Chapter 1140: Things inferior to pigs and dogs

The first 140 chapters are not as good as pigs and dogs

"Sikong Yu!"

Xiao Fan's eyes trembled slightly, and he was standing on the top of a mountain peak outside the Huo Emperor's Capital. He stood with his hands holding his hands on his back, looking down at the distant Huo Emperor's Capital.

The last time he fought with Sikong Yu, if it hadn't been for Tu Tianshang, Xiao Fan would have died.

Even if he had now awakened the blood of Shenlong again, Xiao Fan knew that he was far from Si Kongyu's opponent. The gap between the three small realms in the early stage of the battle sage and the peak of the battle sage was not something ordinary people could surpass.

Even if the Asura bloodline allows him to fight across a small realm, the Shenlong bloodline can also allow him to fight across a small realm, which is still only equivalent to the late stage of the battle.

And the farther to the back, the bigger the gap. Although Shura's divine power can give him the upper hand in fighting with the same-level cultivators, it is not enough for him to cross the gap between the late stage of the battle sacred stage and the peak.

Of course, Xiao Fan did not lose to Si Kongyu, and that was his speed and soul. You must know that Xiao Fan's soul strength now is equivalent to the peak of the battle sage.

"Uncle Master, Zi Wuming is there too!" Bei Chenfeng suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted.

Looking in the direction that Bei Chenfeng pointed, Xiao Fan saw an old man in a white robe, standing alone in the hall of an independent scarlet mask, staring at the bottom indifferently, muttering words in his mouth, as if he was talking to someone, but not Know what he is talking about.

"This old thing is indeed a mother with milk. Yan Luo Palace invited him before, but now the Temple of War has also invited him." Bei Chenfeng cursed.

Xiao Fan raised his brows slightly, and Zi Wuming's strength didn't see much of it, but his attainments in spirit patterns were generally formidable, as could be seen from the speed at which he broke through the realm of time and space.

Although Bei Lao is also a master of soul carver, Xiao Fan is not too sure now, after all, this Zi Wuming almost killed Bei Lao back then.

With the strength of Bei Lao, can ordinary people harm him?

Obviously not!

This can also reflect from the side that Zi Wuming is not simple. If they rush forward rashly now, they will be out of luck.

Xiao Fan's mind quickly turned, and he thought to himself: "Zhan Baiyang doesn't have any Zi Wuming in his memory. It seems that Si Kongyu did this in secret. Why did the teacher do nothing? It shouldn't be. "

Just as Xiao Fan was meditating, he was in the old bamboo garden in the north of the capital outside the Huo Emperor.

Bei Lao sat calmly in the courtyard, faintly high in the sky, with a calm expression on his face, but deep in his eyes, killing intent flickered.

Obviously, Bei Lao's calmness surpassed Xiao Fan's expectation, but Xi Lao sat opposite him, his brows raised slightly and his expression was very calm.

Around the bamboo garden, there are still countless monks, the Fire Emperor, the Sword Emperor, Nangong Yu, Ling Feng, Guan Xiaoqi, Nangong Xiaoxiao, etc., all gathered here.

Ling Feng, Guan Xiaoqi, and Fatty had been cured by Old Xi, and under the training of Old Bei during the past six months, the three had already broken through to the battle saint level.

Facing the attack from the Temple of War, the three of them once again prepared to die together.

Everywhere in Lihuo Emperor's capital, the soldiers of the Dali Emperor were also ready to fight.

Of course, not everyone is working together, and many people are showing fear and are flying towards the outside world.

"Beichen Tiannan, you really sit and live, I am your enemy, and your family is ruined, don't you want to kill me?"

"If you don't do it now, it will be too late if you want to do it. People in this city will be buried for you."

"I haven't seen it for hundreds of years. I thought you were dead. Aren't you the heir to the superior family? Don't you even have the courage to resist? It really makes me look down!"

"Zhuzha, I am not afraid to tell you that your son and daughter-in-law were also killed by me, but it was a pity that your grandson was killed. Thinking about it, I regretted it a little bit. I should have acted harder."

...A series of provocative voices echoed in the sky, these words were obviously from Zi Wuming, he looked at Bei Lao with a sneer, just wanting to make Bei Lao angry.

Although Bei Lao's face remained calm, his body was trembling violently, and he was on the verge of running away.

The others also looked at Zi Wuming angrily, the murderous intent appeared, but they did not take action, everyone's eyes were focused on Bei Lao, it seems that at this moment, Bei Lao has become the backbone of everyone.

"You really killed Yun Qing and his wife?" Bei Lao's voice was very hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot. The Yun Qing in his mouth was his only son, that is, Bei Chenfeng's father.

Lao Bei's full name is Beichen Tiannan, but few people in this world know his real name, and Drunkard is one.

Just as Xiao Fan guessed, Bei Lao is indeed a member of the ancient Beichen family, but has been living in seclusion away from the Huo Imperial Capital, so a word has been changed for Bei Chenfeng. It stands to reason that Bei Chenfeng’s real name should be Beichenfeng .

The death of Bei Chen Yunqing, the old son of Bei, had always been strange to him, and he had been investigating secretly all these years, but there was no clue.

Originally, Mr. Bei had given up revenge on his son, but he didn't expect to hear Zi Wuming say that he killed his son and the enemy is right in front of him. How could this make Mr. Bei not angry?

As the saying goes, the hatred of killing the father does not share the heavens, and the hatred of the children does not share the heavens?

Thinking of the death of his son Bei Chen Yunqing at that time, Mr. Bei was heartbroken. If he were killed directly, he would not be so angry. However, Bei Chen Yunqing was cut off by a knife and alive. It's painful.

Because of Bei Chen Yunqing's death, Bei Lao devoted all his care to his grandson Bei Chenfeng. No matter how big a mistake he made, Bei Lao couldn't bear to beat him deep in his heart.

"Could it be fake? I still remember his wailing look when he cut his flesh with a single knife." Zi Wuming laughed wildly, licking his scarlet lips with an evil smile.

boom!

When Bei Lao heard this, a terrible aura erupted from him, and the surrounding space shook abruptly. With him as the center, the aura of heaven and earth began to riot.

I can faintly see that dense cracks have appeared in the void. Obviously, this can be done by talents who understand the power of the world or possess the spirit of war.

His body was trembling violently, and he slapped the stone table next to him with a slap, and sternly said: "You bastard, Yun Qing is your nephew. You killed him? Tortured him to death!?"

Anyone who knows Bei Lao knows that Bei Lao has a good temper and is very kind. At least no one has seen him so angry.

Hearing this, the crowd all showed a look of consternation, looking at Bei Lao and Zi Wuming in surprise. Bei Lao's son is Zi Wuming's nephew, then Bei Lao and Zi Wuming are... brothers?

The clenched fists of the crowd creaked, this Zi Wuming is really not an ordinary kill, it should be a thousand swords, even his nephew, is this still a human?

"Something inferior to pigs and dogs!" Suddenly, an angry voice sounded, and Zhuyuan's light flashed, and a rickety figure came out from inside.