A sack fell to the ground, and the sack was clearly filled with people, constantly moving. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Nangong Wushuang looked at Zhang Ren with a gloomy face and said, "What the hell are you doing?" ”

Zhang Ren also looked around inexplicably, but didn't find out where this sack flew from? This is not normal. Most of these people who practice national arts are masters who see the six ways and listen to the eight directions, but they don't even know where this sack flew from? Hell, hell.

But at this time, the mouth of the sack opened, and a young man walked out in a daze, opened his mouth and scolded: "Old thing, you are playing me? ”

Everyone instantly recognized this person, it was Nangong Ye, who was claimed to have been kidnapped by the National Art Academy. And Nangong Wushuang saw that his son was safe and sound, and he was also relieved. But then his heart became angry, the reason is very simple, Nangong Ye is known as one of the four princes of the Chinese art world, and he is usually personable and magnificent. But now it seems that although it is still the same blue suit, it is all dust, the face is blue and purple, and the whole head is swollen like a pig's head.

Nangong Wushuang didn't care about anything, rushed over to help his son, and glared angrily at Zhang Ren to show it: "You dare to treat my son like this, it's simply unreasonable." ”

Zhang Ren was completely speechless, and said with a serious face: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." Who knows if your son is molesting someone's little daughter-in-law, and was caught and beaten by her husband. Now it's up to me. ”

Nangong Wushuang asked his son to be helped down and sent to the hospital for treatment, his face became gloomy and terrifying, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhang Ren, you still dare to say that you didn't kidnap my son, and now that you have obtained the stolen goods, what else is there to say?" ”

Ay!

Zhang Ren also saw that Nangong Wushuang was just taking the opportunity to deal with himself, and at this point, there was nothing to say. The seven-star sword was already held in his right hand, and the sword blade pointed at Nangong Wushuang, and said coldly: "If you want to fight, fight, don't talk nonsense!" ”

If it was someone else, they might have grabbed Zhang Ren and forced him to ask him about his fingering. But Nangong Wushuang is not an ordinary person, he has been in charge of the Nangong family for many years, and he is decisive in killing, and he even judged that Zhang Ren's fingering may only be able to be used by himself.

In this case, killing him will break this inheritance. The Nangong family's star-picking finger is still invincible in the world. In an instant, he had already made up his mind, no matter whether his son was tied up by Zhang Ren or not, he would take the opportunity to kill him to prevent future troubles.

Suddenly, hehe's laughter came from all directions, and then an old voice said, "Nangong Wushuang, you've done this." ”

Nangong Wushuang's face changed greatly, he turned around suddenly, faced the northwest and said, "Whoever turned around there and made a ghost, come out for me." ”

"Come out, come out!"

In front of everyone's eyes, an old man appeared in the northwest corner of the martial arts arena, this old man looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old, full of white hair, wrinkles all over his face, but his eyes were shining, he looked energetic, and he was still wearing a gray robe, but he hadn't washed it for a long time, and it looked a little dusty.

He walked slowly to the martial arts arena and said with a smile on his face: "Nangong Wushuang, I'm out, what can you do?" ”

This?

Nangong Wushuang's face changed greatly, although he did not retreat, but there was obviously a look of fear in his eyes, and he said hoarsely: "Qingxu Old Dao, is it you?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "That's right, it's me?" And I told you, I arrested your son, and he was also beaten by me, so if you are not convinced, you will compare with Lao Dao. ”

Nangong Wushuang's face was gloomy, and he took a deep breath and said: "Qingxu, how can you say that you are also a person in the heavenly list, and you are a senior in the national arts, don't you feel ashamed to bully a junior like this?" ”

"I don't think so."

The old man's words almost didn't choke Nangong Wushuang to death.

After a long time, Nangong Wushuang said: "Even if you are cynical, no matter what you say, you are the head of Wudang, for the sake of Wudang, you can't do this!" ”

Shut up.

The old man's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said slowly: "Do you think the old man is bullying the juniors?" Let me tell you, it's you, a good son, who deliberately hid by himself, and then let people say that he was kidnapped, so that you can find a father to find Zhang Ren to do it. ”

Nangong Wushuang said with a gloomy face: "This is impossible. ”

The old man smiled, moved his body, and said hoarsely, "Will the old man lie to you?" Since your son wants to be kidnapped, then I'll help him. Since it's a kidnapping, you have to be beaten up! So I helped him again. ”

Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Nangong Wushuang coldly, and said calmly: "Nangong Wushuang, if you love your son, just do it with Lao Dao, don't embarrass my juniors." ”

Nangong Wushuang's face turned green, he waited for the old Dao of Qingxu, and his body tensed up involuntarily. It seems that he may make a move at any time, but he has not lost his calm, the other party is the head of Wudang, ranked on the heavenly list, and he was already a strong man of Gangjin ten years ago, after ten years of training, the other party is at least the middle of Gangjin. And Nangong Wushuang only rushed into Gangjin after this retreat, and the two were a whole realm apart.

Although Nangong Wushuang has a stunt that can transcend the realm, it is ready to be used against Bai Qi when he is preparing for the national free fighting finals. Now it's worth the cost! Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and said, "Anyway, Qingxu Daoist and my father are of the same generation, and I always have to respect the old man." ”

After he glanced at Zhang Ren, he snorted coldly: "Boy, you are lucky today." ”

Zhang Ren frowned, but he clearly knew that no matter what method he used, he was not Nangong Wushuang's opponent, and the reason why he escaped today was completely due to this Qingxu Dao Master. Thinking of this, he didn't have that tongue dispute with Nangong Wushuang, but came to the Qingxu Daoist and bowed deeply: "Thank you Daoist for beating away the vicious dog for me." ”

Nangong Wushuang's body trembled for a moment, his face turned purple, and he said in a low voice: "Zhang Ren, don't take an inch. ”

Who knew that Zhang Ren suddenly hid behind the Qingxu Dao Chief, and said with a smile: "Nangong Patriarch, you are very angry, right?" But you're going to beat me? Hit me! ”

You!

Nangong Wushuang's body trembled, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, okay, okay, you wait for me." He waved his hand suddenly, and left here with the people of the Nangong family, if he stayed, he was afraid that Zhang Ren would be angry to death.

Seeing that Nangong Wushuang was gone, Qingxu Dao Chang patted Zhang Ren on the shoulder and said, "The affairs of the Nangong family, I will help you deal with it!" It's time to talk to me alone! ”

Yes! Actually, I'm busy.

It's a pity that Zhang Ren didn't have any chance to resist at all, he was grabbed by the shoulder of the Qingxu Daoist, and disappeared without a trace after a few flying columns, leaving only the dumbfounded people in the National Art Academy.

After a long time, Nie Qingshui couldn't bear to say a word: "Is there any mistake, this is okay!" ”