The God of Killing returns and takes down his sister’s best friend at the beginning

After Ning Chen locked Zhao Shanhe with his consciousness, he did not rush to take action, but planned to solve the troubles coming from the northern and southern factions of Xuanmen first.

"You insulted me, the elder of the Northern Sect, and you can only atone for your sin by dying."

There were eight other elders from the Northern Sect. At this time, they all appeared and walked out. They stood in the void and stared at Ning Chen with undisguised murderous intent in their eyes.

At this time, the Southern faction's council members seemed to have secretly lost their temper, made a decision, and all walked out.

An old man with white beard and hair, but energetic, glanced at Ning Chen and said to the northern faction elder: "Even if Ning Chen wants to be killed, it should be our southern faction's turn to kill him."

"Zhao Qingxuan, you're farting. He hurt three of our northern sect elders. Such hatred will never end. It's up to us to take his life." The northern sect elder snorted coldly.

The southern faction's council member named "Zhao Qingxuan", who is also the southern faction's magic master, suddenly turned cold, "Wang Yunhe, your northern faction only injured three people, and this kid killed me." Even if fellow Daoist Liu Erhe from the southern sect is killed, it will never be your turn to be from the northern sect."

Hearing the battle between the northern and southern sects in magic techniques, both the southern and northern Xuanmen disciples had only one thought in their minds.

That means... Ning Chen is finished.

You must know that in addition to Li Xuancheng, Han Weizheng, and Nangong Bo, the Northern Sect also has eight elders here, all of whom are masters of magic.

On the southern side, there are nine masters of magic here.

Both sides wanted to kill Ning Chen.

Can Ning Chen still have a way to survive?

"His life will be decided by our Northern faction."

"Fuck your mother's bitch, our southern faction must use his head to pay homage to fellow Daoist Liu Erhe."

The top leaders of the North and South factions would not give in to anyone.

"Noisy."

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, overwhelming everyone.

Everyone followed the sound.

Ning Chen stood up and stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes swept over the top leaders of the northern and southern factions, "You all want to kill me, right? It's a pity that you are both too weak. There is no need to fight. Let's go together. I'm in a hurry."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

The faces of the masters of magic from the northern and southern factions all had angry looks on their faces.

Who are they?

They are all high-level leaders of the northern and southern sects. Without exception, they are all masters of Shufa. They look down on the Xuanmen and govern the world. They are innate experts in martial arts. They may not take them seriously and have the arrogance of being masters of Shufa.

But now, a young junior actually said that they were too weak and asked them to go together?

This means you don't take them seriously at all.

"Since he wants to die, let's grant him his wish. Whoever kills him first will be the one who gets it. How about that?"

The northern faction elders looked at the southern faction Zhao Qingxuan and others.

"Okay, then let's all rely on our abilities."

Zhao Qingxuan and other Southern faction council members all nodded.

The northern sect actually has more magic masters than the southern sect, but Li Xuancheng, Han Weizheng, and Nangong Bo were severely damaged. This is why, right now, they have more people in the southern sect, which gives them a certain advantage.

and.

Ning Chen could kill Liu Erhe and hurt Li Xuancheng, Han Weizheng, and Nangong Bo. No matter what method Ning Chen used to do it, it was enough to show that Ning Chen had the means to kill the real person.

At this time, the two factions came together, with a large number of people and strength, and they were not afraid of Ning Chen's tricks.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four, but Ning Chen is only one person after all.

"Slay the dragon!"

Wang Yunhe of the Northern Sect was the first to take action. He directly took out a magic weapon. It was an ancient sword. The sword had a flaw in the blade. He did not make it by himself, but got it from an ancient tomb and activated it. At this time, there was the sound of a dragon roaring, as if it was trapped and locked inside.

It is said that this was owned by a Xuanmen senior during the Ming Dynasty. He once used this magical weapon to cut off a dragon vein with a sword.

Possessing the power of slaying dragons.

Considered a treasure by him.

At this time, in order to seize Ning Chen's head first, he did not hesitate to use this sword to kill Ning Chen.

Apart from him, everyone else also took action.

They all want to kill Ning Chen first, but at the same time, the northern and southern factions are also wary of each other, and even want to take action, interfering with each other, and must not let the other party kill Ning Chen first.

however.

Facing the two factions from the north and the south, a total of seventeen magic masters came to kill them at the same time, but Ning Chen looked as usual.

He seemed to be saying to himself: "Let's take you and try the power of Ziqi Donglai Fist."

As the words fell.

Ning Chen clenched his fist, and purple energy lingered between heaven and earth, as if a vision had appeared, and a terrifying power instantly filled everyone's heart.

This caused a slight change in the expressions of the seventeen masters of magic from both the northern and southern factions.

Seventeen of them clearly besieged Ning Chen and wanted to take Ning Chen's life, but in the end, they felt a sense of crisis in their hearts?

Also, when Ning Chen clenched his fist, why did the color of the world change?

But see the next moment.

Ning Chen punched out.

The purple energy came from the east and turned into a punch.

It was just a punch, and a total of seventeen magic masters from the northern and southern factions collapsed due to the power they exerted.

Not only that.

Even their magic weapons made a "clicking" sound, cracked, and then collapsed.

"How could this be?"

"how is this possible?"

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

However, that's not all. When the punch fell, the purple energy came from the east and swept past. A total of seventeen magic masters from the two factions of Nan and Bai, without exception, all vomited blood and flew out if they were hit hard.

Like a dumpling being dropped, it fell to the ground and he was seriously injured.

"Just one punch, defeating all the opponents?"

At this moment, everyone in Xuanmen was dumbfounded. There was a storm in their hearts. They stared at the figure standing with hands behind their hands in disbelief. They felt a little absurd and unreal.