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"British?" Nangong Mu frowned slightly when he heard this. He is a traditional person to the core and doesn't like foreigners very much. "If you don't stay in the UK, why are you running up to my roof? ?”
"Haha!" Austin smiled faintly, "I couldn't sleep at night, so I went out for a walk, and ended up here in a daze. However, you are quite alert, and you were able to discover my presence."
"The smell of blood on your body is so strong that it would be difficult for me not to notice it. Come down and talk. It's not comfortable for me to hold my head up like this." Nangong Mu said directly.
call!
With a breeze, Austin's windbreaker unfolded and slowly floated down from the roof and into the courtyard. He stood a dozen meters in front of Nangong Mu, looking at the old man with a white beard in front of him curiously.
"Ha, you're quite young. I'm here in the middle of the night. What's the matter with you?" After seeing Austin's appearance clearly, Nangong Mu also felt a little surprised. This fair-skinned man is much younger than he thought.
Austin said, "It is said that the longer the beard of a Chinese warrior is, the higher his strength will be. It seems to be true. However, don't look at my young appearance. In terms of age, I am enough to be your grandfather."
"presumptuous!"
When Nangong Mu heard this, he immediately became angry. With great innate pressure, he pressed directly towards Austin. How dare a white-faced boy say such a thing to him?
Nangong Mu has always had a hot temper, so it was a gift to be able to talk to him softly just now. He disturbed his sleep in the middle of the night, and even made rude remarks. He really didn't know what to say.
"Ouch!"
The coercion came over, and Austin felt a hint of threat. He stretched out his arms and instinctively took a few steps back. Seeing that Nangong Mu made no further movements, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Not bad, not bad. Actually. You can make me feel scared, Whitebeard, I am very interested in you."
"Get out of here if you are wise, otherwise you will definitely not be in trouble if we take action." Nangong Mu withdrew his pressure and said coldly to Austin.
"Haha, it's been hundreds of years. No one has ever dared to speak to me in this tone. Whitebeard, you are the first!" Austin crossed his arms, not feeling scared, but grinned calmly, "Whitebeard. How about we make gestures?"
"Begging for a beating!"
Nangong Mu was like a dynamite barrel, igniting at a moment's notice. As soon as Austin finished speaking, Nangong Mu pointed out in the air. An orange-yellow sword energy sliced through the air with a hiss and hit Austin's face.
Austin never expected that Nangong Mu would take action as soon as he said it. He turned his face in a hurry, and the sword energy still left a long scar on the left side of his face.
"Say it again, get out of here, otherwise, the next sword will kill you!" Nangong Mu shouted in a deep voice.
Austin turned a deaf ear and wiped the wound on his face. The indifferent expression on his face turned ferocious, "How dare you hurt my face, Whitebeard, good on you!"
"Well?"
It was at this moment that something surprising happened to Nangong Mu. The sword wound on Austin's face healed in this moment, leaving not even a trace of scar.
Nangong Mu suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrank suddenly, pointed at Austin and said, "Are you a vampire?"
"snort!"
Austin replied to Nangong Mu with a cold snort. Obviously he was very unhappy with the name 'Vampire'. He immediately turned one hand into a claw, and his nails popped out as if they were springs. They were sharp and sharp, and he rushed towards Nangong Mu, trying to kill him.
Nangong Mu, who was stunned, caught them both to see who was stronger, the Duke of the Blood Race or the Wuzong of China.
As the wind blew on the pavement, Nangong Mu tapped his toes on the ground, and his figure quickly drifted away. With a rush of internal energy, his right palm turned into a knife, bursting out with blazing flames. With a single stroke of his hand, a flaming knife struck Austin in the head.
"Well?"
When Austin saw this, he retracted his sharp claws and stopped abruptly. He flew back a few steps, wrapped his body in the windbreaker and turned around a few times before stopping. The flaming knife barely landed at his feet and dissipated into nothing.
"You still have some skills!"
Seeing Austin dodge his move, Nangong Mu also had a strange look in his eyes. He immediately stepped forward and punched Austin in the chest.
This time, Austin did not retreat and punched Nangong Mu as well.
"Bang!"
The fists intersected, and there was a dull sound, and a circle of dust rose up where the two were standing. It surged up and spread in all directions. Both of them stepped back several steps before stopping.
One punch failed to determine the winner. Austin's strength was enough to compete with Nangong Mu. Nangong Mu already felt that his right fist was a little numb. Where he just stood, the bricks on the ground also cracked with ferocious cracks.
This was enough to show how powerful the punches from the two of them were.
"Awesome, awesome!" Austin clenched his fist and smashed his mouth. There was a deep blood in his eyes, and he looked extremely excited. Two fangs had already popped out of his mouth, "Whitebeard, indeed
Very strong. After so many years, except for those old guys in England, there has never been anyone who can take my punch so easily."
"Young pretty boy, you're not bad!" Nangong Mu put one hand on his waist and stroked his long beard with the other. In China, it can be said that anyone who can take Nangong Mu's move can take one of his hands.
Counting it all, Nangong Mu, who had not had a good fight for a long time, met a foreign master at this time, and his fighting spirit was aroused.
"choke!"
Austin rose into the air and took out a long bloody knife from nowhere. He hung it in the air, the tip of the knife pointed at Nangong Mu from afar, "Cain's Blade, five people died under this knife."
Millions of people, I wonder if you will become the 5,000,000th person."
The Blade of Cain is one of the Thirteen Sacred Weapons of the Vampire Clan. Legend has it that this knife has killed five million people. The souls of the dead are attached to the knife and become slaves of the sword. Holding the Blade of Cain is equivalent to owning five million people.
Undead warrior.
The Blade of Cain is powerful, but I don't know how much of its power Austin can display.
"What? Don't you show your weapon?" Austin stared at Nangong Mudao.
"Little monsters are not worthy of my weapon."
Nangong Mu had never heard of Cain's Blade. In his eyes, the pretty boy in front of him was a barbarian. What good thing could he have in his hands? Naturally, he despised it.
"Your tone is too loud, I don't like it very much, Whitebeard, you will pay the price for your stupidity!" Austin smiled coldly, swung his knife, and struck Nangong Mu directly in the air.
"Ouch..."
The sword energy passed by, bringing up a gust of dark wind, accompanied by the eardrum-piercing sound of ghost cries, and dozens of armored skeleton soldiers emerged from the sword energy.
The skeleton soldier held a long knife made of Yin energy in his hand, and let out ferocious roars. He raised the long knife high above his head with a fierce momentum, and slashed straight at Nangong Mu's head. The momentum was so ferocious that it made people feel frightened.
Nangong Mu couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this. From those skeleton soldiers, he could clearly feel the threat, and it was very strong. At this moment, Nangong Mu did not dare to underestimate the power of the bloody knife in Austin's hand.
"Here comes the sword!"
Nangong Mufei took a few steps back, reached back with one hand, and shouted loudly. He heard a clang in the room, and a red long sword came out and flew straight towards Nangongmu.
The fingertips were a little above the hilt of the sword, and the long sword was immediately unsheathed. Swish, swish, the sword shadow filled the sky and shot straight towards the group of skeleton soldiers.
The skeleton soldiers were like Mount Tai, overwhelming from top to bottom, and the sword shadows were overwhelming from bottom to top. When the two fought together, the sound of explosions immediately spread, and the sky burst into flames. The earth trembled, and the silent night sky was shattered by that
Broken by bursts of loud noises, the skeleton soldiers were slowly annihilated with the radiating sword energy.
Nangong Mu rose into the air, reached out with one hand, grabbed the long sword in his hand, held a few sword flowers, stood in the air, pointed the long sword diagonally, and faced Austin.
The two of them were only twenty meters apart, and they were facing each other quietly. No one made any move, but sweat was dripping from their foreheads. It was a true master's showdown, a battle of force and mental strength.
The battle that took place late at night woke everyone in the Nangong family from their sleep. Such a big movement was definitely a battle between masters. Nangong Xu and others even wore pajamas and rushed to the place where the battle took place.
