Continuous sounds came out, and the blood-colored silver fork in the sky turned into an illusion, and it was covered with cracks. With the last move, Nangong Haotian won!

Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, seemed to accept his fate and closed his eyes quietly. He knew that if he lost, he would definitely be hit like Nangong Haotian before, but now, a hit would really kill someone.

If so, he is dead.

"boom--"

The blood-colored silver fork finally broke open, and the two silver forks inside fell dimly, falling next to the deadly ghost Hu Mo. They had lost their luster and turned into mortal objects.

However, the much illusory golden giant sword still retained its power, rumbling and slashing towards the life-destroying ghost Hu Mo. The victory of this battle was decided. The life-destroying ghost Hu Mo was waiting for his death. When it was time to die, he discovered instead,

I don't seem to be that afraid of death.

"President!"

The people of the Shuangcha Society shouted in despair, but the golden giant sword was not something they could resist. In just a short moment, it appeared ten meters above the head of the deadly ghost Hu Mo, and the strong pressure had already wiped out his white beard.

It's all messed up.

"Wake it up for me!"

Just when everyone was despairing, a loud shout interrupted their thoughts. Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen and others, as well as the people from the Shuangcha Society, were stunned.

Because the voice was not someone else, but Nangong Haotian who was fighting. At this moment, his face was a little flushed, and strands of chaotic power surged into the star, trying to control it to stop.

If Nangong Haotian was still at his strongest, it would be easy to do this, but now he only has a little power of chaos in his body, and he can't do all this at all.

"That's it!" Nangong Haotian sighed, and with a wave of his hand, the last bit of chaos power poured in. Xingyun was moved forward several hundred meters, and fell onto the stronghold of the Shuangcha Association.

"Rumble, rumble—"

"Crash, la, la, la-"

Smoke and dust were everywhere, houses collapsed, and city walls were shattered. The centuries-old Shuangcha Guild was completely destroyed by the power of this sword.

"No more..." the people from the Shuangcha Society murmured.

After doing all this, Nangong Haotian sat down cross-legged, minding his own business, and started to recover using the Magic of Transforming Waste into Gods slowly.

At this moment, after a great battle, he has completely mastered his own strength, and has even stabilized at the early stage of the sixth level of the body training stage. Needless to say, his combat power has increased several times.

With a sinking heart, Nangong Haotian saw the Divine Source Crystal in his Dantian. He saw a dim six-clawed golden dragon circling above it. There were six small stars in the Divine Source Crystal, which looked full of mystery.

Looking at the meridians again, I saw that all the tendons have been widened several times and become tougher, and the bones, cells, and muscles have been strengthened several times.

At the same time, what surprised Nangong Haotian the most was the newly opened tendons. He had never discovered them before. After being opened, his recovery ability has more than doubled, and there is no sense of sluggishness during operation.

.

At this time, most of the tendons and veins in Nangong Haotian's body were opened, and many acupuncture points were connected together. The whole body was filled with a Tao charm, and it seemed that there was a huge treasure waiting for him to excavate.

In this way, Nangong Haotian restored the power of chaos in his body while inspecting.

…

Shangguan Xiaowan and others saw Nangong Haotian sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breathing, and hurriedly led everyone to his side. After a period of rest, most of them regained their fighting strength.

Seeing that Nangong Haotian was fine, Shangguan Xiaowan looked at the middle-aged hall master who was standing there helpless and anxious, and said in a deep voice: "If you are a powerful hall master, you can order some brothers to come over and rescue these injured people."

Someone carried it over and bandaged it and applied medicine."

After being intimidated by Nangong Haotian, they naturally did not dare to disobey.

The middle-aged hall leader quickly calmed down, looked at the hundreds of minions dozens of feet away from the Shuangcha Club, and yelled a few dialects. As soon as the shouts ended, dozens of people put down their steel forks and rushed over.

.

Dozens of people rushed over to take a look. Most of them had lost too much blood and fainted. Few of them could be revived by applying medicine, but they still hurriedly carried them away.

At this time, in a scene stained with blood and stained with red stone, only the middle-aged hall master and the deadly ghost Cha Humo who was adjusting his breath were left in the Shuangcha Society.

Shangguan Xiaowan hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of ​​rushing up and killing the man with a sword. Regardless of whether it was bright or not, since Nangong Haotian let him go, he naturally had his reasons. If he was interfering with someone,

Feet, I'm afraid Nangong Haotian is angry.

The middle-aged hall master followed Shangguan Xiaowan's gaze and glanced at the Deadly Ghost Cha, and said hurriedly: "Liu Zhengyang, I am the master of the punishment hall of the Shuangcha Society. If you have any questions, please ask the six of you."

Ask questions."

"We need to know where Thin Liuxian and Fat Maitreya are now?" Shangguan Xiaowan asked.

"Skinny Liuxian has never come to Tianshan, and we have never seen Fat Maitreya."

Although Shangguan Xiaowan and others had already speculated like this, and even thought about it, they still couldn't help but feel disappointed for a while after hearing Liu Zhengyang's words!

"Didn't Hong Feihu just say that he was the only one who knew the whereabouts of Master Tianwai and where Slim Liuxian and others are now?" Liu Qianwen couldn't help but ask.

"I think those were the angry words he said!" Liu Zhengyang looked at the red flying tiger that had turned into a pile of ice cubes. A chill arose that made him shiver. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to

Look again.

"Angry words, you mean..." Shangguan Xiaowan said in confusion.

"Our old leader did receive a letter from Thousand Willow Fairy. The letter also mentioned that a senior martial arts master, Master Tianwai, was kidnapped by them. Because they were alone, they had no way to deal with a young man named Nangong Haotian.

I am a rookie, so I came to join our association..."

"What did Gui Longtou say at that time?" Gu Gutou asked with concern.

"Since the letter says that Master Tianwai is the master of Nangong Haotian, and Nangong Haotian possesses a secret book of unparalleled knowledge, only by using Master Tianwai as a hostage can we blackmail Nangong Haotian into handing over the secret book!"

"These are all imagined by Thousand Liuxian alone. In fact, there is no such thing at all. Now you can't hear the reason clearly. Besides, we don't have so much time and mood. Now let's ask you the last question..." Shangguan Xiao

Wan corrected.

"Girl, if you have anything to say, please ask me."

"Since that letter, what news have you received from Thousand Willow Immortals?"

"There's no news, and I haven't seen Thin Willow Fairy coming either!" Liu Zhengyang shook his head without hesitation.

After saying this, the six of them, Shangguan Xiaowan and others, let out a light ooh and looked at each other.

Shangguan Xiaowan felt that Thin Willow Fairy and Fat Maitreya did not come to Tianshan at all. It was very likely that, as Second Wudie said, Thin Willow Fairy had been killed by the Demon Dragon Slayer King on his way here.

However, Aunt Shan suddenly looked at Liu Zhengyang and asked with concern: "Where will they go if the Thin Liu Fairy doesn't come to your Shuangcha Meeting?"

Liu Zhengyang shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know about this."

"Where do you think they might have gone?" Aunt Shan said angrily.

Liu Zhengyang said without hesitation: "I went to the Tianshan Sect!"

Shangguan Xiaowan and others were shocked when they heard this, and asked in unison: "Why are they going to the Tianshan Sect?"

"Because in the entire Tianshan Mountains, apart from the Shuangcha Society, the Tianshan Sect is the strongest, and Shou Liuxian also has friendships and contacts with several Taoist priests there..."

Liu Qianwen said: "So when Hong Feihu said just now that he is the only one who knows the whereabouts of Shou Liuxian and others, is he referring to the Tianshan Sect?"

Liu Zhengyang slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know this clearly!"

Shangguan Xiaowan knew that she would not be able to get anything out of her if she continued to ask, so she said harmoniously: "Hall Master Liu, thank you for your advice. You can go back now!"

Liu Zhengyang clasped his fists in response. He said we would meet later, turned around and ran forward quickly, not daring to mention the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo!

And Hall Master Liu had just galloped seven or eight feet away when Krisam was already running over.

Upon seeing this, Shangguan Xiaowan said harmoniously: "Chief Deacon, you all can go back."

Krisam asked with some embarrassment: "What are the seven of you planning to do to go to Tianshan to rescue our old gang leader and the young lady, so that the little one can repay the old lady!"

"Leave early tomorrow morning!"

Krisam said cheerfully: "Young one, please stay with our old lady and wait for the safe return of my old gang leader and young lady!"

Shangguan Xiaowan nodded, and then Krisam left with everyone. Apart from two endless piles of blood and corpses, there was nothing else.

Shangguan Xiaowan and others saw that Nangong Haotian would not recover in a short time, so they sat around him and began to adjust their breath and meditate.

…

About an hour later, Nangong Haotian opened his eyes first, and a golden light came out of his eyes, which lingered for a long time. Then he exhaled another breath, and his face suddenly became crystal clear.

Nangong Haotian stood up and found that Shangguan Xiaowan and others were still regulating their breathing. Seeing that their wounds had not been bandaged, he treated them all and ordered them to continue regulating their breathing.

He found a piece of clothing in the fairy ring, put it on, and went straight to the life-threatening ghost Hu Mo.

At the same time, Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, also opened his eyes, and the paleness on his face dissipated a lot. He looked at Nangong Haotian quietly and asked, "Why did you save me?"

"Wouldn't it be boring to lose such a powerful opponent like you!" Nangong Haotian casually summoned the Ziyin Divine Sword back, and immediately carried it behind his back.

"You should have recovered some strength. There should be no problem in self-protection!" Nangong Haotian looked around. He had destroyed the headquarters of the Shuangcha Society. Rebuilding it would not be a task that could be completed in a short time. So

Asked: "Where are you going?"

"Me?!" Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, glanced at Nangong Haotian in surprise, and then said: "My hundreds of years of foundation have been destroyed by your sword, and now I have looked away. Instead of sticking here,

It’s better to go out for some sightseeing, so I plan to go to my friend’s place first!”

"Well, that's good!" Nangong Haotian and the deadly ghost Hu Mo didn't look like enemies who were fighting a life-and-death fight just now. Instead, they communicated more like friends.

"If you have time, you can come to me, and I will definitely defeat you!" Hu Mo, the deadly ghost, said extremely seriously, as if Nangong Haotian was not his junior.

"Hehe!" Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose and said with a slight smile: "Then you have to work hard! By the way, are you going to go to the old friend I mentioned before?"
To be continued...