Chapter 140

Duan MuQing is now practicing in seclusion in the secret area of the futu tower. Monk du'e is still like a fool, carving all kinds of Buddha statues with a carving knife every day, like a repenting devil.

Today, Nanmen Feng changed into his accustomed black clothes, tidied up his hair, and then went out with his knife again until he came to Zhenwu gate.

"The disintegration of the Hong family will begin today!"

Different from the past, today's Nanmen Maple has a cold face and faintly exudes a sense of killing that people dare not approach.

Nanmenfeng did not enter the daily hall, let alone the attic under the jurisdiction of Du Li, but came to the center of zhenwumenwai mountain.

There is nothing strange here. If there is, it is the biggest challenge arena in zhenwumenwai mountain.

Rather than a challenge arena, it is actually a huge square with a depth of 100 feet.

The ground is made of silvery white stone. This stone has no other ability, that is, it is hard and resistant to beating. Even the strong at the chemical weapons level may not be able to destroy it.

Few people walk around the square. Even if someone passes by, they walk in a hurry. It's like a forbidden area for disciples.

At the end of the square, there is a five clawed white dragon stone carving more than three feet high and more than fifteen feet long.

The white dragon stared at the center of the square. The huge dragon head was made of two priceless and strange pearls. It was not only lifelike, but also powerful.

Nanmen Feng came to the Dragon alone, and his eyes couldn't help but show a touch of surprise.

This challenge arena is called Wanglong arena

It is different from other challenge arenas and is very symbolic.

The purpose of building this dragon watching platform is to let those disciples who have strong strength but don't get attention and treatment show their strength.

Anything that happens in this arena will be reflected by the eyes of the dragon in the eyes of many big people in Zhenwu sect.

A few years ago, there was a young man dueling with people here. It was clear that he had only the strength of the early level of naringjing, but he repeatedly defeated more than a dozen middle level of naringjing.

That night, he was introduced to the inner mountain of Zhenwu gate and trained as an entry-level disciple.

Nanmenfeng wants to deal with the people of the Hong family, but he doesn't like the means of hiding. Today, he doesn't want to get the attention of some big people, but wants to clean up some people through the "no war rule" of wanglongtai.

In short, this dragon watching arena is different from the ordinary challenge arena. As long as the cultivation level of the opponent challenged by Nanmen Feng here is no worse than him, people can avoid it and must fight.

Those who avoid the war will burn the life card of the sect, erase the identity of the sect disciple, and get the ridicule of the whole Zhenwu sect.

Nanmen Feng stood at the end of the Dragon watching platform and stared at the dragon. Many disciples passing by couldn't help casting their eyes here. No one knew what Nanmen Feng was going to do.

After the eyes of Nanmen Feng gathered, he slowly took out the milky white zongmen jade card the size of a thumb from his arms, and then threw it gently, perfectly falling into the dragon's mouth.

Shua

The dragon was activated, and the two eyes suddenly burst out strange brilliance. With a slight tremor, a thick and old voice rang through.

"Nanmen Feng, disciple of waishan, who do you want to challenge?"

The corner of maple's mouth in the south gate was slightly hooked. Up to now, things can't turn back. "I want to challenge Fengchi hall disciple, Hong Yue..."

The sound of the maple in the South Gate fell, and the dragon was quiet for a moment. Only a bang, a strange force, like light burst out from the dragon's magnificent body, disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

The Dragon fell into peace again.

But at this time, Zhenwu gate is somewhere.

"Ah... It's burning me!"

A teenager who was closing his eyes on the drill ground suddenly jumped up regardless of the occasion and tore his clothes on his chest.

The boy was eighteen or nine years old. He was dressed in white and silver. He was a little thin.

The young man's behavior startled many fellow disciples who were practicing, and many people looked at the young man with bad eyes.

Stabbed

The boy's clothes were torn open. He saw that the zongmen life card, which was originally as moist as white jade, was burning a milky white flame, and the sound of dragon chanting came from inside.

"This... Is..."

The boy was holding a life card, and a strange message suddenly appeared in his consciousness. He subconsciously looked at the position of Wanglong platform, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

……

Nanmen Maple didn't wait too long in front of Wanglong platform. Hong Yue came with his sword.

But he didn't come here alone. There were dozens of martial brothers behind him.

In Zhenwu gate, there are challenges and decisive battles every day. Can someone dare to use Wanglong platform to release the challenge book? These disciples are still the first time to see them. They can't help being curious about this maple in the south gate.

"Are you the Nanmen Maple who threatened to destroy our Hong family?"

In front of the dragon, Hong Yue asked condescensively, as if he were staring at an idiot.

In fact, Nanmen Feng is really a big idiot in his heart.

The maple at the South Gate did not answer, and his face was still cold.

"Ho, what an unknown bastard!"

Hong Yue's emaciated cheek was hooked and showed a sinister color. "After defeating a Hong Tianci, I don't know how the flowers thank. An ignorant person like you is as disgusting as a mouse!"

Nanmen Feng smiled but didn't speak, and suddenly said, "I don't know you, and there's no need to know you, but now you and I are the enemy!"

Feng Leng said, "now, I'll give you a chance. As long as you repair at your own expense, I'll spare your life!"

Self abandonment cultivation?

"Hahaha... I just said you didn't know what to say. I really flattered you..."

Hong Yue burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

More than a dozen disciples standing far away in the outer circle couldn't help smiling at this time.

They don't know how much strength Nanmen Maple has, but Hong Yue is the best in their line. The cultivation of the middle level of naringjing, coupled with his family's Secret skills, can even compete with the high level of naringjing.

At this time, Nanmen Feng asked him to repair at his own expense. This is not ignorance. What is it?

"I've given you the opportunity, but you don't know how to cherish it. No wonder my Nanmen maple is cruel!"

Qiang

With the killing intention, the nameless black knife of Nanmen Maple suddenly came out of his body, and the cold and fierce cold awn pointed directly at Hong Yue.

"Well, let me act on behalf of heaven and send you such an idiot to hell for reconstruction!"

As soon as Hong Yue lifted his arm, zongmen's life card disappeared into the dragon's mouth, and then he also pulled out his long sword.

Jinghong

Break!

At the moment when Hong Yue pulled out his long sword, Nanmen Feng cut head-on towards Hong Yue with both hands holding a knife.

This is hardly a sabre trick. It seems to tear the air with a force of more than 30000 kg.

"Die!"

Seeing that nanmenfeng didn't use his martial arts, Hong Yue smiled fiercely, and his spiritual power surged out.

Bang

"It's impossible..."

When the swords collided, Hong Yue's smile suddenly stopped. He felt unprecedented fear from the black knife of Nanmen maple.

Click

Hong Yue's proud sword suddenly broke with the crisp sound. Before he even had time to be shocked, he flew out like a broken kite.

But Nanmen Maple moved again at this time, and the dark long knife turned into a beam of Hongguang to attack Hong Yue who had not yet landed.

"No, it's impossible. You can't be the middle level of the spirit realm..."

Hong Yue screamed, but he was still crying for the end, and Nanmen Maple's black knife burst into his chest.

"Ho ho... It's... Impossible..."

Hong Yue's eyes almost stood out of the frame because of shock, and the deadly black knife on his chest was rapidly swallowing his vitality.

"I told you earlier that self funded cultivation is your only choice!"

Feng Leng's eyes in the South Gate remained the same. He suddenly drew his knife. When the blood splashed three feet, Hong Yue's body fell down.

"Unexpectedly, so fast..."

The disciples outside the field saw that Hong Yue had died in an untimely death. For a moment, their brains couldn't turn around. Although they thought about 10000 scenes that Hong Yue would die in battle, they didn't expect to die so quickly and completely.

"Where is this South Gate Maple sacred?"

Just as the disciples whispered and were shocked, Nanmen Feng indifferently removed his eyes from Hong Yue and came to the Dragon again. Nanmen Feng shouted three names in one breath.

With the trembling of the dragon, as in the previous general situation of Hong Yue, the three teenagers in Zhenwu gate were immediately pulled and had to come here.

These three people are also the cultivation accomplishments of the middle level in the spirit realm. Even if they are not the legitimate young master, they are also people with high status in the Hong family.

With a lesson from the past, the three teenagers no longer underestimated Nanmen maple. During the duel, they sacrificed their housekeeping skills at the first time.

Unfortunately, when Nanmen Feng broke through the middle level of naringjing, his real strength had reached the peak of naringjing.

A warrior at the peak of the spirit realm fought with the enemies at the middle level of the spirit realm, which was not ornamental at all. The three teenagers, together, didn't make ten moves in the hand of Nanmen Feng, so they died without a whole body.

But at this time, Nanmen Maple still didn't stop. After closing his eyes again and meditating for a long time, he shouted ten names in front of the dragon.

There are thirty-three young children of the Hong family in Zhenwu gate, and there are fourteen middle-level people in Naling territory. The rest are all high-level and above in Naling territory.

Ten Hong family disciples came one after another. There were Zong rules here. Even if everyone knew it was death, they had to come.

In the end, ten people came, ten died, and none survived.

Nanmen Feng took back the jade card and left without anyone stopping him.

At this moment, all the descendants of the Hong family in the middle level of the spirit realm in Zhenwu gate know that there is a dense crowd around the originally uninhabited Wanglong platform.

At first, in order to watch the battle, no one thought that what they watched was not a challenge, but a massacre.

"It's over, it's over. So many people died in just one morning. The Hong family is really going crazy this time..."

"The last time Hong Tianci died, Hong Tai almost died of anger, and now..."

"Who is this maple in the south gate? It's clear that the realm is only the middle level of naring realm, but why is it so terrible?"

"Nanmen maple is no more powerful. From now on, no matter Zhenwu gate or Tianfeng City, there is no place for him..."

Hundreds of people looked at the piles of bloody corpses on the Dragon platform. Out of their own fear, they subconsciously stepped back.

At this moment, these disciples realized the rumors about Nanmen Feng and Hong Tai.

Nanmenfeng's so-called destruction of the Hong family is not the clamor of ignorant people.

It's a declaration of war.