When the old man in white saw Nangong Qian not hiding, his face was full of surprise.
What did she mean?
Afraid Still stupid That's why he stood still.
You must know that this move gathers his strongest fighting spirit.
If he is hit, he will definitely die.
The old man in white was getting closer and closer to Nangong Qian.
When he saw that she still didn't hide, his lips were full of ridicule.
He waved out his palms fiercely.
Nangong Qian's body instantly flew away like a heavy object.
The moment she was hit, besides feeling pain, she also felt an indescribable sense of relief.
It was as if something in her whole body was opened instantly, and countless spiritual energy in the air continued to gather into her body.
This feeling made her particularly fond of it.
Get rid of the chest pain of course.
She had an old wound on her chest before, but this time the opponent hit her chest again, causing serious injuries to her internal organs.
"Ahem" Nangong Qian couldn't help coughing, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
His face was pale and without a trace of blood.
Just when she thought she would hit the wall, her body fell into a warm embrace.
When Zhan Wuji saw her ashen face, he frowned hard.
The beauty of her handsome face was dark, and the silver pupils were filled with a world-destroying anger.
"Don't be angry, this is what I need."
Nangong looked at him and said softly with a smile.
Who told her to break through the bottleneck in such a perverted way?
Doomed to receive a beating.
It doesn't matter to her, as long as she can advance.
Much later, she found out whether her perverted methods were due to a curse, or whether she had cursed herself.
After hearing this, Zhan Wuji's eyes were filled with distress. damn Why did she need this to break through the bottleneck.
If possible, he is willing to help her bear everything "Does it have to be like this?"
Zhan Wuji's voice was a little hoarse.
Nangong Qian nodded, this is the best way at the moment.
Zhan Wuji pursed his thin lips tightly, with an unhappy look on his face, "I will find a way."
Although she needed this to break through the bottleneck, he didn't want to see her hurt at all.
When she gets hurt, he feels very sad.
Every time he saw her hurt, his heart was cut by a knife, and he wished he could bear all the injuries and pain for her.
As long as she was well, he was willing to do anything.
Nangong Qian blinked, "There is no other way, so don't worry about it.
Anyway, I have the Hunyuan Immortal Body and cannot die.
These injuries are nothing to me, a doctor."
She remembered Bai Mei telling her that everyone has their own way of practicing.
And that's how she practiced.
She didn't want to force anything, let alone owe Zhan Wuji too much.
When Zhan Wuji heard what she said, his handsome face was dark and he stared at her coldly.
Nangong Qian felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she smiled bravely and said, "It's really okay."
As she spoke, she moved.
But she was really injured this time.
After all, the opponent was a fighting saint, and the move just now was the strongest one.
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How could it not hurt?
As soon as Nangong Qian moved, she felt heartbreaking pain spreading throughout her body, and her face suddenly turned pale.
"Try moving again," Zhan Wuji said angrily, as if he wanted to strangle her to death.
Nangong Qian didn't talk back this time, but just looked at him pitifully with a pair of watery eyes.
Zhan Wuji found a clean place, put Nangong Qian down gently, took out a pill and forcefully stuffed it into her mouth.
"Have you fought enough this time?"
Zhan Wuji asked quietly.
Nangong Qian nodded.
Although she still had strength after the palm, the pain prevented her from taking action again.
"Sit down and don't move, otherwise be careful of the consequences," Zhan Wuji warned her in a serious and threatening tone.
Nangong Qian was more obedient than ever before, and rarely spoke back.
Zhan Wuji looked at her, then flew towards the old man in white.
The old man in white had his eyes on Nangong Qian.
He only looked away when he saw Zhan Wuji coming.
He was particularly shocked, why didn't Nangong Qian die?
It stands to reason that if his palms hit her, she would definitely die.
But the other party seemed to be seriously injured and did not look like he had fallen. why is this happening Moreover, the other party is young, and his fighting spirit has reached the level of Dou Zun.
Oh my god, Dou Zun "The woman who hurts me will die."
Zhan Wuji's silver eyes were filled with arrogance that looked down on the world, and his whole body exuded an innate domineering aura of a king.
As soon as he finished speaking, he could be seen being filled with a strong fighting spirit.
The fighting spirit gradually transformed into a tall and mighty giant tiger, a cold long sword, and a holy white lotus.
The old man in white's eyes widened.
He turned out to be a three-series fighting spirit Moreover, he is also a fighting saint Not only the old man in white was shocked, but Nangong Qian in the distance was also shocked.
Giant tiger, sword, white lotus.
It turns out that Zhan Wuji’s three-series fighting spirit is like this.
Hers is a unicorn, a sword, and a chrysanthemum The corners of Nangong Qian's mouth twitched, that white lotus looked very pleasing to the eye, pure and pure, noble and elegant.
As for chrysanthemum, she only thought of dirt.
"You" the old man in white was so surprised that he was almost speechless, and his brows furrowed into the character "Chuan".
Such a young fighter Zhan Wuji didn't say anything, and he rushed out with a sword that was as loose as a string, bringing with it bursts of majestic fighting spirit.
It turned the surrounding air upside down and surged.
The old man in white had a look of disdain in his eyes, so what if the opponent was a fighting saint.
He is the Seven Star Fighting Saint He didn't believe that the other party's realm was stronger than his, so he also moved.
But he forgot that when he dealt with Nangong Qian before, his strength was almost exhausted.
So now, even if Zhan Wuji has not reached Seven Stars, his strength is not worse than him at all.
What the old man in white didn't know was that in addition to being a fighter, Zhan Wuji was also a full-scale magician.
When the flames soaring into the sky illuminated the entire street, the old man in white and everyone were shocked.
In mid-air, Zhan Wuji's exquisite black robe was blown by the strong wind, and his black hair was flying wildly.
That handsome, god-like face was full of arrogance and self-respect.
Gradually, his silver pupils shone with bloodthirsty and destructive light, and his thin lips slightly raised into a beautiful smile.
But that smile makes people think of the word death At this time, Zhan Wuji was like a life-threatening Shura in hell.
"Shackles of Death" With a domineering shout, countless black chains were wrapped around the old man in white.
The old man in white naturally reacted quickly and ran away. , o It's just that as fast as he is, the chain behind him is also fast, chasing him closely.
Nangong Qian looked a little happy, with a playful smile in his eyes.
For these five old men, what they fear most is probably death.
After all, it is really not easy to become a Dou Sheng, and it may have consumed most of his life's efforts and time.
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It is obvious that he will be able to reach Dou Emperor soon, then go to Dou God Realm, and finally be promoted to Dou God, and then he can become a god.
It would be a pity if he died at this time.
Seeing the five old men fleeing in panic, Nangong smiled so hard that his stomach hurt a little
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