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

The old man was in trouble, but he was still alive.

Dong Bodhi had no idea that he had been targeted by the people of the Dome since he led tens of thousands of elite troops to Quzhou.

The Black Dragon Platform was developing, and the Dome was also developing madly.

Today’s Dome is no longer limited to the Great Zhou.

Beimang and Daliang were both covered by the power of the Dome, although it was not as pervasive in these two dynasties as in the Great Zhou.

But ordinary intelligence could not stop Ning Fan’s eyes at all.

“Dong Puti has entered Quzhou.”

“There are only more than 300 miles left to us.”

“Report, Dong Puti’s troops are divided into three groups, and they are coming to encircle and suppress us.”

The moment Dong Puti entered Quzhou, the news began to reach Ning Fan’s ears.

Three groups?

Ning Fan looked at the information sent from the dome and couldn’t help but sneer.

This big bald guy is really cruel. The only road left is to Qingshan Pass, which means that Ning Fan is completely locked up.

“Daliang soldiers!”

Ning Fan looked at the division of troops again.

The soldiers coming from the front were the Daliang soldiers of Daliang Empress Yue Fuyao. This was an absolutely elite force, composed of all Kaitian Realm strongmen.

There were 30,000 of them, which was terrifying!

And the elite troops under Dong Puti were also extraordinary. The 50,000 troops were divided into two groups and came to Ning Fan to encircle him. Their purpose was to defeat Ning Fan in one battle.

Moreover, Ning Fan also saw the situation of the great saints brought by Dong Bodhi. There were more than ten great saints, but these ten were not worth mentioning to Ning Fan.

If you don’t enter the ninth level of saints, you are just an ant to Ning Fan.

What really makes Ning Fan afraid is the reincarnation of Buddha in Dazhi Temple, Wuxin!

At the age of thirteen, he has the power to suppress mountains and rivers.

This level of existence is the invincible power that is truly ranked at the top of the three dynasties, which is also what Ning Fan has never been able to achieve.

With powerful magical powers and talents, Ning Fan can kill the ninth level saints, but he is a little weak when facing those top existences.

The Great Dao!

This is his fatal weakness.

But no one knows that in the first three days before he left Youzhou, he has reached the top of the Great Dao of Destruction after refining several pieces of destruction fragments again.

Only one step away from the Great Perfection!

Perhaps, he is still not as terrifying as Kufan, but he will never be beaten without any ability to fight back like before.

Even once he breaks through, he will not be afraid even if Kufan ​​comes in person!

This is why he dares to lead less than a thousand people to attack Daliang.

Of course, Ning Fan does not think that as long as he breaks through to the ninth level of saint, he will be able to sweep the world.

There are so many talented people in this world.

For example, the old guy in Wudi City who claims to be the second in the world has been invincible for 800 years and has stepped on three great perfections 800 years ago.

Now… God knows what kind of terrible fighting power he has.

Anyway, Ning Fan feels that he will definitely not be defeated.

In the three major dynasties of Da Zhou, Beimang, and Daliang, although there has never been a second existence of the level of Wudi City, there are always people who can look up to it.

Therefore, although Ning Fan is confident, he is not conceited.

“What should we do?”

Huang Feng listened to the news and his face became even more panicked.

Ning Fan’s mouth raised a cold smile.

“You have nearly 100,000 troops in your hands, why are you so panicked?” Ning Fan glanced at Huang Feng and shook his head indifferently.

“Divide 50,000 troops to face the enemy on one side.”

“The 10,000 troops composed of Jianghu warriors will also be divided into two places.”

“Even if you have to pay with your life, you must completely swallow Dong Puti’s 50,000 troops!”

Ning Fan’s eyes have become more and more sinister.

In Xianhemen, a total of tens of thousands of strong men surrendered helplessly, and Ning Fan would not easily believe these guys.

After all, in another country, Ning Fan can only trust himself.

But Ning Fan was prepared for a rainy day. When he came from Da Zhou, he asked the Demon Heart Sect to prepare a steady supply of elixirs for him.

After taking these pills, Ning Fan naturally felt relieved.

As for the unlucky Great Saints in Quzhou Jianghu, Ning Fan was not worried at all. If they dared to break out of the battle, they would be killed.

“Okay!”

“If you can’t destroy Dong Puti’s 50,000 troops, I will come to you with my head!”

Huang Feng was also

With fierce eyes, he signed a military order with gritted teeth.

He had seen the tens of thousands of Jianghu troops that Ning Fan had recruited and surrendered. They were very powerful. No matter whether these people came with sincerity, at least their fighting power was there.

Otherwise, he would not dare to sign this military order.

The less than 100,000 troops in his hands…thrown in front of Dong Puti’s elite, they would be a pile of loose sand, without any fighting power.

“Oh, that’s not right. I took away 100,000 troops and 10,000 Jianghu masters. Then, there are only more than 800 people left by your side?”

Suddenly, Huang Feng widened his eyes and looked at Ning Fan in disbelief.

Ning Fan just smiled: “What, is there a problem?”

Hiss! ! !

Huang Feng took a few breaths of cold air, and when he looked at Ning Fan again, his eyes were full of horror. He thought Ning Fan was crazy. Using 800 to break 30,000?

Big brother, those are the Daliang soldiers of the Daliang Empress. Thirty thousand Kaitian Realm soldiers, do you know what that means?

“Go ahead.”

Ning Fan waved his hand, his tone already a little ferocious.

The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow was rolling.

Outside the city, on the endless land, Ning Fan stood alone with Tianhuang Sword in hand.

The Snowland Wild Lion was on the left, and the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun stood on Ning Fan’s right like eighteen gods of death, with no ripples in their eyes, staring ahead.

The six-winged golden cicada also squatted on Ning Fan’s shoulder silently, and the four wings were already bursting with sharp golden light, and even the cicada wings were buzzing and trembling, bringing up strands of sharp wind blades.

The eight hundred Snow Dragon Riders behind him, holding long spears, and the Snow Dragon Horses under their seats kept stepping, as if they were impatient and waiting for the battle.

Less than nine hundred soldiers!

But we have to fight 30,000 enemies!

But Ning Fan’s eyes were filled with unimaginable calmness.

Will people die?

He knew it very well!

But facing such a terrible enemy army, throwing those newly recruited men in Huang Feng’s hands here would be a burden!

So, let’s fight!

“Dong Puti, you must not run!”

Ning Fan murmured coldly.

Boom!

When a red light on the horizon gradually disappeared on the horizon, the sound of galloping horses suddenly came from afar, causing the whole earth to tremble.

“Finally, it’s here!”

Ning Fan looked up, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.

The next second, he held the Tianhuang Sword in his hand, and walked forward alone in the afterglow of the setting sun!