When Situ Meng saw it, he was shocked and turned pale. He screamed and flew away. The sword in his hand was flying randomly. She couldn't see clearly whether Nangong Haotian's sword power was strong or not. Which way was he taking?
And Nangong Haotian's dirty hand was less than thirty centimeters away from him. Due to excessive panic, Situ Meng accidentally screamed, tripped under his feet, and fell on his back with a thud.
Situ Meng's surprise was not trivial. She knew that if she had been slower, her peaks would have been covered by dirty hands, and her honor would be at stake. Thinking of this, she rolled away quickly.
Immediately afterwards, he put his left palm on the ground and jumped up.
When she landed, she saw that Nangong Haotian had turned around and galloped seven or eight feet away. The milk-grabbing dragon's grip and sword moves just now were just feints.
When Situ Meng saw it, poisonous thoughts reappeared in his heart, and he yelled: "Nangong Haotian, stop, let me tell you, although you don't kill me, I will still kill you."
As he spoke, he suddenly rose up and rushed forward. At the same time, he took out a leather glove from the dart bag and put it on his hand.
Nangong Haotian looked back and saw that Situ Meng was wearing leather gloves. Knowing that she was going to use a poisonous hidden weapon, he thought to himself that Situ Meng was really cruel, so he had no choice but to be cruel today!
With a snort, Nangong Haotian ignored Situ Meng, and the power of chaos surged violently in his body. He used his Qing Gong to the limit, and Nangong Haotian almost turned into a ray of light and shadow, speeding forward and speeding away.
Nangong Haotian is not a good person. The reason why he tolerates Situ Meng's unreasonable troubles again and again is mainly because Situ Meng is Shangguan Xiaowan's only senior sister. If he kills her at this time, he will definitely not get Shangguan Xiaowan.
He did not want to ruin his relationship with Shangguan Xiaowan because of Situ Meng.
However, Nangong Haotian wanted to let Situ Meng go, but Situ Meng didn't necessarily want to let Nangong Haotian go. Situ Meng, who was chasing after him, angrily yelled: "Nangong Haotian, let me tell you, even if you run to the west sky, I won't let you go."
I'm going to kill you."
Nangong Haotian ignored him and continued to fly away as fast as lightning.
However, Situ Meng is also famous for his Qinggong. Nangong Haotian recalled that when he chased her to the northwest mountains at the Lotus Festival Temple last winter, he was almost thrown away by her. Although his strength has improved to a certain extent now, Situ Meng is not the same.
He's standing still.
At the moment of thinking, I heard Situ Meng behind me say angrily: "Nangong Haotian, run away. In front of you are the heroes from all walks of life in Xiangyun Temple. I told you that you were teasing me with the intention of being rude. At that time, the heroes
I will never let you go..."
Nangong Haotian's face darkened when he heard this, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart that Situ Meng was blinded by hatred. This move was too powerful. If it were like this, heroes from all walks of life would definitely attack him in groups.
First of all, it is the rules of the martial arts, and you must be polite to Kun Dao. If it were not for the prodigal Xiao Xiao, he would not be as knowledgeable as women. Secondly, Situ Meng is beautiful and gorgeous. If she is so bloody, heroes from all walks of life will definitely believe her.
What's even more terrifying is that he has already appeared in the ring, and he claims to be from Wuyishan Villa.
I would like to ask, within a hundred miles around Jiyunguan, how many people who spied on the village were imprisoned, bribed, or assassinated?
Think about it, if those people's relatives, children, wives and children encounter this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill their enemies, will they let it go?
Nangong Haotian had no doubt about the twisted and perverted justice of those so-called chivalrous Taoists, and he felt cruel in his heart: "Didn't you say that I molested you? Damn it, sooner or later I will be found guilty of this crime, and I will not be punished by so many people in vain.
The crowd rose up and attacked."
Thinking of this in his mind, Nangong Haotian didn't want to stop having a boring fight with Situ Meng, but he couldn't go back to Jiyunguan either.
So he shifted his gaze and looked around, and found that there were many sheer cliffs in the south. Nangong Haotian turned around and flew directly towards the south.
"Nangong Haotian, no matter where you go, you will always meet someone. Today, either you will die or I will die. I tell you, stop and fight to the death..." Situ Meng said bitterly.
Nangong Haotian just wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible, ignored her, and continued to gallop south. After advancing for several dozen feet, his eyes lit up, and he had reached the edge of the forest.
As soon as he came out of the edge of the forest, Nangong Haotian perked up and saw that there was a cliff four or five inches away. Although the cliff was not dangerous, it was as sharp as a cliff, with countless wild vines and silk flowers hanging on it.
While Nangong Haotian was speeding, he looked back and saw that Situ Meng, who had just chased out of the forest, was putting his left hand with a leather glove into the dart bag and grabbing a handful of things.
Upon seeing this situation, Nangong Haotian knew that Situ Meng was planning to shoot him with a poisonous hidden weapon when he forced himself under the cliff.
Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian felt that Situ Meng, a girl, must not be kept, otherwise many people would be destroyed by her delicate hands in the future. The femme fatale was really so vicious.
But when he thought that Situ Meng was Shangguan Xiaowan's senior sister, Nangong Haotian hesitated again. If he killed him, Shangguan Xiaowan would definitely not forgive him. In his mind, he had already reached the cliff.
Nangong Haotian hurriedly looked up and saw that although the cliff was steep, there was something to climb.
"Nangong Haotian, are you afraid of death? Let me tell you, only by fighting with me can you have a chance to survive." At this moment, Situ Meng, who was chasing after him angrily, wished Nangong Haotian could just stay.
Fight with it for three hundred rounds.
When Nangong Haotian heard the sound, he turned around and saw that the pretty Situ Meng had his eyes wide open and a stern look on his face. He was gritting his teeth when he spoke. Not only did he not have a trace of girlish beauty, he looked terrifying.
In the blink of an eye, without any further hesitation, he soared into the air with a long figure and flew towards the cliff. His momentum was like lightning, and the power of chaos surged to provide energy.
However, he had not risen more than six or seven feet, and Situ Meng's stern voice could be heard from beneath him: "Nangong Haotian, get down here!"
At the same time, Nangong Haotian also heard a rustling sound among the long vines hanging from the cliff.
Nangong Haotian jumped into the long silk vines hanging from the cliff, and the scenery in the distance was completely blocked. At this time, he heard the sound and lowered his head to look, and found that under his feet, a ball of flying black mist was rising upwards.
When Nangong Haotian saw this situation, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. He knew that what Situ Meng had hit was a handful of highly poisonous iron sand. Whether this thing came or not would be fatal.
Nangong Haotian felt very strange, how could a beautiful girl like Situ Meng possess such a hidden weapon?
In the midst of shock, the poisonous smoke of the iron sand had been blown aside by the mountain wind under the cliff. Fortunately, it did not rise to the crack where he stood. Nangong Haotian did not dare to neglect. The Waste Transformation Technique was almost reaching its limit, and his body was faintly...
Shining with golden light, he looks like a golden-armored war god.
Nangong Haotian lowered his head and looked again, and found that Situ Meng was taking advantage of the burst of iron sand and black smoke to fly to the foot of the cliff, and was about to fly up the cliff to catch up.
Apparently, Situ Meng didn't hit him with the first attack, so he took advantage of the moment when the iron sand fell to the ground and tried to hit him with the iron sand several feet higher. He must be sure to put himself to death and then hurry up.
Nangong Haotian looked up and saw that the cliff was dangerous. Even if he climbed up as quickly as possible, Situ Meng would chase him within the distance of the iron sand. He didn't want to use his useless god-transforming art to resist the poisonous thing, otherwise
I don’t know how he died.
Nangong Haotian was secretly anxious. Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he suddenly became wise. Taking advantage of the moment when Situ Mengfei reached the foot of the cliff, he hurriedly swung his sword and slashed at the hanging silk vine.
"Crash!" With one slash of his sword, a batch of silk vines fell down. Nangong Haotian continued to slash at them without hesitation. Because the vines were connected by knots and were extremely heavy, they fell down.
Immediately it affected other vines, and with a bang, a large piece fell down, covering Situ Meng who had just jumped up.
Situ Meng never expected that Nangong Haotian would use the vine-cutting technique to stop her. By the time he realized it, it was already too late to jump down.
Seeing the large swaths of long silk vines covering her, Situ Meng let out a loud scream of fear. The large swathes of long, knotted silk vines covered her upright, and the sound disappeared.
Nangong Haotian lowered his head and looked down, only to see Situ Meng struggling under a pile of nearly 1,000 kilograms of vines. The look of resentment in his eyes became more intense. He shook his head. Situ Meng brought this on himself, although he didn't want to see such beauty.
A woman was injured in her own hands.
But Nangong Haotian had no choice. He was determined to rescue her, but as you can imagine, once Situ Meng was rescued, the first thing she did was to return a handful of iron sand to him, and she didn't know how she died.
Fortunately, the wisteria is not a huge stone iron cylinder. With Situ Meng's strength, I expected that he would come out after struggling underneath for a while, not to mention she still holds a sword in her hand.
Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian also felt relieved, spread out his body skills, and continued to climb up the cliff.
However, Nangong Haotian ignored one thing. The long vines were still stained with a handful of highly toxic iron sand that Situ Meng had just sprinkled.
This may be heavenly retribution. Situ dreamed of harming others, but unexpectedly he harmed himself, turning a beautiful girl into a femme fatale instead of a femme fatale.
Nangong Haotian rose seven or eight feet and found a crack created by years of rain that reached the top of the cliff. He was overjoyed and climbed up along the crack.
When I reached the top of the cliff, my eyes brightened and I saw that a few hundred feet below the cliff top slope was the Guannei Street of Jiyunguan Pass. Moreover, I could still vaguely see the luxurious and towering restaurant of Yuelaixuan Inn.
Looking inside Xiangyun Temple, there are only a few people walking around, but most people have already left. We don’t know what the final result of the competition will be. Who will become the final winner?
As for the outcome of the Southeast Wulin arena, and how Baiqing and others decided, it has nothing to do with him, because he has no interest in this throne of supremacy at all, and everything is just a cloud.
Now, what Nangong Haotian is most concerned about is how to find Shangguan Mi again, and whether Shangguan Xiaowan really turned back to the northwest mountainous area out of anger. How can he explain it clearly? Will Shangguan Xiaowan believe him?