The best waste god

Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen, who were standing on the steps of the mountain gate, saw this scene, and were so nervous that their temples were already sweating. How could Nangong Haotian go up to seek death?Is the brain trapped by the door?

"You, you... just live with her in that big house at the bottom of the mountain?" The two of them were feeling anxious when they saw the old man in commoner clothes on the stage. , asked sharply.

Nangong Haotian frowned, and asked puzzledly: "The boy came to the stage to fight, and he was fighting for the throne, and he was looking for a high or low victory. What does this have to do with where the boy lives? Is there anyone who wants to lose his memory?" Are you not allowed to fight in the ring? A joke!!"

The old man in common clothes was stunned for a moment, he couldn't help feeling a little angry, he flicked his sleeves, and shouted: "Do you understand the rules of this competition?"

Nangong Haotian shook his head and said: "The boy only knows who has the highest martial arts, and whoever is the overlord of the southeast martial arts."

The commoner man raised his voice and asked angrily, "Do you know the meaning of the word Southeast Martial Arts?"

Nangong Haotian's heart moved, but he still couldn't find anything special about these four words, so he could only reply according to the meaning of the words: "The old hero said that only martial arts heroes who live in the southeast can come to the stage to fight for supremacy. qualifications?"

The commoner man nodded and said, "That's right, you..."

"The boy has the qualifications." Nangong Haotian said with a faint smile.

The commoner old man looked at Nangong Haotian angrily, nodded angrily and said: "Okay, your little brother is a real person who does not show his face, and secretly manipulates, this time to compete for the arena, it is really your mastermind."

Nangong Haotian knew that the commoner man had already heard that Liu Qingqing was the mastermind, so he said so.While thinking about it, he smiled lightly, "Whatever you say, I'm not the mastermind anyway."

The old man in commoner snorted, and asked sharply, "So, there's an expert behind you?"

"Since the old hero already knows who he is, why bother to ask?" Nangong Haotian put his arms around his shoulders and replied indifferently. Just watch it.

Hearing this, the old man in civilian clothes said angrily: "Hurry up and beat your little brother to the ring, so that the mastermind behind you won't come out."

Nangong Haotian agreed: "This is the wise move of the old hero."

The old man in civilian clothes yelled loudly, moved forward a few steps quickly, punched and arched, in the same way "two hammers piercing the ears", with a gust of strong wind, he struck Nangong Haotian's ears.

Nangong Haotian was startled, and mobilized the power of chaos in his body. Immediately, there was a thunderous roar, but he was the only one who could feel it. He casually threw the Nether Dragon Slayer Sword aside.

With a sneer, Nangong Haotian rushed half a step away, before the old man's fists reached, he felt inner strength sticking to his body, guessing that every move and style of the old man must be filled with powerful strength.

In view of this, Nangong Haotian hurriedly used his magic skills, turned around and stepped suddenly, in the form of "big roc spreading its wings", swung his right arm obliquely upwards, and aimed at the right wrist of the old man in civilian clothes.

The old man in commoner opened his eyes, snorted angrily, rushed forward to bully him, and pressed his left palm down towards Nangong Haotian's back with lightning.

Nangong Haotian's complexion remained unchanged, but there were a few ripples in his heart. The old man in commoner clothes is a master with extremely profound martial arts, and he can already feel it after just a few moves!

Nangong Haotian felt that when the old man in cloth slapped his left palm, there was a burst of fierce real power shot on the surface of the body shield.Fortunately, if he was replaced by other martial arts masters, he would definitely vomit blood and die on the spot.

Seeing that the commoner man was so ruthless, Nangong Haotian also cooled down, but thinking that the other party had already regarded him as a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he felt that the sudden cruelty of the other party was justifiable.

With a flash of lightning in his mind, Nangong Haotian had already fought more than four moves with the commoner man, but they were all well-behaved and not violent.

But both of them know that now they have a certain understanding of each other, and know that this time they have met a strong enemy.Every time the two of them slapped their palms, every time they folded a posture, they all consumed a lot of true energy and internal energy.

In the eyes of the two, although it was thrilling, most of the heroes who came to see the excitement under the stage found it not enjoyable.They came here to watch the fight, because they wanted to see Fei Teng jumping, shouting loudly, as fast as an eagle flying off a rabbit.

However, it wasn't until Nangong Haotian and the commoner old man made a whistling sound when punching, and the ring creaked when changing steps, that everyone knew that the old and the young on the stage had already competed with their internal strength.

The old man's moves became more and more vicious, and his fists became more and more heavy. Nangong Haotian guessed that this old man was probably the Tianxuan God who lived in seclusion near Jiyun Pass, otherwise how could he have such a powerful skill.

Thinking of Tianxuan Shenjun, Nangong Haotian immediately thought of the orders and instructions of the old devil and the dragon slaying king, all those who participated in attacking him in the past must be executed one by one.

Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian decided to use all his strength. Under such circumstances, it is impossible to stop. When the lowest score is drawn, one party must vomit blood and become disabled.

In order to minimize the injuries and disabilities of both parties, Nangong Haotian yelled loudly, and immediately accelerated his body pace. The power of chaos roared in his body, and Nangong Haotian's palms began to faintly glow golden.

"Old hero, be careful, the kid is going to do his best!" Nangong Haotian reminded.