Born Almighty Warrior

In the main hall of Nanjia, there was a dead scene.

Nanling Tiangao, the owner of the family, sits on the front chair. Qingjing's hands are so violent that he wants to crush the armrest. Nanbatian is wrapped with bandages, but he can't hide his ferocious face.

The deacons are also gloomy and terrible.

Today, in Shicheng square, their southern family's face was really defeated. Not only the elder was seriously injured, but also a disciple died. All this came from a waste without spiritual pulse.

Moreover, this waste without spiritual pulse was once a gifted disciple of their southern family.

"Master, please give me nanluotian." A moment later, nanbatian first broke the silence and said to nanlingtian, "show nanluotian, I don't believe that little bastard dares to be arrogant."

"Elder Taishang, you should know that the little bastard is now a disciple of Xuezong and is appreciated by the Jinyi woman. If he threatens nanluotian and annoys the Jinyi woman, our whole Nanjia will be destroyed."

Nanlingtian slowly opens his mouth. Nanfeng's words and firm eyes are always echoing in his heart. Of course, what's more important is that nanlingtian is afraid of the woman in strong clothes.

"Tian'er has become a disciple of the congenital spirit. Are we afraid of her ugliness?" Nanbatian was ferocious. He thought of the woman in strong clothes, and his heart was endless.

"Elder Taishang, the woman in strong clothes, is absolutely excellent in chugu, even in chugu. She is no more than 22 years old. She is also the core disciple of Xuezong." Nanling heavenly way, "a core disciple, a registered disciple who is just a congenital spirit, who has a heavy weight in Xuezong, the supreme elder knows."

"The owner meant to let the little bastard go?" Nanbatian said fiercely.

"Of course not. I've secretly sent the news to Nanjie. They went into Xuezong to find a chance to kill that little bastard." Nanling day kill strong idea way, "and, there are days there, you think that little bastard will live well."

"What's more, for a waste without spiritual pulse, the five products of leather refining are the limit. The reason why the woman in strong clothes helped the little bastard was that she only liked the little bastard's perseverance now."

"But perseverance is not spirit, nor talent, nor strength!"

"Now that the master has made up his mind, I'll leave." Hear nanlingtian always refused to hand over nanluotian, nanbatian cold finish, indignant left.

Click! After nanbatian left, nanlingtian crushed his seat directly.

All of a sudden, the elders and deacons in the hall were scared and panicked.

"Remember, keep nanluotian in secret, but don't hurt his hair, and don't let nanbatian find his place." Terrible eyes flashed cold awn, south Ling day to these elders and Deacon light said.

On the back of the snow vulture, after two days of flying, Nanfeng and the recruited disciples came to the location of the snow sect.

It's a land of snow capped mountains. Huge palaces and simple houses are located on the snow capped mountains. On the front of the mountains, there are huge ice doors with the word "Xuezong" carved on them.

Two snow vultures landed on a small square on the mountainside.

"The sect stipulates that this group of disciples of Shicheng are registered in the name of our core disciples this time, so no elder will come to accept you as registered disciples." Down from the snow vulture, said the woman in strong clothes.

"Ha ha, QIANJIAO, two younger martial sisters of Wuyang, you are a little late this time!" Just as the words of the woman in strong clothes fell, a bright voice rang out, and then five snow vultures flew over here, and thirteen figures jumped down from above.

These 13 people, just from their temperament, can know that they are strong.

However, they have also guessed that these 13 people are the core disciples of Xuezong.

"I really don't understand how the patriarch asked us to take his disciples." Looking at Nanfeng's stupefied disciples, a young man said unhappily.

"Maybe it's exercise for us!" A woman said with a smile.

"Two younger martial sisters, since you brought them back, I'll choose Chu Xuan first." A shadow youth first came forward and said with a smile.

"Let's go first, second elder martial brother." The charming woman nodded slightly.

Later, Chu Xuan randomly selected four disciples who looked good, and then his eyes fell on Nanfeng, and then he was ready to choose Nanfeng.

But at this time, a disciple selected by Chu Xuan suddenly said to Chu Xuan, "master, his name is Nanfeng, and he has no spiritual pulse."

This disciple, known by Nanfeng, belongs to the Nanjia family. His name is Nanyun.

"Oh?! No pulse? " Hearing this, Chu Xuan doubted, and a flash came to Nanfeng's side, which soon confirmed Nanfeng's condition.

Later, Chu Xuan said to the coquettish woman and the strong dress woman, "two younger martial sisters, what's the matter? We Xuezong are not those small forces. Any cat and dog can come in."

Hearing this, the disciples from Nanjia all sneered. Of course, many of them also sneered.After all, even if Nanfeng's performance is amazing, in their eyes, it is always a waste without spiritual pulse, and it is difficult to become a great tool.

"It's the dog's eye that looks down on people again." Looking at Chu Xuan, Nan Feng said indignantly.

But he didn't show any emotion, because one day, he will return all the ridicule and satire of these people thousands of times.

"Elder martial brother chuxuan, he has a token from the supreme elder." Said the woman in strong clothes.

"Boy, if I were you, I would just turn around and leave here now. Don't think that I can get along with Xuezong by relying on a token from the supreme elder." Hearing the woman's words, Chu Xuan turned around and sneered at Nanfeng.

Then, after selecting another disciple, he left with them. When he left, he still had a deep disdain for Nanfeng.

Then, the other core disciples also selected the registered disciples one after another.

For Nanfeng, they have only two attitudes. One is to cast disdainful eyes, but they don't look at it at all.

In this world of martial arts, a person without spiritual pulse can only be an ordinary person. If he wants to pursue martial arts, it's not to seek death.

After the charming woman left with her last disciples, only Nanfeng and Jinyi were left in the square.

"My name is Wuyang. From today on, you are my registered disciple, but after three months, if you are not qualified to participate in the outdoor competition, you have to leave Xuezong." Wuyang to the south wind light way.

"Thank you, master!" Hear this words, south wind excited way.

"I hope you and I are not just the three months."

"Master, no!" The south wind is heavy.

"Come with me!"