Uncle Bai, I'll pick you up.

His voice was gentle and his tone was flat.

It's as if I'm talking about a trivial thing, as if I'm going to pick a vegetable in the garden, I'm going to drink water, I'm going to eat......

How calm and calm, how understatement.

It seems that there is no such thing as "can" and "can't", just because I was coming to pick you up, so I came. Because I'm here, I'm going to pick you up.

It's that simple.

As he spoke, Nangong nodded slightly to the military advisor, and then walked towards Bai Chi.

The military advisor's face was expressionless, and it was a sneer.

And the rest of the people, especially the people of the Tang surrender faction, were furious.

After all, they are also masters, they are high-ranking generals in the Wolf Tooth Army, although they have seen the strength of Nangong, it does not mean that they are willing to accept being despised.

Especially being despised by a half-old little hairy child.

And Nangong's behavior and actions at this time are the most naked, naked, and most complete contempt.

If Bai Chi is the vegetable in his vegetable garden, he is here to pick vegetables, then what are these masters in his eyes?

Don't even bother to look at it, weeds, or pests?

This kind of attitude is no longer describable by the words contempt, contempt, and contempt.

This is disregard.

I turn a blind eye and assume it air.

A dignified fourth-order master, but now he is ignored by a little hairy child, is it bearable, but is it unbearable?

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!" Someone immediately came out of the crowd, shouted, and slashed directly.

The sword is bright and bent like a full moon.

Nangong stopped and squinted.

The knife is a good knife and the material is extraordinary. Although it lacks a piece of aura, it is also considered the best mortal weapon, comparable to the short sword among the three dwarven treasures he once used.

The knife technique is also a good knife technique, the full moon knife technique, one of the five major sects of the Tang Dynasty Wicked Valley, the Sun Moon Sect's housekeeping knife technique. It was the division of the Five Demons' Sword Demon's Sasha, and Elder Lu among the five law enforcement elders of the Valley of the Wicked. This is also the same set of knife techniques.

It's a pity that people are not good people.

People who will take refuge in the military advisor and be willing to be dogs and horses are not good people in Nangong's eyes.

Compared to Sasha's willingness to become a sinner for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, and compared to Elder Lu's deep understanding of righteousness, the person in front of him is really too far behind.

Whether it is knife technique or bearing, it is too far behind.

So sighing slightly, Nangong gently raised his hand and stretched out his two fingers. One clip.

Boom!

The sword light in the room suddenly disappeared, Nangong's feet sank slightly, and a crack cracked in the bluestone floor, but a crescent moon suddenly appeared on his fingertips.

The crescent moon is like a knife, and the knife is like a crescent moon.

The man's knife fell between Nangong's two fingers, as if it had taken root, and it didn't move at all.

With Nangong two fingers forced. There was another bang, and the scimitar broke in response.

The man was horrified. The knife stepped back, but it reached a hilt.

"100% empty-handed!"

As the exclamations erupted, the man's face turned pale.

He is very confident in his sword skills, just as he is also full of confidence in the military master's magic "100% empty-handed white blade".

There are not many people who can defeat him, and there are many people who can break his scimitar. But I can see through the heavy sword light. And accurately grasped the tip of the knife, and broke his knife technique, he only saw one person, and that was the military division.

But Nangong's current performance is very similar to the military advisor's "100% empty-handed white blade".

Two fingers and one clip. White-edged start......

It's exactly the same.

"It's not 100% empty-handed, it's just that your hand is too slow and the knife is too blunt, so it's not hard to catch it. Nangong explained with a chuckle.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again.

They know best whether the person who makes the knife is fast or slow, and if even he is slow, then no one in the Wolf Tooth Army will dare to call himself a fast knife hand.

Whether the scimitar is sharp or blunt is also well known. If this black gold silver moon knife is also a blunt knife, then it can only be said that the horse chopping knives used in the wolf tooth army are all toy knives made of mud.

The hand is the fastest knife in the army, and the knife is also the fastest knife in the army.

If the fast hand spends up the knife, but is still inferior to the opponent's finger power, then the only explanation is that it is not that the hand is slow, nor that the knife is dull, but that the opponent's hand is faster and the dragon claw is harder.

Wait a minute...... Dragon's Claw?!

Everyone looked at Nangong's right hand, and suddenly remembered the three long whistling sounds just now, rolling endlessly, like a dragon's groan, and a trace of realization suddenly rose in their hearts.

"It's him!"

Suddenly, someone blurted out, and then more and more people began to scream, and gradually, there was a small commotion.

"It's him!"

"It must be him!"

"The master of the three long howls just now turned out to be him! It turned out to be the Nangong book we were looking for!"

“......”

The suspicion in the commotion gradually turned into affirmation and confirmation, and more and more people confirmed the secret of the three long howls just now, and then, their eyes began to become suspicious, as if they couldn't believe it.

"I'm sorry I didn't control my strength and ruined your knife. Nangong smiled apologetically.

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, holding their breath, brewing an emotion called "anger".

I've really seen arrogance, but I've never seen such arrogance. This kid ruined someone's knife with one move, but he took the initiative to apologize, what is this?

Is it cheap or good? Is it to show off martial arts? or to show off your prestige?

Everyone was gearing up, eager to break this kid's body into pieces.

However, for some reason, although everyone was angry, when they looked at Nangong, they involuntarily took half a step back.

If the bystanders are still like this, the parties are even more unbearable.

"Boy, you ......"

I saw that the man's anger surged, his face instantly turned red, and he was about to shout loudly to strengthen his momentum, when Nangong suddenly glanced at him.

His eyes were very calm, and there was a faint apology, but for some reason, the man suddenly felt a void in his heart, so the angry cry was stillborn.

Obviously, behind him was his companion, but at this time he felt so lonely and lacked courage, he subconsciously took a step back to pray for a greater sense of security.

"I'm sorry!"

Nangong apologized again, and as soon as he spoke, the man took another step back.

"But you're no match for me, so please borrow it. Nangong let go of the tip of the knife and continued.

Before he could finish speaking, the man had already retreated into the crowd. Suddenly, with a loud bang, the tip of the knife fell to the ground, and the man was so startled that he stumbled and fell into the arms of the other man, and almost fell.

The dignified fourth-order, the number one master in the Wolf Tooth Army, had such an unbearable performance, and he lost face.

There should have been laughter here.

But at the moment, no one dared to laugh.

Because they all know that if they were themselves, they would probably not be much better, and this young man stood there, but it was daunting.

Nangong glanced around and saw that no one stepped forward, so he smiled and walked forward again.

The hall was not big, and soon, he walked to a foot in front of Bai Chi.

Then, he met a woman.

A woman dressed in dark flames, with wings on her back and a scythe in her hand.

The scythe was crooked and held in the woman's hand, the blade was long, reaching the ground, and shining with a cold light like a dementor. This posture is more like holding a spear.

The woman stood there, her body as straight as a gun.

So Nangong stopped, and then greeted with a smile: "Aunt Bai, meet again, are you okay?" )