He looks like a middle-aged man in his forties. His hair is very short. He looks energetic and energetic.
"Did the Nangong family send you a god level beginner?" Chutian looked at the man and said faintly.
Last time, he killed Nangong Changxing, who was God level Xiaocheng. This time, a god level beginner came.
Chutian didn't know what the Nangong aristocratic family meant this time.
"Of course not. I'm just following my ancestors. I've come to tell you that my father is waiting for you at the place where you had a decisive battle with Nangong. " This middle-aged man with short hair said it.
"Wait for me, why wait for me?" Chu Tian asked.
"Nangong Changxing is the grandson of this ancestor. If you kill his relatives, he will certainly take revenge. Lao Zu will be there to avenge his grandson. " Said the middle-aged man with short hair.
"If he says I'm going, am I going? Go and tell him, and let him come to me. " Chutian refused.
"Chutian, you'd better go now, otherwise I can't guarantee whether your woman will be in danger." The middle-aged man with short hair cheered coldly.
"What, threatening me?" Chutian's face became gloomy.
"It's not a threat. As for whether you want to go or not, you should judge by yourself." Middle aged people with short hair will leave here if they put down a word.
"Wait, I'll go with you." Chu Tian stopped the middle-aged man with short hair.
"You're smart." A middle-aged man with short hair snorts.
Chutian looked at the middle-aged man with short hair, and a cool color flashed in his eyes.
Then he and the middle-aged man dodged to kill Nangong Changxing, took out Dashan and flew to him.
They just left Tianhua City, some distance away from the mountain. Chutian stopped the middle-aged man with short hair.
"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man with short hair cheered.
"What are you doing, hum? Of course I beat you." Chutian sneered and said that this guy dared to threaten him. Chutian felt that it was hard to understand his anger if he didn't beat him.
"You, you don't want to mess about." The middle-aged man with short hair stepped back and looked at Chutian in horror.
He's just a god level beginner. He's not as powerful as Nangong Changxing. Even Nangong Changxing can be killed in Chutian. It's no problem to beat him.
"Come on, you dare to threaten me just now. I can't help beating you for a long time." Chu Tian hummed.
"I just conveyed it according to the meaning of my grandfather. It has nothing to do with me." The middle-aged man with short hair said in a hurry.
Chu Tian wants to fight with the old ancestor. No matter what the final result is, if Chu Tian beats him now, it's a white beating.
"Even if it's not what you mean, you can talk to me. You asked for it." Chutian cheered.
Chu said every day, without waiting for the middle-aged man with short hair to speak, he directly flashed and bullied him.
Chutian's own realm is God level Xiaocheng now, and his fighting power can be compared with God level consummation.
And he has Shura blood in his body. With the improvement of his strength, his physical quality will gradually improve.
Chutian now feels that his physical strength should also be very strong.
Chutian didn't use the spirit power, but just wanted to fight with the ancient warrior who was the God level entry-level of Nangong aristocratic family with the strength of his body.
The middle-aged man with short hair in Nangong aristocratic family was a little relaxed when he saw that Chutian used his body to fight against himself.