The best waste god

Nangong Haotian didn't expect this result. He stared blankly at the half-cut Nether Dragon Slaying Sword stuck on the ground. The Silver Fir Swordsman sat on the ground in a daze, motionless, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. In the sand, half of the cold iron sword was stuck in front of his body.

The sword is with the people, and the sword is dead and the people are dead! ! !Silver Fir Swordsman didn't know what to do for a while.

"Be careful!" It was a long talk, but it happened in an instant. At this time, Liu Qianwen suddenly saw Master Faming's attack coming behind Nangong Haotian, but Nangong Haotian didn't notice it, and stood there in a daze. Shocked, he blurted out a reminder.

The surrounding people also saw Master Faming's attack to prevent the two from continuing to fight. At the same time, there was a cry of exclamation. Nangong Haotian reacted instantly, barely avoiding the head of the staff on one side of his body.

But that was Master Faming's personal weapon, it was a pumpkin crutch, he dodged the head of the stick, but he had no strength to dodge the tail of the stick, only heard a bang, Nangong Haotian rushed forward a few steps, only felt My heart was so sweet that I almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Nangong Haotian suppressed the sweetness in his heart, swallowed the mouthful of blood, and took a deep look at the embarrassing Master Faming, then he tiptoed and flew out of the circle.

When Liu Qianwen and others saw it, they shouted anxiously, surrounded Nangong Haotian one after another, and checked his body to see if there were any injuries. Nangong Haotian smiled slightly and shook his head at everyone.

Now he can only pretend to be uninjured, but fortunately, the first level of the Waste Transformation Art is the body training period, and he has also cultivated the body training period to the fourth level, his own defense is amazing, otherwise As far as Master Faming's blow was concerned, he had to suffer serious injuries to himself who was exhausted.

However, after Nangong Haotian was hit by this blow, he also had some doubts in his heart. It stands to reason that the waste-to-god formula is a magic formula for cultivating gods. I can't even defend against it, so it's still called the method of cultivating the gods?

There must be some tricks in it, otherwise, even if I have cultivated the Trash God Transformation Art to the highest level, I will be just a waste god in the end, with the lowest strength. Is this really what the Trash Transformation God Art is like?

After adjusting his breath a little, he stabilized the injury in his body, then raised his head as if nothing had happened, and looked at the people around him, if any bad motives appeared on their faces, Nangong Haotian would use his star power even if he tried his best. Meteor, kill all the people here.

Seeing a golden gourd Zen rod wounding Master Faming of Nangong Haotian, He Shi declared a Buddha's name and said: "Both of you are contemporary masters of sword use and rare talents in martial arts. It's all a great loss to the martial arts world, benefactor Nangong, I was really rude just now, you were not injured, right?"

"Master is serious, I have to thank Master for being merciful, otherwise the kid wouldn't be standing here!" Nangong Haotian cleverly lifted Master Faming up a step, otherwise he would have done it in front of so many people. It is very difficult to step down, although it was an accident.

A martial arts senior actually shot and wounded a junior. If this word gets out, Master Faming's reputation will definitely be affected. If he takes this account on himself, this is something Nangong Haotian doesn't want to see .

Aunt Shan was too concerned about Shangguan Xiaowan's safety, and who was that masked woman in red just now?

While thinking about it, before Nangong Haotian could speak, he eagerly took two steps forward, and said in a deep voice: "As long as the master asks him to tell the girl's origin and surname, my young master will voluntarily let it go..."

"Impossible." The silver-clothed swordsman had just been helped up, when he heard Aunt Shan say this, although she was injured, she still yelled angrily, her face was flushed red.

Master Faming, who was about to turn his head to look at the silver-shirted swordsman, hesitated to speak, but the silver-haired swordsman didn't look at him at all, sighed and shook his head.

Seeing that the silver-clothed swordsman insisted on refusing, Aunt Shan couldn't help throwing her cane across her hand and said sharply, "No way, you won't be able to leave this place tonight."

"Haha...hahaha...hahaha, do you still want to come together, master and servant?" The silver fir swordsman laughed angrily, pointed at Aunt Shan, and said angrily, "Aunt Shan, if you dare to come, today is the day." I will spare your life even if I do my best."

Aunt Shan's face was flushed red, she stomped the crutch in her hand twice, and looked at Nangong Haotian again.

Nangong Haotian waved his hands, made a gesture of relief, then turned to Silver Fir Swordsman, and said flatly: "If you want to seek death, I will help you!"

"You—" Silver Fir Swordsman was furious for a while, but when he saw the two broken swords in his hand, he became timid again, staring at Nangong Haotian with a pair of eyes, unable to say a word for a long time, Nangong Haotian definitely has the strength to kill himself.

Nangong Haotian did not show any weakness, and looked at Yinshan Swordsman indifferently. If he dared to say one more word, he would directly go forward and kill the local people.

Daoist Jingde at the side saw that the atmosphere that had finally calmed down became tense again, hurriedly stepped forward two steps, gave Nangong Haotian a slight cock and said: "As far as I know, I would like to tell Nangong Shaoxia. "

Nangong Haotian bowed gratefully, and said, "Teacher please tell me."

"According to Pingdao's knowledge, this girl may be the most familiar with the young man's whereabouts and purpose." Daoist Jingde looked at the silver fir swordsman with an uneasy expression, and there was an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was very vague, ordinary people hard to see.

Nangong Haotian let out a cry of surprise, frowned and pondered for a while, then asked again: "What is the explanation of Taoist priest's words..."

Daoist Jingde smiled, and replied: "Pin Dao guessed based on the fact that the girl not only knew that the young man came to Langsha, but also knew that you had learned water kung fu in Brownstone Valley for nearly a month!"

Nangong Haotian frowned. He was sure that when he was learning water kung fu, even the Demon Slayer Dragon King didn't know about it. How could she know about himself? Could it be that she is a ghost?

"What else did she say?" Nangong Haotian pressed the tip of his nose and asked.

Daoist Jingde replied: "She also told Pindao and others that there is a transfer station for the Heavenly Demon Cult in this place, and many missing chivalrous men on the Dao of Chivalry are all imprisoned in this place."

Nangong Haotian looked at Wei Xiaoying suspiciously, she is the only one who is chivalrous here, although Liu Qianwen is also considered, but Liu Qianwen is his own woman, will she do things that are sorry for her?

Wei Xiaoying was taken aback by Nangong Haotian, panic flashed in her eyes, and she said uneasily: "Could it be that this ugly woman is from our Brownstone Valley?"

Master Faming asked, "Is there such an ugly woman in your residence?"

Wei Xiaoying thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "There doesn't seem to be such a person among the servants and maids..."

The silver-shirted swordsman chuckled and said suddenly: "I can tell you frankly that her clothes are all made of high-quality fabrics, so there is no way she is a servant girl."

Wei Xiaoying glared at Yinshan Swordsman, and said angrily: "Since you know her details, why didn't you tell? Or did you have some shady affair with her?"

"I said, no." The silver-clothed swordsman seemed to have become smarter, and he no longer accepted Wei Xiaoying's provocative methods, but fixed his eyes on Nangong Haotian.

Nangong Haotian looked at the Silver Fir Swordsman, and said indifferently, "Isn't the Silver Fir Swordsman?"

Silver Fir Swordsman is so angry, it turns out that Nangong Haotian has been fighting with him for so long, and even wanted to kill him, yet he still doesn't know his name.

Nangong Haotian ignored Yinshan Swordsman's murderous gaze, and looked at Master Faming again, before continuing: "Since you don't want to speak out, then I have to ask you for advice."

"You—" Silver Fir Swordsman was extremely angry, Nangong Haotian's swordsmanship was not inferior to his own, and now the sword in his hand was broken, for a swordsman, what could be more humiliating than this.

Suddenly, Silver Fir Swordsman saw Nangong Haotian's body swaying secretly, his eyes rolled, and he seemed to think of something. Could it be that Nangong Haotian was injured just now?

Silver Fir Swordsman carefully observed Nangong Haotian's face, and found that there was faint cold sweat on his forehead, and his palms were clenched from time to time, even the bones were turned white. Listening carefully, Nangong Haotian's breathing was also a little Disorder, it seems that it is really injured.

Silver Fir Swordsman was overjoyed, although he himself was also injured, but in his opinion, Nangong Haotian had just captured a ten thousand-pitched sea dragon from the sea, so the internal energy consumption was naturally greater than his own.

Moreover, the inner strength and mentality I cultivated are superior, and the recovery is naturally extremely fast. Now I have recovered about [-]% of my strength, but Nangong Haotian is not necessarily the same. Even with [-]% strength, he should be able to kill He is dead.

Thinking of this, Silver Fir Swordsman smiled coldly, let go of the person who was supporting him, and said with a sneer: "After hundreds of rounds of fighting, you still can't hurt me, and I would like to compete with you in palm technique. "

Hearing this, Nangong Haotian sneered indistinctly from the corner of his mouth, he was hooked! !Everything just now was pretended by him, the purpose is to get Silver Fir Swordsman to take the bait and fight him.

Now the power of chaos in his body has recovered nearly [-]%, which is more than enough to deal with the Silver Fir Swordsman, but it will definitely increase the damage in his body. Killing him is worth taking some damage.

"What if you lose?" Nangong Haotian frowned fiercely, seeming worried.

With the appearance of Yinshan swordsman Jian Nangong Haotian, he was even more sure that Nangong Haotian was seriously injured, and he was afraid that he would not fight him because of this.