If that were the case, then this shame would have to follow him for the rest of his life. He couldn't bear this shame. After thinking about it, the swordsman in silver said without hesitation: "Of course I will tell you the origin of that woman's name."
"Haotian, don't do it!" Liu Qianwen Jian Nangong Haotian was about to come forward, so she hurriedly took his arm and advised him.
"Yes, young master, looking at Yin Shan bitch agreeing so happily, I'm afraid there is a conspiracy inside." Aunt Shan also advised from the side.
Wei Xiaoying looked at Nangong Haotian, her eyes were full of worry, but she said nothing.
Nangong Haotian shook Liu Qianwen's little hand, gave it a reassuring look, pretended to frown and pondered for a moment, then responded resolutely, twisted his wrist with his elbow, and put the remaining half of the Netherworld Dragon-Slaying Sword into the scabbard.
After all, this is also the "relic" of the Demon Dragon Slayer King. Maybe it can be left to him for great use. It is better to use it in the palace or something. There is no need to sterilize it. It can be directly infused with internal energy, and it may be cooked once it is cut.
It’s so clear, you can also drink wine and eat chicken directly, which is wonderful.
"Let's use the cloud-turning hand this time!" Nangong Haotian thought for a while and decided to use some special moves. Otherwise, looking at the appearance of the silver fir swordsman, it would not be an easy task to make him surrender. He would have to be ruthless.
Nangong Haotian raised his head and looked at the Silver Fir Swordsman. His eyes were indifferent, as if he was not an opponent, but a piece of soft clay that he kneaded at will.
Seeing that he was so despised by Nangong Haotian, Yinshan Swordsman couldn't help but feel furious. Although he was injured in the previous battle with Nangong Haotian and even his sword was broken, he was not much better. The Netherworld in his hand
The dragon-slaying sword was also broken. I really don’t know where this guy’s confidence comes from?
However, after thinking about it for a moment, the Yinshan Swordsman also sneered twice. Nangong Haotian must have been seriously injured before he showed such an expression, so that he would be furious and confused. At that time, it would be difficult to say whether he would win or lose.
Thinking of this, Yinshan Swordsman took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at Nangong Haotian with the same disdain, as if Nangong Haotian was no longer his opponent.
Nangong Haotian naturally felt the change in Yinshan Swordsman's momentum, and he couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart. He was indeed a powerful man who had been famous for a long time, and he was able to adjust his state so quickly in this situation, but it was only
That's it. In the face of absolute strength, everything is just a cloud.
If Nangong Haotian knew that the changes in the Silver Fir Swordsman were all due to a series of his previous schemes, he would not know whether he would laugh or cry. This is because the Silver Fir Swordsman's cleverness was misled by his cleverness.
"Please make a move!" The Yinshan Swordsman had absolute confidence, so at this moment he fully demonstrated his demeanor as a great hero and let Nangong Haotian make the move first.
"It's better for you to make the move first, otherwise if you lose, you will have to make excuses and say this and that, without telling me who that woman is!" Nangong Haotian said coldly, and handed half of the Netherworld Dragon-Slaying Sword to Liu Qianwen next to him.
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"Okay - good boy, since you said so, I won't be polite!" The Yinshan Swordsman, who had never been so despised before, was completely angered by Nangong Haotian, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he wanted to chop Nangong Haotian's power into his palms.
Down.
Nangong Haotian squinted at the silver fir swordsman who was attacking quickly, and coldly snorted in his heart: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities!"
Turning his hand over, the power of chaos that had restored four levels slowly poured into his palm. The already powerful body was once again strengthened by the continuous power of chaos. It was almost like gold and iron, and could split mountains and rocks.
"Boy, take your life!" Yinshan Swordsman shouted, and when he attacked Nangong Haotian, his gestures changed, and he waved his palms violently, transforming into countless palm shadows, overwhelming Nangong Haotian's head.
Although Nangong Haotian was confident, he did not dare to neglect. He remained silent, his eyes were like lightning, his expression was dancing wildly, his clothes automatically swished without wind, and at the same time, he slid sideways, grasped with his left hand, and passed through
Countless palm shadows were grabbing towards one of the inconspicuous palms.
When the Yinshan Swordsman saw that Nangong Haotian was so sophisticated, he immediately saw through the shadow of his palms in the sky, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, as an ominous sign appeared.
But he didn't have time to think about it anymore. He saw the palm shadows all over the sky disappearing in vain. The Silver Fir Swordsman saw off his guests like an old man. He escaped from Nangong Haotian's grasp. Then his steps slipped and he suddenly pushed towards Nangong Haotian's chest.
Nangong Haotian couldn't help but frown when he saw the Silver Fir Swordsman approaching fiercely. As expected, the ginger is still hot. The Silver Fir Swordsman has experienced hundreds of battles over the years since he became famous. He already has extremely rich experience, and he is actually able to skillfully dissolve it.
own attack.
After thinking about it, seeing that the attack was coming, Nangong Haotian twitched the corner of his mouth to create a dangerous angle, used Tai Chi to use his strength, circled his hands, and immediately directed the Yinshan Swordsman's attack to his side.
The silver fir swordsman couldn't help being shocked. He stomped his foot and took half a step back with the force of the pushback, escaping from Nangong Haotian's attack range. At the same time, he kicked with the other foot and hit Nangong Haotian with a sound of breaking through the air.
If his anklet was hit, he would probably lose his fighting ability on the spot.
"Little trick!" Nangong Haotian snorted coldly. The power of chaos poured out from the divine source crystal continuously. After passing through the limbs and bones, it instantly poured into the ankles. At the same time, the cloud-turning hand that had been brewing for a long time also pushed forward.
It hit his chest, and he actually had to resist the Yinshan Swordsman's attack and fight for his life.
One old and one young, two top masters from different eras, one is the up-and-coming Nangong Haotian, and the other is the long-established Yinshan Swordsman. The competition between the two is rare in ten years, and everyone around them subconsciously
He opened his eyes wide, fearing that he might miss the decisive blow.
At this time, Jian saw that Nangong Haotian wanted to seriously injure the Yinshan swordsman at the cost of injury. He couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. Nangong Haotian was not old, but he was so ruthless that he was even willing to treat himself. At this moment, in their hearts
At the same time, a thought came to mind: If this child grows up, he will definitely be an amazing figure like Lang Fanyun!
Nangong Haotian didn't know what everyone was thinking. He had already laughed because he saw the panic in the eyes of the silver fir swordsman. The battle was to see who was more ruthless, and he was afraid of losing his life.
Nangong Haotian was willing to have his feet kicked off by the Yinshan Swordsman, but the Yinshan Swordsman was reluctant to have his chest broken by Nangong Haotian, which means that even if the Great Luo Immortal came, he couldn't save him.
At the same time, he was secretly surprised. He thought that Nangong Haotian would be defeated quickly by him, but now it seems that he has recovered better than himself. I really don't know what kind of inner strength and mental method he has cultivated.
Nangong Haotian would not tell him, and the movements in his hands were faster. If he was attacked by him, the silver fir swordsman would have to peel off his skin even if he died, and he might have to lie in bed for the rest of his life.
"Boy, don't be so arrogant!" The Yinshan Swordsman shouted suddenly, using the power of this drink to embolden himself, he kicked Nangong Haotian's feet, turned around, and kicked the attacking palm.
"Hmph!" Nangong Haotian couldn't help but snorted coldly when he saw that the Yinshan Swordsman was able to neutralize his attack in this way. Since you want to hide, I will let you hide as long as you can.
After thinking about it, the movements of Nangong Haotian's hands became faster and faster, and the people around him felt dazzled. They could only vaguely see a thin white shadow flying up and down, and each time it would hit the silver fir swordsman, making a dull impact sound.
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The palm moves of both sides hit each other faster and faster, and in an instant, only the shadow of the palm could be seen, but no human form could be seen.
In the shadow of Rushan Palm, sharp shouts from both sides suddenly rang out. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang and two muffled groans.
I saw the silver-robed swordsman retreating a few steps, suddenly sitting back, and then rolling twice in a row. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly became extremely pale, and his eyes flashed as he stared at Nangong Haotian.
Panicked and frightened, he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Master Faming, Taoist Master Jingde, old beggar Bi Wu and others exclaimed and ran over one after another.
Nangong Haotian suddenly performed a cloud-turning hand. His face was red and his body was shaking. He finally lost control of the stake and took two steps back. His already injured body finally began to relapse this time.
Just now, in order to end the battle with the Silver Cedar Swordsman quickly, Nangong Haotian risked being hit by the Silver Cedar Swordsman and hit him with a cloud-turning hand. At the same time, he was also hit by the Silver Cedar Swordsman's strongest blow.
hit.
With the new injuries added to the old ones, Nangong Haotian couldn't bear it even with his iron-clad body, and the blood that had been suppressed all flowed out.
Liu Qianwen and the others had already screamed, and flew to hold Nangong Haotian, who was about to fall, with tears in their eyes, wishing that they were the ones injured just now.
But even though he suffered such a severe trauma, Nangong Haotian did not feel unhappy at all. Instead, he smiled, because the Yinshan Swordsman's injury was more serious than his own, and it would be impossible to recover without recuperating in bed for two months.
The old beggar Bi Wu heard the sound and took a look. He waved his green-leaf stick and shouted loudly: "The boy named Nangong has been injured by the palm of the hero Wang. Brothers, this opportunity is rare. Come on, this is the only way to get rid of this
The little devil’s chance…”
Upon hearing this, the monks, Taoists and beggars who were watching around quickly raised their weapons and raised their arms and shouted.
Liu Qianwen and others were shocked when they saw it. They choked and hurriedly pulled out their swords. Nangong Haotian looked at the bloodthirsty eyes around him, and the chill in his heart became more and more serious. If these people dare to take action, then they will be waiting for him.
Be angry.
"Who dares? I have already said that if anyone wants to win with more than less, I will never sit idly by and do nothing!" Seeing this scene, Si Yunyi and Lin Jinxiong also stared angrily and stood in front of Nangong Haotian.
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Master Fa Ming, who was checking the silver-shirted swordsman's injury, quickly turned to look at Bi Wu and said in a deep voice: "It's not right for the old master to do this..."
When the old beggar Bi Wu saw Master Faming stopping him, he couldn't help but said anxiously: "Master, if you miss this opportunity, you will have endless troubles. As the saying goes, it's too late to regret when you see an opportunity..."