A sudden shout came, and followed by a murderous aura that was breathless, accompanied by a palm covering his face.

A palm that rushed towards him instantly covered all his sights. Nangong Min only felt darkness in front of him. Although the palm was pushed straight, it seemed to have endless changes. However, the confused palm moved with all the demons, and the momentum was terrifying.

"The unique skill of the Demon God Palace, the Demon God Record." Nangong changed his color. He knew the terrible martial arts that shocked the world, so he naturally did not dare to keep it. What's more, the person he was facing was the first person in the young generation of the Demon God Palace.

A body of skill was rumbling, like a river flowing on the earth, passing through the meridians of the whole body. The soft palms were several times better than before.

"I didn't expect that a servant from the Nangong family knew this martial arts and knew the goods. Since that's the case, I will give you a move." Ying Wudi chuckled and pressed his palm forward. The void seemed to collapse in an instant, and then a sound rang in his ear: "The first style of the Demon God Record, the Hundred Demons' Contemporary Gods."

As the words fell, the palm of the Voltian palm became even more powerful. The fierce force seemed to be on the palm, which made people feel extremely stressed.

There is no way to avoid it. Nangong Min could only face this palm, pushing his palms forward, and the sleeves of his hands were roaring, and the true energy rolled out like boiling water.

As they were about to collide, Nangong Min's expression was even more solemn. Because the opponent's palms remained unchanged, his little thoughts were lost. He could only grit his teeth and take the initiative to attack. He first slapped his palms and hit him with a three-point palm force, which first vented part of the force of ten thousand pounds.

"bump!"

The moment the palm force of both sides contacted, the subsequent palm force made Nangong Min feel stuffy in his chest, and he couldn't stop it and retreated. The blood in his body churned like a beast rushing, his face turned red, and he responded to the enemy and tried to make him suffer. Naturally, it was impossible for him to repeat the same mistake. Yun took the Yuan in his hand, stepped on the universe, walked sideways, and then handed over again.

Ying Wudi sneered, and expected this change. He turned his arm, turned his palms and pressed him down, and rushed straight to Nangong Min's eyebrows.

Nangong Mian, who had just turned sideways, was surprised, but there was no room for retreat. He vomited another sip of turbid air, and his soft palm could only resist and could not launch a counterattack.

"bump!"

Under the thick palm force, Nangong Mian's soft palm force was like broken cotton wool, and could no longer stop this force. The sleeves of both arms were shattered, but the palm in front of him was lost. He was shocked, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the palm was pressed on his chest.

"stop!"

Just as Nangong Li was about to die, a light shout came, and then a figure rushed towards him at a high speed. A middle-aged man in gray appeared and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ying Wudi stopping.

"Xiao Ying, didn't you ask you to welcome the messenger? Why did you start to fight against the messenger?" The middle-aged man with a beard with a horoscope turned dark when he saw Nangong's internal breathing disorder.

Ying Wudi looked motionless and beat him up, saying, "I didn't see the messenger of the Nangong family. There is a wild dog that bites people randomly."

"Ying Wudi, don't be arrogant anymore. The Nangong family will not give up." Nangong Yin could no longer help, and his face turned completely gloomy.

When Ying Wudi heard this, his true energy burst out, and a forced aura filled his eyes with cold light: "Are you threatening me, or are you representing the Nangong family here to declare war in advance?"

"You~~~." Nangong wanted to change his color. Ying Wudi's words were trapped. If he didn't answer well, it would trigger a battle between the two families in advance.

"You, a servant from the Nangong family, dares to show off your power in my Demon God Palace. You simply don't take my Demon God Palace seriously. I can kill you here with this, and I hope the Nangong family will not be enemies of us because of this." Ying Wudi sneered and said, "Go back and call you people with enough weight to come, and call someone with a cat or a dog. What's the matter? The Nangong family is not despising my Demon God Palace. As for you, you are not worth enough, and you don't want to dirty my hands if you don't kill you."

Nangong Min's face turned blue and white, and cold sweat was flowing on his face. Ying Wudi's words were extremely obvious, with puns and murderous intent. A careless sentence would not only bring disaster to him, but also put the Nangong family in danger.

"I will convey these words to the head of the family word for it, and ask the Demon God Palace to wait for the good news." Nangong Li said gritting his teeth.

"I'm not far away to send it." Ying Wudi waved his hand and then gave him another sentence: "Next time, I might as well bring Nangong Liuli with me. I heard that he is very famous, so I asked him to clean his neck and come over."

This time, Nangong Min didn't dare to answer again, so he could only leave quickly, and no matter how the middle-aged man tried to keep him, he did not agree.

"Invincible, do you know how much trouble you will cause to the Demon God Palace?" The middle-aged man's face was extremely gloomy and his eyes were full of anger: "If the Nangong family refused to let go, would they find an excuse to come to the city?"

Two questions, this is a serious accusation.

"So what, I've long disliked them. At worst, I can fight to the death and fight to the death." Ying Wudi's faced the questioning, his face remained unchanged, and he took a tougher attitude: "My Demon God Palace has stood in Beiyuan for several years. Are you afraid that a family of Nangong that has just risen for a short time will spread, and the world thinks that everyone in our Demon God Palace can be bullied. I would rather die in battle with such a cowardly compromise."

"You-----." The middle-aged man was speechless and could only say coldly: "Since you are determined to do your own thing, I have to report to the elders to make the decision."

After leaving the words, the middle-aged man walked away quickly. The guards looked at each other. He just wanted to have a moment of pleasure, but he forgot this level.

"What are you afraid of? At worst, you can lose your head. Even if I die in battle, I will fight the Nangong family to the death." The man who has not yet recovered shouted: "I will be another hero in 18 years."

Ying Wudi was surprised and looked at the big man: "What's your name?"

"Little Wei Yong." The man replied.

"Well said, you will follow me in the future." Ying Wudi nodded.

When others heard this, their faces suddenly showed envy and shame, and they were even more timid before the fight. They could only regret their cowardice, and looked at the man with good luck and were secretly lost.

Ying Wudi stopped the envoy of the Nangong family and injured him soon reached the ears of the elders, causing the old guys who were still having tea to almost fall from the stool. He burned his butt and ran to the main hall of the Demon God Palace, shouting that he saw the Demon God Kong and demanded that Ying Wudi punish him.

The second day.

"What did you say?" A huge anger came out in his tone.

"We want the palace master to punish Ying Wudi for his boldness." said a gray-robed elder.

The demon god Kong stood up suddenly while sitting on the chair, his eyes filled with light, his body of strength was circulating wildly, and the true energy in his body burst out, and an overly handsome face was full of anger.

"As the elders of the Demon God Palace, you are of high power. You are afraid of a servant from the Nangong Family coming to show off your power and martial arts? Why does the servants of the Nangong Family have the status of not killing him? Is it so great tolerant that you suppress your own people like this? Is it because you want to ruin the reputation of the Demon God Palace? What are you facing the seniors of the Demon God Palace in the Nine Springs?" The Demon God Kong was extremely angry and shouted in a deep voice.

"The Palace Master's words are not the same. The Nangong Family is now in Beiyuan. Our Demon God Palace has now withered talents. It is not the best way to fight them head-on." The old woman next to her narrowed her eyes and said, "In my opinion, punishing the young master is just a way to make it impossible for the Nangong Family to find an excuse. This does not affect the reputation of the Demon God Palace."

"It sounds nice? Although the Nangong family is different now, is it that our Demon God Palace is at mercy? In terms of seniority, they are just a group of despicable villains who deceive people of the world and steal their reputations." The man in the Confucian shirt shouted coldly, then looked at the old man in gray robe and the old woman: "The two elders are so anxious to please the Nangong family. Could it be that they gave you good things? You must find out your identity, whether you are from the Demon God Palace or from the Nangong family."

"Stop talking. Yingqiu, pay attention to your identity. You are just coming up from the side room. When will it be your turn to speak here?" The old man in gray robe pointed at the man in Confucian robe and shouted.

"You just stopped, two old guys are shameless, old things. Why, the older you get, the more afraid you are, you can't bear to part with your new little wife. And your old lady, why, your unscrupulous grandson spends all day, causing trouble everywhere, and you spend your thoughts on those wild men." The big man next to the man in Confucian shirt slapped on the chair, looking at the old woman sneered: "You can withstand it a few times, be careful to die on the bed."

"You, you, you bastard." The old woman's face turned red and her eyes were blazing, and she wanted to swallow the vicious man with a vicious mouth alive.

"I'm a bastard, is there any?" The man smiled badly: "It seems that it's not used on you, why are you angry?"

"Ah---." The old woman was furious and left with her sleeves.

As for the old man in gray robe, he was poked in a very painful place and left in anger.

The leaders all left, and the rest of the people were in ease. The demon god Kong glanced at him and waved his hand to let them leave. These fence-bearing grass did not dare to stay, and they were not good at staying at the moment, leaving in shame. The man who had been addicted to the mouth and the man in Confucian shirt also left. In front of the desk, the demon god Kong's face was full of fatigue.
Chapter completed!