Chapter 1083: Middle-aged

The unwavering determination and Nan Huaiyuan's injuries are at the end of the crossbow. Both are important factors for Wang Le to successfully kill each other. , You all the way!
Otherwise, the difficulty of wanting a higher-level challenge rises linearly. With Wang Le ’s martial arts late-stage combat power, even if invincible in the same level, Nan Huaiyuan who wants to cross-level to kill the middle level is also delusional. After all, the gap between the two is like a gully. Wang Le wants to cross it, and it is hard to say that it is as hard as possible.
Of course, in addition to these important factors, inadvertently stumbling a slab of bricks in Nan Huaiyuan hastened the process of this war, so that the two parties to the war had never thought of such an accident beforehand.
The raised slab in front of Wang Dashaonan Huaiyuan's headless body sitting on the ground couldn't help showing a strange face.
If it were not for this brick, Wang Das believed that even if he could finally kill Nan Huaiyuan, it would not be so fast. He must continue to fight for a long time to end this difficult battle involving life and death.
Shi also fate, if Nan Huaiyuan had a spirit in the sky, he must regret that he did not kneel at Sanqing Daozun before he left the martial arts world to enter the world.
"Now, Nan Huaiyuan's trouble is solved. Hong's refusal is also a candle in the wind. Within a few days, he came to life. In the forty-nine cities, the martial arts giants came to sit in the town. Finally, I have a stable life, so I do n’t need to hide in the east anymore.
When Wang Le relaxed and finally recovered a little physical strength, and the beauty was ringing, suddenly his ears trembled slightly, followed by pulling out the special army thorns inserted in the soil, and then he rose from the ground.
Then Wang Leshun picked up Nan Huaiyuan's natal sword from the ground on the side and put it into the eye space, and then tipped to the ground, soared into the air, and flew to a nearby thick sycamore tree, and at the same time barely opened the delusional eye dragon. Yes, let the body disappear on the standing tree branch.
After a while, the dense sound of the yellowed leaves on the ground constantly being crushed from far to near came to Wang Le's side.
Wang Le, who was invisible standing on the tree, narrowed his eyes, and at the same time, the speed of blood flow in the body slowly slowed down, which reduced his sense of existence to the greatest extent, as if disappearing in this world.
When Wang Le, who was stealthy, looked down, calmly, he saw Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong and other nearly twenty masters wearing Zhongshan suits, who appeared slowly and quickly in Wang Dashao's sight.
Immediately I saw that walking behind Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong and other big masters was the Nanhua Blood Sword Han Hanshui I saw in the afternoon.
In addition to Nanhua's blood sword, Wang Le noticed a side-by-side with cold water, wearing a golden robe, wearing black long hair, and wearing an ancient-looking middle-aged man, but it was unusual. Old man.
Especially the eyes on that long and thin face, as if the stars in the sky were flickering, people could remember it in a flash.
At this time, Wang Le's intuition told himself that this person must be on par with the cultivation of Nanhua Blood Sword Han Hanshui.
The two of them stood side by side in the back of a large group of masters. Both sides were of the same shape and extraordinary vigor.
"How did they run over here"
Wang Le, who was hidden among the trees of the Indus tree, secretly bewildered.
However, after a moment's thinking, Wang Le thought it out of his mind. After all, Nan Huaiyuan was a martial arts person, and he was also a famous figure. Now he is fighting with people on Tianxiang Pavilion, of course, he has to come over.
What ’s more, today ’s day-to-day movements are too loud, and the people who know the inside of the entire city of Jiucheng are naturally in a state of tension.
Of course, after Wang Lemubai and Zhuang Ruixiong knew in their hearts that they were coming for themselves.
Among them, if Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong are not surprised, they should be worried about his Wang Le's life safety. After all, Nan Huaiyuan is a master in the middle of martial arts. It is false to say that he is not worried.
"Dead." Nan Huaiyuan, whose corpses separated on the ground before Li Mubai, couldn't help showing an incredible look, stuttering.
Zhuang Ruixiong walking next to him was equally embarrassed, staring in shock at the already cold and broken corpse of Nan Huaiyuan on the ground, and the head beside him who was dead.
"This is really Wang Legan," Zhuang Ruixiong muttered to himself, unbelievable.
But they came because some people reported that Wang Le and Nan Huaiyuan had fought in Tianxiangge.
At this moment, Han Mingshui and the strange middle-aged martial arts master came to the front from the rear together. Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong quickly and consciously resigned to the side and took a respectful attitude and did not dare to talk anymore. But the shock of their faces was beyond concealment.
Under the cold and bright moon, the scene was silent. Twenty or so big masters in Zhongshan suits held their breaths and dared not to make a sound, for fear of attracting attention.
Facing the cold water in front of him and the middle-aged man wearing a gold robe, Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong, the great masters of the inner city, are deeply fearful and respectful, with deep fear.
Wang Le, who was invisible on the sycamore tree, knew from the performances of Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong that the middle-aged people of Hanshui Shui and the Jinpao were not only extremely martial arts, but also usually very powerful and famous.
Therefore, in order to avoid being in danger, Wang Le, who is stealthy, prevents these two horror masters from discovering his existence, so he scans the movements of the people below with his light.
"Oh, this Nan Huaiyuan doesn't know how many enemies want his life, but the result is not as expected, the situation is chic for a lifetime, I did not expect to lose his life in this mundane world."
Nanhua Blood Sword Han Hanshui broke the silence ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It does not show the slightest gloat, and said lightly.
If Nan Huaiyuan knows something, he will be so angry when he hears the words of Han Lushui. If it is not the hand of this ruthless guy, he will most likely escape from Wang Le's pursuit and thus escape his life. In the future There will be a resurgence day.
But now everything is too late, only to blame Nan Huaiyuan's luck too much, and finally met Nan Hua blood sword this moody guy.
Closer to home, at this time I saw a trace of regret and ruthlessness in the eyes of the man in the golden robe, but his tone did not reveal a bit of thought in his heart. He said unquestionably: "On the way, Cheng heard that the following person mentioned it and confronted Nan Nan His name is Wang Le, and it seems to have something to do with Brother Han's Nanhua concept. "
After a pause, the man in the golden robe calmly glanced at the cold water standing next to him, and then further clarified, "This Wang Le has a blood relationship with Brother Han, the younger brother Han."
The faceless Han Lushui looked as usual, and replied, "Yes, I just heard that the nephew of Mu Bai mentioned that Wang Le was the only grandson left by the younger brother in the mundane world."
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