Urban divine farmer medical immortal

In an instant, Sunan was already in front of the crowd. When he saw the sword hole on Zhang Bancheng's shoulder, his eyes were cold, and a huge murderous spirit suddenly overflowed from his whole body.

"How dare you bully me."

He never thought that he hadn't come out for two months. The people in Xianmen were so overbearing in the martial arts circle of China that they even wanted to destroy the military's nuclear base.

"Master, master is back."

"Master, please avenge for some of your predecessors."

"Master Su, Baji sect, Tianying sect... Have all been destroyed by Xianmen. Please make decisions for us and avenge our dead comrades in martial arts and Taoism."

There are not only disciples of Shennong sect, but also other people who have been arrested. When they see Sunan coming, they immediately ask Sunan to make decisions for them.

"Are you Sunan?"

When Jiantong saw Sunan, he didn't care at all. He looked down and said, "I thought you were hiding somewhere and didn't dare to show up. I didn't expect that you would dare to come to the door, which would save us some time to look for."

"Who are you?" Sunan looked at each other.

The sword boy held his head high and said haughtily, "listen to me, I'm the sword boy of qianhuo sword king in sword palace. Don't you come and kneel down to see me?"

"Can you afford to let me kneel down?"

In the eyes of Sunan, the opportunity of killing flashed by.

However, the sword boy did not see it at all. He still laughed: "can't stand it? I'm a member of Xianmen. I've been a little higher than you aborigines since I was born. I'll let you kneel down. That's how I look up to you! "

"The people in the immortal gate are superior?"

Sunan disdained the way: "not as it."

Then he shook his hand and saw that he Feilong and his disciples were brought up by him behind him. They seemed to have been pulled out of their bones and collapsed on the ground like mud.

"They are also people of your immortal sect. In my opinion, they are not the same?"

"Jiantong, report to qianhuo Jianjun. He is not easy to be provoked. Let him make the decision for us." He Feilong yells, but his voice hasn't stopped. Sunan points out to him, and his blood bursts out and he falls to the ground.

"You... Are so bold!"

Jiantong's face is very ugly. He has recognized that the man is a disciple of danxiazong. Sunan killed the people in Xianmen in front of him, obviously beating him in the face.

"Su, even if you kneel down and kowtow for mercy today, you will die." The sword boy tore his sharp voice, like the scream of a eunuch.

Sunan narrowed his eyes and slapped in the air.

"Presumptuous, you are nothing."

This slap on the head of the sword boy's head, huge power directly pulled him out, hit the post behind, eyes full of consternation.

"How dare you hit me?"

Sunan negative hand, cold looking at him: "more mouth, I kill you."

"You, you are so brave. Sunan, you are dead. Jianjun won't let you go. You have to die..." Jiantong eunuch Shang Ying rings again.

"It seems that I've taken my words for granted."

Sunan suddenly stares. His mental strength turns into a sharp sword. He directly kills the other person in the middle of his brow. Suddenly, the sword boy's eyes are wide open. He looks at Sunan in disbelief. Seven orifices bleed to death.

"You dare to be reckless in my territory and seek death." Sunan kicked him away like a dead dog.

The people next to him were completely stupid. Although he knew that southern Jiangsu was a tyrant, no one thought that he was so reckless that he killed two people in Xianmen as soon as he met.

"Who dares to kill me?"

Just at this time, inside the inner hall of Shennong sect, there was a sudden roar, followed by a sword burst into the sky, and directly broke the roof.

"Dry fire sword king!"

He Feilong's female disciples were surprised, and then said, "Sunan, you killed my master and elder martial brother, and you bravely killed the sword boy of qianhuo sword king. You're dead!"

Sunan talks with her lazily and looks at the people coming out of her.

"Sunan, you dare to kill my sword boy!"

You don't need to introduce it. The Lord of dry fire sword has already recognized the identity of the person.

Sunan lightly waved his hand and said with indifference: "your dog is full of feces. It's insulting to your identity. I'll clean it up for you. You're welcome!"

"You want to die!"

Qianhuo sword is very angry. Even if his sword boy is domineering, it's his man. Now he's killed in front of himself. How can he get a foothold in the sword palace.

It's a great shame that even an aborigine dares to kill people in the immortal sect.

Sunan squinted at each other, some strange way: "so arrogant, do not know the people still think you land immortal, even the land immortal did not reach, who gives you the courage to shout in front of this seat?"

Sunan looks disappointed. He thinks that the other party is a land God. He has never met the land God. He was very happy, but he didn't expect that the other party was just born later.

Dry fire sword, your mind is full of anger. This guy is a land immortal. He really thinks that the land immortal is the cabbage on the street. It can be seen everywhere. Even in Xianmen, the land immortal is a giant.

There is no need for the land gods to deal with a backward secular world.

"Sunan, do you know the consequence of provoking benjianjun?" Dry fire sword King forced his anger down. I didn't expect that a native would dare to talk to him like this.

In the eyes of Sunan, the cold awn almost spurted out, showing a strong sense of killing.

"Do you know the end of provoking our sect leader?"

Su Nan asked.

A lot of people beside him were completely stupid, especially the people in the immortal gate who were accompanying him. They were staring at Sunan strangely.

"Is this aborigine crazy to talk to Jianjun like this?"

"I don't think it's just crazy. He wants to stir up Jianjun's anger and make him suffer."

"It's reasonable to say that an aborigine has already been invincible in the world since he was born. But I don't know that in our fairy gate, birth is just like a bull's hair."

"Qianhuo Jianjun is the direct disciple of the sword palace, ranking second. He is also the most promising master of the sword palace generation to step into the land immortals. Even in the immortal gate, he is also a top-notch Tianjiao. It is worthy of death that he dares to provoke qianhuo Jianjun's anger by looking at the sky in the south of Jiangsu Province."

These people in the immortal Gate stand high one by one, overlooking the south of Jiangsu. Their indifferent eyes are like looking at a corpse, which makes people disgusted.

Qianhuo sword King's face was as dark as lead, and his voice was like the cold wind from Siberia: "Sunan, for the sake of your meddling and taking revenge for my younger martial brother, I'll give you a choice. How do you want to die?"

Sunan was very angry in his heart. Now that he knew that he had avenged his younger martial brother, he even attacked the Shennong sect. He really knew right from wrong. It was extremely hateful.

Sunan indifferent way: "I choose... You die!"