"Look at how cowardly you look. I don't know how much evil our ancestors lost to give birth to such a bastard like you!"
The young man began to curse at his mother again, attracting all the attention of the shoehorned man.
"Dongmen Chuixue, shut up!"
The shoehorned man said angrily, raising his fist to beat him up.
"So your boy's name is Dongmen Chuixue." Nie Yuan said secretly.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a huge sword wrapped in black thunder came through the air and pointed directly at Shoehorn's face and head.
The shoehorned man suddenly heard a sound breaking through the air behind him, turned his head sharply, and slapped the flying Tian Wen away.
"who!"
The shoehorned policeman looked around.
"Your uncle!"
Suddenly, Nie Yuan shouted violently, rushed out from the front, and struck the shoehorned man with a dragon punch.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
The shoehorned man snorted coldly, also clenched his fist and headed towards Nie Yuan.
boom!
The two fists collided, making a huge roar.
The powerful air wave sent Nie Yuan flying backwards for several meters before he staggered to his feet.
"How dare you attack me even though you are a trivial person?"
The shoehorned man laughed and stared at Nie Yuan.
I thought he was a powerful person, but he turned out to be a rookie.
Nie Yuan also stared at the shoehorned man with a smirk on his face.
The shoehorned man suddenly felt bad.
"Then I'll give you a big one!"
Suddenly, the sound of Dongmen Chuixue sounded behind him, and he pulled out a huge mace from somewhere, aimed at his head, and smashed it down.
It turned out that Nie Yuan's surprise earlier was not to hurt the shoehorn man, but to secretly release a sword energy to untie Dongmen Chuixue's rice dumpling skin.
"What!"
The shoehorned man was shocked, but it was too late to dodge.
boom!
A mallet hit him hard, and he flew backwards for a long way before he could stand still.
I think it should be sour and refreshing.
"Damn it!"
The shoehorned man was furious, wielding his majestic spiritual power with both hands, and rushed towards the two of them.
"What?" Dongmen Chuixue turned his gaze to Nie Yuan.
"Dry!"
Nie Yuan picked up Tian Wen who had thrown it aside and rushed forward to kill him.
"Brother piss."
Higashikata Fukiro laughed and rushed forward with his huge mace.
The majestic spiritual power surged in the air, and the figure of the shoehorned man instantly approached the two of them.
There was fierceness and determination on his face, and he obviously wanted to kill the two of them with one blow.
Nie Yuan and Dongmen Chuixue looked at each other and stepped forward at the same time.
The mace in Dongmen Chuixue's hand made a fierce sound and rushed straight at the shoehorned man. Nie Yuan, on the other hand, held Tianwen tightly, protected his whole body with his majestic spiritual power, and faced the shoehorned man.
Zheng!
The shoehorned man held his hands like an eagle and firmly caught the two attacks.
"Little tricks!"
The shoehorned man sneered. He still wanted to kill himself after such a level of attack? It’s just a ridiculous dream!
"What about this one?"
Black thunder and lightning suddenly appeared and followed Tianwen to attack him suddenly.
ah!
The shoehorned man screamed, covering his shoulders and taking a few steps back to distance himself from Nie Yuan.
Dongmen Chuixue also looked at Nie Yuan with shocked eyes.
At this moment, he discovered that Nie Yuan was at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, but what shocked him even more was that this kid seemed to be stronger than himself, who was at the seventh level of the Soul Nascent Realm.
"Who are you? I have no enmity with you. Why do you want to ruin my good deeds?"
The shoehorned man stared at Nie Yuan, and his tone was no longer as tyrannical as before.
This boy is weird. He is obviously only at the Qi Condensation Realm, but he has such terrifying strength. Dongmen Chuixue is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It took a lot of effort to catch him, otherwise he would not be tied up like that. strict.
Put these two little beasts together, even if he has a high level of cultivation, he would be a little unbearable.
"It has only been a few days and I have completely forgotten about this young master. It is true that noble people often forget things. If it were not for fate, I would have confessed that day." Nie Yuan smiled disdainfully, his eyes full of coldness.
Dongmen Chuixue, who was on the side, looked at Nie Yuan and then at the shoehorned man. They knew each other and seemed to have a grudge.
So, Dongmen Chuixue shouted loudly: "I can't blame you for being ugly, but I have to blame you for being so ruthless. It's really a shame for your family to be like this."
Nie Yuan looked sideways at Dongmen Chuixue.
This scolding tone, coupled with this action, makes him look so much like an old friend of his.
"You?!" After the shoehorned man recognized Nie Yuan, his pupils tightened and he said in disbelief: "You are not dead, how is it possible?"
No wonder he looked so familiar, it turned out to be Nie Yuan, the number one genius in Muluo City who was killed a few days ago.
"If the King of Hell doesn't accept it, let me come back and kill you." Nie Yuan responded, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"On you?" The shoehorned man snorted, "Since I didn't die last time, I'll kill you again."
Now that we know who the other party is, it is useless to beg for mercy and we can only fight to the death.
"Come die!"
The shoehorned man's arm trembled slightly, and a killing sword appeared in his hand.
The sword shook, and several rays of sword light shot toward Nie Yuan.
Nie Yuan waved his hand to Tianwen, and several sword beams were blocked one after another.
Not to be outdone, Dongmen Chuixue picked up the mace and rushed forward to avenge the kidnapping.
"Suffer death!"
The shoehorned man shouted violently, and the killing sword in his hand suddenly became extremely terrifying, and a sense of murder spread.
The two of them suddenly felt a chill, and something bad arose in their hearts.
"No, stay away!"
While he was talking, the shoehorned man was already in front of him, and two sword auras came suddenly.
Nie Yuan was the first to discover it and relied on You Zongbu's strange movement skills to avoid the critical point.
But Dongmen Chuixue was not so lucky, and a deep cut was opened on her chest that showed the bone.
"Boy, I'll send you on your way first!"
Seeing that Dongmen Chuixue was injured, the man with the shoehorn laughed slyly and swung out his sword, hitting his neck.
"careful!"
Nie Yuan wanted to step forward to block the attack.
But the shoehorn man was so fast that Nie Yuan was too late.
If this sword hits, Chuixue from the east gate will die.
"You want to kill me? Where do you get the confidence?"
Just before the sword blade was about to touch Dongmen Chuixue's neck, a white light suddenly burst out from his body, enveloping the billowing sword energy, and killed the shoehorned man.
"What……"
It was so close to the face and wide open that the shoehorned man couldn't dodge, and Banban received the blow directly.
boom!
The shoehorned man flew backwards several meters away, and did not stabilize until he broke an ancient tree.
"How can the body carry sword energy..."
The shoehorned man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He withstood this blow head-on, and it was false that he was not injured, and it was not an ordinary injury.
Even Nie Yuan on the side was shocked. He thought Dongmen Chuixue would die, but he didn't expect to be able to pull off such a big move.
Mengxian looked at Dongmen Chuixue with great interest. Such methods...
"If it weren't for the lack of preparation, you would have gone down to report this blow." Dongmen Chuixue said, covering the wound.
"Awesome brother, can we fight again?" Nie Yuan asked.
"Staying strong."
As he said that, Dongmen Chuixue swallowed an elixir. The wound, which was deep enough to the bone, stopped bleeding and formed a scab that was visible to the naked eye.
"Keep doing it!"
Dongmen Chuixue picked up the giant mace and wiped it with his sleeves.
"Good life."
Nie Yuan echoed, followed suit, breathed a sigh of relief, and polished his hair.
