Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

"No, stay away, I can handle it alone!" Nalan Hong said coldly.

"Hmph! A dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart! Okay, I'll just see how you, Mr. Nalan, got angry on my behalf!" Nan Haiyue understood Nalan Hong's nature, and when he said it, he was definitely shocked. There are many.

Nalan Hong held the middle of the gold-threaded coiled dragon stick with both hands, and pulled it hard to the left and right, but he didn't know what switch he pressed, and split the long stick into two, holding a short stick in each of his left and right hands, and then With a slight smile, those charming fox eyes closed, and he stood there quietly, motionless. "Brother Fu, please advise."

Fu Qichao twitched the corner of his mouth. "Arrogant boy, die!"

As he said that, he took off the wine gourd around his waist and took a sip of wine, and burst into flames from his mouth.Nalan Hong tilted his body, rubbed his feet, dodged the flames, and went straight to Fu Qichao's head with both hands waving the short stick.

Fu Qichao repeated his old trick and lowered his head to put on the previous weird mask, which suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the mask fell in place, just like the weird one just now.But when Nalan Hong got close, he didn't listen at all, but took another step forward, jumped up, and smashed the two sticks towards the open space.

Everyone saw that turning around from the dark place, a figure ran out, and this person was Fu Qichao.It turned out that Fu Qichao's trick was just to use a mask to cover up his eyes. In fact, his body had already disappeared into the darkness, deceiving everyone's eyes, but Nalan Hong closed his eyes, not caring where he was, just Hearing his voice, he can tell where he is hiding.

Fu Qichao dodged and dodged. Seeing that Nalan Hong had seen through the trick, he drew his last weapon from his waistband, it was two sharp short knives, the intersection was extremely sharp, he couldn't help but attack Nalan from left to right. Hong Lianhuan knife cut.

What Nan Haiyue watched from the side was true. This uncle is not only good at magic, but also has some skills in swords. It seems that every move and style has been taught by an expert, but it is just about real swords and guns, hand-to-hand combat , compared to Nalan Honglai is still much inferior.

Nalan Hong's fox eyes looked out of the corner of his eye, and his heart burst into laughter immediately, you old boy, playing swords and guns with Na Lanhong is tantamount to asking for death.Seeing that Nalanhong didn't want to dodge the attack of these two short knives, he used the short stick to carry it head-on, each knife saw a series of sparks on the short stick, not only did not hurt Nalan Hong, but It was the sharpening of the blades of Fu Qichao's short knives.

"Hmph...Brother Fu, it's my turn!" After finishing speaking, Nalan Hong's two short sticks slammed down like a gust of wind.

The uncle didn't pay much attention to Nalan Hong's external skills at first, seeing that Nalan Hong resisted him with a few tricks, he didn't want to lose face, so he fantasized about using his two mortal objects to resist the golden coiled dragon stick.

Only two crisp sounds of Dangdang were heard, and the two small gold-threaded coiling dragon sticks hit the dagger, shattering the dagger directly.It's not over yet, the shattering of the short knife can't dissipate the fierce force of the golden coiled dragon stick.Fu Qichao's hands were shattered and fractured by the earthquake, screaming in pain, and rolled on the ground with his hands under his crotch.

"Forgive...forgive me! Buddy...buddy...be merciful...for the sake of us being full at the same time...please!" Fu Qichao begged for mercy.