The Demon Dragon Slayer King chuckled twice, looked up at Nangong Haotian, waved a hand, and was about to say something, when he suddenly let out an ouch, and immediately curled up on the snow.
Nangong Haotian was a person who had been poisoned by Xuansha's palm. When he saw her, he turned back to look at Zhao Ling'er and said in a deep voice: "Miss Zhao, please bring over the packet of antidote!"
But the old monster Xuan Ling, who was standing aside waiting to reap the benefits, suddenly stopped him and said sternly: "No, you can't give that medicine to him, it's not for him, that antidote belongs to me!"
Nangong Haotian smiled coldly and said: "The medicine is in our hands, you are no longer in control of it. I haven't settled the score with you yet, but you delivered it to my door yourself!"
"Here -" Zhao Ling'er, with slightly red cheeks and a friendly smile, had already hurried over and reached out to hand over the antidote.
Xuan Ling Lao Tao gritted his teeth, knowing that if he took the antidote to the Demon Dragon Slayer King, he would be finished, so he shouted loudly, flew forward, and with lightning speed, rushed towards the packet of antidote held by Zhao Ling'er.
go.
"Seeking death!" Nangong Haotian snorted coldly, and the cold light and lightning slashed the old monster Xuanling's wrists.
Old monster Xuan Ling seemed to have known how powerful he was. As soon as he saw Nangong Haotian drawing his sword, he let out a sharp roar, jumped into the air, turned diagonally, and flew two feet away at a very fast speed.
Nangong Haotian did not pursue him, but looked at Zhao Ling'er and urged: "Give him the packet of medicine!"
Zhao Ling'er acted very docile and obedient, pouted, and threw the white paper bag in front of the Demon Dragon Slayer King: "Humph, Brother Haotian asked me to give this to you!"
The Demon Dragon Slayer King did not dare to neglect at all, stretched out a trembling withered hand to pick up the paper package, and quickly put it into the big brocade robe.
Old monster Xuan Ling stared at Nangong Haotian, gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "Nangong Haotian, at such a young age, you use your skills to bully others. It's really hateful!"
"If you are not good at martial arts, you won't allow others to be better than you in martial arts. What a joke!" Nangong Haotian smiled coldly and said, "The things that make you hate are still to come..."
"How are you doing?" Old Monster Xuanling took two steps back and asked with a worried look on his face.
"You are evil-minded and vicious by nature. You are not suitable for such vicious skills as Xuansha Palm..." Nangong Haotian stared at the old monster Xuanling with an evil smile, "If you are willing to hand it over, I can consider whether to spare you.
Your life!"
"Impossible, this is a skill I have cultivated, how can I teach it to others casually!" Xuan Ling, the old monster, immediately shook his head in denial.
"Then you have to die today!" Nangong Haotian stroked the blue steel sword with murderous intent in his eyes. He had already made up his mind. No matter what, old monster Xuan Ling injured Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan, and he would die today.
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Old monster Xuan Ling—hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and let out a burst of laughter!
"Laugh, laugh as much as you can. After a while, I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh if you want to." Nangong Haotian turned away from Xuan Ling.
Old monster Xuan Ling had already seen that Nangong Haotian was a young man with great skills. When he saw Nangong Haotian's sword that cut through the skirt of Second Wudie's clothes, he knew that there was no one in the world who was very powerful about Nangong Haotian.
Exaggerating false rumors.
However, if Nangong Haotian wanted to kill him, he thought it would still be more difficult than climbing to heaven. Even if he could not subdue Nangong Haotian, it would still be extremely easy to escape intact.
At this time, when he heard Nangong Haotian's words, he couldn't help laughing. After a while, Xuan Ling, the old man, smiled and said: "Nangong Haotian, you must not succeed in one move and become arrogant. You must know that I am not the second handsomest man."
Feng and Second Dance Butterfly!”
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to use weapons? Don't want anyone to say that I bully the old man in the future!" Nangong Haotian waved his hand impatiently.
"I want to spar with you!" A sneer flashed across the corner of Xuan Ling's mouth.
"I'm very sorry. I was fooled the first time and I don't plan to be fooled a second time, so no matter what weapon you use, I will use a sword. As the saying goes, use the sword to control the weak, just right!" Nangong Haotian said sarcastically.
Xuan Ling, the old monster, looked up to the sky and let out a loud laugh: "You are obviously afraid of the power of my Xuan Sha palm, yet you still speak so righteously, huh, you are indeed sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued!"
"You are wrong. If I were afraid of the power of your Xuansha Palm, I would not fight you..." Nangong Haotian shrugged and replied casually.
"Why?" Xuan Ling, the old man, was stunned when he heard this and asked in confusion.
"Because you are holding a weapon in your right hand, but you can still hurt me with Xuansha Palm in your left hand, you idiot..."
But before he finished speaking, Zhao Ling'er was so shocked that she stamped her sword boots and complained anxiously: "Oh, Brother Haotian is so stupid, isn't this telling him that he can fight like this!"
Although Zhao Ling'er complained that Nangong Haotian was stupid, Old Monster Xuan Ling didn't look happy after hearing this!
Because he knew that Nangong Haotian was not a fool. If he did not have the confidence to put himself to death, Nangong Haotian would never bring it up on purpose.
"With your prestige in the martial arts world and your great reputation in the world, if you use your sharp sword to palm me with your flesh, aren't you afraid of the ridicule of the heroes in the world?" Xuan Ling, the old weirdo, sneered a few times and used a provoking method.
"Your use of this provoking method is really retarded!" Nangong Haotian snorted coldly: "I am a junior, and you are a senior master who has become famous two generations ago. I use a sword, and you use your bare hands.
No shame!”
"Okay, I will fight you with both palms!" Old Monster Xuan Ling said angrily.
"Then be careful with your pig's feet. I can't guarantee that you won't accidentally cut them off!" Nangong Haotian didn't care at all.
Old monster Xuan Ling knew that Nangong Haotian was not bluffing, because he had not yet figured out how that move changed when Nangong Haotian slashed the skirt of Second Wudie's clothes with his sword just now.
Since Nangong Haotian insisted on using the sword, knowing that this life-and-death fight was inevitable, old monster Xuan Ling gritted his teeth, stamped his feet fiercely, looked at several strong men in strong clothes not far away, and said sternly: "Bring the sword.
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One of the several big men responded with nervous panic, and hurried over, holding the sword with both hands.
Old Monster Xuan Ling angrily reached out and took the sword, gritting his teeth, with a look of resentment on his face, his eyes fixed on Nangong Haotian, he slowly pushed forward step by step, and with every step he took, his momentum was also increasing.
Nangong Haotian sneered on his lips and stood proudly. Although he stood still with the sword in his hand, his momentum slowly increased. The surrounding snowflakes were forced to scatter in an instant. There was no snow falling ten meters around Nangong Haotian.
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"In this way, it is not honorable for you to defeat me. If you lose, you will lose face..." While increasing his momentum, Nangong Haotian was also irritating old monster Xuan Ling.
"Take your life!" Xuan Ling's old monster suddenly glared angrily, shouted loudly, raised his sword fiercely, and struck Nangong Haotian's head with a sure eye, slashing it down!
Fast! The speed is so fast that most people can only see a flash of black light, and the space seems to be split. An earth-shattering move, just one stroke, is full of destructive energy.
Nangong Haotian looked calm on the surface, but he was very cautious in his heart. At this time, he saw that the old monster Xuan Ling had such powerful power in his move, and he couldn't help but frown. He was indeed a super strong man from the previous two generations, even though he had consumed a lot of power.
, but an attack of this intensity is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But can he dodge? The answer is wrong. Nangong Haotian has never thought about avoiding the power of this sword. Otherwise, the old monster Xuanling's momentum will definitely increase, and he will be the one who suffers by then. He has already felt it.
My blood is boiling.
"Hmph!" Nangong Haotian was full of fighting spirit and snorted coldly. His momentum instantly rose to its peak, and the power of chaos in his body also moved at its highest speed, and a rumbling sound was faintly heard.
It was quite long to say, but in fact it happened in an instant. The old monster Xuanling struck through the space with a strike as fast as thunder and lightning. Nangong Haotian stepped sideways, and the green steel sword infused with the power of chaos emitted the most dazzling light.
He blocked the golden light with the strongest attitude.
"Ding--"
The green steel sword and the old monster Xuanling's sword collided, and their movements stopped. The people around them and the eyes of the Demon Dragon Slayer King were all staring at the two swords that struck each other.
The old monster Xuan Ling was like a meteorite falling from the sky, with a cold and extremely cold aura. Nangong Haotian was like a golden sun, powerful and domineering. The two refused to give in to each other. The two swords that struck horizontally separated suddenly. With the movements of the two,
The figure also disappeared, and only the clanging sound of sword blades could be heard.
The world was extremely quiet. Everyone held their breath and stared at the two people in the field motionlessly. Although they could not see their movements clearly, the lightning speed combined with the exquisite sword movements
, but it benefited them a lot.
Nangong Haotian and old monster Xuan Ling were very fast, hitting them directly from the ground to the sky. Old monster Xuan Ling used their swords and palms simultaneously, and every blow carried the power of destruction.
Nangong Haotian didn't give in at all, he tapped his toes fiercely, and was able to accurately block old monster Xuan Ling's Xuansha palm back every time, and the green steel sword in his hand, no, it can no longer be called a green steel sword.
After receiving the infusion of the most powerful supreme holy power, the power of chaos, at this moment it seemed to turn into the most powerful sword in the world, striking across the sky.
"Ding ding ding——"
"Bang bang bang——"
The two of them had fought for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye, but the outcome was still undecided. However, the Demon Dragon Slayer King who was watching the battle inadvertently frowned, and looked at Nangong Haotian with a hint of fire in his eyes.
"boom--"
Nangong Haotian's foot suddenly touched the palm of the old monster Xuan Ling, and the power of chaos exploded, and he instantly counterattacked him. Every blow was the strongest stance, never giving in, and getting stronger when faced with a strong force.
But compared to Nangong Haotian's ease, Old Monster Xuan Ling's face became more and more ugly. He had fought against the Demon Dragon Slayer King for dozens of rounds before and consumed a huge amount of energy. Now he has been fighting for so long. At this moment
The strength of Nangong Haotian is much higher than that of the previous Demon Dragon Slayer King, and it is even more difficult.