Kuai Chuan: I was picked up by the sickly male protagonist again

Immediately, he slapped the table, flew up, and ran towards Su Lang.

But after running a few steps, he was stopped.The person who stopped him was the disheveled boy who inexplicably blocked his sight earlier.

"Step aside!"

Du Bailin frowned.

Without even looking at the boy who blocked the way, he slashed at him with his sword without hesitation, intending to kill him, and continued to move forward.

however……

After striking out with a sword, he failed to hit the young servant, but stopped in mid-air.

Looking up, he found that his sword was firmly held by the boy with two fingers. He tried his best to press the sword forward, but he couldn't press it down at all.

I can't get it back either.

This boy is not easy, he has met his opponent!

Du Bailin was startled, and suddenly felt bad, "Who are you?"

Now his martial arts has reached the peak, in the whole arena, there are only a handful of people who can beat him.

But those people are old guys, not so young.

There was so much nonsense, Nangong Chao gave Du Bailin a disdainful look.

Ignoring his Bibi, she poured her internal energy into the sword body and shook it towards the opposite side. With two fingers retracted, she directly took his sword into her hand.

With a twist of his wrist, he sent the long sword forward again.

I just want to quickly get rid of this annoying old guy who talks a lot and dares to stare at his baby.

Du Bailin didn't expect that Nangong Chao would be so disrespectful to him, not only ignoring him, but also taking away his sword and using it to attack him.

This is undoubtedly a huge humiliation for a martial artist.

The old face turned red with anger.

Narrowly dodging the sword swung by Nangong Chao, in order to save face, he immediately angrily reprimanded, "The yellow-haired kid, don't go crazy, watch the trick!"

Then he directly showed his unique skill and attacked Nangong Chao, wanting to kill him with one palm.

It's just that his internal strength is deeper, and he can easily block his sword with two fingers. Who knows if his skill is better than him.

Who will win and lose is still unknown.

He has always been invincible with this unique skill. Since entering the rivers and lakes, he has never missed a shot. It is also by virtue of this unique skill that he has climbed to where he is today step by step.

Du Bailin confidently believed that this time he would be able to successfully kill this rampant yellow-haired boy with this move.

Hearing Du Bailin's words, the killers who were fighting with many disciples wiped off their sweat one after another.

This old man Du must be too courageous, he dared to say that the owner of their pavilion is a yellow-haired boy, and even tried to hurt their pavilion owner.

What is the level of their pavilion master, and what is his level.

Laugh to death...

If it weren't for the fact that their pavilion masters were not interested in participating in any martial arts conference, it would be impossible for him to become a martial arts leader at all.

"Ah, my eyes!!"

As soon as the killers finished wiping off their sweat, the next second, there were screams in the booth.

The voice was so shrill that one could imagine how miserable the scene was just by listening to it. All the killers who were fighting couldn't help but feel a shivers down their spines.

Inside the kiosk...

Du Bailin covered his eyes in pain, lay on the ground and screamed, blood continued to flow from his fingers, staining his hands red.

"If you don't want to look at other people's things, don't look at them." Nangong Chao stepped on the ground with one foot, and slowly drew back the sword, with a pun.

Hearing this, Du Bailin on the ground seemed to be agitated, and instantly let go of the hand covering his eyes.

With ten fingers forming claws, he mobilized his internal strength, and angrily grabbed Nangong Chao's leg that was stepping on him, "It's mine, it's mine!"

It's a pity that the ten fingers failed to catch those legs, and a sword stabbed firmly in his heart.