Chapter 7

"Two messengers, I'm going down to Nanhao. I have something to say!" First of all, he took a look at the south wind, and Nan Hao said respectfully to the two snow envoys.

"Then say it!" The charming woman seemed to be a little curious about the enmity between Nanfeng and Nanjia. She waved her jade hand and said with a smile, which made Nanhao's heart blossom. Suddenly, she didn't know the southeast and northwest, and fell directly into the "peach blossom" world.

"Bitch!" Seeing this scene, the woman in strong clothes was as weak as a mosquito's voice. At the same time, she gave a cold look at the charming woman.

But for this, the coquettish woman didn't care at all, just threw a wink at the woman in strong clothes.

At that moment, Nan Hao came back from that kind of dreamland. He was sweating a lot on his forehead. He didn't know when he had fallen down. Although he seemed to fall into the "peach blossom" dreamland just now, Nan Hao only felt that he had gone through the gate of hell.

Not daring to hesitate, Nan Hao said, "two messengers, Nanfeng is a traitor of our Nanjia family. Such a traitor can't get the recommendation of elder Xuezong. He must have got the token through improper means."

"Besides, Nanfeng has no spiritual pulse. He is a waste that can't be cultivated. People like him who go to Xuezong will only drag down Xuezong's reputation."

One breath, Nan Hao said that the next 18 levels of hell are not enough.

"No pulse?" Hearing this, the woman in strong clothes seemed to be a little interested. A flash came to Nanfeng's side, surrounded by the white aura of the jade hand, buckled on Nanfeng's head.

"Sure enough, there is no spiritual pulse!" After a moment, the woman in strong clothes said slowly.

Hearing this, all the Nanjia people looked at Nanfeng with disdain. They believed that Xuezong would never accept a waste without spiritual pulse.

At this time, Nanfeng also doubts that his spiritual pulse has been reborn. Why can't the woman check that he has spiritual pulse.

"Can't I even check out the warrior in the state of sudden bone?" The south wind murmurs in his heart.

This is definitely not good news for him now, because without spiritual pulse, Xuezong will probably not accept him as a disciple. Just as Nanjia thinks, such a huge thing as Xuezong will not accept a waste without spiritual pulse.

"It's strange that there is no spiritual pulse. How can we cultivate to the third grade of skin refining? The whole body's channels are very broad and suitable for cultivation." The woman in strong clothes didn't deny Nanfeng immediately, but said with a little doubt.

Hearing this from the woman in strong clothes, all the martial arts people except the people in the South were surprised.

It seems impossible that Nanfeng is now in the realm of the third grade of skin refining, because they have never heard that a waste without spiritual pulse can cultivate to the realm of the third grade of skin refining, even though Nanfeng was once a genius of the sixth grade of skin refining.

At this time, is that charming woman, is also a look at the south wind.

"Is this boy a man of great perseverance?" The woman in strong clothes thought, "if so, you may as well cultivate it."

With a decision in mind, the woman in strong clothes said, "he has a token from the elder. He can become a disciple of Xuezong. As for whether the token is stolen or robbed, it's none of my business."

"Thank you very much Hearing this, Nanfeng thanks again.

Although I don't know why the woman in strong clothes left him, it really saved his life.

At the moment, all the people in the south family were even more gloomy. At the same time, they even hated the woman in strong clothes, but they didn't show it.

"Nanfeng, I, Nanhao, will challenge you!" Suddenly, a voice of resentment rang out.

Immediately, all eyes are focused on Nanfeng again, want to see how to deal with the waste that has no spirit pulse but has reached the third grade of skin refining.

And the two envoys of Xuezong did not stop them. They watched the scene with great interest.

"What? I'm a loser. I haven't eaten enough soil last time. I miss the smell of dust. Let me help you. " Hearing that Nan Hao was going to challenge, Nan Feng was happy.

It's very happy to clean up Nan Hao before entering Xuezong. Unfortunately, it's not easy for him to kill Nan Hao on such an occasion.

"No, Nan Hao was once defeated by Nan Feng?" Hear South breeze this words, the martial arts all around are startled to suspect a way.

Hearing these comments, Nan Hao is already ferocious. The killing intention in his eyes has been able to kill Nan Feng thousands of times.

"Nanfeng, bragging needs strength. It's a joke that such a waste as you can overturn and defeat me with one less hand." After ferocious, Nan Hao calmed down a little and said coldly.

Otherwise, the more anxious he was, the more warlords around him thought he was defeated by Nanfeng.

"Since you don't admit it, I'll let you have another shit today!"

"Traitor, take it, Huxiao fist!"

With a loud drink, Nan Hao suddenly kicks on the ground, pinches his fists with five fingers, and carries out the sound of tiger roaring, which is to smash the head of Nan Feng.

It can be felt that the tiger roaring fist of Nanhao at this time is not the same as before, and its power even exceeds the previous Nanfeng.Nanfeng is not willing to be outdone. Similarly, Huxiao blows out and bombards Nanhao again.

Bang! When the dull sound sounded, Nanfeng's body quickly retreated, and it took dozens of steps to stabilize his body, and his chest was surging, almost a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"You have reached the fourth grade of leathering!" Cold light flashed in my eyes, and the south wind said coldly.

At this time, he finally knew why Nan Hao dared to challenge himself in the public, and his south wind was overcast again.

"I'll go. Nan Hao is a bit shameless! The four leathers challenge the three leathers. " Around them, some people who can't see the past talk about Taoism.

"Yes, it's a big watershed between the third and fourth products of leather refining! After all, it's the gap between inferior and intermediate products. "

Nan Hao certainly didn't look well at these comments, but he knew that as long as he won today, all the rumors would naturally stop, because in this martial arts world, no one would gossip about the winner.

"Traitor! Die! You can never be a disciple of Xuezong with such rubbish as you Once again, Nan Hao, like a raptor, gathered all his strength and right palm, and went directly to the south wind.

"Falcon claw!"

The aura of leather refining four products encircles Nanhao's right palm and slowly closes up like a hawk claw. It is invincible. It takes out Nanfeng's chest and is ready to kill Nanfeng.

"That's the best skill of the Yellow level - Falcon claw. Once it's used, you will see blood. Nan Hao's heart is so cruel, it's the rhythm of killing Nan Feng!" Seeing this scene, there are not martial arts around, but also argumentation.

"What about breakthroughs? I'll still kill you! " At this time the south wind, the same ferocious said.

Although it's not a good time to kill Nan Hao, if someone kills him, he won't wait to die.