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

The dead body was broken, and the dead body was broken.

On a cold rainy night in late autumn, a Nine-fold Saint had one arm blown to pieces. He was bent over, his eyes were hideous, and blood was all over his body. This scene looked very scary.

“Have you heard of hell?”

The Nine-fold Saint looked at Ning Fan, his voice full of violence and madness.

Ning Fan looked down at this crazy guy. He could feel that this Nine-fold Saint was getting stronger rapidly. He should have used some forbidden magical power.

This was a life-and-death struggle.

However, for Ning Fan, that was all.

“Demon Killer!”

Boom! The nine-fold saint with a bent waist seemed to be a spring compressed to the extreme. When his body suddenly straightened, his figure soared into the sky.

With blood light, as if he was carrying dazzling flames, his speed was so fast that even Ning Fan only felt a flash before his eyes, and this guy was in front of him.

The fist spurting blood light rushed towards Ning Fan’s head with great force.

But Ning Fan was not panicked at all. With a tap of his toes, his figure quickly tilted back, and the Tianhuang sword in his hand also took advantage of the situation and lifted up from bottom to top.

Swish!

The sword light was overwhelming, and it chopped on the guy’s fist. With a bang, the Tianhuang sword was actually repelled. This made Ning Fan raise his eyebrows, a little surprised.

“Die for me!”

Seeing the Nine-fold Saint who overpowered Ning Fan with one punch, he took advantage of the situation and swung his only remaining arm again to kill Ning Fan.

His punch was like a dragon, and it was full of vigor.

Ning Fan was not in a hurry, and every time he slashed with the Tianhuang Sword in his hand, he could completely remove all the attacks of this guy.

Ning Fan was a little dissatisfied that he could not kill the Nine-fold Saint who had only temporarily improved his combat power.

“One Punch Man?”

Seeing this Nine-fold Saint waving his only remaining arm and bombarding him with punches, Ning Fan’s anger was instantly ignited.

You are not done yet, are you?

The next second, Ning Fan directly put away the Tianhuang Sword and punched the guy who came again.

True Dragon Treasure Technique, kill!

Roar, the sound of a dragon roar exploded in the void, deafening, Ning Fan’s solid punch hit the fist of the Nine-fold Saint directly.

Puff, a punch hit, the luster of this guy’s fist was immediately shattered, and then Ning Fan’s eyes were fierce, and the True Dragon Magic was used again.

“You bastard, I’ll let you know what a hard fist is!”

Ning Fan shouted angrily, punching one after another, bombarding wildly.

This Nine-fold Saint was bombarded and retreated violently.

In terms of the physical body, even if the old guy in Wudi City who had been invincible in the world for 800 years was pulled over, Ning Fan could smash him with a pair of fists.

Therefore, every time this guy received a punch from Ning Fan, he would grin, and the pure power that Ning Fan burst out made him feel terrified.

Too strong, even he felt that he was not fighting a person at all, but a monster that had practiced for thousands of years, and he could not fight at all.

Run!

At this moment, this word suddenly appeared in the mind of this Ninth Level Saint.

He knew very well that if he didn’t escape, he would surely die.

The effect of his forbidden magical power was already fading away quickly. Once this power was exhausted, it would mean that his death was coming.

But how could Ning Fan let him escape like this? Ning Fan also knew very well that this guy’s forbidden magical power was already dissipating quickly. If he was allowed to escape while this power was on, Ning Fan would be so angry that he would die.

Huh!

Ning Fan turned his palm over, and then threw it lightly, and a very bright light rushed into the sky.

Rumble.

I saw a beam of light holding a jade seal, which suddenly appeared in the night sky.

The originally dark night sky turned into daylight at this moment when it was reflected by this jade seal. You can clearly see the rolling dark clouds and continuous rain lines above your head.

It was a jade seal of more than ten feet in size, stretching across the sky like a mountain.

The jade seal was engraved with mythical beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns, which were extremely clear, lifelike, and vivid, and even had strange light flowing through it.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Every time the jade seal fluctuated, it would bring up colorful divine light, causing the dark clouds in the void to flow like a stream, so magical.

Sacred artifact, Fantian Seal.

“Not good!”

The one-armed Nine-fold Saint saw this scene and his face changed drastically. He could naturally see that the treasure thrown by Ning Fan was a sacred artifact.

Just the ripples of power revealed under the Fantian Seal made him feel terrified. At this moment, his heart was filled with anxiety.

In his heart, there was no longer any fighting spirit.

Escape, this was his only thought.

But before he could turn around and run away, the Fantian Seal burst out with the power of a raging wave and smashed down on him fiercely.

“Damn it, I’ll fight you!”

Seeing the Fantian Seal falling, this Nine-fold Saint knew very well that it was impossible for him to escape safely. In this case, he had no choice but to fight for his life!

He looked up, and the flesh and blood in his body were burning. At the moment, he could no longer care about the negative impact of burning flesh and blood. He knew that if he didn’t burn, he would only die!

The burning flesh and blood turned into infinite power and poured into his body, which made his fighting power surge to another level before the forbidden magical power dissipated.

“Break it for me!”

The Nine-fold Saint roared and slapped his palm to the sky.

A golden palm print flew up quickly from his palm and blasted towards the Fantian Seal that was smashing down with great force.

Boom… When the palm print and Fantian seal collided with each other, an unimaginable sound of shock came from the void.

Then, a deep pit collapsed in the air. The force of the collision between the two was so strong that even the sky could not bear it and began to collapse.

Zuo Shan looked up and saw this scene, and was almost scared to death.

His heart was pounding. He was well-informed and knew that Ning Fan’s fighting spirit was already the pinnacle of the Ninth Layer Realm.

The two giants he brought with him could not be stopped.

Once one died, the other would be surrounded and killed by the joint forces.

After the two Nine-Layer Saints died, it would be his turn to kill the third one.

“Retreat!”

Zuo Shan gritted his teeth and immediately turned his horse around. The guards beside him took him and quickly broke out.

At the same time, when Fantian seal hit the palm print, it shook violently, and it seemed that it was about to be blown away by this palm.

But… poof!

When the power ripples burst out from under the Fantian Seal again, the palm print shattered in an instant.

“No!”

The one-armed Nine-fold Saint was terrified when he saw this scene.

Boom…

The Fantian Seal slammed hard on the ground, and then flew back to Ning Fan.

The one-armed Nine-fold Saint was now lying in a pool of blood, with broken bones all over his body. It was more than just a miserable word. Even if he was not dead, he was completely useless at this moment.

“Your fist is not hard enough.”

Ning Fan fell down and spoke coldly, smashing the Nine-fold Saint’s head hard.

The head smashed a deep pit in the ground.

The blood quickly infected the earth.