Chapter 348

But Chu Tian's speed was faster than him. He stepped on his feet and shot out quickly. He stopped the middle-aged man with short hair. Then he hit him on the chest and bombarded him underground.

Bang, the ground was hit by the body of the middle-aged man with short hair.

Chutian jumped down from the air, came to the side of the hole, and lifted the middle-aged man up.

Then he threw the middle-aged man with short hair into the air with his arm. When the middle-aged man with short hair fell freely and came to Chutian's head, Chutian kicked out and kicked the middle-aged man into the sky again.

Back and forth in this way, the middle-aged man of Nangong aristocratic family was beaten by Chutian and fell freely countless times.

"Stop fighting. Stop fighting. It hurts."

"I'm wrong, OK? Please don't fight. "

Finally, the scream of the middle-aged man with short hair rang out in the air.

Chutian didn't want to teach the middle-aged man a lesson, so he stopped.

Finally, the body of the middle-aged man with short hair fell directly from the air and smashed a big hole on the ground again.

After a long time, the middle-aged man with short hair crawled out of the hole.

Chu Tian saw that this guy's head was black and blue now.

"Let's go." Chutian said lightly.

"Good." The middle-aged man of Nangong aristocratic family didn't dare to say anything more, but there was a little more fear in Chutian's eyes.

Chutian knew how to get to the place where he fought with Nangong Changxing, so he flashed forward and flew.

The middle-aged man with short hair of Nangong family was careful to follow him in the rear, and he didn't dare to go out for fear that Chutian would beat him.

Ten minutes later, Chutian idled away and came to the original mountain.

Now Chutian is a god level strong man. He can fly in mid air even without relying on his Shura Dharma body's wings.

Chutian looked down from the air, and there were traces of the war between the two men, which was very clear.

On the top of the mountain, there is an old man.

The old man was dressed in a flaming red robe with white hair.

Chutian has not been near the old man, you can feel the old man's body is like a huge stove, burning.

Even the air around him was illusory.

Chutian's eyes showed a dignified color. Even if the old man was not an old monster level figure, he should be a god level perfect strong man.

The old man also seemed to feel someone coming. He glanced at Chutian.

"Come down and die." Cried the old man.

Chutian frowned tightly, and secretly said that the old man was very proud.

Chutian jumped down to the top of the mountain, facing the old man of Nangong family.

Last time, it was the same position, but opposite was Nangong Changxing. This time, it was just another person.

"You killed my grandson here. Today I'm going to kill you here to commemorate him." The old man of Nangong aristocratic family said indifferently, as if Chutian was not worth mentioning in his eyes. He was an ancient warrior who could be killed at will.

"I think your grandson is too lonely on the huangquan road. I can send you down to accompany him for free." Chutian sneered.

He found that the people in the ancient family were really arrogant, but he always liked to slap these arrogant people in the face.