The best waste god

The Demon Dragon Slayer King chuckled twice, looked up at Nangong Haotian, waved a hand, and was about to say something, when suddenly he let out an ouch, and immediately curled up on the snow.

Nangong Haotian was the one who had been poisoned by Xuan Sha's palm. When he saw it at this moment, he looked back at Zhao Ling'er and said in a deep voice, "Miss Zhao, please bring the package of antidote!"

But the old monster Xuanling who was standing aside waiting to reap the benefits of the fisherman suddenly stopped him sharply: "No, I can't give him the medicine. It's not for him. The antidote is mine!"

Nangong Haotian sneered and said: "The medicine is in our hands, you can't control it anymore, I haven't settled with you yet, but you brought it yourself!"

"Here—" Zhao Ling'er, who had reddish cheeks and a friendly smile, had already hurried over and handed over the antidote.

The old man Xuanling gritted his teeth, knowing that if he took the antidote for the demon dragon slayer king, he would be finished, so he yelled loudly, flew forward, and shot like lightning, and grabbed the antidote bag Zhao Linger was holding. go.

"Looking for death!" Nangong Haotian snorted coldly, and the cold light flashed, cutting off the wrists of the old monster Xuanling.

The old monster Xuanling seemed to have known the power early on, when he saw Nangong Haotian's sword, he let out a snarl, flipped into the air, and flew towards two feet away at a very fast speed.

Nangong Haotian did not pursue, but looked at Zhao Linger and urged: "Give him that package of medicine!"

Zhao Ling'er was very docile and obedient, pouted, and threw the white paper bag in front of the Demon Dragon Slayer King: "Hmph, brother Haotian asked me to give it to you!"

The Demon Dragon Slayer King didn't dare to neglect at all, he stretched out a trembling withered hand to pick up the paper bag, and quickly put it into the brocade robe.

The old monster Xuanling stared at Nangong Haotian, gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "Nangong Haotian, you are so young and bullying others with your skills, it is really hateful!"

"You are not good at learning, so you don't allow others to be better than you in martial arts, what a joke!" Nangong Haotian smiled coldly, and said: "The thing that makes you hate is yet to come..."

"How are you doing?" Old Monster Xuanling took two steps back and asked worriedly.

"You have a dark heart and a vicious nature. You are not suitable for the vicious kung fu of the Xuansha Palm..." Nangong Haotian stared at the old monster Xuanling with a smile, "If you are willing to hand it over, I can consider whether to spare it or not." You die!"

"Impossible, this is a skill that this old man has cultivated, how can he teach it to others casually!" The old monster Xuanling immediately shook his head and denied it.

"Then you have to die today!" Nangong Haotian stroked the green steel sword, with murderous intent in his eyes, he had already made up his mind, no matter what, Old Monster Xuan Ling hurt Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan, so he had to die today .

Old monster Xuanling—Listen, suddenly he turned his head up and let out a burst of stern laughter!

"Laugh, laugh as much as you can, after a while, I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh if you want to." Nangong Haotian turned away the old monster Xuanling.

The old monster Xuanling has already seen that Nangong Haotian is a young man with unique knowledge. After he saw Nangong Haotian's sword cutting through the skirt of the second Wudie, he knew that there was no such thing as a strong opponent of Nangong Haotian in the world. Exaggeration.

However, if Nangong Haotian wants to kill him, he thinks it is still more difficult than ascending to the sky. Even if he cannot subdue Nangong Haotian, it is still extremely easy to get out of the body.

Hearing Nangong Haotian's words at this time, he couldn't help laughing, and after a while, the old monster Xuanling smiled and said: "Nangong Haotian, don't be arrogant when you succeed with one move, you must know that this old man is not the second most handsome man!" Feng and the second dancing butterfly!"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to use weapons, and don't let someone say that I bully the elderly in the future!" Nangong Haotian waved his hands impatiently.

"This old man wants to meet your brat!" A sneer flashed across the corner of Xuanling's mouth.

"I'm very sorry, I was fooled for the first time and I don't plan to do it for the second time, so no matter what weapon you use, I will use the sword, as the saying goes, using the sword to control inferiority, just right!" Nangong Haotian sarcastically said.

The old monster Xuanling looked up to the sky and let out a burst of laughter: "It is clear that I am afraid that the old man's Xuansha palm will be strong, but he still speaks so righteously, hmph, he is really eloquent!"

"You're wrong, if I'm afraid of your powerful Xuansha palm, I won't fight you..." Nangong Haotian shrugged and replied casually.

"Why?" Old Monster Xuanling was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help asking in confusion.

"Because you are holding a weapon in your right hand, your left palm can still hurt me with the Xuansha Palm, stupid|forceful..."

But before the words were finished, Zhao Linger stomped her little sword boots in shock, and complained anxiously: "Oh, brother Haotian is so stupid, isn't this telling him that he can fight like this!"

Although Zhao Ling'er complained that Nangong Haotian was stupid, but the old monster Xuanling was not happy when he heard it!

Because he knew that Nangong Haotian was not a fool, if he didn't have the confidence to put himself to death, Nangong Haotian would never bring it up on purpose.

"Given your prestige in the martial arts world and your reputation in the Jianghu, you are not afraid of being ridiculed by the heroes of the world with your sharp sword." The old monster Xuanling sneered a few times, and resorted to aggressive tactics.

"Your aggressive method is really mentally handicapped!" Nangong Haotian snorted coldly and said, "I am a younger generation. You are a senior master who has become famous in the last two generations. I use a sword, and you are unarmed. No shame!"

"Okay, I'll fight you with both palms!" Old Monster Xuanling sternly said angrily.

"Then be careful of your pig's feet, I don't guarantee that I will cut him off accidentally!" Nangong Haotian didn't care at all.

The old monster Xuanling knew that Nangong Haotian was not using big talk to bluff people, because just now he hadn't figured out how that move changed with the sword that Nangong Haotian cut through the skirt of the second Wudie.

Now that Nangong Haotian is determined to use the sword, knowing that this vicious life-and-death struggle is inevitable, the old monster Xuanling gritted his teeth, stomped his feet fiercely, looked at several big men in strong clothes not far away, and said sharply: "Take the sword! !"

One of the several burly men rushed over in a hurry, clasping his sword with both hands.

The old monster Xuanling reached out to take the sword angrily, gritted his teeth, his face was full of resentment, his eyes were fixed on Nangong Haotian, and he pushed forward slowly step by step, and with every step he took, his momentum was also increasing.

Nangong Haotian sneered and stood proudly. Although the sword in his hand was standing still, his momentum slowly increased. The surrounding snowflakes were forced to disperse in an instant, and there was no snow falling within ten meters of Nangong Haotian. .

"In this way, I am not honored if you win. If you lose, you will lose face..." While raising his momentum, Nangong Haotian was also angering the old monster Xuanling.

"Take your life!" The old monster Xuanling suddenly stared at him angrily, let out a howl, and raised his sword fiercely, and struck Nangong Haotian's head fiercely when he saw it!

quick!The speed was so fast that ordinary people could only see a black glow flashing by, the space seemed to be split, the earth-shattering move, just one stroke, was full of destructive energy.

Nangong Haotian looked calm on the surface, but he was extremely cautious in his heart. Seeing that the old monster Xuanling had such a powerful move, he couldn't help but frown. He was indeed a superpower from the previous two generations, even though he had consumed a lot of power , but an attack of this intensity is also unbearable for ordinary people.

But will he dodge?The answer is wrong, Nangong Haotian never thought about avoiding the power of this sword, otherwise the aura of the old monster Xuanling would increase greatly, and he would be the one who would suffer at that time, he could already feel his blood boiling up.

"Huh!" Nangong Haotian was full of fighting spirit, and he snorted coldly, his aura instantly rose to the peak, and the power of chaos in his body was also running at the fastest speed, and a rumbling sound came faintly.

It's a long story, but it happened in an instant. The old monster Xuanling pierced the space with a strike as fast as thunder and lightning. Nangong Haotian stepped sideways, and the green steel sword infused with the power of chaos emitted the most dazzling light. The golden light, he blocked it with the strongest posture.

"Ding--"

The green steel sword and the sword of the old monster Xuanling collided with each other, and the movements of the two of them also stopped. The people around and the eyes of the demon dragon slaying king were all fixed on the two horizontal swords.

The old monster Xuanling is like a meteorite from the sky, with a gloomy and extremely cold aura, while Nangong Haotian is like a golden sun, powerful and domineering. The figure also disappeared, only the sound of ding ding ding ding ding ding ding the sword body could be heard.

The world was extremely quiet, everyone held their breath, and their eyes were fixed on the two people in the field. Although they couldn't see their movements clearly, the lightning-like speed combined with the exquisite sword posture , but benefited them a lot.

Nangong Haotian and the old monster Xuanling were very fast, hitting directly from the ground to the sky. The old monster Xuanling used both swords and palms, and every blow carried the power of destruction.

Nangong Haotian didn't give in at all, he tapped his toes, and every time he was able to accurately block the Xuansha palm of the old monster Xuanling, and the Qingsteel sword in his hand, no, it can no longer be called a Qingsteel sword. Received the infusion of the most powerful supreme holy power of chaos, at this moment it seemed to turn into the strongest sword in the world, striking across the sky.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

"Bang bang bang-"

The two had fought for dozens of rounds in an instant, but the outcome was still undecided, but the Demon Slayer King who was watching the battle inadvertently frowned, and looked at Nangong Haotian with a trace of fiery eyes.

"boom--"

Nangong Haotian's foot hit the old monster Xuanling's palm all of a sudden, the power of chaos erupted, and instantly countered it back, every blow was the strongest posture, never backing down, stronger when encountering strength.

However, compared to Nangong Haotian's ease, the old monster Xuanling's face became more and more ugly. He had fought dozens of rounds with the Demon Dragon Slayer before, consuming a huge amount of energy, and now he has been fighting for so long. The strength of Nangong Haotian is a bit stronger than that of the previous Demon Slayer King, and it is even more difficult.