It’s Too Hard To Die

　　 So all the people present, except for Xiao Bai and the system, no one knows what Nangong Yunmo's cultivation is.

　　 "Senior, Yun Mo... Yunmo him?" Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun hurriedly walked to Xiao Bai to ask about Nangong Yunmo's situation. The other elders also gathered around and looked at Xiao Bai curiously.

　　 After all, this is horrible, Nangong Hua, who exercises the eighth qi, has no room for resistance at all, and is easily pushed out of the field in just one shot.

　　 The most important thing is that Nangong Yunmo has only cultivated for three months. If it weren't for Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun who particularly trusted Xiao Bai, they all seriously suspect that Nangong Yunmo was fed fake medicine by Xiao Bai.

　　 "It's okay, just watch the game well, you'll know in the end." Xiao Bai picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and then put down slowly, looking like a hermit master.

　　 Seeing that Xiao Bai didn't want to speak, the elders respectfully responded, and then they dispersed very wittily.

"Sure enough, seniors can bring me surprises." Du Yalin blinked a pair of beautiful eyes, secretly delighted in her heart, and she came right today and witnessed the occurrence of miracles. After three months of practice, she will train her body and Qi. The people of Duan are defeated, how shocking the world is, if this matter is spread outside, it is impossible for others to believe it, and they will definitely treat you as a fool.

　　 "It seems that there is hope for my father's illness." Du Yalin thought in her heart, and then smiled.

　　The disciples in the audience still don't understand, but the elder said that the game continues, so they didn't pay too much attention to Nangong Yunmo. But some disciples have already moved closer to Nangong Yunmo.

　　 "Yun Mo, how did you cultivate? You can launch Nangong Hua out of the martial arts stage in one go?" A disciple walked up to Nangong Yunmo and asked with a grin. There were several disciples who accompanied him, and they were all very curious.

　　 "Luck." Nangong Yunmo smiled.

　　 "Did Senior Xiao pass you any special skills?" Another disciple asked.

　　 "Of course, this is inseparable from the master's instructive teaching, but the skills have not been taught, just let me teach me to practice well." Nangong Yunmo smiled.

　　 These disciples do not believe, are you a martial artist? In one fell swoop, Nangong Hua, who had been training for the eighth stage of Qi, was repelled. In only three months, you have become a martial artist. What about a deceit? Those disciples thought that Nangong Yunmo deliberately kept them secret, so they didn't continue to ask.

　　 On the side of Nangong Hua, "Hey, Nangong Hua, did you receive any benefits from Nangong Yunmo?" A disciple walked up to Nangong Hua with several others and forced him to ask.

　　 "What benefits can I receive? Yun Mo's strength is really strong." Nangong Hua rolled his eyes and said.

"Don't pretend, we all know it in our hearts, we don't ask anymore, you know what you mean." The disciple patted Nangong Hua on the shoulder, and then took the people away, leaving Nangong Hua one person and one person. With a dumb face, he just wanted to say, "I am not an actor, Yun Mo is really strong."

　　 The game was in full swing, but it was a pity that Nangong Yunmo drew two rounds of empty tickets, and in the end he could only enter the finals with Nangong Hao.

　　 In the last two consecutive rounds, Nangonghao had beaten the opponent to death. The tragic situation caused him to pull his mother over and he didn't necessarily recognize him, and some of them passed out directly after being beaten.

　　 "This kid is so cruel!" Nangong Xuan couldn't help but said.

　　 "The patriarch, without fists and feet, is not good at learning skills, and it is normal to be injured. If the family disciple can't hold on to this pain, then our family has long since fallen." The second elder sneered.

　　 "But this is always our family's martial arts contest, how can we be so successful?" Nangong Xuan frowned, and said in a deep voice.

　　 "Clan..." When the second elder was about to refute again, Nangong Liuyun's swear words spurted over. "Can you stop spraying manure? How did you forget that old man died just now? Be careful and stop playing with yourself later."

　　 "You!" Nangongyu felt that he was really mad at death, but he didn't dare to talk any more when the senior was here. After all, the scene when his little brother died just now was still vivid, and it was thrilling to think of it.

"Do you think this kid can't understand human words?" The system murmured, and he was puzzled. Is this Nangonghao Hapi? It was because of him when the host killed an elder just now. He thought Nangonghao He would stop it honestly, and then converge a little bit. I didn't expect it to become more and more excessive.

"TMD, I think this kid is pure-hearted against me." Xiao Bai broke his knuckles, making a creak and said, "System, is there a sound transmission technique? I will directly transmit the sound to Yunmo and let this kid abuse him. Kill him."

　　 "Yes, but it's not martial arts and exercises. The saint king powerhouse of this plane can transmit sound. You can do it if you think it in your heart." The system replied.

　　 "OK" Xiao Bai responded, and immediately transmitted the voice to Nangong Yunmo.

　　 "Yun Mo, when you fight with that calf Nangong Hao, you will beat me to death. Just keep your breath."

Nangong Yunmo was quietly recuperating when he heard Xiao Bai's voice and was shocked. He hurriedly stood up and looked around to find Xiao Bai's location. When he was wondering, Xiao Bai's voice came over again, "Don't look for it." , The sound transmission technique I use, you just remember what I just said, and you will kill me when you fight with Nangong Hao later."

Nangong Yunmo nodded heavily, and there was indeed a storm in his heart, "I didn't expect Master to be a powerful saint king. No wonder Master was so disdainful when he heard about the two spirit kings of the Xue Ling Dynasty." Then he too. He didn't want this anymore, he just felt that his Master was getting more and more terrifying, and then he began to think about how to abuse Nangong Hao after a while, after all, Master said that he would be tortured to death, and he had to consider how to fight.

　　 Xiao Bai also laughed when he retracted the sound transmission technique, MD I will see how long this little boy can wander today.

　　 "The final finals begins, Nangong Yunmo and Nangong Hao are on the court." The elder yelled loudly.

The scene suddenly boiled up. After all, this is the finals. One is Nangong Yunmo, who was the first genius of the Nangong family and now only shot once, and the other is Nangonghao, the first genius of the Nangong family, so this game There was something to watch in an instant.

　　 After the two sides entered the field, the elder shouted "The game begins."

"I will not be merciful. I am the only one who is worthy of being a senior disciple." With a roar, Nangong Hao fully expanded the strength of the second martial artist, and then made a sword in his hand, shouting "Go to death!" The blazing psychic energy pounced on Nangong Yunmo, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but Nangong Yunmo didn't seem to evade at all.

　　 "That's "Fierce Fight"! Lower-grade intermediate martial arts, is the most proud of Nangong Hao's martial arts." A disciple pointed and shouted.

　　 "Why doesn't this Nangong Yunmo hide?" a disciple said anxiously.

　　 "If you don't hide, you will either die or be injured." Another disciple also worried.

　　 Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun on the stage also secretly sweated for Nangong Yunmo, while Xiao Bai was slowly drinking tea. Du Yalin looked at Xiao Bai's leisurely appearance, and suddenly understood, "It seems that the predecessors are very confident in this game."

Just when Nangong Hao was about to approach Nangong Yunmo, when everyone thought it was over, Nangong Yunmo suddenly moved. He radiated all the spiritual power in his body, and the attacking Nangong Hao stopped the attack, and Several steps back.

　　 The whole martial arts field was deadly silent, no matter on stage or off stage, only Xiao Bai was drinking tea leisurely.

　　 "Warrior Seventh Duan!" Yang Huailin beside Du Yalin opened his eyes wide in fright, and said tremblingly.

　　 "What?" Everyone was shocked again.

　　 "Isn't it impossible? The three months' time has gone from the first stage of physical training to the seventh stage of martial arts." An elder was frightened.

　　 "My son Yunmo must have the emperor's wealth." Nangong Xuan smiled comfortedly. He was worried about Nangong Yunmo, but now they are all scattered. Bai is worried. My son is so strong and worried about a hammer.

　　 Xiao Bai now especially wants to ask if Nangongxuan has seen "Zhetian", isn't this the classic line in "Zhetian"?

　　 "Hahahahahahaha, Yunmo's terrifying talent is finally back." Nangong Liuyun also laughed loudly. He has never been so happy for so many years.