Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 462: The woman who killed God

Behind Nie Yan stood four young men in armor.

They are all his sons.

Different from Nie Fuguang who died at the hands of Lin Beichen.

These four sons are all martial arts masters with both civil and military skills.

He is also the four most trusted generals.

"Father, the test of the gods is not over yet, are you so optimistic about Lianshan and the others?"

The fourth son couldn't bear the doubt in his heart and asked.

Shooting directly at the Third Junior College is the performance of completely falling to the Wei Mingchen Department.

Nie Yan looked back at the fourth son.

The emerald green stone gall in his hand turned silently, and he said indifferently: "The great master Lianshan, who is proficient in sixty-eight formations, has the magic of heaven and earth. He is known as the first master of Qiancao province. I have already entered the realm of recitation, hehehe..."

Speaking of this, Nie Yan smiled in an unclear manner.

He continued: "Behind Mr. Lianshan, there is the Wei family of Qiancaoxing Province. It is said that he will be the second prime minister, but in my opinion, his ambition is not just to be the prime minister..."

"Qiancao Wei's lineage is now like a raging fire cooking oil, thriving day by day, with talent, family status, and wealth..."

"This kind of power has a bright future, and it is indeed attracted by countless sects, strong cultivators, unambitious, ambitious, and those lingering remnants of the previous dynasty."

"But these people are in a hurry..."

"Some of them don't know, some don't know, there is a woman named Qin Lian in Yunmeng Temple."

"Hehe, back then, this woman was the one who truly killed God."

"All that Wei Shi possesses may not be able to stop this woman's sword."

Nie Yan said this, turned around, stood in front of the window, and looked at the campus gate in the distance.

There was another fight there.

A few unbelieving teachers rushed out with the students, wanting to reason, as if they wanted to rescue the bound people.

As a result, he was beaten to the point of bleeding by a master in the army, his bones were broken, and he roared and cursed something, and then he was directly smashed into half of his face, knocked out his teeth, and tied him up!

"Father, since Qin Lian is so terrifying, why did we choose to stand in line so early? What if Wei loses in this attack on the palace?"

The fourth son asked again.

Among the four accompanying sons, only the fourth son often asks questions. Sometimes even if he is scolded and punished for asking too many questions, it is still difficult for him to change his bad habits.

"Because behind Weishi, standing

A god. "

The emerald stone gall that was sliding in Nie Yan's right hand stopped, saying every word.

A look of surprise appeared on the fourth son's face.

All of a sudden, he heard the meaning beyond his father's words.

But he still thought about it seriously, and said: "But didn't Qin Lian have slaughtered God before?"

After saying this, he was ready to be beaten.

Every time my father gets annoyed by being asked, he will be beaten up straight away.

But what surprised him was that this time, his father didn't make a move.

Instead, he said indifferently: "To be precise, he once slaughtered a god."

The implication is that it does not mean that it has the power to kill gods now.

The fourth son frowned, and continued to raise the bar: "I have slaughtered a **** before, which means that I have uncertainty. I, Nie, are one of the great lords of the empire. I have a strong army. Why take risks so early and gamble on that chance? ? Why not wait until..."

Crack!

Nie Yan turned around, grabbed his son and beat him.

"Let you ask, let you keep asking, why do you have so many questions..."

"Ouch, Dad, stop, I know I was wrong, I was wrong..."

There are two father and son, and there is no one in the moment.

The other three sons next to him acted as if they hadn't seen it, and their eyes wandered away.

After a while, the fourth son was beaten black and blue.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"I know I was wrong...but, Dad, you haven't answered my question yet?"

I made a mistake, but I don't change it, I still make it.

If Lin Beichen was here and saw this scene, he would definitely give this guy who can be called the skin of the skin a thumbs up and give him a thumbs up.

And Nie Yan did not make another move.

The mighty Lord of Xinjin turned the emerald stone gall in his hand again, and said: "Remember, giving charcoal in the snow is far easier to impress people than icing on the cake. Standing in line before the victory is decided is called Conglong. Standing in line after the outcome is known is called surrender."

The fourth son muttered: "I always feel that you have something to say, Daddy."

Nie Yan smiled and said, "From today, you have a name."

"Huh?"

The fourth son was taken aback.

The other three sons, who were originally very calm, also showed extreme shock on their faces.

The Nie family has such a strange rule.

It has been around for hundreds of years.

The heirs born under the family, if they are dude children, will be given names by their mothers.

Although these dandies can enjoy the protection of the Nie family and enjoy certain power and status, they cannot be included in the genealogy, and they can only be regarded as entering the side tomb after death, which is regarded as being abandoned early.

Nie Fuguang, who died at the hands of Lin Beichen, is such a person.

As for the truly worthy offspring, there is no name, only the order of elder and younger, and only with the approval of the Patriarch, will they be given names.

In the contemporary Nie family, the head of the family is in this generation, and the fourth son is the second person to be named.

Hearing his father's words, the fourth son was stunned.

This counts as a meal, can you give me a sweet date?

This is more than just sweet dates.

It's a sugar mountain.

"From now on, your name will be Nie Moyan."

Nie Yan didn't turn his head back, and spoke calmly.

The eyes of the other three sons showed envy.

None of them have their own names yet.

This name...

A row of black lines silently hung down on the fourth son's forehead.

"Yes, thank you father for giving me the name."

Nie Moyan quickly knelt down to thank him.

At this time, there was another noise outside the window.

"Huh? Come and see."

Nie Yan said in surprise.

The four sons walked over together and looked towards the door of the third junior college.

It turned out that it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, who came from outside with three middle-aged men who looked like they were from the Third Academy, and they started arguing with Xinjinwei's army at the school gate.

With just a few words, a conflict broke out directly.

This time, it was the army that suffered.

The strength of the three middle-aged men was beyond imagination, and there was no single enemy, so they rescued the bound teachers and students.

Especially a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face was full of anger, his shots were like thunder, his fists were hard to hold the weapon, and he didn't know how many weapons he smashed in a flash.

Even Liu Sanyuan, the battalion-level general who led the army, a top martial artist, was punched by this man and his swords were shattered, flying more than ten meters away, covered in blood, unable to stand up...

"What a dare, are these untouchables from the Third Junior College going against each other?"

The sixth son was shocked and angry.

"Father, let me deal with these untouchables."

The seventh son took the initiative to ask for his life.

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