Nangong Haotian smiled coldly, twitching the corners of his mouth slightly, with a mocking look on his handsome face, and replied: "Why should I ask you, your name is none of my business, damn it!"
The old beggar was stunned by Nangong Haotian's scolding. After muttering for a long time, he could only say angrily: "You can also see if I am an old friend of your master's."
The back of Nangong Haotian's head and neck was hit by the old beggar's palm just now. Although it was not very painful, it was still a bit hot and uncomfortable, which made Nangong Haotian feel even more unhappy.
Thinking of the old beggar's sneak attack just now, Nangong Haotian couldn't help but smile coldly, his handsome face was filled with chills, and he replied coldly: "Don't say that I don't have a master, even if I have a master, he won't make friends with someone like you.
This kind of despicable villain who specializes in doing evil things behind closed doors, huh..."
Before he finished speaking, the old beggar suddenly stared angrily and shouted angrily: "What a bastard, you are so arrogant. I will teach you a lesson for your master today."
As he spoke, the old beggar swayed his shoulders, suddenly rose up, and suddenly moved forward. He waved his right palm in the air, and went straight to Nangong Haotian's Tianling Cap to chop at it, causing bursts of sound to break through the air.
If you get hit, you will have to peel off your skin even if you don't die. It's really cruel and vicious.
When Nangong Haotian saw that the move was so deadly, he couldn't help but snorted and stepped out of the way. Although he had murderous intent in his heart, he did not confirm that the old beggar and the girl Yun Shang were fellow travelers of Shangguan Mi.
Not willing to put the other party to death, Nangong Haotian still has a kind heart after all.
The opponent's moves were extremely fast. Just in the moment of confusion, Nangong Haotian had already felt the pressure coming towards his face. At this time, when he saw the old beggar striking with his palm, Nangong Haotian did not panic and just said:
He quickly pinched it with his left palm, and pointed directly at the old beggar's face with his right palm's halberd fingers.
Nangong Haotian didn't expect that at the same time he took action, the old beggar snorted, and his palm movements suddenly changed. Nangong Haotian only saw a blur in front of his eyes, and suddenly the shadows of his palms flew around, and he quickly pinched a
The move to capture was unexpectedly missed, and he didn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes.
Seeing this situation, Nangong Haotian couldn't help but be shocked. Without hesitation, he flew back violently. At the same time, he gathered his strength and prepared to strike at the old beggar with his right palm.
However, the figure of the old beggar was too fast. Before Nangong Haotian's flying figure could stand still, the flying palm shadow had already followed closely and rushed towards Nangong Haotian's face.
This left him with no chance to gain a foothold, let alone counterattack.
Seeing the endless shadows of palms in the sky, Nangong Haotian was shocked and angry. He thought that his martial arts skills were considered to be a master of the generation, but he never thought that just an old beggar could have such skills, and he was unable to fight back.
As his heart raced, Nangong Haotian shouted loudly, and still used his strength to slash out his right palm. If he used a style of perish, as the saying goes: If the enemy is not afraid of being strong in Kung Fu, he is afraid that the opponent will lose his life!
Nangong Haotian feels that only if he implements this style of play can he carry forward Chairman Mao's glory and shine in all directions. Only then can the world have one less old beggar and one more peerless master!
There was a loud "bang" sound, dust and smoke flew everywhere, and the sound of breaking wind turned into a whistling sound. Nangong Haotian's blood flowed for a while, his shoulders swayed, "kick, kick, kick, kick", and his body kept moving backwards.
However, looking at the old beggar whose eyes widened suddenly, he gritted his teeth and waved his palms again with a sad expression, and continued to attack Nangong Haotian. Seeing that posture, it seemed that Nangong Haotian was really fired.
When the girl Yun Shang on the side saw this situation, her face changed suddenly and she was shocked. She screamed in shock and said urgently: "Master, Master, Master..."
At the same time that Yunshang girl was shouting urgently, Nangong Haotian, who had lost the opportunity, saw the old beggar's thunderous palm skills, so he had to shout loudly and waved his palms to meet him. At the same time, Nangong Haotian did not
Forget the Tai Chi and Bagua Zhang you learned in your previous life.
Those are what people in the twenty-fifth century need to learn. Even though Nangong Haotian is a waste of martial arts, he cannot help but study a lot. Although he could not exert his power before, it is different now. Nangong Haotian has become a master.
There was only a crisp "crack" sound, and Nangong Haotian and the old beggar exchanged six palms in a row. I don't know if the old beggar deliberately gave in after hearing the girl Meng'er's urgent cry, or if Nangong Haotian had an advantage in palm skills.
He actually blocked the old beggar's attack and forced him to take half a step back.
The two sides stopped, and each secretly used his true energy to perform his martial arts. They stared at each other motionless. If the extension could kill people, I am afraid that both of them would have been torn apart by the other party and exploded a hundred times.
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The old beggar looked at Nangong Haotian, snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I said you have learned some invincible secrets. It turns out they are all three-legged hair. If you want to become famous in the martial arts world, create something
Once you gain a reputation, you still have to become a disciple, and you need to find a famous teacher. If you want to do big things just because of your two moments, let me tell you, you will never become famous."
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he snorted coldly. Although he already knew that the Demon Dragon Slayer King's martial arts was not the best in the world, he was born with a stubborn temper that would never give in. Moreover, his major was not Demon Slayer.
The Dragon King's martial arts is the art of transforming waste into gods. Of course, Nangong Haotian would not be "smart" enough to say it himself.
After listening to the old beggar's words, Nangong Haotian agreed in his heart, but he just turned a deaf ear and naturally did not think about the meaning of his words. There were some things that others did not need to know.
Nangong Haotian thought for a moment and glared at the old beggar angrily. For a moment, he was gnashing his teeth. His handsome face had turned livid, but his right hand had already gently pressed the dumb spring, "
There was a soft "click" sound, a "choking" sound from the dragon, and only a red light flashed like lightning, and the Netherworld Dragon-Slaying Sword had been pulled out of its sheath.
The old beggar looked at Nangong Haotian, whose eyes were full of evil spirits, and couldn't help but be stunned. His white eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and at the same time, a dignified look flashed in his eyes.
When the girl Yunshang saw this, she was so shocked that she blurted out, "Nangong Haotian, you..."
Nangong Haotian was completely irritated by the old beggar this time. He tried again and again but failed to achieve any results. He was so impatient that he couldn't help but doubt his own strength. Now he only wanted to kill the old beggar and treat Yun Shang.
The girl called him by his name without even hearing it, and even if she heard it, she wouldn't take it to heart.
At this time, the stunned old beggar finally came to his senses, stretched out his right hand towards the girl Yun Shang anxiously, and said in a deep voice: "Meng'er, bring me my dog-beating stick."