Chapter 570: Kill all

"I thought that I was young and ignorant, so I could use a few lies to lie to me? Oh, or lie more, do you think it is true?"
The white-bearded old man, known as the phoenix elder, slammed his face, and stepped back under his feet. He trembled: "You... you are nonsense, what enemy? You... don't make excuses for your ungratefulness!

Nangong煜 looked at him coldly, as if he was watching a clown. "I originally wanted to let you live for a while, but you shouldn't do it, you shouldn't provoke the person I care the most."
"Since you are looking for death yourself, don't blame me for the new hatred with you!!"
The elders of the phoenix were stared at the horror of the South Palace, and they screamed: "You... Nangong, can you know the consequences of doing this today? You dare to kill so many disciples of the glazed glazed, The Feng family will never let you go!"
Nangong 煜 slightly raised his eyebrows, handsome face in the sunset reflected the extraordinarily beautiful charm, it is a face that can reverse the sentient beings, but now it falls in the eyes of the glazed disciples but only feels more terrible than the demon.
"Fengjia will not let me go?" Nangong sneaked into a leisurely manner, "That, kill all of you, don't let the Feng family know that it is not good? I will kill the Feng family in the future." You are reunited in the local government, and when you come to your phoenix family, you are not too late!"
The mountain where the glazed glazed is located has long been banned by the unstained cloth, and no sound or information can be transmitted.
The Nangong Temple sneaked into the glazed sect, and it was the Warcraft Forest that was killed by others. So as long as the people of the glazed sect were killed, it was impossible for anyone to know that it was the Nangong annihilation of the glazed ancestor.
"You - you - Nangong, you are deceiving too much!!" Feng Elder's angry face muscles and beard trembled, then roared, "You really think that you can kill it by your Nangong." I am a glass sect, don't dream!"
"Our glazed sect is one of the four major sects. If you are a genius in Nangong, you will only be talented, but only in the middle of the Yuan Ying, I will not believe that we all join hands, but they are all you!"
The voice just fell, the phoenix elders all over the sky, and instantly separated from the scope of the glass glazed guardian mountain array.
At the same time, he followed him and there were three old men who were also in the early days of Yuan Ying.
The three men surrounded the Nangong Temple and were surrounded by spiritual powers.
Just when the three people had to start, suddenly a loud voice came from afar. "The master, the nine-turned Xuanzhen broke!"
When I haven't finished talking, I saw the brilliance of the mask that had been shining around the entire Zongmen, and then disappeared without a trace.
Nangong's mouth twitched a cold, bloodthirsty smile, slender white, and the symmetrical bones slowly lifted.
Then, leisurely, as if carelessly waved: "kill -!"
It’s just a short word, but it’s shaking in the mountains and changing colors.
Numerous warriors wearing black mysterious scorpions came out from all directions, with a murderous suffocation, and rushed over to the panicked glazed disciples.
The faces of the glazed disciples were full of horror and fear. They held the magic weapon's hand and trembled. The formation of the tactics was seven and eight, and the eyes were full of incredulity.