"No, you stay away, I can handle it by myself!" Nalanhong said coldly.

"Hmph! A dog bites Lu Dongbin but he doesn't know a good heart! Okay, I'll see how you, Mr. Nalan, can say this for me!" Nan Haiyue understood Nalan Hong's character. As soon as he said it, he must have been shocked.

Countless.

Nalanhong held the middle part of the golden coiled dragon stick with both hands, and pulled it hard to the left and right. He didn't know what switch he pressed, and split the long stick into two. He took a short stick in each hand, and then

Smiling slightly, the pair of charming fox eyes closed, and stood quietly motionless. "Brother Rich, please give me some advice."

Fu Qichao twitched his lips. "Arrogant boy, suffer death!"

As he spoke, he took off the wine gourd at his waist and took a sip of wine. Then, with a breath, billowing flames spurted out from his mouth. Nalanhong tilted his body and rubbed his feet to avoid the flames. He waved the short stick with both hands and went straight to Fu Qi.

Go beyond the head.

Fu Qichao repeated his old trick, lowered his head and put on the strange mask from before, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air. The mask fell to the same place, just like the strange one before. But Nalanhong didn't listen at all when he got closer, and

He took another step forward, jumped up, and slammed the two sticks into the open space.

Everyone saw that a figure turned around from the darkness and ran out. This person was Fu Qichao. It turned out that Fu Qichao's trick was just a deception with his mask. In fact, his body had disappeared into the darkness and deceived him.

Everyone's eyes were open, but Nalanhong closed his eyes and didn't care where he was. He could tell where he was hiding just by hearing his voice.

Fu Qichao dodged away. Seeing that Nalan Hong had seen through this deception, he took out his last weapon from his waistband. They were two sharp daggers with extremely sharp edges. He couldn't help but strike at Nalan Hong from left to right.

Hong's chain knife came and chopped.

Nan Haiyue watched from the side very clearly. Not only was this uncle good at magic, but he also had some skills in swordsmanship. Every move seemed to have been taught by an expert, but when it came to real swords and spears, hand-to-hand combat

, it is still much inferior to Nalan Honglai.

Nalanhong glanced at it from the corner of his fox eyes, and he immediately burst into laughter. You old boy, playing with knives and guns with Nalanhong is tantamount to asking for death. He saw that Nalanhong didn't even want to hide from these two people.

The attack of the dagger was carried head-on with a short stick. Every time the knife was struck, a string of sparks appeared on the stick. Not only did it not hurt Nalan Hong, it actually sharpened the blade of Fu Qichao's dagger.

Bladed.

"Hmph...Brother Rich, it's my turn!" After saying that, Nalanhong's two short sticks struck him from left to right like a gust of wind.

The uncle didn't take Nalanhong's external skills seriously at first. Seeing that Nalanhong resisted several of his attacks, he didn't want to lose face and actually imagined using his two mortal objects to resist the golden coiled dragon stick.

Only two crisp sounds were heard, and two small golden dragon-coiled sticks hit the dagger, and the dagger was shattered. This was not over yet, the fragments of the dagger could not dissolve the golden dragon-coiled stick at all.

Fu Qichao's hands were crushed and fractured by the earthquake. He screamed in pain and rolled on the spot with his hands under his crotch.
Chapter completed!