The bodyguards of the Helian family are not fuel-efficient lamps, and after seeing the expression of the noble lady, they vaguely noticed something, looked at the nose and nose, and suddenly hugged Yun Yao in an instant.

At this moment, Helian Longxiang was dumbfounded.

And the noble lady's face was still as cold as ice, and at this moment, Helian Longxiang felt like it was difficult to ride a tiger.

Yun Yao shrugged helplessly, smiled bitterly, looked at Helian Longxiang's mother, and said, "Helian sister-in-law, there's no need for such a big reaction!" ”

But the woman said coldly, "What are you doing here?" Don't you think you didn't make enough trouble back then? ”

Yun Yao touched his nose helplessly, a little helpless, it seems that his reputation in Liaodong is really not good, shrugged, shook his head, Yun Yao turned around and left.

At this moment, Helian Longxiang's mother was slightly stunned, her eyes were complicated, and then her lips pursed slightly, and when Yun Yao was about to step out of the door, she suddenly spoke: "Helian Qingyuan, go to the White Gate Martial Arts Pavilion!" ”

Hakumon Martial Arts Hall?

Yun Yao's brows furrowed inadvertently, and then he put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked out of the door.

Hearing his mother's words, Helian Longxiang was stunned, realized something instantly, glanced at his mother hurriedly, and said, "Mom, I'll go with you too!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't wait for his mother to answer, and trotted straight towards Yun Yao.

Helian Longxiang's mother stomped her feet, and then sighed, there was some unknown deep meaning in her eyes, and then she shook her head helplessly, but her body shook involuntarily, very slightly, and she didn't even notice it.

Yun Yao stood at the door of Helian's house, looking up at the sky, a man of this age. In fact, there is too much youthful frivolity and too much calmness and ruthlessness.

Yunyao has never been a good stubble.

Hiss!

Suddenly, the sound of the car rubbing against the ground came to my ears, and a military jeep instantly stopped at the door of Helian's house.

Yun Yao's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Helian Longxiang, who came after him, was stunned.

The next moment, the window of the military jeep slowly rolled down, revealing Yang Yunxue's impeccable delicate face.

"Got things done?" Yun Yao asked softly.

Yang Yunxue nodded.

Yun Yao said 'oh' and stopped, then gently opened the car door and stepped out of the car.

In the car, Qi Qing actually sat in the passenger seat. Quiet and indifferent, this woman seems to have always been like this, and she has no quarrel with the world.

"Uncle Yun, I'll go with you!" Helian Longxiang, who came after him, said to Yun Yao in a hurry.

Yun Yao pondered for a moment. Then he nodded.

Helian Longxiang opened the car door and got into the car.

"Go to the White Gate Martial Arts Hall!" Yun Yao said softly.

Yang Yunxue nodded. Drive away.

Meanwhile. A middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper at a roadside newsstand glanced in the direction of Yun Yao, gently covered his face with the newspaper, and whispered a message through the headset: "The target appears, and the second group follows." ”

At the same moment, on a tall building, a blonde man holds a modified telescope in his hand. looked coldly at the military jeep Yun Yao was riding, and killing intent burst out in his eyes.

An inconspicuous taxi, not far behind the military jeep, a man who exuded a cold aura. His eyes were staring ahead.

His hands, because of his years of gun practice, look a little rough-

Death Red Sin!

The second gold medal killer on the killer list.

The military jeep scurried into the main lane and headed towards the White Gate Martial Arts Hall.

Yun Yao looked at the approaching taxi through the reflector, and the corners of his mouth slightly pursed into a smile that seemed to be not a smile.

At the same time, inside the White Gate Martial Arts Hall.

The battle between Nangong Ao and the Blood Shadow officially kicked off.

At this moment, everyone in the audience instantly turned their eyes to the ring.

I saw Nangong Ao holding a sword in his left hand, pointing at the void, and then gently pulling out an arc, his body jumped lightly at this time, and the whole person took a step forward.

The blood shadow sneered, instantly activated his body, and rushed towards Nangong Ao at great speed.

When the blood shadow rushed out, Nangong Ao moved again, only to see him walking towards the blood shadow with strange steps under his feet, which seemed to be an understatement, without a trace of discipline, but Hua Yingying and Helian Qingyuan and others in the field were stunned.

Wudang Nine Lotus Steps?

Bang!

It's too late, it's too soon.

In the blink of an eye, the first confrontation between Nangong Ao and the Blood Shadow came as scheduled.

The two figures inexplicably staggered, and the blood shadow reached out with a punch at this time, shook his wrist, and then smashed out a punch, with a fierce momentum.

Nangong Ao was secretly frightened, but his hands were not slow, his body was weirdly twisted, and he used the word 'sticky' in Wudang Taiji, unloaded the fierce and domineering power, and turned around and stabbed out with a sword.

Overcome rigidity with softness!

Swish!

The long sword was volleyed into the air, as if tearing through the air, and an invisible force instantly approached the face of the blood shadow.

Belch?

The blood shadow was stunned for a moment, leaned back, supported the ground with one hand, and kicked out.

Whew

The chilling sound of the wind struck in an instant, and Nangong Ao's figure was steep and then retreated, chic and elegant.

Bang!

The blood shadow's kick directly kicked to the ground, instantly cracking the cement ring, which shows the domineering ferocity of its power.

Belch?

Everyone in the audience opened their mouths in shock, their faces were full of disbelief, Wudang Taiji's softness overcame rigidity, in front of the blood shadow, how could it not work?

Didn't it work?

Nangong Ao smiled coldly, and at this moment, his figure suddenly increased his speed, and he rushed in, and the long sword in his palm stabbed out suddenly, straight to the throat of the blood shadow.

This sword, the chilling sword intent with the sound of whirring wind, came in an instant, and it was extremely fast.

A chill instantly poured out, causing everyone in the audience to tremble unnaturally.

The blood shadow did not retreat but advanced, and with a flick of both hands that seemed to be an understatement, two fingers clamped the tip of the half-cut sword, and the side of the body was poked out again with a punch, so the technique was repeated.

However, Nangong Ao turned a blind eye. With a movement of his wrist, he pressed the sword down for three points and stabbed diagonally.

Bang!

Hiss!

Two different sounds came instantly, the former was a fist of the blood shadow slammed into Nangong Ao's waist, making a crisp sound, as if the bones were broken, and the latter was Nangong Ao's sword, although it didn't take the throat of the blood shadow, but it cut a hole in the blood shadow's shoulder, and blood flowed out in an instant.

Oh?

A gleam flashed in Hua Yingying's eyes. Looking at Nangong Ao's gaze, he suddenly became more curious, the power of the blood shadow, he knew that in the entire Hongmen, he could hurt the blood shadow. Except for the unfathomable masters above the Hongmen, it is simply impossible. And this Wudang disciple in front of him. was able to stab the blood shadow, which shows that Nangong Ao really has a few brushes.

It's just—

So what?

The blood shadow was hit by a sword, the corners of his mouth suddenly became cold, he looked at the blood flowing from his arm, licked his lips, and looked at Nangong Ao with a smile. He took a deep breath, and at this moment, his body suddenly ran without warning, and the green tendons on his hands burst out. The power of the rage instantly emanated from his body.

"You are very strong, but you have too little actual combat experience, so you will lose today!" The blood shadow said loudly, as soon as the words fell, his figure was already approaching Nangong Ao, and at this moment he no longer punched, but when he was three steps away from Nangong Ao, he suddenly rose in the air, and with the inertia of running, he kicked back, his body burst up, and he kicked it.

This kick was so fast that everyone on the field only felt that the leg shadows flashed, as if countless leg shadows were conjured in an instant, and they kicked Nangong Ao with the sound of whirring wind.

Nangong Ao's pupils contracted suddenly, his expression was solemn, and suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the timing was just right, and a sword slashed out at the leg kicked out by the blood shadow.

Belch?

Yes?

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and Nangong Ao was also stunned, this sword that had been clearly seen was actually hollowed out?

At the moment when Nangong was stunned, a leg suddenly appeared, and countless conjured leg shadows finally disappeared at this time.

When this leg really flashed out, Nangong Ao's pupils suddenly widened, and he wanted to retreat, but he found that all his back roads were blocked by blood shadows.

Bang!

The sneer at the corner of the blood shadow's mouth at this time was even worse, and he kicked Nangong Ao in the chest.

Sou!

The huge force directly kicked Nangong Ao out of the air.

Wudang swordsmanship is simply useless here.

Nangong Ao's body flew upside down in the air at an extremely fast speed, only to feel a hot pain in his chest, he twisted his waist violently, forcibly unloaded the power of that leg, and his body was upright, floating to the ground.

Hua Yingying's brows furrowed quietly.

Poof!

Nangong Ao spurted out a mouthful of blood, knelt on one knee, pointed his sword to the ground, raised his head, and something called incredible flashed in his eyes.

Isn't it incredible?

Yes, it's incredible.

Why?

Why is he so strong? The Wudang sword technique is like encountering a nemesis under his hands, and he can't use it at all?

Nangong Ao's face was full of puzzlement, and then, he stood up gently, looked at the blood shadow with cold eyes, snorted coldly, and said, "Fight again!" ”

Fight again?

These two words spit out from Nangong Ao's mouth, as if they had unstoppable magic, which made people move slightly.

"You're no match for him!" A voice suddenly exploded in the real martial arts arena.

The voice fell.

A person gently pushed open the door of the White Gate Martial Arts Hall.

The next moment, everyone turned their eyes to the gate.

Then, Helian Qingyuan's pupils contracted suddenly, and he was stunned on the spot.

Because, he saw Yun Yao, not only Yun Yao, behind Yun Yao, there was a young man with a broken arm - Helian Long Xiang!

Helian Qingyuan's expression was sluggish, and many colleagues in the martial arts world had bright eyes, and some people had already recognized that the person who pushed the door in was Yun Yao, who single-handedly directed Liao Dongfeng Dongbo back then.

Yunyao?

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Seeing this man slowly walking towards the ring, everyone had different expressions.

And Hua Yingying, the corners of his mouth pulled a cold arc.

Is it finally here? (To be continued......)