The best waste god

The old beggar Bi Wu saw that Master Faming also stopped him, and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Master, if you miss this opportunity, you will end up in endless troubles. It is said that it is too late to see the opportunity, and it is too late to regret..."

Liu Qianwen was furious immediately, and said coldly: "Bi Wu, thanks to the fact that you are still a well-known figure in the Beggar Clan, you actually want to attack a wounded person today. From tonight onwards, the Beggar Clan with a glorious history will be ashamed because of you." ..."

Hearing Liu Qianwen's words, Bi Wu's face turned red and then pale. Looking at Nangong Haotian who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, the murderous intent flashed in his eyes. situation.

"Bi Wu, you old bastard, if you dare to do something today, the old woman will die with you no matter what!" Aunt Shan stomped the crutch in her hand and looked at Bi Wu angrily.

"Hmph, depending on you, the old beggar can kill you with one move! I advise you to get out of the way, I will only kill the little devil Nangong Haotian to avenge my ancestor!" Bi Wu's hesitant expression was covered by Aunt Shan. As soon as he drank it, everything dissipated immediately, and when he raised his head, he was completely filled with killing intent.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about the wind flashing your tongue if you talk big, come here if you have the ability, and the old woman will smash your turtle head with a stick!" Aunt Shan sneered.

"You—you old bastard, I was planning to let you go because I saw you as an old woman, but you didn't want to repay your kindness, and you even hurt people. If the old beggar doesn't get rid of your two masters and servants today, I will Don't believe me!" Bi Wu was also angry, and walked slowly towards Nangong Haotian.

"Bi Wu stupid|Fuck, it's not certain who will win the battle?" Just as Liu Qianwen drew his sword and was about to make a move, an indifferent voice sounded behind several people.

Everyone looked at the source of the voice in surprise. It turned out to be Nangong Haotian. At this moment, he had opened his eyes, and his eyes were flickering with coldness. The people around were swept by Nangong Haotian's eyes, and they felt chills all over their bodies and broke out in cold sweat.

The old beggar Bi Wu shuddered, looked behind him, and saw that the disciples of the Beggar Clan were still there, he couldn't help feeling more confident, and then looked at Nangong Haotian, his face was pale, he looked like he had suffered a serious internal injury, he deeply Feeling that the opportunity is rare, he took a step forward, and said in a low voice with the horizontal stick, "boy surnamed Nangong, what do you do?"

"Brother Nangong..."

"Brother Haotian..."

"Young Master..."

When the few people saw it, they exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly stopped him. Now he has suffered a serious internal injury. If he uses his internal force, he may suffer an incurable injury. By that time, his progress on the road of martial arts will be greatly affected. , which they do not want to see.

Nangong Haotian smiled. Although his face was pale, he still gave them a sense of peace of mind. He reached out and removed Liu Qianwen's little hand that was supporting him, raised his hand and pointed at the old beggar Bi Wu, and said indifferently: "If you If you want to die, just do it! Putting you to death is still as easy as raising your hand."

The old beggar Bi Wujiu has been in the world for a long time, and he feels that his martial arts are not bad. At this time, he saw Nangong Haotian's body shaking slightly, and his voice was lacking, and he immediately thought there was an opportunity to take advantage of it.

While thinking about it, he looked up and laughed, looked at the chivalrous people behind him, and said confidently: "It's not that I, Bi Wu, only eats sick ducks and beats dogs for leprosy. It's really you who forced me to be a beggar Make this bad move, okay, then I will forcefully make a move."

After saying the words, he stretched out both hands, waved the green bamboo stick in his right hand, and made a gesture of clearing the field, and continued: "Boy named Nangong, make a move!"

Nangong Haotian suppressed the surging energy, glanced at the high-spirited Bi Wu, and asked, "Old beggar, if you kill me, no one on my side can object, but on your side..."

Bi Wu believed that three or five face-to-face meetings could kill Nangong Haotian, so he said seriously without hesitation: "Of course, no one from my Beggar Clan backs down."

The corners of Nangong Haotian's lips were bleeding, his face was as handsome as paper, his breathing was panting, and his body was already in a mess. If it wasn't for the magic of the Trash Transformation Art, he might have passed out like the Silver Fir Swordsman by now.

Nangong Haotian took a deep breath, forced down the blood that continued to surge, smiled coldly, nodded indifferently, and said: "It's a deal, if you go back on your word, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth and let you die." The bones will be thrown into the sea forever..."

"Ah?!" When the people around heard Nangong Haotian making such a poisonous oath, they couldn't help exclaiming, and some who had a grudge with Bi Wu lowered their heads and laughed secretly. Seeing you get into trouble with this evil star, the days to come It must be hard, hehe.

After listening to Nangong Haotian's poisonous oath, Master Faming and Daoist Jingde, who stabilized the silver-shirted swordsman's blood, straightened up.Seeing the situation in the field, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

Nangong Haotian ignored the two of them and didn't care. If they wanted to use the wheel tactics, he would have to kill them.

"Amitabha, the two benefactors, you can't do it!" Seeing Nangong Haotian swaying slightly and walking towards Bi Wu who was holding a green bamboo stick, Master Faming proclaimed a Buddha's name and cupped his hands.

"It's hard to chase a four-horse!" The old beggar Bi Wu saw that Master Faming and Taoist Jingde were going to stop him, he yelled loudly, and flew forward, with the green bamboo stick in his hand, and when he saw it, he pointed at Nangong Haotian, shouting anxiously Call urgently.

Although Liu Qianwen, Wei Xiaoying, and Aunt Shan, including Lin Jinxiong and Si Yunyi, all wanted to make a move, they were afraid that if they made a move, they would mess up their positions, cause a melee, and cause a catastrophe.

Besides, they are all aware of Nangong Haotian's skills. If he is not sure of winning, I believe he will not boast about his internal injuries.

But seeing the swaying figure of Nangong Haotian, Liu Qianwen felt very uncomfortable in her heart. This taller and taller man gradually became more mature and stronger in her eyes, but what was she doing? I couldn't help, and I couldn't help but feel lost.

Nangong Haotian looked at Bi Wu with a smile on his face, his expression was calm, neither sad nor happy, and he did not dodge, allowing Bi Wu to attack.

"Be careful..." Seeing that Nangong Haotian didn't know how to dodge, Liu Qianwen and others thought he was powerless to dodge.

When Bi Wu saw that Nangong Haotian was standing there like a wooden man waiting for his own action, the corner of his mouth smiled even more. Although he didn't know what the curvature of Nangong Haotian's mouth meant, but in his heart, Nangong Haotian no longer had the strength to escape. I hit with all my strength.

"Die!" Just when Bi Wu was overjoyed and the attack landed on Nangong Haotian's head, Nangong Haotian suddenly made a sound, and at the same time his finger lightly pointed towards his face, and the Jinghong Finger, which was full of skill, had already popped out.

"Ah—" With a scream, Bi Wu's eyes bulged out, and he stared at Nangong Haotian firmly, but the dog-beating stick, which was less than ten centimeters away from Nangong Haotian's head, couldn't fall down no matter what.

With a flick of his sleeve, Nangong Haotian sent Bi Wu's body out, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"how is this possible?"

"what's the situation?"

……

The bursts of exclamation around them showed that they were not at peace now. Nangong Haotian was obviously unable to dodge Bi Wu's attack. Why was Bi Wu beaten back by Nangong Haotian in an instant?

"Cuckoo——" the crowd couldn't help swallowing, it all happened so suddenly, they were a little at a loss, except for a few top experts in the field, no one else saw clearly how Nangong Haotian did it, when did he attack it? hands-on.

"Dead!" The little beggar from the beggar gang who ran to see why Bi Wu didn't get up suddenly stepped back two steps, pointed at Bi Wu tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice.

"Ah? Dead? How is it possible that Nangong Haotian killed Bi Wu with one move?" The people around couldn't calm down anymore, even the Yinshan swordsman who had fainted seemed to hear this, and woke up. come over.

"Wow—" Just when everyone was talking, Nangong Haotian finally couldn't hold it anymore, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of arrow blood, his body became unsteady, and he seemed to faint.

Stunned, Liu Qianwen and the others saw that Nangong Haotian was about to fall to the ground, they cried out in surprise, and ran over one after another to support Nangong Haotian.

This time Nangong Haotian practiced his skills after the injury, and the damage from the power of chaos was even greater. The three battles in a row made him exhausted. He tilted his head and fainted immediately.

When Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying saw it, they couldn't help crying. Nangong Haotian had never been injured so seriously.

Hearing that little beggar's exclamation, dozens of old beggars had already rushed over, turned the old beggar Bi Wu's body over in shock, and when they took a closer look, their expressions changed drastically.

I saw the old beggar Bi Wuzi grinning his teeth and staring with his eyes open, his face was horrific, and he had already passed away for a long time, his eyes were fixedly waiting in front of him, his face full of disbelief.

Dozens of middle-aged Huazi must be in awe, and suddenly became furious, brandishing dog-beating sticks and rushing towards Nangong Haotian.

Master Fa Ming, Si Yunyi, Lin Jinxiong and others shouted loudly at the same time: "Stop!"

Dozens of beggars stopped and looked at Master Faming and Si Yunyi and others, angrily said: "The one named Nangong first killed our ancestor, and now he killed our chief helmsman along the coast of the East China Sea... ..."

Si Yunyi said in a deep voice indignantly: "Everyone in charge, you are all witnesses present, right and wrong, and at your own pace, think about it, Nangong Shaoxia is the one who was injured and vomited blood, if you still think about the reputation of your gang , you should go back and report the truth to your leader..."

"The person surnamed Nangong is your savior, of course you are partial to him..." Two of the middle-aged Huazi looked at Si Yunyi angrily, and said through gritted teeth.

Master Faming proclaimed the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha, it is not fair for you masters to say this. Although Nangong Shaoxia has Enyu Si and Lin Erzhuang as the masters, when Bi Wu masters force Nangong Shaoxia to take action , In such a critical situation, they stood firm and did not help..."