It’s Too Hard To Die

Chapter 184 Are You Confused?

"Oh? Is there anything special about this person?" All the saints and saints came to be interested, but they didn't expect saintess Zhuang to support Nangong Yunmo.

"I'm just guessing." Zhuang Shengnv smiled and didn't say much. In fact, she didn't know why, just because she had an inexplicable feeling that Nangong Yunmo would win.

"Let's wait and see." One of the saints smiled, they were obviously not optimistic about Nangong Yunmo.

"Arrogant!" The Holy Son of Xingyue Mountain couldn't hold his face when he saw his licking dog being smashed by Nangong Yunmo's fist, so he would not care about the life and death of licking dog, he cared about his own face.

"Kid, if you want to experience the feeling that life is worse than death, I can let you experience it." The Saint Son of Xingyuemen looked hideous.

Hearing the sound of "Crack!", the Holy Son of Xingyuemen was a little dizzy while covering his swollen face. He pointed at Nangong Yunmo, "You sneak attack, what kind of skill is a sneak attack?"

"Crack!" Nangong Yunmo slapped him again, "What are you pretending to be even if you can't stand my slap? This is still the Holy Son, give your place early, don't come out and throw your Xingyuemen. people."

Alas, it's too weak, Nangong Yunmo thought to himself, I thought he was so awesome, but I didn't expect that he would be crushed to death when his spiritual power was useless. Life is so boring and boring.

"You!" The holy son was a little dizzy after being beaten by Nangong Yunmo, and he couldn't see the road clearly.

"What are you? You can't speak clearly?" Nangong Yunmo scratched his face again with a big ear.

"Don't slap your face!"

"I just slapped you in the face, what can you do?" Nangong Yunmo slapped again.

The Holy Son of Xingyuemen stepped back in embarrassment with a clear voice, while Nangong Yunmo was chasing after him, picking on him in the face.

Others were dumbfounded and looked at each other in dismay. No one dared to stop Nangong Yunmo. After all, this is a ruthless man who can hang the hammer of the Holy Son of Xingyuemen. Don't mess with it.

And the disciples of Xingyuemen were so frightened when they saw that their eldest brother was beaten like this, they ran away faster than the other, and no one stepped forward to help their eldest brother.

The saints and saints on the other side were also stunned.

"I didn't expect him to be so strong, he can easily suppress the Holy Son of Xingyuemen with just his physical body.

"A saint son looked at Nangong Yunmo who was chasing the saint son of Xingyuemen and was surprised.

"His cultivation is definitely above the spirit king realm (the spirit king is the same as the eighth rank)." Saintess Zhuang's lips parted slightly, and she was also curious about the strength Nangong Yunmo showed.

There was silence. It seemed that there was another tough competitor in this competition. The first place was not easy to win.

"Stop hitting, don't hit, please don't hit." The saint child of Xingyuemen almost knelt down to Nangong Yunmo, why is this person like this? Woolen cloth?

"Begging for mercy so soon? Didn't you just say that you want me to experience the feeling that life is better than death?" Nangong Yunmo was a little surprised, he didn't use much force, why was he so impatient?

"Just kidding, just kidding." The Holy Son of Xingyuemen was very embarrassed. He really didn't expect to kick such a hard iron plate today.

"Who bullied my disciple!" There was a sound of thunder in the distance. Following this roar, several old men dressed up angrily flew towards Nangong Yunmo and Zhang Shige. Behind these old men there were people who had just escaped. Star Moon Sect disciple.

"Master!" The Holy Son of Xingyuemen quickly ran to them when he saw his master coming.

"Did I let you go?" Nangong Yunmo dragged the Xingyuemen Saint Son by the back collar and dragged him to his side.

"Let go of me, little beast, how dare you be so presumptuous when my master is here." The Saint Son of Xingyuemen struggled constantly, trying to get out of Nangong Yunmo's hands, but unfortunately the gap in strength is too great, he can move forward however he wants. Running Nangong Yunmo's body still remained motionless.

"Crack!" Nangong Yunmo scratched a big ear on the face of the Holy Son of Xingyuemen, "Be honest!".

This move really worked, and the Holy Son of Xingyuemen became honest instantly after being slapped.

"You bastard! It's too much deceiving!" The elders of Xingyuemen were so angry that they were about to breathe fire. Of course, they felt uncomfortable seeing their holy son being slapped in the face by others.

Isn't slapping the face of one's holy son in public the same as slapping their sect's face in public? You can eat shit.

"This person is a bit impetuous." Some of the saint sons and saints who watched the play expressed their evaluation of Nangong Yunmo.

Everyone nodded, that's right, everyone from the teacher's sect came, and you dared to slap him in the face in public, isn't that just killing him?

"Good courage!" Jiang Shengling and his master were also watching the play in the distance. Li Hongwen spoke highly of Nangong Yunmo, and he didn't even frown in the face of so many strong people. This is what a cultivator of my generation should have. The momentum.

"This son is really good, but to be honest, it's a bit reckless, but if he has a strong companion, I don't say anything." Jiang Shengling's master said.

"Senior brother, what should we do?" Zhang Shige asked next to Nangong Yunmo. He has now entered a state of full alert, and he can fight back at any time if there is a situation.

Without waiting for Nangong Yunmo to speak, a lazy voice came directly into the arena.

"Then what else can we do? If you want to fight, just fight." Xiao Bai and Ergou walked leisurely in the distance, just like what happened before them.

Nangong Yunmo and Zhang Shige, who heard Xiao Bai's voice, were also relieved, their thighs were coming, and they were panicking.

The attention of everyone present was attracted by Xiao Bai and others who suddenly joined.

"Isn't this person the little handsome guy that the people from the Biluo Huanzong want to hook up with?" A hot girl pointed at Xiao Bai and asked the saints and saints next to her.

"It's really him, they were originally together." A holy son said, when the female disciples of the Biluo Huanzong hooked up with Xiao Bai, they were all watching the play, but unfortunately the good play was not completed, although it was quite good-looking, But it doesn't match the development of the inner story.

"Their news is very well-informed." The old man smiled. He was thinking of helping, but their helper came.

"Master, almost all the people at the entire banquet are here, including the elders of the sects, who are also watching the show. If they come a step later, the fight is over, so it's still well-informed? Are you confused?" Jiang Shengling complained.

No one answered Jiang Shengling's words, but he felt a chill behind him.

"Ah! It's wrong, it's wrong! Master, my disciple kneels down for you! Stop fighting." The two masters and disciples started a familiar chase, but this time the old man fought a little fiercely. Jiang Shengling's clothes were all torn.

"I'll kill you, a traitor. Your master, I've only lived for a few thousand years. Now that I'm in my prime, you dare to say that I'm old and confused."

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