Chapter 237 The Magic Knife in Hand
Everyone was stunned.
Nangong was hopeless. It was a well-known waste material in the martial arts, and it was a once-in-a-hundred-year-old body with a hundred leaks. However, he suddenly used the thunder method, and instantly defeated Nangong Wentian, who was holding a magic weapon.
This……
Some guests have ellipses on their heads, and some guests have exclamation marks on their heads, but most of them have question marks on their heads. ? ? ?
What the hell is this?
Zhuo Bufan and the others returned to the arena again at this time, because they found that Nangong Wentian threw the fragments of the magic soldier to protect himself, which was an illusion, just to buy time to kill Nangong hopeless.
But unexpectedly, Nangong Ruoxue came out to block the sword for Nangong Wuwang, and then Nangong Wuwang suddenly broke out and knocked Nangong Wentian to the ground.
Zhuo Bufan took a deep look at Ye Qing, as if he had figured it out, and sighed: "Nangong is hopeless, everyone thinks you are a waste, a dude. But they didn't expect that you are a true peerless genius. , at a young age, he cultivated to the realm of the first grade of the earth level, given time, will it be worth it?"
"But you kept a low profile and hid everyone from the past. Even your own father, Nangong Wentian, didn't know that you actually had a world inside you. Now you don't say anything, you're a blockbuster! It really is a splendid embellishment in your belly, and you have a big chest. The danger of mountains and rivers! Great, great, good martial arts, good scheming, good means!"
"It's really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but your mediocre first-grade cultivation is useless even if you train the Vientiane Divine Fist to a level where no one has ever come before, and no one will come later!"
"Today, the Shenbing Villa will inevitably be razed to the ground by the Justice Villa, and your Shenbing Villa will be left behind!"
"Without him, just because I, Frost Sword Saint, want to maintain the justice of the martial arts!"
Zhuo Bufan took out the "Ice Soul Cold Light Sword" and used his unique infuriating "Cold Qi Yubing Jue". In the light of the sword, the slightest chill was like cold rain, attacking everyone's skin.
Everyone was convinced by Zhuo Bufan's explanation, which was also the most reasonable explanation. If he wanted to come to this place, Nangong Hopeless was just keeping a low profile and secretly accumulating strength. He really had a lot of scheming and talent.
It's a pity that he was implicated by his father, Nangong Wentian, and he was about to be killed by Justice Villa before he grew up.
In this era, what is important is that one prosper and one loses all, that one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven. No matter what contradictions there may be within your family, the enemy has no claim that the family cannot be harmed. Since Nangong Wentian is to be dealt with, Nangong Wuwang must not be left behind!
Weeds and roots must be slashed and slaughtered, which is the true nature of the Way of Eliminating Demons!
"Really? I want to raze the Shenbing Villa to the ground, and make the Shenbing Villa go up and down?" Ye Qing smiled lightly, "It's just you? But before I take care of you, I will send this old thief off. !"
Having said that, Ye Qing turned on the enhancement function of the main temple fragment, and directly added 10,000 infuriating points to the infuriating value!
The purple-green talisman in Ye Qing's dantian suddenly burst, and the blood-drinking magic knife in Nangong Wentian's hand burst into a red light that enveloped the room. Under Ye Qing's crazy infuriating input, the blood-drinking magic knife was completely consummated, and its power was even greater than before!
"Come on the knife!" Ye Qing stretched out his hand, and the quasi-sage's thoughts invaded the blood-drinking sword, directly causing the living body in the blood-drinking sword to completely surrender and obey Ye Qing's orders.
I saw the Blood Drinking Devil Saber break free from Nangong Wentian's hand, turned into a red light, and fell into Ye Qing's hand.
The magic knife changed hands!
"This...it's impossible!" Nangong Wentian murmured, with a look of disbelief and unacceptability, "No, this old man's 18 years of hard work, wicked son, wicked son, and the old man's knife!"
As Nangong Wentian said, he unleashed his Vientiane Divine Fist and rose into the air, attacking Ye Qing.
"Looking for death!" Ye Qing's blood-drinking magic knife suddenly changed and became more powerful. And with the power of the magic soldier, Ye Qing can also increase his strength unscrupulously, without worrying about whether his body can bear it or not.
Immediately, Ye Qing waved his knife and slashed at Nangong Wentian.
"Be merciful, no matter what, he is your own..." Nangong Ruoxue exclaimed.
But before she could finish her sentence, Nangong Wentian had already been split in half by Ye Qing's knife. All the blood was swallowed up by the Blood Drinking Devil's Blade, turned into dry skin and fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry, madam, you are late, I have already killed the old thief." Ye Qing scratched his head, holding the blood-drinking sword, "But this old thief has done a lot of bad things, so I can be considered a righteous extermination!"
"Alas!" Nangong Ruoxue could only sigh, everything that happened today hit her hard. She is so confused now that she doesn't know what to say or do.
She didn't regret Nangong Wentian's death, because according to what Nangong Wentian had done, it was really not a pity to die, and there was more to die for. It's a pity that Ye Qing killed him. Whether it was righteous or not, the reputation of killing his father fell on Ye Qing's head, and Ye Qing would be cast aside by everyone in the future.
In this era, filial piety is the first priority. If you are not filial, no matter how many good deeds you do, you will be ashamed of the public.
Killing a father is the greatest disobedience!
However, Ye Qing was careless and didn't care. Killing Nangong Wentian didn't feel any burden in his heart.
He wouldn't treat Nangong Wentian as his father, and Nangong Wentian as his grandson, he thought the grandson was not qualified enough!
At this time, under the banner of righteous extermination, he slashed Nangong Wentian with one sword, Ye Qing was refreshed, and immediately carried the magic knife, looked at all directions, and said to Zhuo Bufan, "You are very powerful, aren't you?"
Zhuo Bufan saw that the second-rank Nangong Wentian was beheaded by Ye Qing with a knife. In addition to being horrified, he was also enthusiastic about the power of this demon soldier.
Zhuo Bufan greedily looked at the blood-drinking sword in Ye Qing's hand, and said, "Nangong is useless. Since you are righteous and kill your relatives, our Justice Villa will be generous and spare you from dying. Now you give up your martial arts and hand over the blood-drinking sword. From now on, I will be a farmer who ploughs the fields, and I can live with my life regardless of the world."
Zhuo Bufan's attitude is condescending, like a charity. Indeed, in Zhuo Bufan's view, he is a heaven-level martial artist. Although he is only third-rank, there is a difference between the lines and the world. In his martial arts alone, he is actually crushing Ye Qing, a first-rank earth-level martial artist.
Although Ye Qing has the blood-drinking magic sword, he also has the Ice Soul Cold Lightsaber, the Ice Soul Cold Lightsaber, which ranks ninth among the top ten magic soldiers, and is even higher than the tenth magic soldier's blood-drinking magic sword.
If Ye Qing did it with himself, he would definitely die.
After he was able to allow Ye Qing to hand over the demon soldiers, he would abandon his martial arts and become a farmer. It was already a kind of extravagance for his sake of killing his relatives. If Ye Qing doesn't know how to lift up, then don't blame him, the Frost Sword Saint Zhuo Bufan is ruthless.
"Are you kidding?" Ye Qing heard Zhuo Bufan's words as if he heard a joke: The natives of this world are really arrogant!