As the youngest young prince in China, Nangong Wushuang is extremely murderous.
There is no other reason.
I learned it from Ye Jiuzhou.
then.
In the battle against the Ten Kingdoms, Nangong Wushuang saw with his own eyes that Ye Jiuzhou was killing everyone. The Ten Kingdoms he killed had their armor removed and their corpses were floating thousands of miles away.
therefore.
A small seed was planted in the heart of the young little guy.
That is, when he grows up, he will become a murderer like his brother.
Isn’t this?
The moment Nangong Wushuang said that he wanted to kill someone, this little guy who was only 15 years old took a step forward. The strong murderous intention in his body directly caused the two members of the Yan tribe in front of him to have their livers and gallbladders split, their orifices to bleed, and they were shocked to death!
"What a strong killing intent!"
"Who is that boy?"
An old man in the divine realm of the Yan tribe, at the moment he sensed Nangong Wushuang's terrifying murderous thoughts, his cold eyes fell on Nangong Wushuang.
When he saw that he was so young, the god-level old man showed a trace of disdain on his face.
"It turns out he's just a yellow-haired boy with no hair at all!"
"You five, kill him for me!"
With a wave of his hand, the five Grandmaster Realm masters around him immediately flew out.
These five Yan family masters all thought that Nangong Wushuang must be extremely easy to deal with at such a young age, so they used their killing moves as soon as they took action.
The five great masters joined forces to attack, and the surging energy, together with the five people's fatal moves, fell on the little one.
Who knows.
The little one didn't even look at the five people. He just put his fingers together and made a sword move towards the five people!
Tsk!
In the space, a shocking sky sword suddenly appeared.
The sword is five meters long.
Covering the sky and covering the sun.
"Use Qi to control the sword!"
"The air sword transforms into shape!"
"Damn it! That little thing is actually a strong man in the divine realm of swordsmanship??? Go back..."
The Yan Clan God Realm old man just shouted out, but it was too late.
Nangong Wushuang's five-meter air sword pierced the bodies of the five Yan clan masters.
The five Yan clan masters who had just taken action were all slaughtered by Nangong Wushuang!
This scene not only made the old man in the divine realm of the Yan Clan tremble all over who spoke just now, but also the second elder of the Yan Clan looked grim.
The Yan people are not afraid of those in the divine realm!
After all, as one of the three great clans in Kyoto, the Yan clan has more than a dozen powerful men in the divine realm!
Moreover, Yan Tong, the ancestor of the Yan clan, is a high-level super strong person in the divine realm!
but!
The little guy in front of me has entered the divine realm with swordsmanship!
The divine realm in this world!
Swordsmanship kills the most!
He is also the most difficult person to break through in swordsmanship!
But once you break through the realm, you will be almost completely invincible at the same realm!
But now, standing in front of these Yan clan is a living and terrifying guy who has entered the divine realm with his swordsmanship!
Moreover, he is only 15 years old!
Seeing Nangong Wushuang's heaven-defying sword intent, the old man in the divine realm of the Yan clan who had just spoken was inexplicably panicked.
His eyes looked at Nangong Wushuang in fear: "You...who are you? You can actually step into the gate of the divine realm with your swordsmanship at a young age??"
Nangong Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention to this old man in the divine realm of the Yan tribe, and just snorted coldly: "Who do you care about me! If you dare to mess with my brother, you all deserve to die!"
"Your brother? Who is your brother? When did our Yan clan ever provoke your brother?" said the old man in the divine realm.
"You don't deserve to know my brother's name! The only thing you know is that you deserve to die."
The little guy's voice fell, and his fingers came together to draw a sword again.
The five-meter air sword suspended in the air, like a thundering giant, slashed directly at the old man in the divine realm of the Yan tribe.
"Old Liu, be careful!"
Facing the terrifying Qi sword falling from the sky, the second elder of the Yan clan exclaimed.
The old man in the divine realm of the Yan tribe, known as Lao Liu, stepped into the divine realm through magic!
It can be said that he is a famous Taixu Divine Realm magician!
At this moment, he slapped his chest, and a black mist suddenly rose into the sky, turning into a dark shield, trying to block the little one's sword.
Is it possible to stop it?
Of course, no!
Boom!
The small five-meter air sword was like lightning, and it struck the shield of the old man in the divine realm of the Yan tribe. A rumble and explosion was heard, and the dark shield shattered in the air!
And the old man of the Yan tribe was also shaken so hard that his body hit the ground like a cannonball!
The ground cracks!
The old man of the Yan tribe vomited blood and fell in a pothole!
"damn it……"
"How can you be so strong?"
"This...this...is this still a human being?"
The entire face of the old man in the divine realm of the Yan tribe turned a deathly gray color. He screamed in shock and his mouth was bleeding.
no way!
Seeing this little one with the heaven-defying sword intent, his murderous aura was fierce!
Moreover, one move broke his own spell and seriously injured himself like this. How could he fight this damn girl?
"die!"
The little ones don’t care about that much!
If he said kill people, then he must kill people!
The five-meter air sword stabbed the old man in the divine realm of the Yan tribe in the air.
"Old Liu, get out of the way!"
The second leader of the Yan clan who was standing on the field saw this scene and immediately took action.
In desperation, his body turned into a whirlwind, and between his palms, two extraordinary palm shadows attacked the little sword shadow with the power of fire.
"snort!"
"You want to block my sword? Are you worthy?"
The little boy pressed his right hand towards the sky, and the five-meter air sword suddenly grew to ten meters!
The Jingtian Sword fell from the sky with devastating power of destruction!
Not only did it shatter the palm of the second elder of the Yan clan, but it also blasted the god-level old man of the Yan clan into smithereens with one sword!
A Yan Clan God Realm was killed instantly by Xiao Bu Dian's sword without even being able to block two moves!
Not only that!
Even the second elder of the Yan clan who took action just now had a pale face and faint traces of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth!
Looking at this scene, all the people of the Yan clan present were stunned!
shocked!
After all, that person just now was a powerful person in the divine realm of the Yan clan! ! !
Was he just killed like that?
Looking at the fifteen-year-old little one, fear appeared on everyone's faces at this moment.
"You, you, who are you? What grudge does our Yan clan have against you? Why do you want to kill us?"
The second elder of the Yan clan, whose mouth was bleeding, asked Nangong Wushuang with a trembling voice.
"I said, who asked you to provoke my brother! You deserve it!"
The little one said proudly.
Hearing the word "my brother" again, the face of the second elder of the Yan clan twitched.
He looked at Fatty Cao and Chen Bailang with wide eyes, and finally laid his eyes on Ye Jiuzhou!
Look at Ye Jiuzhou standing like a god with his hands behind his back.
He suddenly seemed to understand.
"Could it be that the brother you are talking about is him?"
The second elder of the Yan clan pointed at Ye Jiuzhou.
"Dare you accuse my brother? Are you looking for death?"
The little boy raised his right hand, and a sword energy struck the fingers of the second elder of the Yan clan with a roar, and the two bloody fingers fell to the ground.
Holding his severed finger, the second elder of the Yan clan had his face twisted in pain, but he did not dare to say a word.
no way!
The little one is a rare swordsman wizard in the Nangong family for thousands of years! All his swordsmanship skills were taught by Ye Jiuzhou himself!
at this time.
Ye Jiuzhou finally stood up slowly. His eyes were like knives, looking at the second elder of the Yan clan who had two fingers cut off in front of him.
"Let that old guy Yan Tong get out and die!"
One sentence, like the command of the God of Death, reached the ears of all members of the Yan clan.
