Nangong Wuming heard Nangong Xiaoyao's words clearly this time. After being stunned for a moment, he said coldly: "This is your attitude towards me... For a woman, at this critical moment of life and death, not only did you not help me, you also...
"
Before Nangong Wuming finished speaking, Nangong Xiaoyao had already shouted and charged forward with his sword raised.
"Unfaithful! Unfilial! Unkind! Unjust! You are not my eldest brother!" Nangong Xiaoyao stabbed Nangong Wuming's vital point with all his moves. "How could you do this...Have you forgotten how your father taught us?...
...How could you commit rebellion...How could you plot against Wu Ling for power and status...How could you kill the Feng family and Wu Ling all in order to please Xuanyuan Hongjiang...Why could you
For all that, killing so many people...why why..."
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The only son is dead, and now his brother is attacking him for a woman who has been dead for more than ten years...Nangong Wuming's heart is not only angry, but also angry! When Nangong Xiaoyao shouted, 'You are not my brother!'
Wu Ming also made a killing move against Nangong Xiaoyao.
It was a little unstable, but Nangong Xiaoyao still caught Nangong Wuming's killing move.
Just when the two brothers were competing with each other for internal strength, Xuanyuan Aotian raised his hand and slashed his sword, and half of Nangong Wuming's arm rolled to the ground with blood mixed with it.
Nangong Wuming held his bloody arm, glared at Xuanyuan Aotian, and said: "It's despicable to hurt people from behind!"
Xuanyuan Aotian said coldly: "I have done a lot of shameful things, including this one! For example, the death of Xuanyuan Hongjiang, the spies you put in the palace, and Nangong Qing
Yue, the death of Nangong Qingsu..."
Ye Xue smiled and said: "There is also Nangong Qingfeng, who was in Mizong Mountain five years ago..."
Xuanyuan Aotian looked at Ye Xue and said with a smile: "Yes, Nangong Qingfeng is also included!"
"Feng'er...were you the one who killed him?" Nangong Wuming pointed at Xuanyuan Aotian, his whole body trembling with anger, "Feng'er...he was also killed by you?"
Xuanyuan Aotian nodded noncommittally.
"I'll kill you!" Nangong Wuming was really crazy now. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were wild as he rushed towards Xuanyuan Aotian.
Xuanyuan Aotian said: "Well done!"
Nangong Wuming and Xuanyuan Aotian faced each other again. Either with fists, feet, or swords... and even everything around them was used as a weapon, and they attacked each other with the intention of killing each other.
Dazzling moves, fierce and overbearing sword energy, overflowing with murderous intent... This battle between the two, in which no one could intervene, ended with Xuanyuan Aotian's victory.
Nangong Wuming is indeed a master, but he is not as qualified as Xuanyuan Aotian. Not only is Xuanyuan Aotian very qualified, he also expanded his tendons to a perfect state when he repaired his Dantian. Recently, Ye Xue is not afraid of Xuanyuan Aotian either.
Doubt her, the spiritual spring water and the spiritual fruit produced by the space for Xuanyuan Aotian have never been cut off.
Xuanyuan Aotian defeated Nangong Wuming. In Su Guogong's view... No, to Su Guogong, that was so unbelievable, but to Ye Xue, it was only natural.
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The black long sword swiped across Nangong Wuming's neck, and red blood beads slipped from the sword, creating the Pluto Sword, which was as flawless as the night, and brought a perfect end to the blood on the ground.