You Became A Killing God At The Beginning, Why Did Your Majesty Rebel?

The enemy was killed.

One hundred and eighty officers and soldiers, including the leader, the Supreme Saint, were all killed at this moment!

The old man who had just stood up and stopped vomiting, saw the scene of the Supreme Saint being killed, his body trembled involuntarily, and his legs trembled violently.

Suddenly, a fishy smell came from between his legs.

The old man knelt on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, tears welled up in his eyes: “Uncle, please spare my life.”

“It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault, I’m blind.”

“I have a family with old and young people at home, my grandson is only three years old, please, please be magnanimous and just treat me as a fart.”

The old man begged for mercy miserably.

Ning Fan jumped off the back of the Snow Lion, walked to the side of the old man, lowered his head and looked down at the old man, his eyes still without any fluctuations, only indifference.

“There must be something hateful about pitiful people, this sentence is absolutely correct.”

Ning Fan spoke slowly.

Swish!

When the voice fell, a ray of cold light suddenly appeared, like thunder, and fell fiercely along the old man’s chest, with a flash, bringing a cluster of blood mist.

The old man’s body fell to the ground powerlessly.

Ning Fan turned around and jumped onto the back of the Snowland Mad Lion, then patted the guy’s head, and left quickly with the Great Snow Dragon Riders and the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, disappearing into the vast night.

The old man must die!

Ning Fan claimed that he was not a good person, even though the old man had pointed him in the direction of the Chamber of Commerce and allowed him to successfully buy the map of Zhongzhou.

However, the old man’s subsequent actions were aimed at Ning Fan’s life!

If Ning Fan’s cultivation was not enough, if the cavalry under his command were not even divine, then the old man’s actions would be a disaster for Ning Fan.

Death is not a pity!

When Ning Fan and others left for an hour, an elite cavalry quickly came from a distance, and the leader found the body on the ground.

“General, there is a situation here!”

A soldier quickly walked to the back and spoke respectfully to a carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted, and the person sitting inside was Jiang Shanhe, one of the Ten Dragon Generals of the Divine Court!

“Check!”

Jiang Shanhe looked indifferent, and didn’t even look at the 180 dead people. For him, let alone 180, even if there were 80,000 or 10,000 dead or injured, it wouldn’t cause any waves.

That night, Ning Fan and others had been on the road, rushing all night, and arrived at the foot of Yanmen Mountain marked on the map before dawn.

However, after arriving, Ning Fan did not go up the mountain directly, but waited until the morning, and then he walked up alone along the wide mountain road under his feet.

When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Ning Fan was stopped by a disciple of Tianyuan Sect.

Ning Fan directly took out the jade ruyi that Yue Fuyao gave him, and after reporting his purpose, he waited on the halfway point of the mountain.

After a while, a disciple quickly walked down the mountain and led Ning Fan to the mountain.

There is a different world on the top of the mountain.

The entire mountaintop seemed to be flattened by a sword, and palaces stood on the top of the mountain.

Under the sunlight, the glazed tiles on the palace reflected divine light, which looked very sacred, revealing extraordinary and fearful.

Ning Fan was led to a house in the back mountain before he stopped.

“Elder Yue is waiting inside, you go in.”

The disciple said respectfully, then turned and left.

In the house, there were towering purple bamboos, full of vitality. Although the yard was not big, it was quiet and unique.

In a corner of the yard, a man was waving a hoe to dig the ground, occasionally wiping the sweat on his forehead, looking no different from an ordinary farmer.

“I am Ning Fan, and I meet you, senior.”

Ning Fan walked forward and bowed.

The man turned his head and looked at Ning Fan, grinning: “Wait a minute, let me turn the land, otherwise it will delay the planting of vegetables.”

After that, he ignored Ning Fan and started turning the land with a hoe.

After waiting for a whole incense stick of time, the man turned the not-so-big plot of land thoroughly.

Looking at the results in front of him, the man nodded with satisfaction, wiped the sweat from his forehead without any gesture, and then walked towards Ning Fan.

“Hey, why don’t you sit down.”

The man came to Ning Fan and was stunned, and hurriedly smiled.

Beside Ning Fan was a stone table and several stone benches. At the man’s invitation, Ning Fan naturally sat down without hesitation.

Man

He poured a bowl of water for Ning Fan and pushed it in front of Ning Fan: “I received Yue Fuyao’s letter, saying that you have done a great favor to Daliang!”

“It was also said that you did not come to Zhongzhou voluntarily, but because you caused some troubles, you had to come.”

“So, tell me what happened. If I can solve it, I will help you solve it. If I can’t solve it, please forgive me.”

The man said two things and didn’t say anything final.

If it was before, Ning Fan would not say so much, he would only ask the man to introduce himself to the general situation of Zhongzhou, and he would be mentally prepared.

But now, it’s different.

The Tianyuan Sect where the man is also has a grudge against the Lord of Shenting Mansion. What is the enemy of the enemy? That is a friend, a staunch ally!

So, Ning Fan naturally told the man the whole story.

When Ning Fan finished speaking, the man’s face had already changed. He stared in disbelief: “You said you killed Li Xiansheng and the 5,000 heavy armored soldiers of the Shenting Mansion?”

“Hiss!!!”

“Boy, are you kidding?”

Ning Fan was immediately happy: “Senior, no one would joke about this kind of thing, right?”

“Okay, okay, okay!”

“As expected of you from the land of the three great dynasties, you have guts!”

“Those bastards should be killed. Killing 5,000 is too few. Killing 50,000 or 500,000 will make the bastards of the Shenting Mansion collapse!”

The man gritted his teeth and cheered repeatedly.

Obviously, there was a conflict between him and the Shenting Mansion.

“I personally, no, even from the perspective of Tianyuanmen, agree with what you did.”

“But… I’m sorry, I can’t help you!”

The man took a deep breath, with a strong unwillingness in his eyes.

“Let me introduce myself, Yue Qiankun, I was once a prince of the Daliang royal family, and now I am the outer sect elder of the Tianyuan Sect, and I have reached the half-step Dao Palace realm!”

Yue Qiankun paused and continued.

“If it is anything else, I will help you mediate, or even solve the problem for you, but it involves the Shenting Mansion… I’m sorry.”

“I represent the entire Tianyuan Sect, so once I take action, it will inevitably cause a conflict between the sect and the Shenting Mansion.”

“I hope you can understand.”

“But other than that, if you need anything, just speak up!”

Yue Qiankun vowed.