The best waste god

When Nangong Haotian heard this, he knew that he was going to announce that the arena would be over before noon, and if he waited for them to end, he would give a fart.While thinking, he took a step forward and said loudly, "Slow down!"

As soon as the words came out, the audience was shocked, and they all turned their heads after the sound, and all looked towards the mountain gate.

Qunhao was shocked. On the one hand, he was surprised that the commoner man's skill was so high, yet someone dared to challenge him on stage.

Secondly, the speaker was able to be heard by the audience amidst the din of nearly ten thousand people. This person's skill is so high, I am afraid it is rare in the world!This makes Qunhao not surprised!

It seems that today's early bird is determined to be himself! ! !

Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose speechlessly, and amidst the exclamations of Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen, he rose into the air and flew towards the high ring.

When Aunt Shan saw it, she rushed to the shed on the left where Taoist Baiqing was standing.

Qunhao saw that the beater who flew straight down on the stage was actually a white-clothed boy, and they all exclaimed. They thought that the person who came was at least an old man over half a century old. Strong internal strength and kung fu?

Even if he practiced in the womb, Nangong Haotian looks like he is only 20 years old, but he has at most 20 years of skill!But how could 20 years of skill have such power? ... All the heroes are guessing about the origin of this comer.

Baiqing, Liaoran, Yumian Xiaobazhu and others on the left and right sheds looked at each other and couldn't help being stunned. The age of the visitors seemed a bit unexpected, although the old saying goes: A hero is a boy, but this boy is not only handsome , nothing special?

According to their prior investigation and estimation, apart from Tianxuan Shenjun who lives in seclusion near Jiyun Pass, and old man Liang on the stage is an unpredictable and profound figure, no one has heard of a strong person.

At this time, a young man with profound inner strength and superb lightness kung fu suddenly appeared, who could step up to the stage from the steps of the mountain gate. This was indeed a big surprise to them.

Everyone looked at each other, and none of them could tell the origin of the young man who flew onto the stage. They immediately looked at each other and smiled wryly. It seemed that this time it was really difficult.

Nangong Haotian's purpose was to attract Shangguan Mie, he had no intention of fighting at all, let alone any martial arts overlord.

So when he stepped into the arena, he smiled and clasped his fists towards the old man and said: "Old hero, Wansheng is here to accompany you to do a few tricks. If the boy loses, please be merciful to the old hero."

Seeing that Nangong Haotian was so polite, the old man in common clothes smiled kindly and said: "There are nearly ten thousand heroes in the audience, all of whom are afraid of the old man's skill and dare not go on stage, but brother, you dare to come up, you must be confident that your martial arts are much better than the old man .”

Nangong Haotian shook his head, smiled and said humbly: "The old hero speaks too seriously. He didn't want to win when he was born late. He just wanted to accompany the old hero to do a few tricks to make up for three consecutive victories."

The commoner man snorted, and asked curiously: "So, the throne of the southeast martial arts overlord doesn't hold any attraction for you anymore."

"If Wansheng is lucky enough to win against the old hero, of course he will sit on the throne of the southeast martial arts overlord." Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile.

The commoner man smiled and nodded, "Okay, since you are aiming to be the hegemon, then please tell me who is your master, where is Xianxiang, and which sect and guild you belong to now."

"To tell the truth from the old hero, Wansheng lost his memories of the past only a month ago. Until now, not only does he not know who his master is, he even doesn't know his own name." Asked, said it without hesitation.

The old man in common clothes changed his face when he heard it, and suddenly became angry, and asked in a deep voice: "Is your little brother deliberately teasing the old man?"

"Please forgive me, the old hero, and tell the truth later." Nangong Haotian leaned forward.

Seeing Nangong Haotian being respectful and sincere, the old man in commoner's face softened a little, and asked in a deep voice, "Where does my brother live now? Who are there in the family?"

Nangong Haotian frowned, and was about to say something, when nearly ten thousand heroes in the audience suddenly let out an exclamation.

The heroes who heard the exclamation turned their heads one after another, and followed the sound to look at the left color shed. Nangong Haotian also subconsciously turned his head to look at the left color shed.

At a glance, Aunt Shan, who had squeezed through many crowds, was flying up to the left canopy, walking towards Taoist Baiqing anxiously.

Nangong Haotian was furious, knowing that Aunt Shan was going to ask Taoist Baiqing to stop him from going on stage, he was thinking about it, and he raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Aunt Shan, if you dare to sabotage my competition, I will kill you immediately .”

Hearing this arrogant tone, Qunhao subconsciously exclaimed, collectively petrified! ! !

The word "Aunt Shan" is only known by dozens of people in the Southeastern Headquarters. Although the outside world has seen Aunt Shan blatantly go in and out of the mysterious manor, no one knows her name.

At this time, seeing Nangong Haotian sternly scolding this scary old woman in front of thousands of people, this young man who came to the stage to fight must be the owner of the terrifying and mysterious moon courtyard up.

In particular, when seeing Aunt Shan who was going up to the canopy, her footsteps flustered, and she hurriedly said yes respectfully to Nangong Haotian, Qunhao confirmed her thoughts even more.