The strongest Fuka

Chapter 125 This is the end!
"You... are you ignoring me?" Nangong Wuhen still had a smile on his face, like a refined gentleman, but his two eyes looked at Ari aggressively.

Ari felt something, and stared at him fiercely, but Nangong Wuhen didn't care at all, and the smile on his face became even more ambiguous.

"Livestock..." Tang Bao shook his head.

Even a minor girl is not spared, she is simply a livestock.

But others couldn't understand these words, but Ari knew it very well, her cheeks blushed immediately, and she angrily drew an arrow and shot at Nangong Wuhen, wanting to teach this embarrassing villain a lesson.

"clang--"

Nangong Wuhen hurriedly blocked it with his scabbard, and took a slight step back.

"Bold!"

"Bitch, how dare you sneak attack on my senior brother Nangong!" The Qiu Shui Sect disciples collectively raised their heads and cursed angrily.

Nangong Wuhen pretended to be a good person, raised his hand and interrupted, "It was my fault first, so don't say anything more."

Then he looked at Ari again, and said with a refined smile, "Beauty, don't take it to heart that my fellow juniors and younger sisters speak improperly. Come here, I can keep you safe!"

Nangong Wuhen's invitation did not surprise the disciples of Qiushuizong. After all, they were all from the same sect. Naturally, they knew the special hobby of senior brother Nangong, so they couldn't help but look at Ali a few more times.

Ari stood still, but sulked all by himself, turning his head to look at Tang Bao.

Tang Bao smiled, "Go and wait for me."

Ari hesitated for a moment and chose to obey his words, then gave Nangong Wuhen a cold look and shook his head to leave.

Nangong Wuhen's expression changed, and he stepped forward to stop him.

Tang Bao stepped forward, his eyes flat, "You try to stop me!"

Nangong Wuhen paused, turned his head and stared at him with a sneer, "Provoking me will do you absolutely no good!"

Tang Bao chuckled and said nothing, looked at Ah Li who had gone away, calmly looked away, and said lightly: "In the past few days, I have met many guys who claim to be masters, but unfortunately they are all fancy but not useful... But since you are blocking my way regardless of life and death, then I will kill you until you scream in pain!"

"Just you?" Nangong Wuhen saw Ah Li leaving and became even more angry with Tang Baolai.

"Then try it!"

After Tang Bao said this, he stepped on his feet.

boom -

The ground suddenly shook, and he turned into a cannonball and rushed over.

Twisting in mid-air, he punched down fiercely with his right fist.

The reason why he chooses to stay here is because he wants to do something big, so big that those who want to trouble him will know-compared with these killed strong men, how much are they worth!

With fear, he will really save a lot of trouble.

"court death!"

Nangong Wuhen was very angry. He thought that after he spoke, Tang Bao should honestly present the stele instead of rushing over in such a rebellious manner.

At this moment, whether it was the disciples of Qiu Shuizong or the many martial artists, they all looked at Tang Bao's figure rushing like a moth to a flame with a sneer on his face.

In their opinion, Nangong Wuhengui was one of the leaders of the younger generation in Yang City's martial arts circles, and his strength was needless to say.

And Tang Bao, a mysterious person, is nothing more than relying on a bit of brute force, and he will definitely not be Nangong Wuhen's opponent.

"Swipe brush-"

Several cold lights flashed in front of Nangong Wuhen.

He is out of the sword.

In just an instant, the sword seemed to come alive, bursting out with countless chills, like countless life-threatening blades, rushing towards Tang Bao overwhelmingly.

Tang Bao didn't look sideways, let alone being indifferent to it, the figure rushed over with a sense of resoluteness.

"Whoo—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

Tang Bao's figure was like a ghost, and he dodged Nangong Wuhen's sword again and again.

This scene made everyone's eyes widen.

However, the shock was not over yet, Tang Bao had already approached Nangong Wuhen in the blink of an eye.

"You are stronger than I thought." Nangong Wuhen said coldly, and the next moment, the sword in his hand suddenly became more ferocious, turned into a poisonous snake, and suddenly bit Tang Bao's throat.

"Really? But I look up to you!" Tang Bao looked down at Nangong Wuhen expressionlessly.

As soon as the voice fell, the divine fist slammed down.

"laugh--"

A spark suddenly burst out from his glove.

A huge force came, and Nangong Wuhen couldn't help taking a step back, his right arm holding the sword trembled faintly, and his face was extremely ugly.

On the other hand, Tang Bao didn't move at all, just like a tiger bullying him away, he punched him down again.

Nangong Wuhen quickly held up his sword to protect himself.

"Bam—"

Nangong Wuhen took another step back, and the long sword in his hand was shattered on the spot. It was like a hidden weapon and splashed around, injuring more than ten people.

At this moment, everyone lost their voices.

"kill him!"

The disciples of Qiu Shuizong saw that it was not good, they quickly held their swords and shouted, and all the disciples rushed away.

And the group of martial arts practitioners on the side looked at each other, as if hesitating whether to make a move.

"Idiot! Do you think he will let you go? Hurry up and kill him with us!" Qiu Shuizong's disciple cursed.

Seeing this, the group of casual martial arts practitioners joined in one after another, and hundreds of people rushed towards Tang Bao.

Tang Bao didn't change his face, and walked to the stone tablet in a leisurely manner.

Lift your head calmly.

Looking at the crowd of people rushing forward, he smiled.

Grabbing the extremely heavy [Martial Arts Inheritance Monument] with one hand, it seemed as if the past had reappeared.

Tang Bao seemed to have transformed into a murderous god, grabbing the stone tablet with one hand and slapping it hard towards the crowd of black figures.

"Boom bang bang-"

Countless muffled sounds erupted.

Blood danced all over the sky as if they didn't want money.

In an instant, one-third of the martial arts practitioners were sent flying, some were killed, some were injured.

This scene happened so suddenly that no one could react, but Tang Bao had no intention of stopping and grabbed the stone tablet to take pictures again.

"Boom bang bang-"

The crowd fell down again.

For a moment, there were screams and blood flowed, it was too horrible to watch.

"Run! Run!"

"He's a devil! I don't want the stele, I don't want it!"

Everyone was finally scared out of their wits. There were corpses all around them. It felt like they were stepping in water without taking a step, but this was extremely bloody blood!
It makes people's hairs explode.

Everyone turn around and run away!
The group of Qiu Shuizong is no exception.

But Tang Bao was still like a god of war, grabbed the stele again and shot more than ten people to death.

Since then, he stopped and stood beside Nangong Wuhen.

"Don't, don't kill me -" Nangong Wuhen fell to the ground, begging for mercy with a pale face.

Tang Bao glanced at him with a cold face, without any sympathy. Then he looked at the three figures who finally escaped and shouted, "If you dare to live and die again, this will be your fate!"

As soon as the words fell, he directly stomped Nangong Wuhen's head in front of the three people who looked back.

In an instant, the blood mist collapsed and splashed, extremely ferocious!

The three of them were so frightened that they froze away.

(End of this chapter)