"Poof-" Nangong Ruo, who was moving forward rapidly, could avoid this figure, and the three of them almost hugged each other and fell to the ground fiercely.

"Damn, turn the corner to go straight, do you know the traffic rules?" said angrily while helping the little girl next to him.

The man rolled his eyes, glanced at Nangong Ruoli, burped a skyrocketing wine, and fell asleep on the ground.

"Drunkard, drunk driving, with the traffic police here, you will die!" delayed the opportunity to escape, Nangong Ruoli had no other way, the young man in black was standing four or five feet away from him at the moment, looking at himself with a smile.

"Boy, your physical strength is good, I really don't know how to practice!" said the young man in black.

There was no escape left and right, Nangong Ruoli stood up calmly, with a slight regret in his heart, and finally failed to save the girl.

"The boy in black, this genius young master never kills nameless ghosts under the flying knife, report your name!"

The black-clothed young man clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at Nangong Ruoli who was fierce and inward-looking, and said with a smile: "It's quite tough, it doesn't hurt to tell you, my name is Wuyang, and I rank ninety-third among the one hundred and eight core disciples in the Yang Realm!"

Nangong Ruoli said disdainfully: "You are only ranked ninety-three, in the Yang Realm, you are also the lowest disciple!

The face of the young man in black changed slightly, it was indeed as Nangong Ruoli said, the ranking of the one hundred and eight core disciples was the ranking of strength, and he was assigned to the small place of the Dragon Teng Empire because of his low skills.

Seeing his expression, Nangong Ruoli knew that he had guessed correctly, and immediately hit him mercilessly: "Sure enough, it is a dog-like character, and he will bully the weak here!"

"Okay!" Before the black-clothed young man Wuyang was annoyed, the drunk man who was lying on the ground asleep suddenly shouted loudly, rolled his eyelids hard, and said drunkly: "Say... Well said!

Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but be taken aback by his suddenness, just listening to this drunk scolding Wuyang with him, he smiled in his heart, and echoed on his lips: "Big brother, it seems that the sentence of spitting the truth after drinking is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people! Although you are drunk, I admire your courage, haha!"

"I... I'm not drunk, yet... You can beat this dog to fight people... Small... Boy!" said the drunk, pointing at Wuyang intermittently.

Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but sit cross-legged and fell to the ground, to be honest, he admired this drunk man very much, although he drank too much, but seeing that he didn't have a trace of cultivation, he dared to open his mouth to scold a master like Wuyang like this, and he was also a bloody man.

"Big brother, I'll tell you the truth, when you say this, it is estimated that it will be the same as us, I'm really embarrassed to pull you in, it seems that it is your fate!" Nangong Ruoli said with some righteousness Ling Ran patted the drunk's shoulder.

The drunk man smirked twice, picked up the huge wine gourd in his hand and poured two more sips, and said vaguely: "Okay... Good boy, I have the style I had back then!"

"Damn, won't I be a fellow believer! Come, let's study and study... Nangong Ruoli immediately looked like he wanted to have a long talk with the other party.

Of course, how could Wuyang, who had been blown up by these two living treasures, give them a chance, and immediately shouted: "You two are still finished! When I am air? When death is imminent, dare to take advantage of your tongue? You all have to die!"

Seeing Wuyang's almost distorted face, Nangong Ruoli patted the drunk man's shoulder again and said, "Big brother, have you seen it, this guy is actually angry, don't blame me for not reminding you, I can only delay for a while, run as far as you can!"

The drunkard didn't raise his head, and continued to pour the wine, while saying, "Don't worry... I beat ... Beat him up!"

Nangong Ruoli didn't take his words to heart at all, knowing that he could not be spared, he immediately stood up and blocked in front of the little girl, a flying knife was constantly beating at his fingertips.

The slender ten fingers are like a work of art, Nangong Ruoli in the previous life had such fingers, and the slender fingers are more conducive to the mystery of the flying knife stunt.

"Do you want to stop me with a broken flying knife? If Nangong leaves, I will take your life first! Carry your head to receive the reward, and you won't lose much money!" Wu Yang said.

"Then try my knife first!" The flying knife in his hand flew out of his hand, and the snowy white light suddenly lit up.

"Carving insect skills!" Wu Yang sneered, and the Taiyi Xuanling Knife slashed out, and the huge black sword swept directly towards Nangong Ruoli's flying knife.

"Change direction—" Nangong Ruoli's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly, and even the drunk man looked at the snowy flying knife with a somewhat vague gaze.

"Brush-" The flying knife drew an incredible arc trajectory in mid-air, and it was able to dodge Wuyang's sword!

It's just that, after all, Wuyang is an emperor-level fifth-order master, and the gap between Nangong Ruoli and him is too big, although he has avoided the main body of Dao Gang, but the aftermath of the surrounding lingering is not so easy to resist.

Affected by the aftermath, the throwing knife that changed direction continued to move forward for two feet before falling weakly to the ground.

A trace of surprise couldn't help but flash on Wuyang's face, he had seen Nangong Ruoli's mysterious method of changing direction from the flying knife before, but after all, he saw it as a third party.

At this time, it was a different feeling, and Wuyang had no doubt that if the gap between the two was not as huge as it is now, they would definitely be injured under this knife.

Nangong Ruoli sighed slightly, the gap in cultivation is not comparable to skills, the difference in cultivation level between the two is too much, his own flying knife, it is estimated that even if he can bypass the sword gang, I am afraid it will not be able to pierce his body protection true qi!

Thinking about the years, I can't help but be discouraged, and finally took the two strange books of "Heavenly Reverse Xuandian" and "The Way of Soldiers" to travel here, but I didn't expect that I hadn't grown up yet, so I died like this, it's really sad!

"Die! You're the first!" Wuyang looked up to the sky and laughed, the sword broke through the air, and the huge sword gang with a length of nearly ten zhang slashed directly towards the top of Nangong Ruoli's head.

"Brother-" The little girl didn't know where the strength came from, and she suddenly threw herself into Nangong Ruoli's arms, and at this moment, the strong little girl actually chose to live and die with Nangong Ruoli.

Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but close his eyes, because he felt the coming of death and felt the unstoppable knife.

"Taiyi Xuanling Knife, it's a mess!" the drunk man next to him muttered, opened his mouth and squirted out the liquor in his mouth!

That sip of liquor actually directly formed a slender wine arrow, and it directly hit Wuyang's slashed sword without warning.

Wuyang, who originally thought that he had succeeded, only felt that his arm was numb, and the long knife in his hand flew out of his hand, directly inserting it into the big tree more than ten zhang away behind him, and the entire blade did not enter it!

"Wow kick!" Wuyang stepped back more than ten steps, and looked at the drunk man who was sitting on the ground and drinking incrediblely, with a burst of fear in his heart, he shook his weapon away with just a sip of wine, what a cultivation this is.

"This guy pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger! He is a top master, at least a saint level!" Wu Yang had a little idea in his heart, and immediately bowed down and said: "I don't know who the seniors are? One of the one hundred and eight core disciples in the Lower Yang Realm, I hope that the seniors can sell the juniors a face, and don't care about today's idle affairs!"

Nangong Ruoli also opened his eyes at this time, glanced at the little girl, and showed a trace of surprise, they didn't see the drunk man make a move, I don't know why Wuyang bowed to him, and said those strange words.

Immediately coughed twice, and said: "Hmph, Wuyang, you dare to come to my Longteng Continent with a small emperor-level fifth-order realm?

Wuyang ignored Nangong Ruoli, who was as cheeky as stubborn, and his eyes kept falling on the drunken man.

"Get out—" The drunkard just spat out the word softly, and there were no more superfluous words.

"Could it be that Your Excellency must take care of the affairs of my Yang Realm?" Wu Yang also gritted his teeth and said, this drunk man obviously didn't take himself to heart, didn't take the Yang Realm to heart.

"Maybe Yang Dingtian is here, I will give him some face, you, get out of here, I don't bother to kill ants like you!" the drunk man still said lightly.

"Damn, it turns out that the master is him! Nangong Ruoli's face also turned a little red, and she smiled slightly at the little girl with some embarrassment.