Chapter Forty-Eight: No. 1 on the Battle Gold List

Listening to Nangong Chu's words, someone in the audience laughed, laughed disdainfully, the person who laughed was Tie Muhe, when he broke through to become a nine-star war sect, and his strength was ten times better than before, he deeply perceived the terrible of Zhan Wudi, and he couldn't be measured by the rank of the war sect at all, this person's strength seemed to come from the depths of his soul, as if there was a desolate ancient divine beast sleeping in the depths of his soul, even if he just opened one eye, it was enough to shock the world. He didn't think that he could defeat Nangong Chu, but Nangong Chu was not qualified to say such things to Zhan Wuxuan, even if Zhan Wuxuan was injured at the moment.

Nangong Chu's words made the faces of the people of the Beast Sect change and they were also angry, but now it was a battlefield without a fight, and they couldn't intervene, just like Zeng Chucai just now. After all, Nangong Chu has a reputation, and Humpty Dumpty of the Beast Sect said with some concern: "Third Senior Brother, if you don't let Wu Xian come down, we can just take care of something, he is injured now, it will greatly affect his combat effectiveness, which is very unfair." ”

Lie Wenxiu glanced at Humpty Dumpty, and said angrily: "Who had the loudest opposition last night, what do you say, what kind of genius is worth opening the mountain door and accepting apprentices...... How, now I know that I care. ”

"Isn't this a moment or that, can't I admit that I'm wrong? It's not bad for such a good guy to be a teacher and nephew, you look at his performance today, even if Master Zu knows it, he is willing to open the mountain gate. Humpty Dumpty is also a bachelor, and he directly admits his mistake.

"I don't think the little master and nephew will necessarily lose. The old man in the green shirt thought for a while.

"We can't interfere in the affairs on the stage, this is his agreement with the Spirit Sword Sect. However, as the second senior brother said, this kid has a lot of tricks, and he may not necessarily lose. Lie Wenxiu thought for a moment.

"Children, you have come to the wrong place, this is the ring, you see that your face is white, your face is milky, and you speak in a milky voice, what are you talking about dead and corpses, how bad it is. Go back and find a wet nurse to eat milk for a few more years before coming out to play. You see, big brother, I have muscles...... Your little body like bean sprouts, you must have enough milk......" As he spoke, Zhan Wuxian stretched out his arms, rolled up his sleeves, showed off his biceps, and looked like a coquettish, completely ignoring Nangong Chu's provocation.

As soon as the words of the battle fell, there seemed to be a sound of a jaw falling to the ground in Yan Shandang, this is really a master of quarrels. If he could scold the dead, everyone would definitely not doubt that he would be able to scold the Spirit Sword Sect to death in one day, from the founding ancestor to the maids and servants.

Nangong Chu was born in a family, he has been noble since he was a child, his skin is like a baby, and he is indeed thinner, it is rumored that because the Nangong family has cultivated since childhood, the family has a set of heaven-level combat skills, and they all cultivate their bodies to be extremely small, which can minimize the weight of the body and increase the flexibility of the body. At this moment, he is in the mouth of Zhan Wu, but he has become a child with insufficient milk, and he should go home to feed. This is a naked slap in the face and humiliation, but this kind of slap and humiliation made Zhan Wuming speak seriously, and showed off his biceps...... What a big heart this is, dare to humiliate the first person on the gold list of the general election.

Nangong Chu's white and tender face turned red in an instant, and he was angry. The words of Death turned what he had always been proud of into his biggest flaw. He found that in terms of bickering, he was far from Zhan Wusheng, Zhan Wuxing was simply a hooligan, how could a child of a family like himself scold him.

"You're looking for death!" Nangong Chu burst out three words fiercely.

Zhan Wuming smiled, looked at Nangong Chu with a cheap smile and said: "Little brother, you are shy, your face is red, don't be so shy, don't let people think that you are not a boy, but a rabbit." Although my brother and I are lustful, I have never been good to the rabbit Xianggong, so you should not blush with my brother. ”

Let Lie Wenxiu's toothache smile become a flame that ignites the powder cartridge, Nangong Chu couldn't bear it anymore and shot out angrily. He had never seen such a lewd smile and expression, that look, that smile, was like looking at a naked lamb, making him feel that he was a stripped rabbit in the eyes of the dead. It was unbearable for him.

The geniuses of Yan Shandang found it a very interesting thing to listen to people scolding and fighting, the arrogance and obscenity of the battleless and obscene, shameless and inconspicuous turned out to be very kind, if a person wants to live recklessly, it should be like this, just a few words made the first person on the gold list of the general election lose his reason, and he shot angrily, and he has already won first.

"Alas, are you also a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect? Zeng Chucai almost didn't vomit a mouthful of blood, and the geniuses in line all looked at the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect with strange eyes, and their hairs stood on end. They really wanted to tell that Nangong Chu was really not a rabbit Xianggong, but how to speak, so they also felt very aggrieved.

"Smack!" Before Zhan Wu's words fell, Nangong Chu had already hit him, and at this time he realized that Nangong Chu's speed was really fast as lightning, and he almost didn't react effectively, and the speed seemed to be able to break through time and space.

Zhan Wusheng fell out a few steps, and at the same time, Nangong Chu made more than ten punches, but there were only three punches that were really hit. Nangong Chu retreated in the process of fighting lifelessly counterattacking, and stood opposite to Zhan Wulife.

Everything happened in an instant, and the people in the audience were dazzled, and then Nangong Chu stood there as if he had never moved, and Zhan Wuxian had already withdrawn a few steps, his face flushed. Obviously, Zhan Wusheng suffered a small loss in this round of attacks, but it was no big deal.

"The speed is quite fast, but the milk is not enough, and the strength is not enough. Zhan Wuxian sighed and said again. After speaking, he stretched out his hand and brushed the dust on his clothes, and said, "If the disobedient child wants to be spanked, tell me your name, and see if it is worth it for my brother to spank you." ”

"Hopefully you'll have the last laugh. I think the girl who came with you is pretty and if you die, I'll take good care of her. Nangong Chu said fiercely.

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the smile on Zhan Wusheng's face had all disappeared, and was replaced by a look of indifference.

"You succeeded in provoking me!" Zhan Wusheng said indifferently, his calm tone was full of solemnity and serenity.

"I like to watch people get angry, and I prefer to listen to people screaming, and keep screaming until the blood runs dry......" Nangong Chu licked his tongue, as if reminiscing about the taste of blood.

"You'll hear the screams......" Zhan Wufeng stood up as he spoke, and the whole person seemed to suddenly retract his vitality and turn into a dead tree, silent and profound.

Liewen let out a long sulky breath. Nangong Chu's speed has indeed reached the extreme, and even he may not be able to grasp the trajectory of the opponent's shot. It can be seen that the body method of the Nangong family is indeed the best in the world, and he began to worry about how to crack Nangong Chu's extremely fast body method without a life. At this moment, the battle is lifeless and converges his breath, and he looks like he is responding to all changes with the same, although this method is good, but it also loses the initiative.

Sometimes, it's important to take the initiative, and if you lose it, it can cost ten times more to get it back. At this moment, the battle was lifeless and took the initiative to give up, which made many people puzzled. Nangong Chu's eyes flashed with a hint of approval.

Nangong Chu moved, dragged up an afterimage, and tightly wrapped the lifeless body in the middle. The disciples of the various sects and geniuses in the audience all felt a suffocating pressure, how could people deal with this kind of speed. From the bottom up, Zhan Wuxian is like being in a forest of human figures, he is motionless, while the figures around him continue to increase, changing ten, ten to hundred, hundreds to thousands, and then forming a storm.

Yes, the storm, Nangong Chu's figure disturbed every inch of the void, and when his body rotated rapidly, the battle qi also continued to accelerate and rotate, and there was a crackling sound formed by violent friction in the air. Dust and rubble in all directions, and even broken branches and dead leaves, were gradually pulled by this whirling storm......

"Is this the storm of the Nangong family?" Zeng Chucai's eyes flashed with a hint of greed, this was just a battle between one war sect and another war sect, if he learned the storm of heaven, among the war emperors, how many people could beat him, and his status in the sect would definitely rise. Zeng Chucai's eyes became more and more complicated when he looked at Nangong Chu, this is his new disciple, this is a good opportunity......

The center of the storm was quiet, and he stood quietly like an old monk in a fixed position, and when he looked at Nangong Chu who was moving rapidly, he felt a sense of dizziness, but he couldn't help but pay attention to Nangong Chu, because he didn't know when Nangong Chu would make a move. Therefore, the heart of the battle was extremely tight, but he couldn't stop, he knew that it would definitely not work if it went on like this.

"The kung fu of the Nangong family is really peculiar, just like an old donkey pulling and grinding, always turning in circles. Aren't you tired of running? Brother is almost asleep standing here......" The voice of Zhan Wuxian came out of the storm, still strong and calm, which made people very surprised, so Nangong Chu actually hadn't attacked yet? Why is it so easy to fight Wudi? Everyone thinks of the scene of the old donkey pulling and grinding, it is really a bit like Nangong Chu's current state. What's the use of going around in circles to dazzle people, and you can't do anything to others.

As soon as the words of the battle were dead, the storm changed in vain, and countless palms stretched out from the storm and attacked the center of the storm, and suddenly, there were countless Nangong Chu shooting together, and each hand was extremely real.

"......Boom" There were countless loud noises and lifeless grunts from the storm, and then the storm froze in vain, and the lifeless body smashed into the ground like a meteor.

Before the body of Zhan Wu's hemoptysis could stand up, the condensed storm swirled again, covering Zhan Wu's body in the storm again at an extremely fast speed.

The moment Zhan Wusheng disappeared in front of everyone's eyes again, everyone gasped, is this the domineering Zhan Wuxing? The clothes on his body were torn into strips of cloth, and countless blood marks were all over his originally strong and slender body.

How fast was Nangong Chu's attack? What happened between Nangong Chu and Zhan Wuxing? He actually beat Zhan Wuxing to this point, you must know that Zhan Wuxing's physical strength is better than that of Ananda of the atavistic earth Vajra Ape. This is the first place on the gold list of the general election, just with his speed, who is the opponent in the same rank?

Lie Wenxiu's nails were embedded in his palm, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, his mind was all on Zhan Wusheng and Nangong Chu, and he didn't even notice the smug expression on Zeng Chu's face when he looked at him.

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