Shangguan Xiaowan and others were also tired from the beatings, and suffered a lot of injuries on their bodies. Gu's head was the worst, as both sleeves were chopped to pieces, and there were even countless wounds on his hands.
Some of them were due to their own reasons, but most of them were due to the injuries they sustained while helping Zhao Ling'er and Liu Qianwen block the enemy's attacks.
Aunt Shan and Xue Bing'er who were gathered around shed tears. They were all desperate at this moment. Shangguan Xiaowan also suffered many wounds on her body, not to mention Liu Qianwen.
Everyone was in an extremely embarrassed state, but the opponent's attacks were getting faster and faster, as if they were going to kill Shangguan Xiaowan and the other six people here.
"Zhongyuan, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless and I will kill you!" Hong Feihu had already stood aside, watching all this indifferently.
What made Shangguan Xiaowan most desperate was that the Hong Feihu side actually divided more than 300 people to block Krisam and others. Although they could not resist for long, their own side could not hold on for long either!
"Hong Feihu, have you been hiding your clumsiness so that you can plot against us at this moment?" Shangguan Xiaowan asked bitterly while resisting attacks on others.
"Hahaha, Zhongyuan, I didn't expect that you would be fooled so easily, but even though I had memorized it long ago, I still underestimated your strength, causing so many brothers to die in your hands.
So I'm sorry, only with your lives can you comfort my brother's spirit in heaven!"
When the people of the Shuangcha Society who were fighting to the death heard Hong Feihu's words, they all became energetic. They thought: With such a good boss, what is not worth it? Even if you die, it will be worth it!
Hong Feihu's words made countless people under his command become enthusiastic, willing to die, and became complacent. What's more, some seemed to be afraid of dying later than others, and kept asking Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen, etc.
The man's sword hit him.
"Zhongyuan, since you are unwilling to surrender, just wait for death! Kill! Brothers!" Hong Feihu shouted. Upon hearing this, the Shuangcha congregation rushed over with all their strength.
"Hiss..." Gutou suddenly hissed. He was hit in the shoulder with a knife. Blood remained along his arm, but his clothes had been dyed red before, and now he couldn't tell where his own blood was.
Where is other people's blood?
"Sister Liu, Sister Zhao, Bing'er, Aunt Shan, Gutou, hold on! As long as Krisam comes over, we will be saved!" Shangguan Xiaowan said in a hoarse voice.
"I will definitely persist!" Liu Qianwen's eyes were red, she didn't want to die, she still wanted to marry Nangong Haotian.
"Brother Haotian, I'm sorry, I'm afraid Ling'er won't have a chance to be with you!" Zhao Ling'er murmured desperately, and the knife in his hand slowed down.
"Uuuuu...Brother Haotian, I will definitely be obedient and never make you angry again!" Xue Bing'er cried while wiping her tears.
Aunt Shan and Gutou attacked without saying a word. Shangguan Xiaowan only felt that the sword in her hand became heavier and heavier. Her energy had been consumed too much, and she could no longer hold on for much longer.
I glanced distractedly at Krisam's side. More than 400 people were blocked outside. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. The blood merged and turned the dried river bed into a river of blood. The smell of a lot of blood filled the air.
In the air, it spreads for tens of miles or even further.
"Haotian, where are you? I'm sorry, I didn't protect my sisters, Gutou, and Aunt Shan. Maybe we will never meet again, but I love you...forever!" Shangguan Xiaowan was also desperate, holding in her hand
The sword was knocked away by one person's palm, and at the same time another fork was thrust in, heading straight for Shangguan Xiaowan's face.
"Miss Xiaowan!"
"Sister Xiaowan!"
"Sister Xiaowan!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw it. No one expected that the first one who couldn't hold on was Shangguan Xiaowan. Liu Qianwen tried her best to wave the fine steel sword in her hand, trying to block the fatal fork.
Gutou immediately split open the opponent that was entangled with him, and turned around to block the fork. Aunt Shan and Xue Bing'er were stunned on the spot.
They talked for a long time, but in fact, in just a split second, the fork moved very fast and arrived in front of Shangguan Xiaowan in a blink of an eye. Although Gutou and Liu Qianwen were fast, they were too late.
Shangguan Xiaowan closed her eyes. She felt that she had never been more relaxed than now. Although she was about to die, her sisterly relationship with Liu Qianwen, Zhao Ling'er, Xue Bing'er and others had experienced the test of life and death, and her love became stronger than gold.
Even if I die, I will have no regrets.
When Hong Feihu saw this scene, he grinned and revealed a sinister smile, as if he had already seen Shangguan Xiaowan being stabbed to death with a fork. He had already thought about it. After this matter was over, he would be promoted to that rank.
The person who made the cross and the surrounding people from the Shuangsha Association also stopped their movements and looked at this shocking cross quietly!
"Anyone who hurts my woman - die!"
Suddenly, when everyone was in despair, a thunderous roar came from several miles away, but even from such a distance, it sounded as if it was being spoken in one's own ears.
After hearing the words, the person using the fork suddenly stopped. Shangguan Xiaowan also opened his eyes in surprise. Liu Qianwen, Zhao Linger, Xue Bing'er, Aunt Shan, Gutou... everyone's spirits were moved.
Vibrate.
Shangguan Xiaowan didn't know where the strength came from, but she killed the person using the fork with one palm and saved herself. Everyone seemed to be filled with fighting power in an instant, and all hope was back!
The surrounding Shuangcha people seemed to be shocked by this angry shout, and even forgot to attack.
At this time, everyone only saw one, no, two. They saw one person holding another person flying over like lightning. Every step seemed like he was about to step over, and everyone's hearts trembled!
"Quick, quick, hurry up, hurry up and kill the original one among these!" Hong Feihu suddenly thought of something, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted hurriedly.
"Kill..." The boys around them finally reacted and all rushed towards Shangguan Xiaowan and others. But now Shangguan Xiaowan and others were no longer waiting to die. They were fighting for the arrival of that figure.
"Touch my woman - die!" The person who came was none other than Nangong Haotian. At this moment, his black hair was dancing wildly, and he came through the air at lightning speed. He would move forward dozens of meters with every step. At this moment, he had already reached thousands of meters.
Outside.
Nangong Haotian came to the ground in a flash, and immediately put down the woman in his hands. It was Li Ji Dani. The two of them came from the top of Tianshan Mountain, and Nangong Haotian came to the ground because he smelled the smell of blood.
I guess Shangguan Xiaowan and others are here.
"Fortunately, it's not too late!" Nangong Haotian exhaled heavily. Although Shangguan Xiaowan and others were injured, at least they were not dead yet, and there was still time.
After coming back to his senses, Nangong Haotian was furious when he saw that those people still dared to attack. He turned the Waste Transformation Technique to the limit, and the power of chaos rumbled through his body, and an aura that was ten times more powerful than before spurted out.
Nangong Haotian pointed his finger in the air, and the Ziyin Divine Sword behind him pierced the space with a strong sword cry, and appeared instantly. With a flash of golden light, all those rushing towards Shangguan Xiaowan and others stopped their movements.
When the Ziyin Divine Sword flew back to Nangong Haotian's hands, they slowly looked down and found that at some point, their heads had been thrown away.
Countless heads were scattered, and everyone who was three feet in front of Shangguan Xiaowan and others were beheaded by Nangong Haotian with one finger. Fortunately, not a trace of blood was scattered on Shangguan Xiaowan and others.
"Boy, it seems that your control over the power of chaos has improved!" Xuanyuan's voice sounded in Nangong Haotian's mind, and it could be heard that Xuanyuan was very satisfied.
Nangong Haotian did not answer, and appeared in front of Shangguan Xiaowan with a gloomy look. When he saw the injuries on several people, he frowned deeply.
"Haotian..." Liu Qianwen couldn't help crying first, followed by Xue Bing'er, Zhao Ling'er, and everyone else except Shangguan Xiaowan bit her lips tightly and did not cry.
"Leave all the rest to me!" Nangong Haotian said lightly, with a deep apology in his heart, but at this time, his murderous intention was even worse.
Nangong Haotian turned his eyes and saw the people around him looking at him tremblingly. He was holding the Ziyin Divine Sword. Although he killed dozens of people in an instant, there was no blood on the Ziyin Divine Sword.
"Who is the boss?" Nangong Haotian's voice was emotionless, and his cold and ruthless eyes kept scanning everyone.
"That's it!" Xue Bing'er kept shivering at Hong Feihu.
"Death!" Nangong Haotian's voice was very soft, but it rang in everyone's ears, and they didn't see how he moved. Everyone just felt that he disappeared in front of their eyes, and when he reappeared, he had returned to the original place.
It seemed like it hadn't moved at all.
"You can't kill me, I tell you, if you kill me, you will all die here!" Hong Feihu was already so frightened that he could not stand still, and Nangong Haotian's aura was deeply in his heart.
It left the deepest mark.
"You're already too late!" Nangong Haotian said indifferently.
After saying this, everyone was horrified to find that Hong Feihu's body had turned into hundreds of pieces in an instant. There was not even a whole corpse, and not a trace of blood was spilled. It seemed that it had been frozen into ice.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sound of Hong Feihu's body falling to the ground was very soft, but it made everyone here feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet and going straight to their foreheads.
"He is a devil!" Someone in the crowd who had been silent for a long time finally couldn't help but shudder, and then everyone began to flee in all directions as if a bomb had been detonated.
"If you take another step, you will die!" Nangong Haotian's indifferent voice sounded like a thunder. Everyone stopped moving and looked at Nangong Haotian with trembling expressions.
Seeing that everyone had stopped, Nangong Haotian snorted coldly, turned to Shangguan Xiaowan and others, smiled softly and said: "You guys wait for me for a minute, I will destroy this place!"
After saying that, without waiting for anyone to answer, he rushed to a hundred meters in front of the Shuangcha Club, and his voice sounded like rolling spring thunder in everyone's hearts.
"There is no need to exist here!" Nangong Haotian slowly raised the Ziyin Divine Sword in his hand. Endless power of chaos spurted into the blade of the Ziyin Divine Sword. The huge sword body resembled
It was more dazzling than the sunlight in the sky, and everyone closed their eyes subconsciously.
"Boy, don't destroy my foundation!" A roar of shouts came, interrupting Nangong Haotian's movements. He didn't seem to be surprised by the sound at all, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
"You are finally willing to show up!" Nangong Haotian seemed to be talking to a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Huh, if I don't come out, I'm afraid you will destroy the foundation of my ancestors for generations!" As he spoke, a gray-haired old man appeared in front of everyone, so fast that no one could even see it clearly, except, of course,
Nangong Haotian.
This old man is about sixty years old, but he has gray hair, a very long white beard hanging in front of him, a pair of small eyes, shining with divine light, and he is dressed in white, which makes him look a bit fairy-like.
Daogu.
But in the old man's eyes, there was deep fear and anger, as well as the corners of his mouth that twitched from time to time. However, this fairy spirit was eliminated, and his expression looked a little weird.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Where is the master?" The old man did not start a fight as expected, but asked gently.
"I have no teacher!" Nangong Haotian replied indifferently.
"Hmph, good boy, since you don't want to say let it go, how about you give me some face and forget about today's matter?" the white-haired old man said with a nonchalant smile.
"If you defeat me, I'll let you do it of course!" Nangong Haotian shouted coldly, full of fighting spirit.
"Humph, in that case, don't blame me for bullying the young!" The white-haired old man was also blown away by Nangong Hao's beard, and his huge momentum suddenly overwhelmed the sky.
Everyone, including Shangguan Xiaowan and others, were forced to take a few steps back, with expressions of shock and worry. They didn't know that there would be such a strong person in Shuangcha, and they could tell at a glance that they were the kind of unscrupulous people.
The old monster was born.
"I remembered, this is... this is..." A middle-aged hall leader in the crowd of the Shuangcha Society suddenly became happy and stammered: "This seems to be the second generation of our Shuangcha Society.
President!"
"Hiss——" Shangguan Xiaowan and others took a breath of cold air when they heard this. The two generations above, that is, the third generation, were one generation higher than the Demon Dragon Slayer King.
There are such old monsters.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect anyone to remember my life-killing ghost Hu Mo!" The white-haired old man laughed, looked around, and found the red flying tiger with its head separated. An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, which was neither hatred nor regret.
, this made Nangong Haotian a little confused.
"We need a fight!" Nangong Haotian shouted impatiently, the Waste Transformation Technique was running rapidly, the Divine Source Crystal buzzed and trembled, the huge power of chaos turned into a savage beast, and surged through his body, and the huge self-centered aura was like
It was an ancient ferocious beast that pounced on the white-haired old man menacingly.
"Of course we have to fight!" the white-haired old man replied, showing no signs of weakness in his momentum. Two huge momentums collided between them. Even the air was compressed, making a terrifying sonic boom sound, and the space seemed to be distorted.
Same thing.
Everyone around them felt that their chests were stagnant, as if all the air had disappeared, and they were extremely uncomfortable. Some of the weaker ones were so shocked that they coughed up blood. They looked at the two people with frightened eyes and kept retreating.
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In the blink of an eye, an open space with a radius of 100 meters was cleared. Only Nangong Haotian and the white-haired old man Gucha Humo stood in the field. The collision between the momentum continued, and the crackling sound continued to sound.
All the fighting stopped, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people in the field.
"Drink!" Nangong Haotian shouted suddenly, interrupting the meaningless battle of momentum. His figure instantly disappeared from the spot and rushed towards the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo.
"Hahaha, good time!" Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, remained undaunted and bullied himself forward. His speed was no worse than Nangong Haotian's at the moment, and he even had the potential to surpass him.
Nangong Haotian was not afraid, the power of chaos poured into his palms, turning them into the hardest metal in the world, with golden light radiating and majestic glory.
Nangong Haotian did not use the Ziyin Divine Sword. He wanted to test his own strength and the strength of the treasure body, so he chose his favorite physical battle.
The two instantly started fighting, and Nangong Haotian struck out coldly, using his big golden palm like a millstone to slap Hu Mo with the intention of killing him. If he hit, his head would be chopped into pieces.
Hu Mo, the Deadly Ghost Cha, seems to have the same idea as Nangong Haotian, and he is not seen using weapons. A pair of fleshy palms bloom with strong silver light, which belongs to the inner strength of Hu Mo, the Deadly Ghost Cha, called Silver Cha Technique.
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The Silver Cross Technique is extremely powerful. When it is running, the whole body emits silver light, and a pair of arms seem to be integrated into the space, and the speed is very fast.
"Bang--"
There was a muffled groan, and Nangong Haotian and the deadly ghost Cha Humo exchanged palms for real. Both of them had their own advancements and retreats, but their strength seemed to be equal and there was no difference between them.
The two were full of fighting spirit, using their hands and feet together, and they were constantly fighting. Nangong Haotian's fists and palms were filled with golden light, and the opening and closing of Nangong Haotian's fists were enough to destroy a small mountain.
The life-threatening ghost Hu Mo is even more vigorous. Although he is old, his true energy can be said to be a blessing in nature. It is even more powerful than Nangong Haotian's blood energy. He is full of vigor and vigor and keeps greeting Nangong Haotian.
Most of the people around could not see clearly the movements of the two men. They could only see the two men fighting from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the sky. The fight only made the sky and the earth pale. Unknowingly, everyone retreated a hundred times.
meters, leaving enough space for two people.
Shangguan Xiaowan and others also felt their blood boiling. They did not expect that Nangong Haotian's strength would rise again during the time he left. In their eyes, Nangong Haotian at this moment was like the golden-armored God of War descending from the sky. Every move was powerful enough.
It makes people dizzy.
"Rumble, rumble—"
Nangong Haotian and Deadly Ghost Cha Hu Mo once again exchanged blows, and immediately they separated. Nangong Haotian stood in the sky, and so did Hu Mo, the Deadly Ghost. It seemed that both of them had reached the level of flying, but
Actually it is not.
Nangong Haotian relies on the ancient combat skill Jiu Jue Luo Yan Bu, and although the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo is also in the air, he is much more embarrassed than Nangong Haotian. He does not have such strange skills as Jiu Jue Luo Yan Bu.
As for combat skills, one can only rely on one's own strength to achieve volleying in a short period of time.
But this short period of volley is enough for him to reach the level of a human-level warrior. His strength is extremely terrifying. Nangong Haotian has not reached the level of a human-level warrior, but he has the Waste Transformation Art, the power of chaos, and the ancient power.
Combat skills, so the strength is comparable to that of human-level warriors.
Nangong Haotian has cold eyes. Once he enters a fighting state, his heart will become extremely cold and ruthless. He will also use his most powerful killing move and will not show any mercy at all.
The clothes of the deadly ghost Hu Mo were a little messy, but it could still be seen from his dazzling eyes and calm aura that he had not been hurt at all.
"drink--"
Nangong Haotian raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, with his black hair dancing wildly and his white shirt flying. He looked like a demon coming from ancient hell. The surrounding space made a loud crackling sound, and the golden light made it look like a corpse.
The golden-armored God of War, the majesty of God and the terror of demons merge into his body, which looks extremely weird.
A look of solemnity flashed across the face of the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo, and he raised his head to the sky and screamed. Silver light shot out. He turned into a silver man, and the scattered silver light covered the sky and the sun. His strength was terrifying.
Without any words, Nangong Haotian stepped into the void and struck quickly. The life-threatening ghost Hu Mo also attacked and left. The two fought instantly, their visions intertwined, and the space was broken. The two of them exchanged blows for thousands of times.
Hundreds of moves are enough to kill or injure ordinary people here countless times, but they cannot leave even the slightest trace on the bodies of these two people.
The golden sword energy and silver light that leaked out from time to time made dense holes in the ground, completely destroying the place. Smoke was constantly rising at this moment, and the destructive power was too terrifying.
The battle between the two was in full swing. Nangong Haotian's golden qi and blood were so strong that they faintly covered half of the sky. The life-threatening ghost Hu Mo's qi and blood were also so powerful that he was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Nangong Haotian, occupying the other side of the sky.
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"Bang bang bang..."
"Drink, drink, drink..."
"Dangdangdang..."
The two bodies of the two struck together, making a metallic symphony sound. They were no longer ordinary bodies, they had reached an appalling level, comparable to gold and jade.
The power of chaos in Nangong Haotian's body roared and turned into the most powerful backing. He had not made any achievements for so long, and he was already a little impatient.
Working at full power, the power of chaos surged into his right arm. Suddenly, the white shirt shattered into pieces and fell down, revealing his arm. No, this can no longer be said to be an arm, but a golden stick, shining boundlessly.
of golden light.
"Take a hit from me!"
Nangong Haotian said indifferently, and his right arm seemed to be struck from outside, across the sky, and hit directly at the death-destroying ghost Hu Mo. The life-destroying ghost Hu Mo was also extremely solemn, and the same arm with silver light shot back.
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"Rumble--"
The two people hit each other instantly, and time and space seemed to come to a brief halt. Everyone's eyes were drawn to the two colliding arms.
But in the next second, the two people separated for an instant. Nangong Haotian and the deadly ghost Cha Humo, like cannonballs, pierced the sky and separated into two directions.
"Rumble--"
"Rumble--"
With two loud noises, Nangong Haotian and the deadly ghost Cha Humo landed at the same time, directly knocking out a large human-shaped hole, with green smoke rising everywhere. With this blow, both of them were defeated!
Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen and others were immediately anxious and wanted to run over to see if Nangong Haotian was alright. At this moment, there was a loud noise and Nangong Haotian broke out of the ground and landed on the ground.
At the same time, the deadly ghost Hu Mo also came out, patted the dust on his body, and looked at Nangong Haotian. His beard was much messy, and his white hair was also stained with a lot of dirt. It looked like
A beggar.
However, Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, was in a panic, and Nangong Haotian was not much better. His upper body clothes were all torn to pieces, with strands of strands hanging on his body, making him look even more pitiful.
"Wow--"
Nangong Haotian casually pulled off the clothes on his body, completely revealing the bronze skin underneath. The sharp muscle curves outlined a body that was not strong but could not be underestimated.
Nangong Haotian looked down and saw that there was still no harm in his trousers, otherwise he would have to wear them all. He clenched his fists and felt that although he had exchanged blows with the deadly ghost Hu Mo, he had not received any damage.
No matter what the damage, the treasure body at the early stage of the sixth level of the body training period is really powerful and incomparable.
After such a long battle, the power of chaos in his body still did not feel empty at all. After the advancement, the power of chaos suddenly increased sixteen times, which was enough for him to squander.
After the battle, he also found that he had become more comfortable in controlling the power of chaos. There was no sense of sluggishness caused by the sudden increase in strength before, and the power of chaos was like waving his arms.
Raising his head, Nangong Haotian looked at the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo, and saw that he also tore off his clothes, revealing a body like ribs inside. However, Nangong Haotian did not dare to underestimate this body at all.
Contains power powerful enough to crack gold and crack rocks.
"You are very strong!" Humor, the deadly ghost, twisted his neck and made bursts of crackling sounds.
"You're not bad either!" Nangong Haotian replied, his face becoming solemn for the first time. He had already felt the violent energy contained in the body of the deadly ghost Hu Mo, and it seemed that it would completely explode in the next second.
"In the long time since I debuted, apart from having such a hearty battle with that person, I haven't encountered him for a second time, but I did experience it today. It's really a wave of waves!" Death-Destroying Ghost Cha
The corners of Hu Mo's mouth raised slightly, and a dangerous signal suddenly appeared in Nangong Haotian's mind.
Nangong Haotian did not dare to neglect, his mind was completely released, he grasped every change around him, and was always ready to face the attack of the deadly ghost Hu Mo.
"But you've been attacking for so long, it's time for me to attack next!" Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, said solemnly, with a look of madness in his eyes.
"Then show your strength and fight!" Nangong Haotian remained undaunted. The power of chaos kept surging under his skin, bones, and veins. Looking from a distance, it looked like countless bugs in his body.
It looked like he was crawling around, with veins popping out, and a fierce momentum building up.
"Hmph!" Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, was obviously also really angry. He snorted coldly, making everyone feel that the surroundings suddenly became much colder, and they couldn't help but shiver.
Nangong Haotian didn't respond at all. He raised his right hand, and the power of chaos surged through dozens of veins. Powerful golden light gathered in the air, and a twenty-meter-sized crystal jade palm appeared, faintly holding something.
Xing took advantage of Yue's momentum, and in order not to give the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo a chance, he chose to take action first.
With the help of the power of the ice silkworms swallowed by Little Moon, Nangong Haotian reached the sixth level of body training. The Hand of God also advanced. At this moment, it became twenty meters in size. Just looking at it gave people an invincible feeling.
With such momentum, everyone's mouths opened wide enough to fit an egg in.
Most of them didn't know ancient combat skills, so they had never seen such a scene. They couldn't help but be stunned. Even Shangguan Xiaowan and others were stunned for a while. Although Liu Qianwen had seen Nangong Haotian use the Hand of God, but that
At that time, it was only three meters in size when it was used. How could it be as terrifying as it is now?
Zhao Ling'er, Xue Bing'er and others were stunned, looking at Nangong Haotian with fiery eyes. Is this their future husband? He was like a god.
"The sixth level of the training period is really different!" Nangong Haotian felt the unparalleled strength, and his heart was full of expectations. What level will the hand of God reach at this moment? But we will see it soon!
Seeing Nangong Haotian's soaring momentum, Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, sneered at the corner of his mouth and said: "Not only do you have ancient combat skills, I also have them! The Great Fortune Palm!"
The deadly ghost Hu Mo raised one hand, silver light flashed, and in the middle of his breath, a giant metal palm of more than 20 meters appeared. It was actually a bit bigger than Nangong Haotian's Hand of God, and the surrounding space was filled with energy.
Being pressed so hard that it made a tearing sound turned out to be an ancient combat skill!
The solemn look on Nangong Haotian's face became even heavier. A person with ancient combat skills and a person without those are two completely different concepts. No wonder Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, is so calm. I'm afraid his strength is far more than that.
, I wonder who the person who was able to fight with him was? He must not be weak in comparison!
While thinking, Nangong Haotian's hand of heaven was completed. At the same time, the life-threatening ghost Cha Humo's palm of creation was also completed. Two giant palms, one jade and one silver, were separated into two sides, occupying a large space of the boss.
Everyone was staring at the two of them for a moment, maybe this would be the decisive blow!
"Take a hit from me!" Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, was the first to take action. The palm of heaven in his hand came fiercely, like the hand of a god from outside the sky, trying to crush Nangong Haotian with one palm.
Nangong Haotian laughed, and the hand of God suddenly waved out, piercing the space and attacking. When the two palms met, there were bursts of roaring sounds. The whole earth seemed to be shaking, and some people even found it difficult to stand.
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"Break it for me!" Hu Mo, the life-threatening ghost, shouted, with a trace of ferocity on his face, his teeth clenched, and his palms slowly pressed down, and then, the great palm of creation also came with the power to cover the sky and the sun.
Pressure down.
Looking at Nangong Haotian again, his eyebrows were furrowed, the hand of God grasped the great destiny palm of the fatal ghost Cha, no, it should be said that the great destiny palm of the fatal ghost Cha Humo grasped the hand of heaven.
The Hand of God is several meters smaller than the Palm of Heaven. Although the Hand of God is a bit more solid, as we all know, if a big palm holds a small palm, no matter how strong the small palm is, you will eventually suffer, let alone
At this moment, the strength of the deadly ghost Hu Mo is no worse than Nangong Haotian.
Soon, Nangong Haotian's defeat was highlighted. The hand of God was tightly squeezed by the palm of heaven, and he slowly thought that he would be pressed. If he was pressed, he would probably become a meat pie.
"Drink, wake me up!" Nangong Haotian clenched his teeth, and the veins on his arms popped out, becoming more than a circle bigger, and countless chaotic powers poured into the hands of God.
But he was weak after all, and the defeat of the Hand of God was not restored. With the perfect blow of the deadly ghost Cha Humo, it finally fell.
"Rumble, rumble—"
Where the palm of heaven and the hand of heaven fell, the earth cracked, earth and rocks flew, and Nangong Haotian was also crushed underneath, not knowing whether to live or die?
"Haotian..."
"Brother Nangong..."
"Brother Haotian..."
"Young master..."
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo was so powerful. He couldn't even defeat Nangong Haotian. Are they going to lose?
Xue Bing'er and Zhao Ling'er were about to rush over to take a look, but were held back by the sensible Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen.
After the smoke and dust dispersed, a twenty-meter-sized palm-shaped pit appeared where Nangong Haotian was standing. From a distance, the bottom was invisible, and Nangong Haotian was nowhere to be seen.
"Are you dead?" Someone in the Shuangcha Meeting couldn't bear the silence and asked first.
"He should be dead! It has been so long and there is no sound at all. Even if he is not dead, he is still seriously injured!"
"Oh..." Everyone cheered, "The president is mighty, the president will last for generations, and he will live forever!"
Where the palm of heaven and the hand of heaven fell, the earth cracked, earth and rocks flew, and Nangong Haotian was also crushed underneath, not knowing whether to live or die?
"Haotian..."
"Brother Nangong..."
"Brother Haotian..."
"Young master..."
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo was so powerful. He couldn't even defeat Nangong Haotian. Are they going to lose?
Xue Bing'er and Zhao Ling'er were about to rush over to take a look, but were held back by the sensible Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen.
After the smoke and dust dispersed, a twenty-meter-sized palm-shaped pit appeared where Nangong Haotian was standing. From a distance, the bottom was invisible, and Nangong Haotian was nowhere to be seen.
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Everyone cheered at this moment. The people of the Shuangcha Society thought that they were all going to die, but they didn't expect that an old immortal, ah, no, an old guild grew up, and actually defeated that demon-like man.
, that is to say, how can they be unhappy without having to die!
The faces of Shangguan Xiaowan and others became extremely ugly. Xue Bing'er and Zhao Ling'er, the two youngest girls, couldn't help but believe it and shed tears.