The best waste god

"Boy, I don't understand what you mean." Nangong Haotian was taken aback by the question, but immediately said in confusion.

Dali Shashen smiled coldly and said: "I can see that you used the cloud-turning hand just now, and you know that your martial arts tonight have improved compared to the day before."

"Really?" Nangong Haotian shook his head and said, "Boy, I don't think it's any different from the day before yesterday."

Hearing the words, Vigorous Killing God stared at Nangong Haotian, but Nangong Haotian didn't give in at all, and the two looked at each other.

For a while, Vigorously Killing God didn't see anything in Nangong Haotian's eyes.I had to ask a little angrily: "When you fought against the old beggar the day before yesterday, why didn't you see you use the cloud-turning hand?"

"Hmph!" Nangong Haotian said without hesitation: "It was because you didn't use the vicious move of Erlong grabbing the pearl at that time."

At the end, with a disdainful tone, he glanced at Situ Meng who was adjusting his breath with his eyes closed, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.

The God of Vigorous Killing seems unwilling to talk about Situ Meng's use of the two dragons to snatch the pearl. After thinking about it, he continued to ask: "Since your martial arts have not advanced, and you did not win at that time, why are you here again tonight?"

"Whether you win or not depends on your state of mind." Nangong Haotian hurriedly said, "It can be seen that senior, your martial arts are not much higher than that of the boy, but because of the rich experience of the senior, the boy was in a hurry and his thoughts Restless, so unable to win..."

Hearing the words, Vigorous Killing God flashed sullen anger on his face, and asked, "So, you don't have anything to worry about now."

"Whether there is or not, this kid doesn't know, but what the kid can be sure of is that these things can no longer affect the kid's fighting mood!"

Haotian's face turned red when he was asked, thinking about his situation, sighed and said: "Boy, I came here tonight to verify whether my enlightenment is correct, and I don't have absolute certainty of winning. If you want to cherish For your reputation, you don't want to fight, as long as you nod, the kid will turn around and leave immediately."

"Okay!" Tie Zhanqiongshen couldn't help laughing angrily when he heard this, and said, "However, the old beggar tells you that one day you will regret it."

At this point, Dali Shashen paused, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted angrily: "Nangong Haotian, don't do it yet!"

"Senior, you'll offend me!" Nangong Haotian didn't hesitate when he heard this, and yelled loudly: "Look at the palm!"

Amidst the loud shouts, Nangong Haotian flew forward, split his palms, and slapped the face and chest of Vigorously Killing God.

The God of Vigorous Killing already knew that Nangong Haotian came with bad intentions, especially when he first came up and injured Situ Meng with his palm. At this time, he saw himself reminding him again and again that Nangong Haotian still insisted on fighting, knowing that there is no room for relaxation.

"Bang bang bang——" The two had already exchanged several moves, Vigorously Killing God is worthy of being a master of a generation, until Nangong Haotian was exhausted in his moves, he suddenly shouted "Well done", and greeted each other with both palms one after another.

After Nangong Haotian has passed for so long, he also has a deep understanding of combat. He knows that what he lacks most is this aspect, so he needs a lot of battles to help him gain a firm foothold quickly.

While thinking about it, Nangong Haotian changed his moves as soon as Vigorously Killing God made his move.

I saw both palms turned over, the shadows of the palms were like mountains, amidst the whistling wind of the palms, there was a "bang bang" sound of four palms touching each other.

Vigorously Killing God had already expected that Nangong Haotian would have a new move, and when he saw it, it was really good, he smiled coldly, and yelled loudly, using all his strength to fight back.

However, just as they touched the fourth palm, there was a "bang", and Vigorously Killed let out a muffled grunt, "Deng Teng Teng", Vigorous Killing shook his shoulders, his horse gait was unsteady, he staggered, and retreated directly behind.

Situ Meng, who had closed his eyes and withered away, opened his eyes hastily when he heard that, the Vigorous Killer was crushed to death by Nangong Haotian, his face changed drastically, and he shouted anxiously: "Master——"

Just now, the word "father" was swearing out, which affected the injuries on his body. Situ Meng couldn't help but let out a "wow" and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Hercules was holding his breath, when he heard this, he was startled, and hurriedly turned around, but because of this distraction, he sat down on the ground with a "boom".

This fall to the ground may have intensified the injury, and Vigorously Killing God also let out a "wow", and also opened his mouth to spray a blood arrow.

Situ Meng had already passed out due to the fright just now.

When Nangong Haotian saw this situation, he was stunned for a moment, he never thought that his flip palm flick and wrist shaking were so powerful, he couldn't help but muttered.

Vigorous Killing God supported the ground with one hand and stroked his chest with the other. Seeing Nangong Haotian standing there in a daze, he couldn't help panting and asked, "Nangong Haotian, why didn't you make a move?"

"Huh?" Nangong Haotian was taken aback by the question, and said, "I don't understand, what does senior want me to do?"

Vigorously Killing God desperately swallowed the blood surging in his throat, and then panted, "Come here and kill me with your heavy hands!"

"Senior was joking." Hearing this, Nangong Haotian clasped his fist slightly and said, "Boy, I have no grudges or enmity with you, why should I kill you!"

"Nangong Haotian, maybe my old beggar's idea is wrong." This time, Dali Shashen was stunned, he looked at Nangong Haotian quietly, and took a long time to catch his breath, and said: "But, it is undeniable, Your martial arts have already made astonishing progress, and you will definitely have adventures in this day and night, maybe it's not what I imagined."

Having said that, Vigorous Killing God closed his eyes, made two thuds in his throat, suppressed the surging blood, panted slightly, and continued: "However, my old beggar can tell you frankly that you must We must learn from Situ Meng's past and her father's mistakes, otherwise, we will regret it later."

Nangong Haotian frowned when he heard the words, and said in a daze, "Boy, I don't understand what you mean!"

"You will understand in the future." Hercules smiled lightly and said, "Now you can go."

Dali Shashen suddenly remembered something, and suddenly said seriously: "But you have to remember, Shangguan Xiaowan is not your enemy, your real enemy of Nangong Haotian is the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie!"

As soon as Vigorously Killing God mentioned that the ghost-faced scholar was born to Shangguan Mie, his father hated his mother, Nangong Haotian felt more resentful in his heart, and he ran to this place instead of looking for his bloody enemy, who was close at hand, to fight for strength. Ruthless, in vain for a moment of quickness.

Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian said with some annoyance: "I know, I came to the northwest mountain area this time to find the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie, a bastard."

Panting slightly, the Vigorous Killer, who was already able to control his injuries, smiled coldly and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to find him in the northwest mountainous area."

"I can't find it!" Nangong Haotian couldn't help laughing out of anger when he heard it, and said, "Even if the boy has searched all over the world, I still want to find out his heart alive, so as to comfort the spirit of my parents in heaven."