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

The battle was won, and the battle was won.

A silver light appeared, followed by 50,000 Northern Army and 8,000 Muyuan City warriors who swept in like a wave!

The 60,000-strong army was carrying a bloodthirsty murderous intent like a raging sea!

At this moment, even Han Qinhu was stunned.

Immediately, a subtle solemnity emerged in his eyes.

The army attacked, with Ning Fan at the head.

A moment later, the mighty army landed opposite Han Qinhu. When the two armies stood opposite each other, the whole world seemed to be filled with suffocation!

It was an indescribable oppression, even the great saints in Qingcheng Mountain felt terrified.

“Ning Fan!”

Han Qinhu took a deep breath and roared.

“You are so brave, rushing to die. If that’s the case, then I will be a good man to the end and send you to the west.”

“Today, I want your life!”

Han Qinhu raised the sword in his hand and slowly pointed it at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan grinned and laughed: “You are not very strong, but you are very arrogant. Then I really want to see how you want my life today!”

“Ning Fan!”

“I will give you one last chance. If you leave immediately, the great saints in Qingcheng Mountain will not take action. Otherwise, thunder and lightning will make you die!”

Grandma Yinhua also spoke.

As soon as these words came out, Han Qinhu’s face changed immediately. How could he not take action when he was in front of the battle?

“Old thing, I’ll kill you first!”

Facing Granny Yinhua’s request, Ning Fan didn’t say anything nonsense, but raised his eyes and started to curse.

Boom! ! !

Granny Yinhua’s face was instantly gloomy, she raised her dragon-headed cane and pointed it at Ning Fan: “If you don’t accept my toast, I will kill you!”

“What nonsense, kill!”

Ning Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense, the moment he finished speaking, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun took the lead and rushed out at a terrifying speed.

“Kill!”

Seeing the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun rushing out, Han Qinhu said no more, and swung his long sword fiercely. The next second, the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him rushed out with a force that broke the sky.

Boom! ! !

The two armies, like a torrent, rushed together fiercely in a crazy manner.

Blood exploded instantly!

The terror of the Northern Army was fully unfolded at this moment. The 50,000 Northern Army actually tore a hole in Han Qinhu’s army of more than 100,000 in an instant.

Then, as if transformed into a steel knife, it frantically strangled in this hole, and was simply unstoppable.

The 8,000 Muyuan City troops were even more amazing.

These guys are all warriors. Even the weakest ones have an absolute advantage against Han Qinhu’s army!

At this moment, Ning Fan’s army, which was originally seriously understaffed, was actually killing like crazy!

“No, where are Ning Fan’s Great Snow Dragon Riders?”

But Han Qinhu’s focus at this time was not on this at all. He kept looking for the traces of the 800 Great Snow Dragon Riders and was extremely nervous.

The 800 Great Snow Dragon Riders were the absolutely elite troops under Ning Fan’s command, and each one was extremely terrifying.

If these 800 guys made any trouble, Han Qinhu would not be able to bear it.

At the same time, the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain also rushed into the battlefield and directly confronted the 8,000 troops recruited by Muyuan City, which curbed the offensive of these 8,000 guys.

But even so, the killing of the Northern Army made it difficult for the opponent to resist for a while.

Elite?

Looking at the three major dynasties, which one dares to say that the elite under his command can compare with Ning Fan?

“Please kill Ning Fan!”

Seeing that his army of more than 100,000 was actually at a disadvantage, Han Qinhu hurriedly turned around and bowed to the Yinhua Granny beside him.

Granny Yinhua took a deep breath, her eyes were complicated.

If it wasn’t for the last resort, she really didn’t want to tear her face with Ning Fan.

Ning Fan was one of the target candidates considered by Qingcheng Mountain, and this was personally decided by the ancestor of Qingcheng Mountain.

“Take action!”

But Granny Yinhua couldn’t consider it anymore.

Then, kill!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

When the great saints soared into the sky, Ning Fan grinned. He looked up at the great saints showing a powerful aura in the void, and then jumped off the back of the Snowland Mad Lion.

“Go, two little guys!”

Ning Fan said, and the Snowland Mad Lion and the six-winged golden cicada in his arms rushed towards the battlefield in front of him.

The two

A spiritual beast comparable to the Great Saint, for the entire battlefield, that was a devastating blow.

Especially the Snow Region Mad Lion, the thunder from its mouth killed a bunch of people, and the huge palm slapped down a piece, which was impossible to stop.

As for the six-winged golden cicada, this little guy was even feared by the Snow Region Mad Lion. It was extremely fast. Just seeing the golden light shuttle, it was already a human life.

Ning Fan had already grasped the Tianhuang Sword in his hand. He pointed his toes and his figure soared into the air.

In the air, there were nine Great Saints!

The aura exuded was as brilliant as nine suns.

“Tsk tsk, nine Great Saints attacked together to deal with me alone, they really think highly of me!” Ning Fan looked at the Great Saints around him and smiled and shook his head.

Granny Yinhua’s mouth twitched: “What nonsense are you talking about? This world is a world where winners take all. Don’t worry about the process. As long as you die, the goal is achieved!”

“What if you are outnumbered? You must die today!”

Boom boom boom! ! !

As if to cooperate with Granny Yinhua, the other eight great saints burst out with powerful spiritual power, and the power made the surrounding space a little unstable.

“Old witch, you are too vicious to bully my master by relying on your numbers!”

Swish.

At this moment, a dazzling red light, at the speed of an aurora, suddenly fell beside Ning Fan, and the figure appeared. It was the seventh-level saint Long Po!

This old woman who looked like the Tianshan Tonglao had murderous eyes.

“The Thirteenth Ancestor’s legs are not in good condition, I rushed over first!”

Long Po grinned at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan nodded.

In fact, it really didn’t matter to him whether Long Po and the Thirteenth Ancestor came or not.

Even if they didn’t come, could these guys still kill him?

“Then, kill!”

Bang!

Ning Fan’s eyes suddenly straightened, and the Tianhuang Sword in his hand suddenly exploded with a cluster of knife light, and he slashed towards the Silver Flower Granny in front of him.

“You dare to sneak attack!”

Silver Flower Granny’s face changed drastically.

This sudden knife, even she was terrified, in a hurry, she quickly raised the dragon head cane in her hand and knocked it down.

With a bang, clusters of fire burst out between the Tianhuang Sword and the cane.

“Just break this fire stick, and you still want to stop me?”

Ning Fan grinned, and the terrifying physical strength suddenly increased at this moment.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Silver Flower Granny’s arm trembled, and then her figure retreated violently.