Chapter 113: : Horrified

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"Click!"
A purple lightning flashed across the sky, and the sky was bright, and a thunderous thunder bloomed. Dou Da's raindrops were miserably scattered, this is Qiu Yu's weeping for the withering of the red face.
"Kill! Today I'm going to visit Pingluo's house and be buried for Xiner!" Nangong Hao roared.
"Kill!" All Nangong martial arts fighters started to attack the Luo family.
"Luo Jiaerlang listen, today is the time of my life and death. I must not let the Nangong Jiawu come over and give me an arrow!" Luo Xingchen also shouted.
All the disciples of the Luo family opened their bows and arrows and shot and killed those who attempted to jump to the wall of the house. An offensive and defensive battle was being fiercely staged.
Luo Yu hugged Nangong Xin'er's body tightly, and wanted to use her body temperature to warm up the slowly icy body, as if the killing of the two behind him was unheard of.
The ape spirit also got up from the ruins and stood quietly in front of Luo Yu, blocking the arrow feathers that came from the side with his body, and the little dragon momo also stood quietly on Luo Yu's shoulder, which communicated with Luo Yu's soul Knowing the sadness in Luo Yu's heart at this time.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Dangdang!
"Kill! ..."
"what…!"
The sound of Jian Yu's breaking air, the transfer of weapons, and the sound of people crying and screaming were intertwined, and the blood gradually mixed with the rain and poured over the ground.
In the distant streets, countless people were drenched with rain, watching the two madly kill.
The furious Nangong Hao also ignored Luo Yu, who hugged his daughter's body in the rain, and killed Luo's door.
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
"Booming ..."
The anger surged, and a few punches smashed the gate of the Luo family's steel body. More than 400 Nangong disciples approached the Luo family house.
The remaining hundreds of Luo family disciples were surrounded by more than 400 Nangong family disciples in the square.
Luo family, the trend is gone!
"Ha ha ha ha, Luo Xingchen, today I want to wash your Luo family in blood, and bury my daughter!" Nangong Hao showed madness, laughed in the heavy rain, only grief and violence in his eyes.
"Nangong Hao, today my Luo family will have a big fight with you!" Luo Xingchen roared with red eyes.
"Kill me!" Nangong Hao coldly ordered, and hundreds of Nangong warriors rushed to the remaining hundred warriors in Luo family.
Luo family, at stake!
"enough!"
At this moment, a loud drink came from the depths of the Luo family. The sound of the drink was like a thunderstorm that fell to the ground, shaking everyone in the room.
"Who!" Nangong Hao was frightened and asked angrily.
"Nangong family children, you are doing too much today, really bullying this Luo family?" At this moment, an old man with a chicken skin and a gray robe stepped out from the depths of Luo family.
The pouring rain fell on the old man as if isolated by an invisible force, and no drop of rain fell on the old man.
The sound of footsteps walking in the rain sounded in everyone's heart.
Ding Dong! Ding Dong!
The footsteps sounded like an indescribable rhythm, like a beating heart.
When the old man approached, all Nangong martial arts spit blood, and they all suffered internal injuries.
Nangong Hao felt a pain in his heart, and his chest tightness caused by the sound of footsteps, but he did not spit blood like other martial artists.
Nangong Hao looked at the old man in horror, and found that there was no trace of breath fluctuations on the other side, like an ordinary old man. But as soon as the old man appeared, all Nangong martial arts spit blood, and the ghost believed that this was an ordinary old man.
"Who are you? My Nangong family has no injustice and resentment against you. Why did you stop it?" Nangonghao asked, but it was obvious that he was not strong enough, but he was strong and strong.
"Hao old!" Luo Xingchen was overjoyed when he saw the heart, and said that the Luo family could be saved.
"Boy Luo Xingchen has seen Hao Lao" Luo Xingchen gave a profound gift to the old man. The head of the family, a dozen-year-old man, claimed to be a boy in front of the old man.
Everyone in the Luo family bowed down and saw Hao Lao in their mouths.
This old man knows all the Luo family brothers. It is the mysterious old man who lives in the Luojia collection bookhouse all year round, Hao Lao!
Seeing the attitude of Luo's family, Nangong sank in his heart, and said secretly that the old man was a member of Luo's family.
"Who is the predecessor, what is the relationship with the Luo family, why hinder my Nangong family!" No matter who the other person is, it is by no means an ordinary person. However, it is an expert who lives in the Luo family. . Nangong Hao secretly said.
"Who am I? What is your status with the Luo family? Boy, your father Nangong did not dare to speak to me like this," Hao Lao said lightly with his hands on his back.
"What! He knows my father!" Nangong was shocked when he heard about it. His father, Nangong, was killed for more than ten years. If he is still alive, he is more than 120 years old. This old man actually called Nangong war as a kid. How old is this old man?
Nangong Hao thought of the cold sweat here. Why did his father never mention him to the Luo family during his lifetime, and so on! wrong! My father said before that he had no choice but to live with Luo family. The two can live together in peace.
When his father said this, Nangong Hao disagreed. Before, he just thought that Nangong was getting old, and he did not like the cause of the dispute. Now it seems to have a profound meaning.
"Nangong family boy, the two of you, the struggling old husband, didn't want to participate, but the old man owes a huge affection to Luo family. It is impossible for you to destroy Luo family. Today, my old husband also doesn't want to investigate your Nangong family's fault and create evil. "So those who know you will quickly lead these boys to leave the Luo family," said Hao Laodan, without paying any attention to the hundreds of warriors in the Nangong family.
Nangong Hao heard that tens of thousands were unwilling. He waited for more than ten years to marry his sister Nangong Yun to Luo Xinghe. The relationship between Luo Xingchen and Luo Xinghe's brothers, even his daughter was accidentally killed Today, it was very difficult to destroy the Luo family and become the overlord of Bai Lu. How could he willingly give up a few words of this old man. How can he be willing.
He thought in his heart whether he was the opponent of the old man. He must be the only person who broke through the innate in Bai Lu's ten years, and his father was just the peak of Jiu Zhongtian. If this old man is only a master of congenital instinct, he still has A fight.
The congenital master usually has a one hundred and eighty-year-old Shou Yuan. If this old man is only a true master, it is not surprising that his father lived from then to now. If this old man is only a master of true spirit, it is estimated that the old man is about 150 years old by age, and his blood has declined. Even if he is born in the first place, he will have a battle.
Nangong Hao thought in his heart and didn't say a word, but a young disciple next to him from Nangong couldn't stand the old and crazy voice of Zhang Hao, and said, "Old man, don't you know what to do, my homeowner broke through to the innate existence. Dare to be right with the Nangong family.
After the young disciple finished speaking, he drew his sword and rushed to Hao Lao.
"Fool!" Nangong Hao cursed the stupidity of this young disciple. Just now that the old man let them vomit blood, you can see that the old man is extraordinary. This stupid dare to speak well.
"Oh, isn't the congenital realm great? A group of frogs at the bottom of the well!"
Hao Lao sneered, except for the disciples of the ancient martial arts, there was no one who was not a murderer and did not blink, Hao Lao was not in the ranks, and the more he repaired under his feet, the more he was dead. This young disciple dared to pull a knife at him, then there will be only one end, die!
The old palm of Hao spread out, and a cluster of blue flames slowly burned in his palm. He waved at the rushing disciple and flew towards him in the horrified gaze of the young disciple.
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Before the screams were issued, the young disciple turned into fly ash, and the ocher ashes scattered on the ground.
"True fire!" Nangong Hao was even more frightened. The old man could condense flames out of thin air, like the true fire in the legend, but the real fire is only a means that can be mastered by the innate condensate.
The surrounding people were even more horrified. Looking at the black and white ashes on the ground, the scalp was numb. What kind of martial arts was this? In the blink of a finger, the person turns into flying ash. This magical method is astounding. What is the state of the old man?
Both the Luo Jiawu and the Nangong family stayed on the spot.