"I opened this mountain, I paved this road, this and this, if you want to walk this road, leave money to buy the road." Nangong Aotian looked at the warrior in front of him without any fear at all.
"Are you tired of living, and you dare to block your uncle's way? Are you seeking death?" The senior martial artist at the front looked at Nangong Aotian and thought with disbelief on his face.
"Boss, this kid is probably a remnant of the Silver Moon Empire." The person who spoke was another warrior next to this Martial Lord, and he was also a warrior with high-level strength.
"Who said I'm from the Silver Moon Empire? Let me tell you, I'm just here to ask for money." Nangong Aotian laughed wildly and then said to the high-level warrior in front of him.
"I think you don't want to live anymore." At this time, a warrior with intermediate martial strength roared and rushed towards Nangong Aotian.
"I don't know whether to live or die." The senior martial artist standing at the front did not stop the intermediate martial artist rushing towards Nangong Aotian, and of course he had no intention of taking action himself.
"What? Don't you plan to leave money to buy the way?" Nangong Aotian looked at the intermediate martial artist who had already rushed towards him, showing disdain in his eyes. He did not take a step back.
"Boy, you are so crazy." The intermediate martial artist had already rushed to Nangong Aotian and slashed at Nangong Aotian.
"Hey." When Nangong Aotian saw this powerful sword, he also had an extra sword in his hand, an eighth-grade spiritual energy sword.
"Bang!"
The two swords collided together instantly. The intermediate martial artist took five or six steps back to regain his footing. Nangong Aotian actually took a dozen steps back.
"No opponent, I'm leaving." Nangong Aotian finally regained his footing, turned around and rushed towards a hill in front.
"Hmph, is it too late to escape now?" The intermediate martial artist Wu Zun's eyes were full of contempt and he rushed towards Nangong Aotian.
Just when he was about to rush to Nangong Aotian's eyes, Nangong Aotian suddenly stopped and turned around, and then slashed the sword in his hand towards the intermediate martial artist. The speed was as fast as lightning.
This intermediate martial artist of Martial Master did not have the ability to stop as quickly as Nangong Aotian at this time. At the same time, he did not expect the trick Nangong Aotian used to lure the enemy. He suddenly felt an extremely strong pressure hitting his head, and his expression suddenly changed, and he raised his head.
He picked up the knife in his hand and rushed forward hastily.
"Not good." The senior martial artist Wu Zun seemed to be aware of the danger of the intermediate martial artist "Go and save people,"
As soon as he finished speaking, four warriors of the Martial Lord level had already rushed out from behind him. However, only one of these four was a warrior with advanced Martial Lord strength, while the remaining three were warriors with a junior level of Martial Lord.
"Bang!"
Before the four people who rushed to support Nangong Aotian rushed in front of Nangong Aotian, Nangong Aotian's sword had already struck firmly on the sword of the intermediate martial artist who hurriedly attacked. At the same time, Nangong Aotian's spiritual power condensed
The resulting heavy hammer had already hit the warrior behind the warrior, straight towards the warrior.
"Bang!"
After the two swords collided, the figure of the intermediate martial artist was shocked and fell back. An extremely strong energy from behind had already hit his lower back. At this time, Nangong Aotian's figure had already
He hurriedly flew back.
"puff!"
Just as Nangong Aotian's body retreated rapidly, the intermediate martial artist spit out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, his whole body was hit by the spiritual sledgehammer and flew out in the direction of Nangong Aotian's retreat.
"ah!!"
Seeing a companion being severely injured by the masked man in front of him, the four warriors who rushed over roared at the same time and rushed towards Nangong Aotian.
"Hmph." Nangong Aotian let out a cold sound, and the knife in his hand had disappeared. The Glimpse of Shadow movement technique had already been deployed at this time, leaving an afterimage on the spot, but he was facing behind a junior warrior of Martial Master.
Getting closer, at the same time the fighting spirit has been condensed in the left fist.
At this time, the senior martial artist of Wu Zun had already punched the afterimage left by Nangong Aotian. Following the senior warrior of Wu Zun, the other three junior warriors of Wu Zun also punched him.
This residual image is about to disappear.
"It's not good." After the senior warrior Wu Zun fired this punch, he already knew in his heart that it was not good. But at this time, he knew it was too late.
"Bang!"
A violent energy collision sound came from the side of this senior martial artist, followed by a figure that had already flown out. It was one of the three junior warriors who followed this senior warrior towards Nangong Aotian.
one.
"puff!"
The junior Wu Zun warrior who was knocked away by Nangong Aotian's punch flew into the air with a mouthful of blood protruding from his mouth. He was seriously injured when he fell to the ground, and it was difficult to get up for a while.
"Who are you, kid? You dare to block the way of our Heavenly Demon Sect. Do you not want to live anymore?" The senior warrior of Wu Zun who rushed to Nangong Aotian was already very angry at this time.
"Are you from the Heavenly Demon Sect?" Nangong Aotian suddenly showed an extremely confused expression in his eyes at this time, as if he was a little afraid of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
"Exactly." Looking at Nangong Aotian's expression of confusion and a little fear, the senior martial artist Wu Zun hesitated for a moment.
Just when he was hesitating in his heart, Nangong Aotian's figure suddenly flashed again.
At this time, what Nangong Aotian showed was the cluster of phantoms in the movement technique so close to the end of the world.
Seven identical shadows rushed towards the three Martial Lords at the same time.
Suddenly seeing so many identical figures appearing in front of them, the three Martial Lords were all stunned for a moment.
"Hmph!" The senior warrior of Wu Zun had already roared angrily, but he could not think about anything else. A powerful aura spread out from his body, and a powerful punch was already directed towards the two people who were approaching him quickly.
The shadow blasted out. At the same time, the other two junior warriors of Wu Zun also raised their fists to attack the shadow that was attacking them.
"boom!"
A huge energy impact sounded.
At the same time that the senior Wu Zun warrior heard something bad in his heart, the bodies of the two junior Wu Zun warriors around him simultaneously retreated a few meters. One of them was already a little unsteady and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
Nangong Aotian's attack this time was aimed at these two junior warriors.
The two afterimages attacking the senior warriors of Wuzun were all fake, but the figure attacking one of the junior warriors of Wuzun was Nangong Aotian's true body. At the same time, Nangong Aotian had already gathered his spiritual power and moved toward the other party.
A junior martial artist of Martial Arts attacked.
Of course, these attacks rely on the cover of the afterimage to have such effect.