"Choking!"

The old and simple sword in the hands of the young man in gray clothes broke at the sound of the sound. He was shocked and retreated quickly. Tear! The gray clothes in front of the chest were swept by the sword, and a long cut reached the lower abdomen, and the blood immediately gurgled and flowed.

Quiet!

The young man in grey looked at the ancient sword in his hand. Looking at the blood on his chest, he was defeated! Lost to a warrior on the eighth floor of the spirit realm!

In fact, Nanmen Feng had already calculated everything. He had the armor of the gun king and took a hard blow from the young man in gray. With the benefit of Xuanyuan sword, unexpectedly cut off the other party\'s long sword, and the victory or defeat is naturally known.

The real strength of Nanmen maple is inferior to the opponent. But so what? The result is the most important. Weapons and armor are also part of the strength of the warrior.

The young man in gray looked at the maple in the south gate. The cold was terrible. This war was a great humiliation. The sword is broken and the body is wounded. The battle is irreversible.

"I must kill you!" the gray eyes showed their killing intention.

Nanmen Feng smiled faintly and said, "welcome at any time, but if you talk nonsense again, I don\'t mind killing you now."

"Hum!" the young man in gray snorted coldly, turned and left.

With the strength of the young man in gray, Nanmen Maple can\'t keep him. If Nanmen Maple can break through the ninth floor of the spirit realm, maybe today is his death.

Yun Zhanxing looked at Nanmen maple in a daze. The waves turned in his heart. How much did he hide? Nanmen Feng is right. Maybe one day he can climb high and look down on all living beings.

A voice sounded in Yun Zhanxing\'s heart, "if you follow him in this life, there will be other wonderful things!"

The treasures in the two palaces are enough to impress the king of Wu, not to mention those in the spiritual realm. Still inexperienced, too careless.

Ten days have passed in the God killing tower. Nanmen maple is still urging the God killing formula, and the vitality is pouring into the body continuously. It\'s always a little worse to break the diaphragm.

Zifeng came to the maple at the south gate from time to time. Based on the time in the God killing tower, it has broken through the level 4 monster for nearly a year, and there is still no sign of breakthrough. It seems that the growth rate of monster in the later stage is really slow enough.

Another five days passed, and Zhongyuan Li in fengdantian, South Gate, kept pounding the diaphragm. Every failure shocked his body and tore his pain.

"Still not?"

The imperial palace is about to open, and the South Gate Maple has no time to wait. Waving and clasping a handful of Yangyuan pill, he took it at the same time. The vitality in his body was like rolling river water, churning and rushing towards the elixir field in his meridians.

Boom!

The huge waves in the Dantian churned, and Yuan Li beat that layer of imprisonment hard. There was a faint sign that the diaphragm was finally loose. The South Gate Maple smiled and continued to urge Yuan Li\'s constant impact.

Yangyuandan took a lot of clothes, and the vitality needed by the ninth floor of the spirit realm was beyond the expectation of Nanmen maple. Nanmen Feng doesn\'t remember how many Yangyuan pills he swallowed.

Suddenly, a roar came from the Dantian, and Yuan Li spread around like a runaway wild horse. Dantian suddenly emptied a large area. The vitality in the meridians found a breakthrough and kept pouring towards Dantian.

The vitality of the God killing tower rolled and poured into the maple in the south gate.

The ninth floor of the spirit realm! Another step forward from the real world!

Feeling the surging power in his body, Nanmen Maple pinched his fists and gave a long roar. The startled purple wind waved his wings and looked around. It fell into the eyes of Nanmen maple and caused a burst of hearty laughter.

Out of the God killing tower, the dark sky became particularly clear. At this time, if he meets the young man in gray again, Nanmen maple is very confident that he can stay.

It has just broken through and the breath is not stable. When Yun Zhanxing came to his side, his eyes suddenly lit up. With the current strength of Nanmen maple, who can stop him in the spirit realm?

"Where are we going now?" in Yun Zhanxing\'s heart, the figure of Nanmen maple is like Optimus Prime.

Nanmen Feng said with a smile, "continue what we should do. If we can meet him, we will just charge some interest." if the young man in gray hadn\'t disrupted the plan, the palace of the king would have been looted by Nanmen Feng.

The two figures swept away towards the south. The cloud Zhanxing behind him tried his best to keep up with the South Gate maple in front. Looking at the situation of the South Gate maple, it was like walking in a leisurely court. Each step was taken at will, but there was a taste of unspeakable and unknown.

Before he got close to the palace of the king in the north, he heard people roaring from a distance, and the heart of maple in the South Gate sank. In full view of the public, I\'m afraid the plan will be changed.

When I came closer, I saw that on the open space in front of the palace, about a hundred people were divided into two camps. On one side, there were obviously more than ten people. They were the warriors of Tianxing country.

However, there are only about 50 martial artists in chiyun country, and the Jing family brothers and sisters are among them. The two sides seemed to be arguing about something until Nanmen Feng and Yun Zhanxing walked in, and the people found out.

"Nanmen brother!" Jing menglang shouted, as if the Savior had come. His voice was full of surprises. Jing Menghan beside him also brightened his eyes, and his tight face relaxed.

Nanmen Feng came to him and asked, "brother Jing, what happened?"

Jing menglang said with a wry smile, "it\'s a disaster. I don\'t know who opened the two king\'s palaces. Those martial artists of Tianxing country insisted that I opened it and forced me to break the array in front of me. If I can break it, I can get some benefits, but the problem is that I really can\'t help it! Brother Nanmen, you must help me!"

When Nanmen Feng heard the speech, his face suddenly became strange, just because he was the culprit. It\'s still the trouble he brought to Jing menglang.

These are not important. As long as Tianxing country bullies chiyun country, Nanmen Maple will never agree.

Jing menglang was comforted in a soft voice. Nanmen Maple walked slowly towards the martial artist of Tianxing country opposite. He stopped a foot in front of him and glanced at the faces of the crowd one by one.

Fifty eight people, all of whom are nine layers of martial arts in the spiritual realm, are about to enter the real realm. On the other hand, chiyun country is much worse in both quantity and quality. No wonder the warriors of Tianxing country are so unscrupulous.

Nanmen Feng said faintly, "you guys, I can guarantee that brother Jing has never broken the strength of the array. I hope you don\'t force him any more."

"You promise?" a sneer came from the crowd. "What are you, you can promise. You can\'t find the North just after breaking through the ninth floor of the spirit realm. Which cultivation achievement here is no higher than you."

Nanmen Feng couldn\'t help laughing bitterly and talking about cultivation. Even if he broke through the ninth floor of the spiritual realm, he was still the lowest among all the people in the imperial tomb.

But so what? Cultivation can\'t represent everything, and he has strong yuan strength. Only those martial artists who step into the real world can compare in the spiritual realm.

Nanmen Feng smiled and said, "this friend is joking. We are reasonable, not bixiuwei."

"Be reasonable?"

Tianxing Guowu suddenly burst out laughing, and even chiyun Guowu was embarrassed. Martial artists usually only talk about strength and weakness. There is no reason to talk about it.

"For your stupidity\'s sake, spare you once and go back quickly. Our heavenly star country is strong. Your chiyun country should listen to us and break the array quickly. Otherwise, you will die!" the voice of the man in the crowd sounded again.

Nanmen Feng glanced, locked the speaker and whispered, "you mean who\'s strong should listen to whom?"

The man sneered and said, "nonsense, who is weak to listen to who? Can\'t you chiyun country dominate Kyushu mainland?"

As soon as the voice fell, Tianxing Guowu laughed again, but chiyun Guowu lowered their heads one by one. The man looked around triumphantly, satisfied with the effect he had caused.

Yunzhou is the weakest existence in Kyushu. Among the two countries, the strength of chiyun state is obviously worse than that of Tianxing state. If it weren\'t for the existence of the Wu Emperor behind the royal family, I\'m afraid Tianxing would have crossed the Chihua mountains and destroyed the chiyun country.

"Good!" the South Gate Maple said coldly, "the South Gate maple of chiyun country is here. Which friend of Tianxing country is willing to come out to fight, and the south gate will accompany you!"

"Why don\'t I come!" Yun Zhanxing was very angry. Since he followed Nanmen Feng, he has never had a chance to show. His greatest use is to throw the God killing tower into the king\'s palace.

Now, the opportunity has come. He needs to prove his strength to Nanmen Feng. There is no weak in the blood killing guard.

Nanmen Feng smiled faintly. He knew that Baiyun Zhanxing was just breaking through. He wanted to try how much his strength had improved.

"I\'d better come. If I can\'t, you can go again!"

Yun Zhanxing suddenly sweated. It seemed that he was stronger than Nanmen Feng.

Nanmen Feng smiled and said to the warrior of the heavenly star country, "no one dares to fight?"

The martial arts master of Tianxing country was not happy at once. I think you\'re a jerk. Let\'s laugh. I don\'t care about you. Now I\'m still on my nose and face.

afraid to? With your accomplishments, which one can you win?

"I\'ll come." "I\'ll come."... The martial artists of Tianxing country were angry and walked out of five people at once. How can they miss this opportunity to show their face. Although the other party looks like a Hun man, it is inevitable that some will not win, but after returning home, the reward is real. No one will feel hot if they pick up the reward for nothing.

Nanmen Feng said timidly, "you, you don\'t want more people and bully less people?"

The five people who walked out of the crowd looked at each other and were said by a fool, which made their faces a little uneasy. Immediately, the five began to argue over who to fight, but left Nanmen Feng aside.

A quarter of an hour later, the five people were red in the face and still had no result. Nanmen Feng said impatiently, "forget it, let\'s come together."

As soon as the voice fell, the argument stopped suddenly. Everyone\'s eyes looked straight at Gu Feng.

"Is he crazy?"

"It\'s a fool!"

Some people in the sky star country saw the clear eyes of maple at the south gate, and then fell into meditation. More people saw the ring on Nanmen Feng\'s hand, and his pupils coagulated fiercely. He was extraordinary!

The five debaters smiled bitterly. They fought together, and they couldn\'t afford to lose that man. For a time, they were unwilling to fight and kept giving way to each other.

Nanmen Feng said loudly, "I said, you go together."

The crowd was silent again, and those who had a heart strengthened their mind. If something was strange, there would be demons. Nanmen Maple must be different.