Chapter 189: What is the iron village master's opinion?]
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The powerful muscles disappeared, and the commoner old man turned pale. It was obvious that the move he had just used had consumed a lot of energy, but it must be said that it was extremely powerful. At least he was considered a super strong person among the older generation.
At this moment, Nangong Haotian's body was not much better. The power of chaos was consumed in large quantities. While waves of weakness came over him, he felt faintly excited in his heart. This was the power he had dreamed of!
The Waste Transformation Technique has reached its maximum limit, and Nangong Haotian must return to its peak in the shortest time. Although the battle against the commoner old man may bring some trouble to him, and even Shangguan Mie, a cheater, may sneak attack on him, but he
I have no regrets, it was worth it to have a hearty battle!!
The Divine Art is indeed a divine art. When it provides the most powerful energy, its recovery speed is not very fast. In just a few minutes, the weakness in Nangong Haotian's body is gone, and the power of chaos slowly flows and nourishes it.
He touches his limbs, bones, muscles and bones.
Nangong Haotian felt that his strength had improved a little bit, and the battle allowed him to fully understand how powerful he was.
"Is there still another battle?!" Nangong Haotian looked at the old man in cloth with his eyes closed and asked indifferently.
"Huh..." Hearing this, the old man in civilian clothes let out a heavy breath, his eyes regained their sparkle, and his face became rosy. He laughed, looked at Nangong Haotian, and said: "We haven't decided the winner yet.
Negative, why don’t you fight?”
"Then let's fight!" Nangong Haotian laughed and rushed forward.
This time, the two did not fight so hard. Nangong Haotian also retained his strength. The old man in cloth did not have Nangong Haotian's divine skills. Although he was extremely confident, after dozens of moves, he had already shown his strength.
Not paid.
He originally thought that with his exquisite moves, even if he didn't have much internal strength, he could defeat Nangong Haotian, who was similar to him. But when he saw that every move and every move of Nangong Haotian was so wonderful, he
I know I was wrong.
All the heroes swallowed their saliva, and after destroying an arena, the two of them actually still had the strength to continue fighting. With such terrifying strength, anyone would be frightened.
Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen looked excitedly at Nangong Haotian below, with deep friendship and pride flashing in their beautiful eyes. He was their man, and he was so powerful!
The group of heroes had witnessed the earth-shattering battle before, and now they saw the two of them competing with each other, and felt that they had benefited a lot. They all held their breath and watched carefully, but they did not feel disappointed.
Nangong Haotian stepped forward and dodged the fatal palm of the old man in cloth. At the same time, his hands were like lightning, and he clamped the palm of the old man in cloth between his two fingers.
"Let me go!" The old man in common clothes suddenly failed to break free from Nangong Haotian's grasp. He was furious. He used his last bit of internal strength and broke away from Nangong Haotian's hand.
Nangong Haotian didn't care at all. He changed his steps and turned into a blurry afterimage. He violently attacked the old man in civilian clothes. His eyes were like lightning, his black hair danced wildly, and his white shirt moved automatically without wind.
"Die to me!" the commoner old man yelled, holding his palms together, a pure white energy ball appeared, then spread out and turned into countless sword energy, but most of them hit Nangong Haotian.
After such a long battle, Nangong Haotian has determined that this commoner old man has completely reached the level of an unparalleled warrior or even a peerless warrior. He can be said to be the most powerful person he has encountered in a long time.
Now that he saw his inner strength being released, he was not too surprised. He pointed his hands together and Nangong Haotian lightly tapped in front of him. Immediately, the space seemed to vibrate, and thousands of golden light spots the size of chopstick heads appeared.
"Look at this move that kid can defeat the senior!" Nangong Haotian waved his iron sleeves, and the golden light points came towards him. Each white point wiped out a sword energy. The number was just right, so not a single point was wasted.
Although they had seen previous battles, they suddenly saw such an extremely sophisticated attack. The tens of thousands of heroes watching the battle below were also stunned for a while. Few of them had seen such a battle. What kind of attack was this?
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Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen were even more surprised and covered their mouths. Just now, they all thought that Nangong Haotian was going to die because of that person's peerless attack. But now, Nangong Haotian neutralized the attack as if he was walking in a court.
They were stunned for a while, and their eyes were filled with brilliance.
Aunt Shan, who was standing in the Zuocai shed, was also stunned. Now that she thought about it, she went to Nangong Haotian just to seek death. If he hadn't been so merciful, she might have become a corpse now.
Everyone in the stands had solemn expressions on their faces. Most of them knew the identity of the commoner old man, but now that he was being suppressed and beaten by such an unknown person, they couldn't accept it.
…
When all the golden light spots and sword energy were silently extinguished, finally, the figures of Nangong Haotian and the commoner old man appeared. Nangong Haotian was seen standing, and the commoner old man clenched his withered hands and looked at him fiercely.
Nangong Haotian.
The commoner old man wanted to kill Nangong Haotian. After so many attacks, his real power was exhausted. In addition, he could not fight for a long time, and he was even more shocked and anxious.
The move just now almost consumed his last remaining inner strength, but it was blocked by the young man in front of him, and he still used such a gorgeous move. He felt that he could no longer see through the person in front of him.
Don't dare to treat him like a junior.
"Old hero, we must continue!" Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose habitually and asked with a faint smile.
"You--" The old man in common clothes was angry for a while, but when he thought about how powerful Nangong Haotian was, he was a little discouraged. He had been practicing martial arts for many years, but now he couldn't compare to a young man who was about 20 years old. This had to be said to be a kind of irony.
"If the old hero gives up, you should stop!" Nangong Haotian advised.
"You -" the commoner man's expression became fierce, and he shouted angrily: "If you want the old man to admit defeat, don't even think about it. Just wait and see!"
After he stopped talking, the old man in common clothes attacked again, but everyone obviously found that the old man in common clothes' attack was far less intense than before.
"Oh, why bother forcing this kid to be cruel?" Nangong Haotian shook his head and sighed bitterly.
Immediately after he used the newly learned moves, his figure was as light as a feather and as heavy as Mount Tai, which was dazzling and made people look down upon Nangong Haotian's figure.
The old man in common clothes was already at the end of his strength. When he saw Nangong Haotian suddenly changed his posture, he quickly gathered his energy and concentrated his energy. However, the gap between the two suddenly appeared. He was sweating on his temples, but Nangong Haotian was still calm and calm at this time.
, as fast as the wind, and as offensive as thunder.
The commoner old man was cruel and took advantage of the moment when Nangong Haotian's ribs and shoulders were exposed. He shouted loudly, widened his eyes, and struck Nangong Haotian's ribs and shoulders with his left fist.
Nangong Haotian smiled coldly, his eyes were like lightning, he turned around and shouted loudly, turned his right palm and pushed it out suddenly.
"Bang! Humph——"
There was only a loud noise, and the commoner old man grunted, and Nangong Haotian flipped out a palm like lightning, just in time to meet the commoner old man's left fist.
After the commoner man groaned, he shook his left arm and suddenly dangled in the air. His body was swaying and his expression was painful. He stepped back a few steps until he reached the edge of the ring and stood firm on the stake. His old face suddenly turned pale.
When the audience saw this, they all exclaimed in surprise. They all froze nervously. Looking at the way the old man's left arm was hanging, it seemed that the bones of his left arm were broken.
Nangong Haotian shook his head and sighed bitterly. He didn't want to be like this, but firstly, the commoner old man was making trouble for himself, and secondly, he felt that this was the only best option, at least he had eliminated an enemy for the Demon Dragon Slayer King.
Nangong Haotian took a step forward, cupped his hands and said: "The boy was unable to stop his attack in time and accidentally injured the old hero. Please don't be offended, old hero!"
The old man in commoner clothes with a pale face smiled sadly, and said with a profound smile: "Maybe from today on, I will have a stable life. This palm of your hand is not a blessing, but I have underestimated this world."
Then, the commoner old man spit out a stream of blood with a "wow" sound, raised his energy slightly, turned around and walked off the stage.
Nangong Haotian watched the old man in cloth disappear into the sea of people, opened his hand and sucked the Netherworld Dragon Sword on the ground into his hand, and then stared coldly at the heroes below.
Anyone who was stared at by Nangong Haotian, the heroes lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at them, and they all speculated about the origin of this person? He was so strong, and his strength was extremely abnormal!
Taoist Baiqing from Ziyun Temple looked excitedly and asked the audience loudly: "Which of the heroes in the audience will come to the stage to show off their unique skills and compete for the qualification of the free sect to compete with the major sects in the afternoon?"
The heroes in the audience fell silent upon hearing this, and did not react for a long time. Nangong Haotian's peerless strength and almost magical moves just now made them feel unparalleled pressure. No one present dared to compete with him!
Taoist Baiqing raised his eyes and glanced at Aunt Shan who was still standing in the corner of the colorful booth. He raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Since no one from the audience came to the stage, then let the people from Wuyi Villa..."
But before he finished speaking, a loud shout suddenly erupted from the colorful shed opposite: "Wait a minute."
The heroes were startled when they heard the sound, and turned around to look at the colorful shed on the right.
Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen were no exception. They looked over anxiously. They thought that if Nangong Haotian won the game, no one would take action again, but now it seems that there are always some people who are unwilling to accept others.
When they saw Nangong Haotian winning the competition, Liu Qianwen and Shangguan Xiaowan's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance. They wanted to throw themselves into Nangong Haotian's arms. Since ancient times, beauties love heroes, and who doesn't want their husband to be a hero?
What a cool and elegant master.
While Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen were distracted, they saw a person standing on the right colored shed. It was the leader of the Iron Gate Village who was wearing a purple satin robe and a mustache on his lips.
The leader of Tiemen Village is fat and tall, with a waist and abdomen as big as a drum. He is very skilled in martial arts, and he is confident that the throne of the Southeast martial arts overlord belongs to him.
When Taoist Baiqing saw that the person speaking was the leader of the Iron Village, he asked with a smile: "What do you think of the Master of the Iron Village?"