Nangong Pocheng's expression was extremely expressionless, but the movements in his hands stopped and he still said unwillingly:
"Old man Dong, although we are lifelong enemies, it can still be regarded as a friendship from the past."
"Are you just willing to see Nanshan City lose a king?"
"Do you know how much a king can contribute to the human race when facing the wave of monsters?"
The old man in black robe named Dong Qiufeng grinned "haha" and said:
"Of course I am willing to see you die in the hands of Luo Tianzong."
"Don't your Nangong family like to be arrogant and bossy? I just took this opportunity to destroy your Nangong family."
"But I guess this won't happen. After all, you are a king. You should believe in your own value."
Nangong Pocheng's face was solemn, and for a moment it was dark and unclear.
It is never comfortable to leave your destiny in the hands of others.
What's more, he is the king and the strongest man in Nanshan City!
When Dong Qiufeng appeared as a guarantor, Nangong Pocheng had no intention of continuing to take action.
Because he understands Dong Qiufeng and knows that even if he continues to take action, it will not make any sense.
In this case, it is better to wait for the upcoming judgment.
There are earth-level elders with tokens to protect themselves, and Luotian Sect is only 800 miles away from Nanshan City. Those strong men who want to come to Luotian Sect will come here soon.
If the ending goes in the worst direction, then he can save his energy and try his best to escape from the Warcraft Forest.
Everyone was waiting for the final judgment in silence. No one spoke first, and no one left early.
It was not until an hour later that Song Tianpeng and another king finally arrived at Nanshan City.
The two kings showed up in Nanshan City just for a spirit-level elder who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. This shows how much Luotian Sect attaches great importance to this earth-level elder.
It's just that after they arrived at Nanshan, they didn't have any tense posture.
The magician who looked slightly younger silently walked to Yiran's side, leaned down but did not help Yiran up, but directly hit Yiran's head with a blow.
However, the weak Song Tianpeng immediately pursed his lips and retracted his hand, and then said in an old-fashioned way:
"I'm not telling you to stop meddling in my brother's business, but you just want to do it."
"After taking care of you, if you still can't beat them, I want Brother Wei to come and wipe your ass. You can let Brother Wei tell you how you are doing."
After saying this, Song Tianpeng turned around and walked towards Nangong Po City. After performing the magician salute, he sighed and said:
"King Nangong is very offended. My younger brother refuses to obey the rules and has been making trouble outside all day long. I will definitely teach this junior well when he returns."
"If I don't hang him under Luotian Peak and beat him for three days and three nights, my surname will not be Song!"
Nangong Pocheng felt a little relieved when he saw that the visitor didn't mean to accuse him.
After all, once a war starts, it is very likely that he will be one against three.
When the time comes, it’s hard to say whether I can escape!
It's just that his surname is Song, but he calls Yiran like a younger brother, for fear that others won't know that Yiran is his "younger brother".
Nangong Pocheng pretended to be dumbfounded and did not mention this, but also clasped his fists and saluted, and replied extremely humbly:
"It's not entirely your fault, it's because I bullied the younger."
"It's just that everything happened for a reason. It was my brother who massacred my good monks in Nanshan City and humiliated my descendants of the Nangong family, which made me act with anger."
"But my brother is really amazingly talented. He possesses two heaven-level martial arts skills. He is really the envy of others."
Song Tianpeng raised his eyebrows and said in surprise:
"Two heaven-level martial arts?"
After being surprised, Song Tianpeng immediately came to his senses and continued:
"Since it was my brother who was at fault first, I am personally willing to spend one hundred thousand gold coins to help rebuild Nanshan City."
After saying that, without waiting for Nangong Pocheng to refuse, he directly threw a gold card towards Nangong Pocheng.
One hundred thousand gold coins is a huge number for Boss Wu and others, and it is money that they may not be able to earn in ten years.
But to the king, it is just an ordinary sixth-level spiritual material.
If the kind talk before was a gift from Song Tianpeng, then these 100,000 gold coins were the troops to attack Nangong.
It is to let Nangong Pocheng know:
"I've already saved your face. If you have any more gossip, don't blame us for being rude!"
Nangong Pocheng grabbed the flying gold card with one hand, held it tightly in his hand, and said to Song Tianpeng:
"I don't know which elder of Luotian Peak you are. When I have free time someday, I will definitely go to Luotian Peak to visit you and your younger brother."
A flash of sharpness flashed in Song Tianpeng's eyes, but he immediately covered it up.
Then he took out a token from the space ring that was exactly the same as Yiran's before, except that Yiran's token was engraved with earth, while his token was engraved with sky!
Song Tianpeng, the heaven-level elder of Luotian Sect’s Luotian Peak!
When Nangong Pocheng saw the token, his heart skipped a beat, and all the spirits' eyes widened.
Nangong Pocheng immediately began to regret his unnecessary questions.
In Luotian Sect, one can be promoted to an elder by spiritual rank, but the elders of Luotian Peak are higher than other peaks in terms of status and combat power.
But in Luotian Peak, the elders are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang.
These four levels represent the importance of the sect and are also a symbol of one's own status.
Even the ordinary geniuses are just tokens of the Mysterious Level when they are at the Spirit Level. When they step into the King's Stage, they will be promoted from the Mysterious Level to the Earth Level.
Just an earth-level spiritual elder shocked them, and at this moment, a heaven-level king elder appeared!
The two have almost the same meaning. They are one of the few peerless geniuses in the entire Luotian Sect!
Song Tianpeng seemed to be very satisfied with everyone's shocked looks. He waved the token in his hand at Nangong Pocheng and said with a smile:
"Senior Nangong can come to Luotian Peak to meet this junior for tea or drinking at any time!"
"Also, I feel really guilty for causing so much damage to Nanshan City, so I won't bother my seniors to rebuild the city!"
Nangong Pocheng quickly waved his hand and said:
"Don't dare, don't dare. As the guardian of Nanshan City, I should do my best for the management of Nanshan City."
Song Tianpeng nodded, and then said directly:
"Then don't bother me."
After saying that, Song Tianpeng picked up Yiran, threw him on the shoulders of the king who came with him, and then flew away directly into the sky.
Everyone in Nanshan City was left looking at each other in shock. No one expected that the ending would come so suddenly, without causing any unnecessary turmoil.
Nangong Xuyun, who finally woke up, propped up his body with his arms and tried to stand up with all his strength.
Nangong Pocheng lowered his head and glanced at Nangong Suyun. He immediately squeezed the gold card in his hand into a strip and smashed it on Nangong Suyun's forehead.
Although he didn't use his inner energy, the powerful force immediately made Nangong Suyun faint again.
Dong Qiufeng's old laughter came to my ears again:
"Nangong Suyun is really a good grandson of your Nangong family. He helped you provoke two peerless geniuses all at once."
"You might as well take a guess, how many years from now, that little guy will personally come to you to seek justice today?"
Nangong Pocheng snorted coldly, turned around with a wave of his sleeves, and chose to leave, leaving only one angry word:
"Then don't bother Mr. Dong!"
When Wu Lao Er saw Nangong breaking through the city and leaving, he immediately pulled Wu Lao Er and they chose to leave secretly.
With their humble status, it is definitely not a good choice to show their faces too much in front of a group of spiritual beings and kings.
Now that Yiran has left alive, their wish has been fulfilled.
In addition, the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group was almost wiped out, and the plot to kill civilian monks was exposed. I believe that no one will have such an idea in the future.
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On the way back to Luotian Sect, the strong man carrying Yiran asked Song Tianpeng with some confusion:
"Tianpeng, why don't we kill that old guy?"
"I'm here now, but I still can't move my muscles."
Song Tianpeng looked at the fighting maniac beside him helplessly, rubbed his head and said worriedly:
"Zheng Wu, when can you use your brain to think about it? That guy is not an ordinary wild cultivator. He is the local king of Nanshan City. It is recorded in the emperor's records."
"It's okay for this bitch Yiran to kill family spirits. You're a brainless idiot who wants to kill even the king at will."
Zheng Wu didn't understand Song Tianpeng's meaning at all, and asked curiously:
"Then you mean I can still be killed as long as I don't do it casually?"
"How about you go back first, and I'll squat in Nanshan City. When the old guy leaves the city, I'll kill him!"
"I really can't stand this old guy bullying the young."
When Zheng Wu talked about bullying the younger, he couldn't help but use the word "Lao Tzu", which shows how angry he was.
But Song Tianpeng's brains were all banging on Zheng Wu's head, and he cursed and said:
"Let you click, let you click..."
"Let me tell you, who are you?"
"You've been with me for so long. You have to learn how to behave. Why are you still like Yiran, who only knows how to fight and kill all day long?"
Then Song Tianpeng sighed again, looked at Yiran and said:
"Think about it for yourself. Some things are destined not to be solved by force."
"And when you get used to using force to solve problems, you lose your usual composure."
"What is the brain used for? It is used for thinking. You are a genius in refining medicine. No matter how bad your brain is, you can't be any worse."
Song Tianpeng looked at Yiran, his eyes full of care but not the slightest bit reproachful.
He knows the unwavering justice in Yiran's heart, and knows that Yiran is willing to do everything for justice.
But he hopes that Yi Ran can live well and seek more justice for this world when he becomes stronger.
After all, in the eyes of Song Tianpeng, the peerless genius, Yiran is also a peerless evildoer with two heaven-level martial arts.
The spirit man, who is less than thirty years old, possesses sixth-level alchemy skills, a boxing stance that even a magician can practice, and knows advanced formation formation techniques, etc.
The more he gets to know Yiran, the more he discovers countless secrets in Yiran.
Outsiders thought that everything Yiran had was given by Luo Tianzong, but Song Tianpeng knew that everything Yiran had was obtained by himself.
Yiran lay on the strong man's shoulder, looking at the sky blankly, and murmured:
"A chivalrous man breaks the law with force."
"The strong will never be able to take the survival of the weak as the bottom line."
“The stronger you are, the more you can pursue more interests with peace of mind when taking on more responsibilities.”
"This status quo is actually very fair."
Song Tianpeng looked at Yiran meaningfully and said:
"That's why we need people like you who are willing to stand up for the weak in the world."
"So that the strong can understand that what the weak deserve should not be deprived of them arbitrarily."
"Because the weak should also have the right to survive and the opportunity to change their destiny."
Yiran's pupils once again showed a fiery look and said to Song Tianpeng and Zheng Wu:
"Thank you two seniors for your help. Junior Yi Ran will definitely keep this in mind and never dare to forget each other."
Song Tianpeng waved his hand directly and said:
"Don't say you don't have these. If you're really sincere, show me something real."
"Come out the two soul-forging soul-cleansing pills and let Zheng Wu mend his brain."
"The Blood Building Pill is also good. It's much more powerful than the Bone Forging Marrow Cleansing Pill. Give me two of them too."
Hearing Song Tianpeng's words, Yiran also fell off Zheng Wu's shoulders.
Then without any hesitation, he took out four pills and handed them to the two of them respectively.
When Song Tianpeng saw that Yiran didn't feel any pain at all, he immediately jumped up like a cat with explosive hair and said in a sharp voice:
"How many good things like this have you hidden?"
Yiran looked at Song Tianpeng and said with a bad smile:
"Of course it's a little more than you think."
For Yiran and other normal people, the Shengsheng Hematopoiesis Pill is a holy medicine that can replenish blood essence and quickly restore injuries.
But for Song Tianpeng, the significance of Shengsheng Hematopoietic Pill is not to heal injuries.
Instead, he made up for the lack of essence and blood and gradually restored his frail body.
Song Tianpeng asked curiously:
"Such a pill would cost several sixth-level spiritual materials and be worth tens of millions of gold coins, right?"
"You're really that rich, you just gave me two coins two by one?"
"Then what if I ask for three?"
After a series of questions, Song Tianpeng looked at the smiling Yiran and began to beat his chest again, feeling that he had lost millions of gold coins in an instant.
But how did he know that one spiritual material can only refine one potion, but one spiritual material can produce up to nine pills.
Even though Yiran has not yet reached perfection in refining the sixth-level elixir, he can still refine five or six elixirs in one furnace.
Zheng Wu looked at Song Tianpeng and Yi Ran with a sincere smile on his lips.
He didn't care that he got the fourth-level elixir while Song Tianpeng got the sixth-level elixir.
Just because Song Tianpeng would be defeated by a spiritual-level junior, he felt very happy.
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