Ultimate Immortal Killing System

Chapter 312
As a person questioned Bu Pingfan, before he died?
"Have you been resurrected from the dead? Are you here to kill yourself this time?"

They were all looking at Bu Pingfan, thinking he was bragging.

Bu Pingfan didn't react too much, and the breath in his whole body began to surge. He didn't want to play the piano to the cow like this anymore, and started talking with his fists.

"Bu Mou doesn't want to talk nonsense with you any more, will he hand it over to someone?"

He is arrogant, but he has the right to look down on these members of the Nangong family.

He saw that there were forty or fifty monks in the fusion stage here, but he believed that by forming the Immortal Killing System, Devouring Spirit Beast, Clone Clone, and Tyrannosaurus Thunder Beast, they could crush these 40 people without fearing them at all.

"Fellow Daoist, I believe you also know the current situation in the spirit world. Disputes are raging everywhere, mountains and land are being conquered, powerful families have already sects, and they are all looking at the twelve spirit mountains in the spirit world. As long as you can help our Nangong family build one Lingshan, then this Nangong Qianjing sent you to deal with it casually, and let the past go, you killed a team of our family's Su Lingtang and a patrol team of our family, how about exposing them all?"

Nangong Cangyue began to try to negotiate terms with Bu Ping Ping. He wanted to use a worthless member of the Nangong family in exchange for Bu Ping Ping's help.

Bu Pingfan glanced at Nangong Qianshan who advocated the war just now, then at Nangong Cangyue, and finally he focused on the person surrounded by the crowd in the middle.

This person is wearing a Liuyun cloak and has the aura of a superior, but he doesn't seem to have any initiative and doesn't talk much.

"What's going on in the spiritual world doesn't have much impact on Bu. Now Bu only needs an answer. Are you going to hand over Nangong Qianjing, or not?"

Bu Pingfan's eyes were like lightning, and he instantly scanned the expressions of all the members present to make a judgment, whether to kill or not?
He glanced around and saw only a few people who were furious, and most of the others remained silent, neither advocating killing nor wooing them. They seemed to be isolated from the world and didn't care about external affairs.

Bu Fanfan wrote down all these people, and the analysis chip showed that these belonged to the category of immortal cultivators who had no criminal evidence. They were just cultivators who devoted themselves to cultivating immortals. In deep practice.

"It turns out that in the spirit world, there are so many of this kind of immortal cultivators. This can be comforting. Unlike the human world, most of them are damned."

After scanning around for a while, Bu Pingfan began to make arrangements. After calculation, no more than ten people would actually participate in the battle.

After getting this result, Bu Pingfan didn't appear very arrogant, but calmed down, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

"Since fellow preachers don't know how to praise, then we can only fight." Nangong Canghai made an ultimatum. As the Patriarch, to put it bluntly, he has no real power, nor does he have the demeanor of being a Patriarch.

In a certain cave of the Nangong family, seeing Nangong Canghai advocating killing, a white-haired old man shook his head lightly, sighed, and said to himself:

"The Nangong family has completely fallen, and now even a small and perfect monk can be bullied to the head!"

In the Nangong family, in another cave, Nangong Qianjing's head was as big as a bucket. If something like this happened, he would have no face to stay.

"Let's go like this, okay? Wouldn't it be worse to die? There is no power to protect, it's okay now, let them go out and block it! It's best for both sides to be defeated, and I can reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Although his head was as big as a fight, but his ideas were very dirty and not kind, he actually wanted them to kill each other, and in the end both of them would suffer, so he could justifiably belong to the Nangong family.

In the sky, Bu Pingfan was not surprised to hear that Nangong Canghai advocated war. No one would be upset if a family has been bullied to this day.

He was the first to rush out, with golden light flashing on his body. With a clang, his body merged with the immortal-killing equipment, and his metal wings were flashing. His figure had already appeared next to Nangong Canghai.

"I'll take your knife first!"

clang... clang... clang
The equipment on Bu Pingfan's body has been fully integrated, and the bright light is shining. With a single punch, he only needs to take Nangong Canghai's life.

Dangdang!

He threw two punches at Nangong Canghai in a row, but they were all bounced back, diluting all his strength, and finally disappeared.

"Is this? His technique? Or does your body have a magic weapon that can dilute the attack force?"

Bu Pingfan was suspicious, and then jumped up, out of the range of their joint attack.

He looked from a distance and saw that Nangong Canghai just patted the Liuyun cloak on his body, and glanced at Bu Pingfan to show his disdain.

At this time, 50 people began to divide into two teams, and more than half of the members scattered far away, unwilling to participate.

"If that's the case, they are all those very ascetic cultivators. These people are destined to step into the real fairy world. There is no need to ruin their lives now."

Bu Pingfan didn't care about this group of people, his eyes were on Nangong Canghai, and the stubble-faced man who was somewhat similar to Nangong Qianjing.

"There is only the guy with the Liuyun cloak in the middle and late stages of the fusion, and the others are the early and middle stages of the fusion, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

After seeing the situation clearly, he began to call the Immortal Killing System in his mind, saying:
"Mr. System, hurry up and move out the spirit devouring beasts and clone clones together, and start a killing spree."

At this time, several members took the initiative to attack Bu Pingfan. They all held a bead in their hands, emitting colorful flames, like a volcano erupting, with flames billowing.

"Is it another group of attacking monks? You won't have to tie up Master Bu again this time, will you?"

Bu Pingfan saw five fit monks holding pillars approaching. He was praying in his heart and was tied up. In fact, it was nothing but restricting his freedom, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

When the five immortal cultivators with beads in their hands started to move, Nangong Canghai, Nangong Qianshan, Nangong Cangyue and others scattered back one after another, keeping a long distance from Bu Pingfan.

There were also more than 20 immortal cultivators who had not participated in the battle before, and this time they jumped up into the air and flew to higher places.

"It's really a bunch of waste. They lost the chain at the critical moment, and they don't know why the ancestors kept such waste."

Nangong Qianshan glanced at the people who were leaving, and there was resentment in his eyes.

No matter how much he complained, it was useless. This group of immortal cultivators left here directly.

Bu Pingfan also noticed this. He felt that this kind of battle was beneficial to him, so instead of staying away, he approached the five immortal cultivators holding beads.

"Whoever wants Master Bu to die, Master Bu will never keep him. Even if he dies, he will be buried with you."

He spit and splashed all over the mouth, and immediately approached five immortal cultivators holding beads, only to hear a buzzing sound.

Buzz!
(End of this chapter)