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

The battle was over, but the truth was revealed.

He was unwilling, he refused to accept it!

But he knew it was over.

In the battle to encircle Ning Fan, many elite soldiers did not come back alive and were completely left in the city.

And the battle with the damn Jiang Tian, ​​his only chance to turn the tables, was completely destroyed by Jiang Tian.

If he doesn’t leave… he really can’t leave!

“Ning Fan, Jiang Tian!”

Chu Yanbing gritted his teeth, his heart was boiling with murderous intent.

“Sooner or later, I will pay this debt back with my own hands!”

Chu Yanbing murmured, and then he closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. If he carried this anger, it would affect his judgment.

“General Chu, where are you going?”

Boom! ! !

Suddenly, a mocking voice sounded, filling the sky and the earth.

The moment Chu Yanbing heard this voice, his face changed drastically, and he clenched the spear in his hand suddenly, staring at the direction where the voice came from.

Ning Fan’s figure slowly appeared.

Riding on the back of the Snowland Lion, behind him, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun and the Snow Dragon Riders were on the left and right, and the Xianzhen Camp and Fengyun Camp followed closely.

All the elite troops were here, Ning Fan was here to kill him!

“Amitabha, let’s be merciful, Mr. Ning, can you give me a little face and release General Chu and let us return to the north?”

“In the battle of Jiangnan, General Chu already knew that he was inferior, so he took the initiative to withdraw.”

Monk Kushan walked out of the crowd, put his hands together and spoke loudly to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan burst out laughing: “No, big monk, do you think you are so shameless?”

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Big monk Kushan was stunned. After understanding the meaning of Ning Fan’s words, his face suddenly became gloomy.

“Don’t talk about you. Even if Kufan ​​came, I wouldn’t give him face, let alone you.”

“Chu Yanbing, I want your life today!”

Clang!

The Tianhuang Sword tore through the sky and held Ning Fan’s hand tightly.

“Kill!”

Then, the war broke out!

Gao Shun took the lead and rushed out with a long spear. The big snow dragon rider behind him was more like an avalanche, pushing forward and killing, invincible.

“I want your life!”

Chu Yanbing’s eyes were scarlet, and he soared into the sky with a spear. He wanted to kill Ning Fan alone.

However, before he could kill him, four figures suddenly rushed out from below and stopped Chu Yanbing directly.

These four people are all nine-fold saints!

They are giants worshipped by major families and were used by Ning Fan. The purpose is very simple, just stop Chu Yanbing, just stop him, no need to kill him.

“You dare to stop me?”

Chu Yanbing looked at the four great saints around him with ferocious eyes and roared.

Ning Fan was amused: “No, do you think too highly of yourself? How can I not even stop you?”

“Go to hell!”

Chu Yanbing didn’t say anything nonsense, and went straight into a rampage state, rushing towards the four nine-fold saints.

At this time, Ning Fan jumped off the Snow Region Wild Lion, holding the Tianhuang Sword in his hand, and slowly walked towards the monk Kushan.

There was a cold light flowing on the blade.

Ning Fan stopped a dozen meters away, raised the Tianhuang sword and said, “Master, I am going to chop off your head first today. What do you think?”

“Donor, maybe I can’t do it!”

Ku Shan’s eyes were like thunderbolts, and he shouted coldly.

“Can’t do it?”

“Then it depends on whether your so-called Buddha will bless you!”

Swish!

The moment the words rang out, the sword in Ning Fan’s hand also rose violently, like a thunderbolt, and when it was raised to kill, it even tore the void apart!

“Then let this poor monk experience the methods of Donor Ning.”

“Demons!”

Dang, dang, dang.

Facing Ning Fan’s fierce sword, Ku Shan was not afraid at all. He slapped out with one palm, and a golden body of Buddha with a height of one hundred feet appeared behind him.

The golden body also slapped out with one palm, and there was a rolling golden light in its palm that poured out like a turbulent Nujiang River.

When the two palms hit the sword light that was coming to kill, the originally invincible sword light was shattered in an instant, turning into cold light splashing all over the sky.

Ning Fan retreated again and again, retreating to a hundred meters away, looking at the fierce monk Kushan, grinning.

“Tsk tsk, you have some skills.”

“Master, you are a monk after all, you should be compassionate. Fighting here may hurt others by mistake. Let’s go to the sky to fight?”

Ning Fan shouted with a smile.

Kushan put his hands together, shouted a Buddhist name, and stepped on his toes.

The shadow soared into the sky and headed straight for the sky.

“Haha, it’s so good, so good!”

Ning Fan shouted that it was so good, and his figure followed closely behind him and rushed into the sky.

Boom!!!

The two people flew into the sky together, without any nonsense, and started to fight directly.

For a moment, the position where the two were located almost collapsed, and the dense cracks completely wrapped around the two people, almost swallowing them.

Elsewhere, four nine-level saints fought against Chu Yanbing alone, but they were beaten back step by step. If they were not outnumbered, they would probably be killed by Chu Yanbing!

Even if they were fighting one against four, it was still like this, which shows how terrifying this white-clothed military god of the northern border is.

As for the battle below, compared with the great saint battle in the void, it was particularly tragic.

Under the charge of Ning Fan’s elite, Chu Yanbing’s 20,000 people had no power to fight back. Only 800 great snow dragon riders made the opponent completely collapse.

Fight, but can’t win.

Escape, but can’t escape either.

It seems that the only thing facing these people is death!

“Master, today I will use your Buddhist magic to break your Buddhist golden body!”

“The Buddha Kingdom in the Palm, kill!”

In the void, Ning Fan shouted angrily, and he slapped out with one palm.

Then, a series of golden lights flew out from his palm quickly, entwined and appeared in the air.

Boom! ! !

The golden light condensed and turned into a palm print of several dozen feet in size.

The five fingers were clear, and the fingerprints were clearly visible.

In the palm, there was a colorful Buddha light rippling like ripples, showing holiness!

And in the Buddha light, there were Buddhist temples with divine light standing, and there were dense Buddha figures standing in the air!

This palm was a Buddhist kingdom!

Feeling the extremely amazing and magnificent Buddha breath, even Master Kushan’s face changed drastically.

He didn’t understand why Ning Fan would display such a terrifying Buddhist magical power!

And he, a devout Buddhist believer, seemed extremely insignificant at this moment!

He didn’t understand!

Puff! ! !

Immediately, the palm print slapped down.

Wherever it went, billions of Buddha lights tore through the sky, making the entire void brilliant and splendid.

“Vajra wrath!”

Facing such a terrifying palm, the monk Kushan also roared in anger. His eyes were no longer merciful and kind at this moment, but were filled with hideousness and madness, just like a fierce ghost.

The golden body of the Buddha behind him also slapped out at this time.

For a moment, the entire void was completely reduced to the Buddhist world.

Dang! ! !

With a shocking collision, the Buddha light that originally covered the sky and the sun also collapsed at this moment and disappeared in the air!