(Cat flutter Chinese) You are no longer willing to be subservient!

One sentence made Liu Yiyun's body tremble.

Some memories buried deep in his heart were slowly awakened.

Sometimes, he has a lot of ideas in his heart, he has great ambitions, he wants supreme power.

However, there was a Ning Fan pressing him on his head in all of this.

He is greedy for power, but the existence of Tianmen has made his power restricted.

Perhaps, the seeds of dissatisfaction have already been bought in the depths of his heart, but they are only squeezed longer and longer.

Someone wanted to make a move against Tianmen, but it was just an inducement, which induced the unquiet seed in Liu Yiyun's heart to sprout and grow, which became the biggest reason for the destruction of Tianmen.

"Don't I dare to be subservient? Perhaps? But that's what you persecuted. ”

"It's obviously an underground force, but it has to be like the heroes who are righteous and brave in martial arts dramas."

"I worked hard to stand at the top of Jinling, but I was endlessly restricted and constrained every day."

"Struggle, hard work, and finally standing at the top, isn't it just to become a master? Isn't it just for the thrill of being in power? ”

"But what did you do? You restrain us, you keep us from enjoying power? ”

Liu Yiyun's face was hideous, and he roared at Ning Fan frantically.

"In life, you can enjoy power, but you can't abuse it."

"In this world, there is a distinction between good and evil, there is good and evil, there is black and there is white, in your heart, should the underground forces control the power and do whatever they want? Can't you be a demon with a right heart? ”

"The reason why you feel restricted is because you already have an unwilling heart in your heart."

Ning Fan looked at Liu Yiyun and spoke quietly, but every word he said made Liu Yiyun's face pale.

"Yes, in my heart, I have a desire to hold power and have power." Liu Yiyun suddenly smiled with relief.

"Since you are in my way to power, I will trouble you to die."

"Kill him for me."

Liu Yiyun looked at Ning Fan who was standing below with a cold face, and waved his hand to the people below Wangjiang Tower.

Under the Wangjiang Tower, a group of warriors couldn't help but turn pale after hearing Liu Yiyun's order.

You know, the evil star in front of you has been killed all the way.

The people who died at the hands of this evil star along the way, I don't know how many, but those are the elites of Gongzi Pavilion.

Even the eight Shang Yun brothers died at the hands of this one.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful he is, there is only one person, let's go together, I don't believe we can't beat him."

"Although he is very powerful, he only came here to kill all the way, and the people he killed were all killed one by one, if those people shot together, he must not be an opponent."

"Yes, don't be afraid of him, kill him."

"Moreover, we have no way out, don't forget Childe's methods."

"Kill! Today we either die or he dies. ”

Hearing someone talk about Childe's methods, a group of people suddenly shuddered.

If they didn't dare to make a move on Ning Fan and fell into the hands of Gongzi, then their fate would be worse than death.

When people are faced with a desperate situation, they can often burst out with strength far beyond their previous strength.

Because they don't have any way out, they can only fight to the death.

More than two dozen warriors glared at Ning Fan with fierce eyes in their eyes, and suddenly rushed towards Ning Fan together.

In the face of such a group of people who put life and death aside, even if it is a mid-heaven-level martial artist here, I am afraid that it will have to change color.

In fact, among martial artists, the strength is relative, and the combined strength of a group of people is far greater than one person, so that person can be killed.

If one person is stronger than a group of people, then that group of people will be killed by one person.

The so-called ants can bite an elephant to death if there are too many ants, or if a person is too strong, no matter how many people can't kill it, there is no such thing.

If there are more ants, you can bite the elephant to death, depending on how many ants there are and how big the elephant is.

No matter how many people there are, they can't kill a powerful existence, it depends on whether there are too few people.

"Let me see how powerful your true strength is." Liu Yiyun stood on top of Wangjiang Tower, looking at Ning Fan downstairs with a cold face.

A group of people rushed towards Ning Fan with a murderous aura, but Ning Fan stood there quietly like a proud knight, as if he didn't know anything about the danger, but he seemed to be confident and didn't take any danger in his eyes.

It's just a pity that Ning Fan doesn't have a sword in his hand, otherwise it can definitely be reminiscent of the chivalrous man who kills one person in ten steps and doesn't stay for thousands of miles.

A martial artist at the peak of the Xuan level rushed in front of Ning Fan, his hideous and crazy complexion could make those who saw it pale with fright.

A sharp blade appeared in the hand of the martial artist at the peak of the Xuan level, and stabbed it fiercely towards Ning Fan's chest.

Ning Fan lightly stretched out two fingers, but he just caught the sharp blade of the martial artist, and the next moment Ning Fan's fingers moved slightly, and the sharp blade broke and gently slid through the neck of the Xuan-level peak martial artist, and then passed through the chest of another early ground-level martial artist.

As soon as he made a move, he had already killed a Xuan-level peak and an early earth-level martial artist in an instant.

This made the group of warriors who were rushing towards Ning Fan couldn't help but turn pale.

In the face of Ning Fan's fierce existence, are their group really Ning Fan's opponents?

Ning Fan's ferocity frightened the group, but it didn't make them retreat, because if they retreated out of fear, the fate that awaited them was even more terrible than death.

When this group of people was a little frightened, Ning Fan took the initiative to take action.

Holding a long sword stabbed at him with one hand, he didn't see how Ning Fan made a move, but he saw that the body of the ground-level martial artist holding the long sword was shocked, and the long sword had already appeared in Ning Fan's hand.

Holding the long sword, Ning Fan took a step forward and crossed the ground-level martial artist who had been robbed of the long sword, but the next moment he saw a red line split on the neck of the ground-level martial artist, and blood gushed out like a spring.

So far, this group of warriors has not touched the corner of Ning Fan's clothes, but three people have fallen, and there are still twenty people left.

Ning Fan took another step forward, and the long sword in his hand pulled out a sword flower, the sword light was dazzling, and between the cold light, another early stage martial artist covered his neck and fell down in disbelief.

He took another step forward, dodging the fist of a Xuan-level martial artist, and stabbed his long sword back, passing through the chest of the Xuan-level martial artist.

Taking another step forward, the tip of the long sword and a long sword collided, but I saw that the tip of the spear was directly split in half under the long sword, and an ordinary long sword, after it reached Ning Fan's hand, it was like a divine weapon.

The long sword castrated unabated, and came straight to the warrior holding the spear, and plunged the sword into the throat of the warrior, and the next moment Ning Fan took a step forward, and the warrior slowly fell.

Killing a person with a sword never takes a single effort, and no martial artist can stop Ning Fan's footsteps.

Seeing Ning Fan's light and indifferent murderous scene, the remaining warriors all looked at Ning Fan with fear.

They thought that no matter how powerful Ning Fan was, in front of so many of them, he would also fall.

And although they may kill and injure some people, there will always be some people who will survive.

But at this time, looking at Ning Fan, who was still calm and about to take a step forward, they didn't have any confidence.

Because, what they are facing is not an ordinary earth-level peak martial artist, but an existence that is even more terrifying than the heaven-level.

"Kill me, we don't have any way out, kill him and we can live."

"Yes, kill him, you have to kill him."

The remaining martial artists glared at Ning Fan frantically, and shouted with a hint of despair in their voices.

At this time, Ning Fan also took another step, and another Xuan-level martial artist fell at Ning Fan's feet.

Before Wangjiang Tower, those warriors were even more crazy, but they fell at Ning Fan's feet one after another, but they couldn't stop Ning Fan's progress.

Even, he didn't even touch the corner of Ning Fan's clothes.

Laugh at!

The sound of blood gushing sounded, and Ning Fan slid the long sword in his hand between the throats of the last Xuan-level martial artist.

The Xuan-level martial artist clutched his throat in disbelief, and his eyes fell to the ground with a look of regret.

At this point, before Wangjiang Tower, the bodies of thirteen martial artists had fallen, and the lowest strength of these martial artists was the peak of the Xuan level, if it was put in Jinling, it would definitely be a shocking force.

But at this time, all these people died in front of Ning Fan. Cat flutter Chinese