Chapter 796

"Come on! Come on!"

Nanmen Feng just thought about it, but the old man was aware of it. He drank loudly, but his hand suddenly made a force. Nanmen Feng didn't notice for a moment, and the green red Arm Armor suddenly cracked, but blocked the blow.

Nanmen Maple was suddenly alert. If there was no green red arm armour, he was afraid that his arm would have been broken at the moment. I dare not be distracted and act calmly.

"Hurry up!"

Nanmen Feng barely kept up with the old man's moves, and there was no time to breathe. Between his hands, the old man was early and fast. Seeing this, Nanmen Feng frowned and seemed to be clasped by the old man's backhand. Pushing his hand, Nanmen Feng tried his best to follow, but he couldn't keep up with the old man's hand. After several times, he was out of shape!

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!!!"

The old man drank a lot, and the South Gate Maple's eyebrows were sad, but he couldn't keep up with the old man's hand. Unconsciously, the green red arm armor was broken, and the green awn was like a rush of repair, so he barely protected the South Gate Maple's arms.

"Too fast... If it hadn't been for the green red arm armor, I would have been defeated."

Nanmen Feng frowned and followed the old man passively. Unconsciously, the fruit forest was full of wind and clouds. Nanmen maple and the old man pushed their hands like a shadow, but they even heard the sound of thunderbolt.

There was a faint sweat on the forehead of Nanmen maple, but it was the first time in a long time that he sweated because of the move. If it was as usual, I'm afraid that the maple would have fallen down before the south gate was sweating. But today, the old man left a lot of hands, just on the defensive.

"Hurry up!!!"

With a loud drink, the old man's hands suddenly didn't pick up. With a loud noise, even if the green red Arm Armor protected his arms, the old man had no time to repair his hands!

Nanmen Feng had no time to check the injury of his arm, but his chest was full of blood and his throat was sweet. The next moment, he suddenly spit out blood, and his look was depressed.

"Too fast... It's too late to adjust your breath..."

The maple in the South Gate dropped his hands, but he was interrupted by the old man. Between the broken green and red arm armor, he vaguely saw that the green awns were constantly repairing the arm armor. But the maple in the south gate was pale and bent. Just now, he tried his best to parry the connecting moves. I don't know when he forgot to adjust his breath. Qi is the root of form. If the old man hadn't broken his move just now, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as vomiting blood in a moment.

“……”

Nanmen Maple was unable to fight. The old man wanted to say something, but he frowned when he saw the green awn between Nanmen Maple's arms. At the beginning of fashion, I didn't notice it. Now I stopped. I also saw the green awn. I look familiar.

"Master, good skill."

The green awn on the tree seed is really unparalleled. Although the blood of Nanmen maple is out of tune, it breathes slowly between three or five breath, barely straightens up and says.

The old man frowned and was thinking about the green Mang, but he didn't care about the move of Nanmen maple.

"Shushan, 36 seats in Zhengyang, maple in the south gate. Didn't you ask?"

As he straightened up, Nanmen Maple also slowly breathed back and said.

"Nameless without surname. My old friend called me old wine head."

Between words, the old man looked at Nanmen maple, but his eyes showed an inexplicable look.

"What's on you, little guy?"

Between these three and five breaths, Nanmen Maple's arms are as good as ever, and the Qi and blood in his chest are also as good as ever. It's unbelievable!

"The seed of Jianmu. The elder must also know this thing. Today, I want to leave with my friend. As I said, I will do it."

Nanmen Maple slowly moved his hands. The broken bone wound had not healed, but the flesh was repaired by Qingmang.

As soon as he said this, Nanmen Feng thought that the old man would understand something. Unexpectedly, the old man grinned. Looking at Nanmen Feng, he smiled very loudly, "good!! good!!"

The head of the old wine shouted three times, but he immediately attracted him. Under the open space, several jars of wine suddenly sprang up. When he waved, they were all broken. The wine was like silver spring, but it was drunk by the head of the old wine.

"Some?"

Although there was not much wine, the old wine head spent more than a cup of tea between swallowing. In the end, the old wine head seemed to think of something, but he grabbed a fragment of the wine jar with some residue.

Nanmen Maple clenched his hands. During such a tea time, the broken bone of Nanmen Maple's arm was repaired by Qingmang. At the moment, he put on a good posture and said faintly, "no, do it!"

The old wine head drank all the residual wine, but he breathed, "one jar for a hundred years, three kilograms and three Liang for one jar. It's a pity that he drank it all at once today, but he didn't taste it."

When Nanmen Feng heard the speech, he clenched his hands and looked at the old wine head, "you and I are not the sworn enemy. Why are you so determined."

The old wine head threw away the wine jar and looked at the South Gate Maple but said faintly, "little fellow, why were you born?"

Nanmen Maple frowned slightly, but did not hesitate, "born as Tao. I hope to see the Tao of heaven and achieve a peaceful and happy world."

The old wine head grinned, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes, "you were born to be Tao, and I was born to be martial... Is it strange?"

Clenched his hands, Nanmen Feng smiled for the first time in a long time, "so, please give me advice!"

The body shape suddenly disappeared, the South Gate Maple frowned, but his face changed, "this... Is too strong!!!" between the remaining lights in the corner of his eyes, blood gushed, and the green red Arm Armor suddenly broke! The gossip just now seemed to dissipate in an instant, leaving only bloody ferocity.

Behind Nanmen maple, the old wine head suddenly appeared, but the smile on the corners of his mouth was more obvious, "come out! Come out!!!"

With one blow, Nanmen Maple suddenly felt a pain in his waist, but then he suddenly spit out blood.

"Too strong..."

Nanmen Maple can't even feel the old wine head's move. It's as fast as thunder and has no power to parry.

Two moves.

Nanmen Feng's hands were wasted and his back was badly hurt, but he was unable to fight again.

But after seeing the Jianmu seed on Nanmen maple, old wine head suddenly made efforts. Not only for Jianmu seed, he wanted to see Jianmu seed go wild and try whether his martial arts could compete with the legendary power of heaven and earth!

In the fruit forest, Huameng unknowingly went to the beach, picked a red fruit and touched it for a while, but he came to Shiqing's mouth in his arms, "come on, have a taste."

Shiqing's eyes were numb and subconsciously took a bite. The red fruit is nameless, but it is extraordinarily juicy. Although Shi Qing took a bite, a little juice flowed out of her mouth.

Hua Meng held Shi Qing, leaned close, lifted the veil, and showed a smile on his mouth, but he approached Shi Qing. Sheng Sheng exhausted the juice Wen on Shi Qing's mouth, "what a good girl like a flower..."

In a word, Huameng looked at Shiqing and felt pleasant to the eye, but there was a sudden loud noise behind him. "Start, can your little lover break in this time?"

... the green awn suddenly rose, but the maple in the south gate was half kneeling on the ground with blood stains. His eyes were blurred. The wooden armor on his body was green awn floating, and countless vines grew suddenly, sweeping the open space for about ten feet.

"It's so bad..."

Outside the vines, the old wine head looked at the vines around the South Gate maple, but frowned, "not as good as Duanmu in case!"

Outside the words, the old wine head suddenly disappeared. Nanmen Maple's eyes were blurred, and his face was mottled with blood, but he was unable to resist. The vines transformed by the surrounding trees suddenly shot, the vines flew, and the old wine head in the sky was stagnant.

Got caught!

The vines made of green mang on the tree of Jianmu are the enemies of Nanmen maple in the past. Without exception, they are dead and have no chance to survive. But it seems that the vines have been defeated since the moment when the old wine head broke away from the vines.

Even though the vines are powerful, the old wine head breaks countless vines with bare hands. These vines are born from green awn. Now they turn into fly ash after being broken by the old wine head, but they can't resist at all for a moment.

Compared with the strong enemies he met in the past, the old wine head's means surprised Nanmen Feng, "it's really strong..."

As soon as he read, the old wine head made a claw with both hands, pulled the vines, and rushed to the South Gate Maple several feet in front of him.

Cannot be a.

At the beginning, Nanmen Feng was interrupted by the old wine head's thunder. At the moment, he didn't have the slightest strength to get up. The vine turned from green awn has no strength to resist between the hands of the old wine head at the moment.

“！！！”

Three or four feet! This distance is only three or five steps away from old wine head. Nanmen Feng is very anxious. However, his body can't move.

In the middle of the air, the old wine head stood in the air, but he easily broke the residual vines. "It's too weak, and the fat man will die in your hand. If it weren't for the abundance of wood spirit among the seeds of Jianmu, you wouldn't be here."

Between the words, the old wine head didn't go any further. He just stood in the air. The vines turned into green mans seemed endless, but they turned into fly ash in an instant between the old wine head's hands, which could not last for half a moment.

Seeing that all the vines were broken, Nanmen Feng opened his eyes slightly and tried to get up, but the injury to his back was too serious.

Old wine head naturally noticed the action of Nanmen maple, but he didn't care. He didn't care about Nanmen Maple's life and death. He just wanted to see the world-shaking treasure in the rumor. He just didn't expect that the seed of wood in Nanmen Maple was much different from Duanmu bank's hand. He saw that it was going to take three or two moves to beat Nanmen Maple until he couldn't fight back. It makes the old wine head a little depressed.

"Is it over?"

Nanmen Feng's eyes were blurred, but he sighed in his heart. Although he saw that the old wine head was very strong, there were still some souvenirs.

"The road is not finished. It's a pity to walk all the way. It's a pity for Shiqing, Shushan and former disciples..."

Warm current, a warm current surging along the back, the green awn of Jianmu seed.

Nanmen Maple frowned slightly. The green awn of this kind of building wood relaxed the look of Nanmen maple.

The shadow of the fist came suddenly!

The old wine head stood against the sky, but he couldn't bear it three or five minutes later and took the lead. This time, he not only drank all the aged wines of hundreds of years, but even wanted to have a good time. These three or two moves ended. It's really unhappy. At present, it is the first to take the lead, but it only hurts and never dies. It strives to force out the nature of Jianmu seed.