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The former died in 1516

"Stop, stop it."

The person who yelled was not Nangong Hao, but Nangong Zhengming.

This time it was his duty to teach Ximen Yu a lesson, otherwise he would not only be criticized by his family members, but also others.

Ximenyu looked into the distance, but Ximenyu did not move.

The few strong men watching around flew away to the side.

"Ximenyu is finished. Nangong has come to correct his name. He was born at the 18th level." Fengyun Bumie said. He was still thinking about what Ximenyu had said when he yelled at him, "Come forward and die." Moreover, Ximenyu was not on the same page as their Huangfu counterparts.

The families have formed an alliance, and they really hope that Ximen Yu will be severely punished and his majesty will be killed.

"Phew!" Nangong Zhengming suddenly took out a huge iron ball. The two of them hugged the iron ball and flew towards Ximenyu.

As soon as Nangong corrected his name, Ximenyu's mourning hall was blown to pieces.

"Hmph!" Ximenyu walked forward without fear, his fist facing the iron ball.

Let’s see if Ximenyu’s fist is stronger or Nangong Zhengming’s iron ball is stronger.

"Bang!" Ximenyu's fist collided with the iron ball, and the iron ball instantly turned into powder.

Ximenyu's body has been strengthened from another world.

"Ximenyu, you are looking for death. Uncle Zhengming, I will save Xiao Ji and you kill Ximenyu."

With that said, Nangong Hao flew towards Nangong Ji, dividing his troops into two groups.

Ximenyu warned: "Nangong Hao, I hope you saw it, go ahead and die!" Ximenyu pointed to the board next to him, where there were a few big bloody characters.

"Hmph! Ximenyu, today is the end of you. Uncle Zhengming, kill him." Nangong Hao snorted at Ximenyu, as if Ximenyu was already at the bottom. Everyone thought so too, after all, Ximenyu was born with the Dao

Sixteenth level, while Nangong's official name is eighteenth level. There is a difference between two realms, and everyone is not mediocre. Under normal circumstances, there is no suspense. Of course, exceptions are not excluded.

"Nangong Hao, the head of the Jingmen Sect has strictly ordered that the Prime Minister and above are not allowed to fight to the death, but you keep saying to kill me." Ximen Yu was furious.

Nangong Haoyi curled his lips: "Ximenyu, the Jingmen Sect Master has not appeared for more than ten years. It is not certain when he will appear again. He has even become an immortal cultivator. I don't know who the next Jingmen Sect Master will be. Kill him

What about you? In my Nangong royal family, there are two people who are deputy sect leaders, so what if I kill them? Uncle Zhengming, kill Ximen Yu. I will save Xiao Ji."

Nangong Zhengming was a little hesitant. He was timid and fearful. He always felt that it was not easy to grow up to this point, and he was afraid of being damaged if something happened.

Nangong Hao rushed towards Nangong Ji.

"Go ahead and die!" Ximen Yu said, not stopping Nangong Hao.

Sure enough, he immediately stepped forward without any fear.

Ximenyu flew up instantly and killed Nangong Hao.

"Whoops!" At this time, Nangong corrected his name and arrived beside Ximenyu. A green golden light flew over, forcing Ximenyu to be unable to kill Nangonghao.

Ximenyu glanced at Nangong Zhengming and warned: "Nangong Zhengming, I advise you to get out of here, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Nangong Zhengming snorted disdainfully: "Ximen Yu, stop talking nonsense. Although I may not kill you today, I will teach you a lesson and make you behave honestly from now on. This is for sure, depending on the whip."

I don't know what kind of whip Nangong Zhengming is. It is green, very powerful, and cannot be defended at all, because it seems to be illusory.

Ximenyu didn't want to delay, so he made a quick decision and took out the Black Panther's epee in an instant.

"Buzz!" The Black Panther's heavy sword slashed towards Nangong Zhengming. A huge force of gravity surged in the air. It was as if everyone within a few hundred meters around them had been pressed with a thick layer of force, making their movements stiff.

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"Ah!" Nangong's rectification of his name was like sailing against the current.

"Bang!" The heavy sword was slashed, and Nangong Zhengming was knocked into the ground. It was unclear whether he was dead or injured.

Ximen Yu ignored Nangong's rectification and turned around suddenly, seeing Nangong Hao about to pick up Nangong Ji.

"I said, go ahead and die!" Ximenyu went back in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!" Nangong Hao then realized that Ximen Yu had already killed Nangong Zhengming with one sword.

Ximen Yu's killing move was approaching, and Nangong Hao reacted in time, threw Nangong Ji in his hand, and decisively escaped.

Yes, he had already held Nangong Ji in his hands, but at the critical moment Ximen Yu came to kill him, and he had to choose to throw Nangong Ji away.

"Ah!" Nangongji was thrown into a thorn bush nearby. His hands and feet had been cut off, but now he was stabbed by the thorns of the thorn bush, and he couldn't stop roaring.

Nangong Hao successfully dodged the fatal blow from Ximen Yu just now. This time Ximen Yu didn't just smash him away, he really killed him.

"Jier!"

The parents of the Nangong Chicken a hundred meters away saw the Nangong Chicken being thrown into the thorn bushes, and they screamed one after another.

Nangong Hao suddenly felt a little sorry for his younger brother. He was such a bastard. In order to save his own life, he abandoned his younger brother at the critical moment. He felt a little embarrassed and his face turned red from suppressing it.

"Hao'er, how could you do this? You have already picked up Ji'er. You could have risked your own serious injuries to take him away. Feizhou is always by your side. Why did you abandon him?" Nangong Ji's parents blamed him.

"I, father, I just subconsciously saved my life and didn't think too much about it."

Many people around were talking and seemed to be laughing at someone.

Ximenyu did not continue to chase Nangong Hao, but continued with his business, walked towards Nangong Ji, and looked at Nangong Ji's neck.

"Ah! Ji'er."

Nangong Hao yelled: "Ximen Yu, your mother compared me, I've had enough, ah ah ah!"

Nangong Hao was angry. He had thrown his younger brother down at the critical moment and was laughed at by everyone. Now, as if he had been given a shot of blood, he rushed towards Ximen Yu desperately.

Ximenyu said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Go to the former and die."

Nangong Hao once again pounced on him recklessly, angering Ximen Yu.

"Bang!" Before he could fully pounce, when he was only four or five meters away from Ximen Yu, Nangong Hao's head suddenly burst into two halves.

Nangong Hao instantly lost his motivation to move forward, fell to the ground, and died.

Ximenyu used a mental attack. Although his head did not explode like a watermelon, it did explode into two pieces like a chestnut.

"Ah, Hao'er! Wuwuwu." A cry started in the distance.

The few strong men who were watching around fell silent. Ximen Yu actually killed Nangong Hao without blinking an eye, without even thinking about the strict order given by the leader of the Jing Sect, so simply.

At this moment, Taixiang Zhuge, Huangfu Haitian, Donghua, Fengyun Yijian, Fengyun Bumie and others all felt a sense of fear towards Ximenyu.

Ximenyu roared: "Whoever comes forward again will die!"

"Pfft!" Ximenyu threw the knife away without looking, and the knife fell on Nangongji's neck as planned, separating Nangongji's neck from his body.

Ximenyu grabbed Nangongji's head and body and threw them to the ground in front of the mourning platform.

Ximenyu stopped cooking because Nangong Chicken was dead and could not be seen after cooking. He had just boiled the hands and feet. The most important reason was to let Nangong Chicken see it himself.

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