"You dare to cause trouble in Nanshan City and kill all the Zhan Tie mercenaries, but you don't dare to be called a hero?"
"Should I say you are too modest? Or should I say you are hypocritical?"
"You have such courage and courage in cultivation at such a young age. I am very optimistic about you. Why don't you stay in Nanshan City and be my servant?"
Nangong Pocheng's tone was calm, but his attitude was unquestionable.
He didn't care at all which force Yiran came from, or what kind of punishment those who dared to cause trouble in Nanshan City would receive, it was just him who had the final say.
"Senior is joking. This junior was just victimized by the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group and settled a personal feud with them."
"Now that the great revenge has been avenged, this junior will not stay in Nanshan City any longer."
At this time, Nangong Pocheng smiled, but there was no kindness that an old man should have.
"What a sharp-tongued waiter. If you have a personal vendetta, why do you want to kill the entire Iron Mercenary Group?"
"There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor, but you have killed so many innocent monks!"
In anger, Nangong Pocheng's white robe swelled with righteousness.
Just when Yiran wanted to continue to refute, a faint shout came from the distance.
Wu Laoer resisted dozens of terrifying pressures and used his elemental wings to fly to Yiran's side.
Then after saluting Nangong Pocheng, he whispered:
"Senior Nangong! This junior is a civilian monk born and raised in Nanshan City, and this little guy is my distant nephew."
"The day before yesterday, I took us to Crescent Lake to look for Moonlight Grass. Just when the young men were separated from their nephews, we were attacked by the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group."
"Thanks to him arriving in time to stop the other party's viciousness, the little old man and his brothers were able to save their lives."
"But even if they saved their lives, among the five brothers, the fifth brother died in the battle, the fourth brother was saved by his nephew with magic medicine when he was about to die, the third brother had multiple fractures all over his body, and the eldest brother also had a broken arm. .”
Of all the souls present, who is not a wise person?
As soon as Wu Laoer told the situation of the battle, they already knew in their hearts that everything Wu Laoer said was the truth.
Moreover, the five of them were still invincible together, but all of them were seriously injured, which only meant that the other party still intended to torture them.
But what really made all the spirits take a breath were Hu Tong's words repeated by Boss Wu.
"We must kill all the civilian monks who know a direct route to Crescent Lake to control the value of Moonlight Grass!"
Even though they were spiritual beings, they still felt frightened by Wu Laoer's words.
Because what they want to kill is not one, two or ten.
But there are at least hundreds of civilian monks appearing now!
They couldn't help but cast their sights on Nangong Pocheng and Nangong Suyun.
Even if a small mercenary group borrows a hundred of their courage, they may not dare to do such an unconscionable thing.
The world's spiritual materials belong to the people of the world, and they can only be obtained by those who are destined to take risks.
They have never heard of the idea of controlling value by killing civilian monks.
"So when Nangong Suyun took action rashly, was he angry because the monster destroyed the city, or was he trying to kill people and silence them?"
Many spiritual beings have already heard such voices in their hearts!
While everyone was silent, the king's momentum swept over Yiran and Wu Laoer.
Although Yi Ran was able to grit his teeth and hold on, Wu Laoer was directly pressed to the ground.
A disdainful and indifferent voice appeared in everyone's ears with endless anxiety:
"Who can prove that you are a monk born and raised in Nanshan City, and who can prove that what you said is not malicious slander against the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group?"
"Perhaps the conflict started because you were competing for spiritual materials, and it turned out to be that you wanted to kill the civilian monks!"
After Nangong Suyun recovered for a moment, he returned to his previous unruly state.
Everyone was silent.
In the face of the truth that anyone with a discerning eye can see through, Nangong Suyun will continue to jump out to defend the Zhantie Mercenary Group.
He, who was originally just a suspect, was directly convicted of harboring or even instigating.
The Zhan Iron Mercenary Group has been destroyed. For the Nangong family, the best way to deal with it is to sever ties with the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group.
Even if you are jealous of heaven-level martial arts, you should have another reason.
For example, Yiran destroyed Nanshan City, leaving many civilians without shelter.
For example, Yiran had an affair with a monster and killed a powerful human being.
No one thought that a veteran like Nangong Xuyun would make such a mistake.
Just as they never thought that the Nangong family would be involved in such a thing!
Frost suddenly appeared on Nangong Pocheng's face, and the biting chill caused the temperature between heaven and earth to drop a lot.
He turned around without saying a word, but struck Nangong Suyun in the heart with a light palm.
"ah……"
Nangong Suyun, who was caught off guard, let out a wail and fell directly to the ground.
"Rumble..." The ground shook and dust spread everywhere.
But the dust seemed to be used to cover up the filth in the world, and it eliminated all the filth in silence.
Everyone knew that Nangong Suyun was not dead, and he was not even seriously injured.
But Nangong Pocheng would only blame Yiran for his anger and hatred.
"Okay, now it's time to settle the score between you and Nanshan City!"
"Beheaded three spiritual masters, beheaded dozens of fifth- and sixth-level monks, destroyed countless houses, and injured countless civilians."
"How should you give me an explanation for this account?"
Nangong Pocheng's body was already exuding extremely strong murderous intent, and he had only one reason to kill him.
And his so-called explanation was just for the face of Nanshan City and his Nangong family.
But just like that, Yiran was even more unable to come up with anything to explain.
"Senior is joking. Now that we've got the truth, why do we need to explain anything?"
"snort!"
Nangong Pocheng snorted coldly, making the hearts of all the spiritual beings tremble.
The civilian monks headed by Boss Wu all suffered from stagnation of heart veins and difficulty in breathing.
Only Yiran stared at Nangong Pocheng tightly and said proudly:
"The world's principles are nothing more than justice. I am here for justice and I feel no shame in my heart. What explanation do I need to give to my seniors?"
"It's just that you are the senior and I am the junior, so I respect you!"
"But if the senior is an old man who distorts the facts and practices favoritism, even if he is a king, then the junior will have no choice but to draw his sword and fight against him!"
"Hahahahaha..."
Nangong Pocheng almost trembled with laughter and murmured:
"What do you want to give me to the king?"
"Hahahaha, what do you want to give me?"
"You are strong enough to seek justice from the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group."
"Then I am very powerful, so I can naturally ask for an explanation from you!"
"If you don't give it to me, I can naturally come and get it myself."
After saying that, Nangong Pocheng's aura suddenly bloomed.
The powerful aura directly distorted the space around him, and the terrifying aura directly overwhelmed all the civilian monks, knocking those spiritual beings back dozens of feet.
Although Nangong Pocheng had no domain as a martial artist, the king's aura also made those spiritual beings unable to resist due to despair.
But Yiran is not one of those spiritual beings. She has no fear and will naturally not be overwhelmed by the momentum.
Yiran's movements were like slow motion, slowly raising the Peach Blossom Sword.
Nangong Pocheng looked at Yiran with interest, curled up the corner of his mouth and said with a smile:
"It is really extraordinary to be able to achieve such an achievement at such a young age, but to try to resist in the face of the king is really overestimating one's capabilities!"
"Today I will show you the king's fighting power!"
After saying that, a golden illusory spear condensed out and enveloped Nangong Po City.
Ground level - Golden Spear Spirit Mansion!
The Golden Spear Lingfu is an extremely rare earth-level Lingfu.
However, this kind of spiritual palace has great limitations. The owner's power will be greatly increased when using a spear, but the power will be reduced sharply when using other weapons.
Since he has such a talent, of course no one would choose a weapon other than a spear.
Above the golden spear, the terrifying aura was almost overwhelming. The terrifying aura made Xiaobai lower his proud head.
Cracks criss-crossing like spider webs appeared at the feet of Nangong Broken City.
As he took a step forward, the ground exploded, and countless rubble jumped into the air.
"Boy, let me show you what is the real Cloud Destroyer!"
The erratic white clouds shrouded him and Yiran like real objects, and even Yiran could feel a little moist breath.
Nangong Pocheng, who owns the Golden Spear Spirit Mansion, used this spear again, and its power was actually close to that of heaven-level martial arts!
If the clouds and mist truly turn into physical objects, then it is the real heavenly realm.
To achieve this, Nangong Pocheng is almost able to achieve it!
Looking at the spear stabbing him, there was no fear in Yiran's eyes, but endless fighting spirit rising in his eyes.
Xiaobai followed Yiran's wishes and shrank directly, turning into an earring and hanging it back on Yiran's earlobe.
The sword energy and sword intent climbed to the peak again.
The sky darkened again, thunder flashed in the dark clouds, and strong winds howled between the sky and the earth.
"Junior wants justice, but senior you want to give an account."
"Senior, I cannot give you the explanation you want."
"But this junior's sword called "justice" is going to kill an authoritarian person like you and give an explanation to the tens of millions of civilian monks in Nanshan City."
The sword with thunder fell down instantly and collided with the gun that broke through the "sea of clouds".
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Everyone is looking forward to whether the spirit master's heaven-level martial arts, which can cut down the peak of the late spiritual level with one sword, is stronger, or whether the king's earth-level peak martial arts is more powerful!
Where Gun Gang and Jian Gang touched, the space fluctuated violently.
After the ripples reach their limit, dark ravines appear at the folds.
"Space rift!"
All the spirits were whispering softly.
An attack of this intensity, an attack that can crack the space, is what they want, and it is also something they cannot resist.
They couldn't figure out how this young man, whose aura was still at the spiritual level, could launch an attack with the power of a king!
The small worlds built by the strong, such as the Qinglong Secret Realm and the Tianchi Secret Realm, will be shattered when attacked by powerful external forces.
And the same is true for this world.
The secret realm built by the Azure Dragon King before his death could only withstand attacks of level six or below.
The secret realm of Tianchi built by the saint can withstand the attack of the spirit being.
And this world will be shattered when it is attacked by the king.
But unlike those secret realms, the brokenness in this world will be repaired quickly.
Almost instantly, this terrifying and strange darkness will disappear.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
After a moment of stalemate, Jian Gang began to shatter, shattering like exploding glass.
Although the spear was dimmed a little, it still had enough power to stab Yiran.
In the battle between the two, there was no unnecessary temptation. Nangong Pocheng just wanted to decide the outcome with one move and one shot to determine life or death.
Yi Ran knew that he was no match for the king, but knowing that he could not avoid it, he had no choice but to fight with all his strength to find a way out for himself.
The moment the spear stabbed Yiran, golden light immediately enveloped Yiran.
Diamond sword body!
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The gun gang collided with the golden light, causing countless cracks in the golden light that protected Yiran.
The spear exploded directly, and Yiran was blown away like a cannonball, hitting the city wall a hundred feet away.
In the roar, in the exploded rubble.
Yiran sank directly into the city wall and made a human-shaped hole in the city wall.
"Cough cough cough..." Feeling the stinging pain in her chest, Yiran spit out a mouthful of blood with a grimace.
He pulled himself down from the city wall with difficulty, and then jumped out of the hole.
Even though he was using the Tianxin Mysterious Body, and even though he was protected by the Diamond Sword Body, he still had the illusion that his whole body was about to fall apart.
Although none of the bones were damaged, the pain was comparable to the bite of a lightning arc during a catastrophe.
The battle on the spiritual level has been won, but when facing the king, both the early stage of Nascent Soul's cultivation and the body of the Vajra Body are still a little immature.
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