Bimala, whose head and face were stained with feces and urine, lost all his power in an instant and could not use any of his skills.
But fortunately, the martial arts was still there. With a strange cry, he rushed straight towards Xiao Chen like a big bird. Before the people arrived, the extremely sharp wind from the palm arrived first, blowing up the clothes of Xiao Chen and others.
There is an old Chinese saying that to catch the thief first, catch the king. As long as you catch this guy, you can still control the situation.
There is an old saying in China that those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. Since Xiao Chen dares to come, he is naturally well prepared.
Seeing him pounce in the air, he didn't dodge, dodge, block, block, or even blink his eyes.
Suddenly, he saw a bright sword light criss-crossing beside him, breaking through the darkness and stabbing Bimala!
"Ouch!" Bimala was shocked in mid-air. He hurriedly closed his palms and rolled over like a bear, narrowly avoiding the sword.
"Xuanming Sword Sect Li Xuanming!" Nangong Wuhua did not see the person who used the sword, but he saw the century-old skill contained in this sword. Except for Li Xuanming, no one in the world was expected to be able to use it!
Except for Baili Qingyun who he didn't know.
Bimoluo lost the opportunity within one move, and Baili Qingyun gained the upper hand without mercy. The sword light was like lightning, covering him in an instant!
"Senior Brother, the wind is tight, it's crazy!" Nangong Wuhua shouted loudly, trying to rush over to help Bimala, but he suddenly flipped and flew out halfway. However, seeing that the situation was not good, he jumped in first... ...This is not the first time he has done this. The last time he saw the opportunity quickly, he resolutely abandoned his fellow disciples and escaped with his life.
This time I repeated the same trick, and it was still very effective. I brought my Qinggong to the extreme and flew a few streets away in an instant!
Just as he was about to stop for a breath, he suddenly saw a beautiful woman standing on the street, smiling charmingly at him.
"What the hell, Ren Tiantang?" Nangong Wuhua also recognized this person and couldn't help being shocked.
"Nangong Wuhua, you are full of evil, why don't you just surrender quickly?" Ren Tiantang raised his hand, and dozens of Nine Yin White Bone Claws grabbed him from all directions!
"A good man doesn't fight with a woman!" Nangong Wuhua wasn't afraid of her at all. He was mainly worried that the people behind him would catch up. He couldn't bear the attack from both sides. He made a decision immediately, turned around and ran away, leaving a sentence in the air, "See you later." !”
After running two streets, he suddenly felt a fierce murderous aura rushing toward him. He stopped quickly and looked intently, only to see a young man sitting on a wheelchair on the empty street, looking at him quietly.
"Who the hell is your kid?" Nangong Wuhua took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.
"My name is Tang Fan, Tang from the Tang Sect, ordinary Fan." The young man is none other than Tang Fan.
The Tang of Tangmen is extraordinary and ordinary.
"Hello, bye!" Nangong Wuhua expected that he wouldn't be able to defeat him within a few dozen moves, but he didn't dare to turn his back on him and run away. He quickly took off his coat, danced into a big windmill, and performed a transformation. , flew out upside down.
After flying out two streets, I saw another ugly dwarf blocking the way on the street. Isn't this Diao Wuchi?
"Nangong Wuhua, do you recognize the Sa family?" He is a Taoist, but he calls himself the Sa family.
"I have no grievances with your Diao brothers. Why are you stopping me?" Nangong Wuhua was worried to death. How could there be so many masters?
"You are a public enemy of the world, and everyone will kill you." Diao Wuchi smiled, "But your martial arts are too high, and I am no match for you, but I can still block you for a while, and they will come later... Hey, don’t leave, let’s talk for a while?”
Before he finished speaking, Nangong Wuhua left in advance.
He flew out two streets again... This time, the person who stopped him was a heroic young man. He didn't look like a martial arts figure from the Central Plains, but seemed to be from the northern Xinjiang ethnic group... It's so damn endless!
Needless to say, this kid doesn't seem to have that much murderous aura, and he feels relatively easy to deal with. Does he dare to stop me just by himself?
I think I, Nangong Wuhua, am not invincible, but I rarely have an opponent. I will kill you silly boy today, otherwise no one will be afraid of me in the future...
"Brother, please don't do it yet! I can't beat you even if I do..." Seeing that he was eager to try, the young man waved his hands repeatedly, pulled his neck and shouted, "Old lady, please show up quickly, this person is going to do it. Kill me!"
An old lady on a crutch slowly walked out of the street. She looked up and down at Nangong Wuhua with dim eyes, "Little Wuhua, why don't you kneel down when you see your aunt?"
"Alas...Old Mrs. Tang, you are finally out of seclusion." Nangong Wuhua sighed deeply and bowed deeply, "I, Nangong Wuhua, have never owed anyone in my life, nor have I obeyed anyone. I only owe you, Mrs. If you want your life, take it now."
"Wuhua, how did you become like this?" Mrs. Tang also sighed, "You are young when you are three years old, and you are old when you are seven years old. My old lady's eyes are dim and she can't see you now. That’s who you were back then.”
Back then, Nangong Wuhua fought with a Western Region lama. Although he killed him, he was accidentally poisoned. Old Mrs. Tang happened to pass by and saved his life.
He has not forgotten the life-saving grace.
But if she had known that he would become like this, Mrs. Tang really shouldn't have saved him in the first place.
"People change." Ren Tiantang floated over, "Old lady, don't dwell on old feelings, let him go."
"How can you be a thief, my beautiful lady?" Diao Wuchi also came quietly and said the same words as the fat man.
"Auntie, this guy..." Tang Fan also came, his sleeves fluttering, ready to go.
"This man deserves to die, but he doesn't deserve to die in our hands." Mrs. Tang said, "It's better to send him back to the Nangong family and let Nangong Weixing deal with it."
"Old lady, you might as well kill me." Nangong Wuhua smiled bitterly.
"If I had known this, why would I have done it in the first place?" Mrs. Tang popped out a pill and said, "Take it. This is the Tang Sect's locking pill. Your martial arts is too high. If not, we still wouldn't be able to control you."
"Thank you, old lady, for the reward!" Nangong Wuhua took the pill and swallowed it directly.
"I don't know how to say this." Mrs. Tang sighed, "Actually, if you had been my opponent just now, you might have killed me before they arrived. Maybe I have to thank you. ."
"That's not necessary. I owe the old lady my life. I will pay you back today. From now on, we will not owe each other anything." Nangong Wuhua said.
"Alas..." Old Mrs. Tang turned around and left in a dejected mood.
Suddenly hearing a thud, Nangong Wuhua fell to the ground, got up, and glared at Wen Huan who was secretly plotting behind him.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't want to hit you, I just wanted to test whether your skills are still there." Wen Huan chuckled.
"Hmph, if my power were still there, you would be a dead person now!" Nangong Wuhua said coldly.
"Sister Tiantang, is this person so powerful?" Wen Huan asked.
"The Nangong family is the best in martial arts in the world. He was the most outstanding disciple of the Nangong family back then. Do you think he is powerful?" Ren Tiantang said, "Together, we might be lucky enough to defeat him in one and a half moves. If he faces an enemy alone, no one can be his opponent."
