Turning his head, Nangong Haotian stared coldly at the powerful killing god, "Huh, it seems that today's battle is inevitable!" Nangong Haotian said lightly, pinned the corner of his clothes around his waist, and he began to fight seriously.
As soon as the powerful killing god waited for Nangong Haotian to stand firm with the stake, he asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do when you come here this time?"
"Is there any need to ask?" Nangong Haotian said lightly: "The boy said that night that I will definitely avenge that slap one day. It is better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Today, I will let the boy avenge the humiliation the night before.
Take revenge."
"Hahaha..." Upon hearing this, the God of Death couldn't help but smile.
Seeing this, Nangong Haotian couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and asked lightly: "I wonder why you are laughing, senior?"
The powerful killing god laughed and replied: "I laugh at you for still having the courage to speak out bravely after a defeated army."
"Haha, is it true?" Nangong Haotian raised his sword eyebrows, looked at the powerful killing god sideways, and said: "No matter what, I was defeated that day, but today, I plan to use all my strength. Senior, I will
careful."
"So, you came here with a reason this time?" The God of Powerful Killer smiled and asked.
"Hahaha..." Nangong Haotian shook his head and said, "Yes, you can say that."
The powerful killing god rolled up his torn sleeves and nodded: "Okay, I want to see if you have any other skills that you haven't used yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Meng's face was full of evil spirits and he shouted: "Master, let Meng'er deal with him."
"Oh?" Nangong Haotian smiled coldly and said, "You are worthy of fighting me."
Situ Meng's delicate face was livid, he snorted coldly and said angrily: "Nangong Haotian, let me tell you, today this place will be your burial place..."
"Meng'er, don't hurt him." But before Situ Meng finished speaking, the God of Death had already warned him.
"Hahaha...Okay, okay, very good!" Nangong Haotian smiled coldly, said a few good words, and said: "I'm not exaggerating. With Situ Meng's strength, let alone hurt me, as long as she can
If I touch the corner of my clothes, Nangong Haotian, I will immediately raise my palms and kill myself here."
The God of Death was shocked when he heard this, and he was stunned.
"Huh!" Situ Meng snorted coldly and said proudly: "As long as you can defeat me, girl, I will never experience the world and die here of old age."
"It's a good saying that I will never go through the world, and I will die here forever." Nangong Haotian snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "Is it possible that your head was caught by the rolling shutter door? If you lose, you will kill yourself with your hands, but you will still be alive if you lose.
,Isn’t this so unfair? It’s really ridiculous!”
"What do you mean?" Situ Meng looked stunned, frowned slightly, and said angrily.
"Don't say anything else!" Nangong Haotian smiled lightly and said, "Draw your sword and kill yourself."
When Situ Meng heard this, he couldn't help but become so angry that his beautiful face turned pale and his whole body trembled. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "What a cruel heart."
"Am I poisonous?" Nangong Haotian smiled coldly and said, "Compared to your Miss Situ Meng, my poison, Nangong Haotian's, is still nothing."
Situ Meng seemed to be deeply afraid that Nangong Haotian would tell him about luring Liu Qianwen into Jiuqu Valley. As he was thinking about it, before Nangong Haotian had finished speaking, he had already sternly shouted: "I'll accept my fate!"
Amidst the sharp scolding, Situ Mengfei rushed forward, a pair of jade palms, transformed into a slender palm shadow, and went directly towards Nangong Haotian's face mask.
Nangong Haotian had already boasted about Haikou, so of course he paid special attention to it, not to mention that Situ Meng didn't have much skill. Even now, he didn't dare to say that he could eat Situ Meng to death.
But when he saw Situ Meng suddenly let out a scolding, his expression immediately turned sad and stern, he suddenly changed his moves in the middle of the battle, and used the two index fingers of his right hand to gouge out Nangong Haotian's eyes.
The God of Death was shocked and said angrily: "Meng'er, stop it!"
Just as he cursed, Nangong Haotian's cloud-turning hand had already struck Situ Meng's Xuanji with lightning. There was only a soft bang, followed by Situ Meng's exclamation, and amidst the continuous kicks, Situ Meng's delicate
The body has already staggered and retreated directly towards that body.
"How is it possible..." When the powerful killing god saw it, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Meng'er, please open your mouth and breathe out."
With a cry of exclamation, his body suddenly rose up, and the powerful killing god suddenly rushed forward, reaching out to support Situ Meng who was shaking and retreating.
Just when the powerful killing god reached out to help him, Situ Mengying opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
When the powerful killing god saw it, he said in a panic: "Meng'er, don't be anxious, sit down quickly and regulate your breathing. When the blood and energy rise, spit it out. Don't swallow it."
Situ Meng's beautiful face was pale, the corners of her lips were bloody, and her whole body was shaking. She sat down while panting and gritting her teeth.
Nangong Haotian stood there blankly. He didn't know if what he did was right. Shangguan Xiaowan would be angry if he found out. But in an instant, Nangong Haotian put all this behind him. For him now, there is only
If the Buddha blocks the Buddha, he will kill the Buddha; if the God blocks the God, he will kill the God.
Moreover, judging from what he had done, Situ Meng's ruthlessness in luring Liu Qianwen into Jiuqu Valley, and the ruthless attempt to gouge out his eyes during the fight just now, it was not an exaggeration for him to do so.
"Nangong Haotian, you injured Meng'er with a slight force of your hand, but you finally showed some restraint." The God of Death took a few steps forward and said solemnly and sadly: "However, I am always a beggar and you can see that.
, you haven’t seen me for a day and two nights, and your martial arts seems to have improved again."
"Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat!" Nangong Haotian heard this and said calmly: "Young man also knows that this famous saying is not limited to reading..."
"You don't have to talk to the old beggar." The God of Death waved his hand suddenly and said impatiently: "I ask you, at five o'clock last night, did you leave the Qianzhen Villa on your own, or was someone else robbed you?
?”
At this point, Nangong Haotian naturally couldn't tell the truth. After thinking about it, he said calmly: "I only know that after leaving this place, I went to Zhesha Yutan, and then I saw my mother's tomb. When I woke up, I found that I was sleeping
In a cave."
"A cave?" asked the God of Death, "A cave somewhere?"
"I don't even know where that place is!" Nangong Haotian shook his head.
"But in Benshan District?"
"Senior is joking." Nangong Haotian touched his nose and said, "I don't even know how big this mountainous area is. How do I know if it is this mountainous area?"
"Nangong Haotian, you don't have to be evasive to my old beggar." The God of Death said coldly, "If you don't tell the truth to my old beggar, you will follow in the footsteps of Situ Meng and her father."
"Oh!" Nangong Haotian raised his eyes to look at the powerful killing god and said indifferently: "I don't understand what you mean, kid."
The powerful killing god looked solemn and said: "Let me ask you, someone has taught you some unique skills and wants you to come and seek revenge?"