvincingly. This old thing is crazy!

Ning Fan destroyed his foundation, how could he not be crazy?

“This is how I can kill happily!”

Ning Fan looked up, without any fear in his eyes, but laughed instead.

Boom!!!

Yun Zhonghe held the terrifying starlight in his hand and fell towards Ning Fan in anger.

“Martial God Technique!”

The next second, Ning Fan also looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, and then a drizzle of purple-gold light flew from his body, and flew towards the back in an endless number.

These purple-gold lights fell on the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, the Eight Hundred Snow Dragon Riders, and the fifty thousand troops!

“Master, please kill the saint!!!”

Roar, roar, roar.

The eight hundred Snow Dragon Riders and the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun shouted loudly!

“Please, the Grand Commander, kill the saint!!!”

Boom!!!

The fifty thousand troops knelt on one knee, looking at Ning Fan with fanaticism in their eyes.

Ning Fan is their god, the absolute spiritual pillar in their hearts!

At this moment, unprecedented power was poured into Ning Fan’s body crazily. It was an unparalleled power that made Ning Fan tremble.

The Thirteenth Ancestor on the side opened his mouth wide, his heart beating wildly. He smelled a touch of invincible power from Ning Fan!

“Damn… Is he going to kill Yun Zhonghe?”

Long Po’s heart was also trembling wildly, muttering to herself.

Yun Zhonghe, coming head-on!

Raising his hand, the starlight burst out, and the mountain-like starlight burst out in an instant, sweeping across the world with a horizontal force.

“Bury the God!!!”

Ning Fan’s eyes were burning, and he held the knife in both hands, and the power in his body roared violently.

“Kill!”

Swish!

Cut out with a knife!