Two or three of them shouted anxiously and angrily: "Which sect are you a disciple of, and who is your master..."
Nangong Haotian glanced at them coldly, then smiled calmly and said: "I have no sect, and I don't know who the master is."
Six or seven strong men shouted angrily, "Please keep your surname and name!"
Nangong Haotian smiled coldly, with some nostalgia in his eyes, and said sadly: "Nangong Haotian from Yulin River City in the northwest, if you want to take revenge, you can only find the next person."
As soon as Nangong Haotian said the four words, the six or seven strong men who were running at the front and blocking the road were stunned.
The martial arts heroes watching from the two cliffs exclaimed, and then there was a buzz of discussion.
"He is Nangong Haotian, the one whose family was exterminated?"
"Don't say it. If he hears it, you may not want to leave today."
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. A young boy with no strength at the time could achieve such an achievement now. I really don't know what kind of adventure he encountered."
…
The surrounding discussions made Nangong Haotian frown slightly, but he didn't show anything.
After Nangong Haotian finished speaking, he stepped forward without looking at the six or seven strong men running at the front, and walked directly to the place due south along the dry creek.
At this time, the old beggar Chang Lide said loudly and angrily: "Nangong Haotian, you have nothing to do with it. You are the one who killed the third master. This gang will never let you go."
"I'll say it again, I didn't kill the God of Powerful Killer. I hadn't learned this unique skill at that time. You know better than anyone who the murderer is, and there's no need for me to say it." Nangong Haotian stopped when he heard the sound.
He turned around slowly and said indifferently: "However, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can raise it directly, and I will take care of it all. There is no need to accuse me of some unfounded charges."
After saying this, Nangong Haotian turned around, launched his Qing Kung Fu, and flew directly towards the south. He disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye, as fast as lightning.
The martial arts heroes at the bottom of the creek and on both sides of the river all silently looked in the direction where Nangong Haotian's figure disappeared. Everyone had a thought in their hearts. In the future, another rookie with terrifying martial arts skills would emerge in the martial arts world.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar, who was supported by the old beggar, had tears in his eyes and was shaking slightly. He seemed to have aged many years. He looked at the sky where Nangong Haotian disappeared, shook his head with emotion, and said: "Fortunately, he didn't know
As for my background, if he knew that I was the scholar from Tiannan whom the Demon Dragon Slayer King hated so much, I would probably have shed my blood here long ago."
The heroes watching the excitement on both sides of the Taiwan Strait have left. Today is destined to be an unforgettable day. A young man who is less than twenty years old defeated the famous Tiannan scholar, and even went in and out among hundreds of people to kill the enemy leader.
Kill and leave in style, no one dares to stop you.
The rise of a generation of young and strong men is unstoppable, and the entire world may be caused by this man to cause a bloody storm.
The members of the Longguai Gang also lifted the body of their gang leader and left.
There were only four flowerheads, two injured mighty men, and seven dejected Tiannan scholars left in the creek ditch. They looked at Nangong Haotian disappearing into the night, with unclear expressions, hatred, and sighs in their eyes.
…
At the southern foot of Wuyi Mountain, the trees are very lush and lush. In the dense forest on the top of a mountain far away from Tianjiyunguan, there are cornices and several pavilions rising in the sky, showing that there is a magnificent mansion there.
This vast mansion was built several years ago. It can be said that everyone from hundreds of miles away, as well as the knights and heroes in the martial arts world, knows that it was built by a retired official.
Ever since this magnificent and vast mansion was built, the straight avenue has been busy with traffic and visitors all day long, making people wonder what kind of big shot lives here.
A bluestone bridge was also specially built over the mountain stream a hundred feet away in front of the village, connecting the wide official road leading to Jiyunguan on the opposite side of the mountain stream.
This vast manor house, ever since that important official moved here, has been lively with music and music all day long and banquets held all night long.
However, good times do not last forever, and great joy brings sorrow. One night a few years ago, this big man and his dozens of beautiful concubines suddenly disappeared overnight.
Immediately afterwards, fewer and fewer visitors came, and finally they disappeared. Until now, there are only a few visitors, which makes people feel the desolation of human nature. This is the so-called coldness of the world.
Although the house was deserted, it was not without people walking around. There still seemed to be a pair of old servants and their strong son living in the house.
This pair of old servants is obviously a couple. The man is about seventy years old, the woman is also in her seventies, and their son is about forty years old.
The old man was dressed in cloth and his body was a little stooped, but his skills seemed to be as good as his son's. When a ferocious wild boar jumped out of the mountainside, he could stop it with just a few gestures.
The old woman was even more remarkable, with her red face and piercing eyes, and she always held a shiny black dove-head walking stick in her hand.
A strong middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a beard, and muscles all over his body. He walks with his chest and belly protruding. He has never been seen carrying a weapon.
However, anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that he has practiced Kung Fu with a golden bell.
The strong middle-aged man is the son of an old couple, which is just speculation by everyone outside. If he is not a son, who would be willing to follow an old couple so respectfully and live together as a matter of course.
Although everyone speculated like this, no one had ever heard him call the old man father and his wife mother.
However, no one has ever seen the old man and the old woman call each other wife.
In this situation, of course there are many people making random speculations, but since everyone is saying that, their relationship is sealed. This is the so-called common opinion that makes gold.
However, some curious martial arts heroes did not think so, but they did not say who had gone to spy.
Of course, some people disappeared in the arena, and no one knew why those people disappeared. No one heard that they had sealed their swords and returned home, nor that they had traveled far away.