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Nangong Mu Yun shouted angrily: "Nangong Mu Ting, what are you?!"

Nangong Mu Ting sneered, "Son, the fetal hair hasn't faded yet, what ability is there to scream here." ”

Nangong Mu Yun blushed angrily, let out a long roar, kicked on the stone pillar by the city gate, shot out like a long arrow, and rushed straight towards Nangong Mu Ting, his right hand poked out, it was the family martial arts, twelve exercises.

"Hey, even the twelve practitioners dare to show it. Nangong Mu Ting laughed wildly, and he didn't take Nangong Mu Yun in his eyes more and more, and with a wave of his hand, it was a family heirloom, ** scattered.

The twelve practitioners are just the primary martial arts of the Nangong family's fist and palm kung fu, and the ** loose hands are only passed on to the disciples of the family, and the power is far better than the twelve practitioners. At this time, Nangong Mu Ting used his ** scattered hand to face Mu Yun, and naturally gained the upper hand in fist and palm martial arts.

Seeing that his every move was completely restrained by the other party, Nangong Muyun didn't show any fear at all, and still didn't accept the move with one palm, and slapped Nangong Muting's chest.

"Son, I really don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin!" Nangong Mu Ting sneered disdainfully, "Look at me this time to break your arm bones and give you an unforgettable lesson." ”

When Nangong Mu Yun's palm attacked three feet in front of his chest, Nangong Mu Ting's palm move was launched, and it turned out to be an arc, locking Mu Yun's arm.

"Smelly, listen to the sound of your bones shattering. Nangong Mu Ting smiled secretly, and was about to exert his strength, when he suddenly found a sneer on the corner of Nangong Mu Yun's mouth.

Nangong Mu Ting felt a chill in his heart, "Could it be that there is something despicable hidden here?!"

Thinking of this, Nangong Muting wanted to change his moves, but at this time, the situation was urgent, and it was too late. Nangong Mu Ting gritted his teeth, and his arms circled out, vowing to scare off Nangong Mu Yun's arm before he could make a move!

It was too late, it was fast, and I saw that Nangong Mu Yun's arm was like a loach, and it actually came out of Nangong Mu Ting's solid blockade. Immediately after Mu Yun took a step forward, his horizontal palm struck out again, hitting the chest of Nangong Mu Ting!

Nangong Mu Ting was negligent and made the first move.

Hey!

Nangong Mu Ting moved the real fire, and with a snort, the true qi exploded, and immediately forced Nangong Mu Yun to retreat.

In the end, Nangong Mu Ting's martial arts cultivation was still above Nangong Mu Yun, and he was careless and negligent for a while, coupled with Nangong Mu Yun's moves that combined the martial arts he learned from him, which was beyond Nangong Mu Ting's expectations, which made him fall into the Tao.

Nangong Mu Ting was careless for a while, and was hit first by a young man who was seven or eight years older than him, and he couldn't help but be furious. After forcing Nangong Mu Yun to retreat, Nangong Mu Ting's right palm, index finger and middle finger, were put together into a sword, and stabbed straight into Nangong Mu Yun's right chest.

The speed of the sword finger was extremely fast, and it was close to Mu Yun's chest in an instant, this Nangong Mu Ting was hit first, and he felt that he had lost face, and in a fit of anger, he actually used a killing move.

Nangong Muyun secretly said that it was not good, this move was extremely powerful, it was too late to avoid it, if it was to block hard, he would have to do his best, I am afraid that both sides would not be much better. Before the martial arts, the two were injured in a private competition, which was expressly forbidden by the family. Nangong Mu Ting is a disciple of his own family, I am afraid that it will have no effect, and as a disciple of the separate family, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the doom of punishment.

Nangong Muyun hesitated in his heart, and his shot was a little slower. Seeing the sword finger approaching his chest, in a hurry, he only felt a flower in front of him, and a proud figure stood in front of him.

It is exactly what he admires, Nangong Muwu.

I saw that Nangong Mu Wu also took out two fingers, and went straight to meet the sword fingers attacked by Nangong Mu Ting.

Bang!

After a slight muffled sound, Nangong Muwu's upper body shook slightly, and Nangong Muting actually took four steps back, barely stabilizing his figure.

The gap is huge, Nangong Mu Ting attacked angrily and did his best, while Nangong Mu Wu was leisurely and seemed to have spare strength.

Nangong Mu Ting suppressed his restless true qi and said coldly: "Shibei is even more impressive in three days, Mu Wu, your martial arts have entered the realm at great speed!"

Nangong Muwu's expression was calm, "Martial arts are like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, your mood is vain, and it is normal for martial arts to not enter the realm,"

"Give you three points of color and you will open a dyeing workshop!" Nangong Mu Ting's face turned pale, his hand moved to his waist, and he held the hilt of the sword.

At this moment, one hand pressed Nangong Mu Ting's hand to draw his sword, blocking the long sword in the sheath.

"Second brother, wait. A gentle voice sounded, and a tall and steep figure suddenly appeared beside Nangong Mu Ting, who came about twenty-five or sixteen, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary, it was the eldest of the third generation of the Nangong family, the eldest son of the elder Nangong Jingye, Nangong Muhan.

Nangong Mu Han is the best in Nangong's first class, his martial arts are very good, he can rank in the top three, and he is even rumored to be the soul turning sword in the eight swords of the king of Yue.

"Big brother. Nangong Mu Ting looked at Nangong Mu Han, "Let me teach these two sons who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth." ”

Nangong Muhan waved his hand, "Second brother, the Nanhu Martial Arts Discussion is about to be held, and if the elders track down the private fight, no one will have a good time." Why don't you and Mu Wu compete in the ring. ”

Nangong Mu Ting has always respected this eldest brother, and after hearing this, he snorted coldly at Nangong Mu Wu and retreated behind Mu Han.

Nangong Mu's scorching gaze shot over, and his pleasant but chilling voice immediately sounded, "Mu Wu, you haven't been acting on the rivers and lakes recently, and the Shangguan family has also sent a messenger to inquire, and the elders will be a little dissatisfied with your unauthorized actions." ”

Nangong Muwu arched his hand and said, "It's just that a group of thieves have been removed, if the elders ask, I will have something to explain." ”

Nangong Mu Han snorted softly, "That's the best, second brother, let's go." Then he turned and departed.

Nangong Mu Ting followed behind him, glared at Nangong Mu Wu and Mu Yun fiercely, and left.

"Hmph, it's really dog-eyed and low-looking. Nangong Muyun looked at the figures of the two of them in the distance, and scolded hatefully.

The younger generation of the Nangong family can be divided into two factions, one is the faction of the prominent family represented by Nangong Muhan and Nangong Muting, whose parents are either high-ranking officials in the Korean and Chinese armies, or members of the World Elders' Association, and are powerful. The other faction is the division of the family, and some of them are even more miserable, such as Mu Yun's parents died when he was a child, although he was in the Hou Gate, he also suffered from the white eyes and cynicism of those young masters, and it was even common to be beaten. Although these two factions are both people of Nangong, they can be the same as fire and water.

Nangong Mu Wu came to Mu Yun's side, "Yun, don't be like these second ancestors. ”

Nangong Muyun, "I just can't get used to their self-righteous appearance, sooner or later, I want to make them look good." ”

Nangong Muwu smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Yun, when did you become so angry." If a dog barks at you, do you want to bark at it too?"

Nangong Muyun immediately responded in a deep voice: "Brother Wu, now this dog is not only barking at me, but also chasing and biting me, can I just let him speak?!"

Nangong Muwu was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "No, of course I fought back." (To be continued.) )