Chapter 20

"Hum, Wuyang, it seems that the victory is divided." See this scene, one side of the horizontal Mei Yi high stop gas to Wuyang said, "just unexpected, you carefully trained out of the disciples, not only waste, but also do not know how to live things."

Nanjie's four wind swords at this time not only condense Nanfeng's own strength of refining seven leather products, but also condense the strength of wind in many spaces, that is, some of the nine leather products are afraid to resist.

But at this time, Nanfeng, a kid who is refining six kinds of leather, rushes directly. It's not that his brain is not enough to find out what death is.

"It's not certain that familiarity is better than defeat!" Wuyang is very calm said.

But at this time, Wuyang's heart is also hanging to the throat, in her impression, Nanfeng is not a bold person, but at this moment, she really can't think of any way to win.

"Is it?" The horizontal plum disdains a way, immediately proud eyes looked at the battle platform, because only then that final result, can let her really scold Wuyang.

In addition, her son's revenge can be really avenged.

"What a death seeking thing!" Seeing Nanfeng rushing towards his strongest attack with a long knife, Nanjie had to say so.

"Are you really looking for death?"

But at this time, Nanfeng's mouth began to smile and said to Nanjie coldly.

That strange look made Nanjie suddenly feel an inexplicable crisis in his heart, but the inexplicable crisis just flashed away, because Nanjie really didn't believe that Nanfeng had the cards to resist.

However, just in case, Nanjie's aura in the sword became stronger and stronger, and the four wind swords became stronger and stronger, as if they could cut space.

"Die Once again, Nanjie roared.

"The nine Xuan forging is the only way to make the one Xuan forging!"

At the moment when Nanjie roared, Nanfeng roared as well, and his momentum burst in an instant.

As you can see, Nanfeng's every pore is spewing aura madly, and surrounding the aura in the space, and then these manic aura, into Nanfeng's skin.

Then, Nanfeng's black hair and fair skin turned red in an instant.

Of course, the red is a little light.

However, under the red, Nanfeng's whole body seems to have turned into steel.

Shua Shua!

At the same time, Nanjie's four wind sword blade fell on Nanfeng's shoulders, but it just chopped Nanfeng's coat, and then just scratched four shallow traces on Nanfeng's red shoulders and bombarded the battlefield.

"How can it be?" Seeing this, southerton was in a panic.

His most powerful attack, even the nine grade leather refiner, did not dare to fight with his body like this. However, Nanfeng left only four shallow traces on his body.

"Nothing is impossible? It's time for the war to end. " The south wind said coldly.

I don't know when the long sword in my hand has been raised. Endless flame elements surround the long sword. In that moment, the south wind waves three blazing blades.

"Flame nine chop - three blade chop!"

At this time, the male hero was already out of his wits. When the blade of the three flames cut in front of him, he was able to react. But it was too late. The blade of the three flames pounded Nanjie's chest.

The next moment, in the scream, Nanjie fell heavily on the platform, the shaking dust and the burst of air waves, drowned him.

Under the platform, there was silence.

This scene, like lightning flint, came too suddenly, suddenly let them have no preparation.

In their mind, it should be Nanfeng who was killed by the wind blade, but in a moment, the roles changed

"Well What kind of skill is it? It can not only make Nanfeng's body turn red, but also make his body look like steel. " For a moment, all eyes focused on the cultivation of Nanfeng.

"It's definitely a set of anti heaven forging skills!" Some of the inner disciples bared their teeth, and the greed in their eyes had already spread.

Needless to say, the inner disciples, even some core disciples, could not restrain their greed.

Lian PI six can resist Lian PI seven with all his strength, which is enough to prove that Nanfeng's forging skill is against heaven

"The level of that set of skills is definitely not lower than the level of the middle level of Xuanji..." The elder, in his old eyes, had never been startled, and said in his heart that he could not believe.

As an elder, he can see the extraordinary skill more clearly.

"This How is that possible? " At this time of Wuyang, although the look is still a little calm, but the heart has set off a storm.

When she handed over the jiuxuan forging to Nanfeng, she just had a try. She didn't expect Nanfeng to succeed in training jiuxuan forging, because she knew the difficulties.

Otherwise, it is impossible that no martial arts practitioners have been able to practice successfully for nearly a thousand years.However, Nanfeng did it, and in just 20 days, he succeeded in training.

If the rumor is true, it took a full year for the warrior who created the nine Xuan forging to reach the first level.

"Jiuxuan forging, this is the surprise he wants to give me." Wuyang heart heavy road.

"It's impossible, this kid is cheating!" See this sudden scene, horizontal plum is dull at first, then hiss roar way, is to prepare to walk toward the stage of life and death.

It's not because Hengmei cares about Nanjie's life, but she can't accept failure.

"Hengmei, do you want to challenge Xuezong's rules?" That elder a cold hum, stopped horizontal plum.

On the platform, as the dust and the waves dispersed, Nanjie's half dead body was revealed.

Nanfeng walked slowly to Nanjie's side, and the long sword filled with flame elements rowed toward his neck, ready to end the battle.

"Nanfeng, Nanjie is the nephew of the master. If you dare to kill him, your father will die!" At this time, a threatening voice sounded. It was another disciple of the south family, Nan Yun.

Hearing this, all the disciples around talked about it. From this, they could know that Nanfeng's father was in Nanjia's hands, and the elder didn't intervene. He just looked at Nanfeng with great interest and wanted to see how Nanfeng dealt with the scene.

Hearing this, the knife in Nanfeng's hand stopped.

That South cloud sees this screen, the corner of the mouth is also suffused with a sneer: you are fierce and can how? As long as father is in our hands, you will never turn over.

But what Nan Yun didn't expect was that Nan Feng stopped the long knife in his hand, turned around and just made a face at him. Then, without the slightest hesitation, he killed Nan Jie's head.

Such a scene once again made the disciples around silent, and Nan Yun and those Nanjia disciples were even more directly silly.

"Grandma, this guy is too cruel! Even his father's life. " Many of the disciples were filled with emotion in their hearts. At the same time, they had a little fear of Nanfeng.

Those who even ignore their father's life are undoubtedly lunatics. They don't want to get into trouble.