The best waste god

Liu Qianwen took a look and noticed that the young man's swordsmanship was quite good, so she pulled out the sword with a choke, and said anxiously, "Aunt Shan, let me teach him some tricks!"

He had just finished learning the characters, but the young man on the other side seemed to be afraid that Liu Qianwen would enter the arena first. With a soft whistle, the cold light flashed, and he flew towards Aunt Shan.

Of course, Aunt Shan also saw that the young man's swordsmanship might be better than the big man who was killed just now, but she was confident that she could handle it.

At this time, seeing that the other party flew forward and did not arrive, but the sword body had already reached first, I was shocked, I didn't dare to neglect, and rushed to meet him with a wave of my stick.

Once they fought, Aunt Shan immediately felt that it was difficult, but the opponent's young man not only moved like the wind with his sword, but also showed many strange moves, which made her feel that it was difficult to fight back.

When the second Junfeng saw it, he said bitterly, "Hu Shuhua, I want you to split her head off too!"

Hu Shuhua, the young man on the other side, changed his moves immediately. Every three or five moves, he would perform a move of "Splitting Huashan". It seemed that he really wanted to split Aunt Shan's head off.

Seeing that Hu Shuhua was so obedient, Aunt Shan, who was experienced in battle, immediately had a plan to defeat the enemy, while Second Junfeng, who was on the side, was still yelling and screaming.

Hu Shuhua, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, only wanted to split Aunt Shan into two pieces with one sword, and the power of the sword was greatly reduced!Just when Hu Shuhua yelled and changed his moves, Second Junfeng's complexion changed drastically, and he yelled, "No way!"

However, Aunt Shan, who deliberately sold a flaw, rolled on the spot, and hit Hu Shuhua's knees with the dove-headed stick in her hand like lightning!

Hu Shuhua's reaction was alert enough, as soon as he heard the second Junfeng's shout, he knew he had fallen into the trap.So, he took a deep breath.With a little snow on his toes, his figure rose into the air.

When Aunt Shan saw it, she snorted angrily, and the dove-headed stick that she swept out suddenly touched the ground, she stood upside down and volleyed in the air, kicked with both feet, and kicked Hu Shuhua's lower abdomen fiercely.

Hu Shuhua was taken aback, let out a snarl, shook his arms violently, and fell obliquely.

But he was in the air, when he was young, he couldn't be as handy as he was on the ground, although he escaped the lower abdomen, his thighs had already been kicked by the single aunt.

Immediately, there were two hisses, and with the tearing of the trousers, blood splashed out. Hu Shuhua, a third-level powerhouse of the generation, suddenly lost his chrysanthemum, and a little bit of blood spilled on the ground, forming a chrysanthemum in full bloom.

At this time, everyone saw clearly that Aunt Shan was stepping on iron bow shoes secretly, and the toe of the shoes was equipped with a sharp knife, and at this moment, a little blood was slipping from the knife.

Hu Shuhua fell to the ground and didn't dare to stay. He covered the chrysanthemum with both hands, gritted his teeth and flew back quickly.

Several big men in strong clothes nearby stretched out their hands to support Hu Shuhua, and applied medicine to bandage him one after another.

Aunt Shan succeeded in one move, but did not pursue it. This life-saving move must have consumed a lot of real strength, and her figure was already a little unstable.

Nangong Haotian looked at Hu Shuhua with a strange face and a silent mourning. The chrysanthemum exploded. It was really sensational.

Liu Qianwen looked at Aunt Shan in surprise. Because Aunt Shan's shoes were big and low, she had lived with Aunt Shan for these days, but she didn't know that Aunt Shan was wearing a pair of iron bows with sharp knives on her feet. shoe.

Zhao Ling'er was even more surprised when she saw it, thinking that she fought with Aunt Shan at Nanshan Pass just now, but fortunately she didn't press too hard, if Aunt Shan was really pressed, she would also kick her two feet on her belly or jade legs, then Got it? !

Although the second Junfeng was also in a daze, he immediately smiled coldly and said: "Opportunism and hidden tricks are nothing real. This kind of trivial skill can only be used once to save lives..."

Aunt Shan stabilized her figure, although her face turned pale for a while, she still had to be unreasonable, and said complacently, "That's not necessarily true, the old woman's chrysanthemum drop is just for popping chrysanthemums!"

The Second Junfeng suddenly turned around, pointed at another burly man with resentment, and said through gritted teeth, "You! Go..."

But as soon as the words were spoken, Zhao Linger sneered: "Hi? Second Junfeng, why are you braving the snow and drinking the cool breeze here today?"

The second Junfeng glanced at Zhao Linger unexpectedly, then immediately turned to Nangong Haotian, and said with a look of resentment: "Of course it is to compete with Nangong Haotian!"

"Yes!" Zhao Ling'er said seriously: "Nangong Haotian is here waiting for you to start, but why do you still hold on to Aunt Shan? Are you afraid..."

Second Junfeng sternly said: "I have to split this old woman in half first, so that I can get rid of the anger in my heart, and then I will be comfortable, and then I will be able to display my full strength when I fight Nangong Haotian... "

Zhao Ling'er snorted and said mockingly: "It's just a fool's dream. She has a young master who is extremely high in martial arts and is invincible in the world. Standing here to protect her, can you succeed?"

As soon as the words fell, the second Junfeng with fierce eyes and murderous expression suddenly said in a hateful voice: "Then I will kill her young master first, and then peel her skin!"

Out of the mouth of the leather word, he bent his elbow suddenly, and there was a dragon's groan, and in the cold light flashed, the sword had been drawn out of its sheath.

Nangong Haotian flicked that precious sword, with a heavy murderous aura, even the snowflakes in the sky were scattered by its invisible sword aura, and became messy. It can be seen that this sword is not an ordinary "sword" !

Zhao Ling'er looked at it with a smile and said: "If you want to become famous in one fell swoop, there is only one way to go. Unfortunately, I'm afraid it won't work!"

Second Junfeng gritted his teeth in anger, trembling all over, glared at Zhao Linger, and roared: "Tell you Zhao Linger, after I kill Nangong Haotian, I will kill you right away!"

"If you want to kill me, you should have done it long ago. From now on, you have no chance!" Zhao Ling'er smiled coldly, with her hands on her hips, refusing to give in.

"Why?" Second Junfeng snapped.

"Because you're going to die today!" Zhao Ling'er ran to Nangong Haotian's side, grabbed Nangong Haotian's arm at once, pouted and said, "I'm protected by brother Haotian now, so I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Nangong Haotian frowned upon hearing this, but didn't say anything. Liu Qianwen looked at Nangong Haotian angrily, then looked at the arm held by Zhao Linger, and immediately stamped her little feet.

Nangong Haotian couldn't help smiling, patted Zhao Linger's little head, and said, "You little girl, you actually use me as a shield, I won't help you kill someone!"

"Ah?!" Zhao Linger looked at Nangong Haotian with an innocent face, tears flashed in her big eyes, she looked pitiful, and her small breasts kept rubbing against Nangong Haotian's arms, " Do you really just ignore me? Do you have the heart for me to be killed by Second Junfeng?"

"Uh——" Nangong Haotian was helpless, and thought to himself: I didn't expect that it doesn't look big, but it actually has some goods!

The second Junfeng saw Zhao Linger grabbing Nangong Haotian's arm as if no one was watching, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, he swung the sword in his hand violently, looked at Nangong Haotian and said sharply: "Nangong Haotian, quickly draw your sword!"

"Although Miss Zhao said that you are destined to die, I have no intention of wanting you to die..." Nangong Haotian shrugged his shoulders. He had no weapons in the first place.

"Are you worthy of saying that you want me to die? Haha..." Second Junfeng became more and more furious, he couldn't help but yelled, and said sharply with a complacent expression on his face.

After leaving the word "dead", he suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a burst of laughter. After laughing sharply, he said again: "You Nangong Haotian can hurt a hair of my second handsome peak, and I will immediately raise my palm and kill myself!"

"Uh - I'm not like you, I'm not cheap, so I didn't use a sword!" Nangong Haotian said helplessly, "Could it be that you are impatient with your life, so you can't find death like this? If you really want to die, then I can do it Help one or two."

The second Junfeng was stunned by Nangong Haotian's words, and he didn't react for a while. A thin man behind him sneaked up to the second Junfeng's ear and whispered: "Master, this Nangong Haotian is I'm calling you cheap!"

"I despise your sister, your whole family is despicable, your ancestors have been despicable for eighteen generations..." Second Junfeng became angry immediately, and slapped the skinny man on the head, cursing.

The skinny man stood aside with an innocent face, like a pissed off daughter-in-law, what did he do wrong, he kindly reminded his master of Nangong Haotian's plot, and he was beaten, am I easy?

"You're cheap!" After the second Junfeng said this, he suddenly seemed to have realized something and said sharply: "Nangong Haotian, do you know that my palm technique can't beat you?"

Nangong Haotian was amused by these bastards, and said with a light smile: "The mysterious strong man is a master, and he is naturally good at both swords and swords. I didn't say that."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, frowned slightly, and continued: "However, I still have a little bit of confidence in the ability to hurt a single hair of yours, and I'm quite sure!"

The second Junfeng gave a sharp shout, swung the sword in his hand, stuck it on the ground with a beep, and fell into the field with a stride, waved to Nangong Haotian, and said angrily: "Come out!"

Nangong Haotian still stood still, and said indifferently: "We have fought each other, why do we have to choose a venue, come over and punch me, I will naturally give you a punch..."

As soon as the word palm was spoken, the second Junfeng howled sharply, flew forward, split his palms, and attacked Nangong Haotian.

When Aunt Shan, Liu Qianwen, and Zhao Linger saw each other, they all retreated two zhang away.

Nangong Haotian didn't dare to be careless from the beginning, because the second Junfeng's martial arts must be better than the God of Vigor, Tiannan Xiushi, and the silver-shirted swordsman and many others, so he dared to challenge himself!

Moreover, it is impossible for them to use the body-protecting true energy, but Nangong Haotian is still very confident in his own strength. After all, the level of cultivation is different. If a martial arts master can't beat it, what are you talking about? Protect your own woman.