Chapter 19 Life and Death

Nangong Wang tore off a piece of cloth and dried the blood stains on the dagger.

Wang Mo looked at Nangong Wang coldly, although the child showed a different coldness from his peers. However, Wang Mo is not jealous. Although he hasn't learned anything about martial arts, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know anything about it.

On the contrary, his understanding of martial arts is better than that of ordinary people, but because he can't learn martial arts, he can't use it at all, but it doesn't mean that he has no eyesight. What's more, he also has a good understanding of the martial arts used by the Nangong family.

The most important thing is that he is the king of poison, and the king of poison grinds water.

Nangong Jin looked at Wang Mo and smiled, "Uncle Wang, I think your biggest dependence is your poison, right? However, what you don't know is that my nephew picked up a red clam elixir a few years ago, which is invulnerable.

"How is it possible to have a red clam? How can this thing exist in the world? Wang Mo was shocked. The red clam elixir is the strongest antidote. The most important thing is that it can be invulnerable after taking it.

"Well, when I knew it was Zhu Nai Dan, I doubted whether it was a world of martial arts. However, Nangong Jin listened to my description and told me that it was Zhu Bao Neidan. Nangong Wang was very satisfied with Wang Mo's expression and smiled.

Wang Mo's heart sank. What happened today was beyond his expectation and was completely beyond his control.

"Uncle, everything is useless. My nephew has been waiting for this day for a long time. Nangong Wang didn't care about Wang Mo's reaction and shook his head and said.

Wang Mo stood still and smiled bitterly. It was appalling that a child had such a scheming. But for him, there is really nothing he can do. He doesn't have any power. The only thing he can rely on is his poison, which is why Wang Ping can leave at will without worrying.

However, I met the user of Zhu clam Neidan today, but there was nothing I could do.

Nangong saw that Wang Mo lost his mind, his heart moved, his footsteps moved quickly, and the dagger stabbed straight out. Wang Mo reluctantly moved his body, but it didn't work. Nangong looked at a much faster speed than him.

Seeing that the dagger was about to arrive, Wang Mo raised his right hand and a small needle flew out.

The small needle fell to the ground.

"Uncle, I said it's useless. I already knew that you had a bracket tied to your arm, and you would naturally guard against it." Nangong Wang said as he disturbed Wang Mo's thoughts, while turning the dagger up and down, sealing all the back roads of Wang Mo.

"Father, your opponent is here." Nangong Wang licked his tongue, and his eyes flashed crazy.

"No." Wang Ji, who was holding his head tightly, shouted hoarsely.

Wang Mo looked at the wound that was a little worse at the centrifuge, and then saw the two children who were also holding daggers and entangled together fell down.

"Wang Ji? If you dare to stop me, you can't die. I don't know why you are such a loser. They are saying that you are more talented than me. How can this be? I, Nangong Wang, am destined to become the strongest man in the world. Nangong looked at Wang Ji in front of him with hatred and roared loudly.

The child, also known as Wang Ji, was silent and stared at Nangong closely.

Wang Ji, who was holding his head tightly, felt more and more a splitting headache, as if it was about to burst out.

"Don't look at me like this, oh, even if your talent is better than me, you have just practiced martial arts for less than a year. Don't expect to surpass me, Nangong Wang." Nangong Wang is a few years older than Wang Ji and has been practicing martial arts for a longer time. He said with a cold smile.

"The dog on the roadside was born earlier than me." The young Wang Ji said disdainfully.

Nangong smiled angrily. He didn't have the slightest good impression of this child who was praised for his talent: "In that case, let's see the real chapter."

Xiao Wang Ji still stared at Nangong, looking like a wild wolf. Nangong's eyes were also extremely crazy, and it was hard to imagine that this was a war between two children.

"You are not my opponent. Let's get out of the way. The confrontation between us should not be at this time." Nangong Wang suddenly said something.

"This is my father behind." Xiao Wang Ji said firmly.

"Oh, so what. The one behind me is also my father." Nangong Wang smiled crazily and looked extremely horrible.

"You're crazy, I'm not." Xiao Wang Ji's heart is still beating constantly. For this person who can kill his father, he feels incredible and also terrible.

"You are looking for death." Nangongwang seemed to be stimulated. He grasped the dagger in his hand and rushed straight to Wang Ji. High jump

"The greedy wolf, looking at the moon"

Xiao Wang Ji looked up, but was stabbed by the light and hurriedly retreated. At the same time, the dagger in his hand blocked forward according to his intuition, and a strong force came and was knocked to the ground.

"Is that all?" Nangong was extremely disappointed.

"Hmm." Xiao Wang Ji on the ground got up and snorted coldly. The dagger in his hand shook and raised it like a sword. If you just look at the body shape, this dagger can also be used as a sword by Xiao Wang Ji.

"Let you see the Luohuang swordsmanship that Grandpa taught me." Xiao Wangji ran fast, but he looked extremely clumsy in Nangong.

"Faling Phoenix Nine Strikes."

Only three crisp sounds were heard. Although Xiao Wang Ji shouted the nine strokes, he only hit three times. Moreover, it was all blocked by Nangongwang.

"Fathuang swordsmanship is a magic skill in your grandfather's hand, but in your hand, it is just a scum." Nangong Wang curled his lips disdainfully and casually hit Xiao Wang Ji again: "If you only have this level, I'm afraid you and your father can only die together."

"Ah! I won't allow you to kill my father." Xiao Wang Ji roared, suppressed the pain, got up from the ground, and rushed to Nangong. Just like Wang Ji, who rushed to Meng Tian before.

"It's useless." Nangong looked at the child in front of him, whom his father called his biggest enemy, and never knocked him down. It was too boring for him.

What's more, he also wants the man on the ground to see that Nangong is qualified to be the most powerful person in the world. No one can compare with him, including this child.

Xiao Wang Ji's body on the ground was covered with wounds and finally fell to the ground.

"What? You can't stand up?" Nangong looked in front of Xiao Wang Ji and looked at the man on the ground coldly.

Xiao Wang Ji was silent, and he had no strength to stand up again. For a child, it is his limit to have suffered so many injuries and shed so much blood.

"Since you care about your father so much, I'll show you how your father died." Nangong looked no more at the child in front of him.

For him, this is already a dying man.

Slowly walking to Wang Mo, Nangong Wang sighed, "Uncle Wang, my nephew still respects you very much. However, it is impossible for you and me to coexist peacefully. In this case, you'd better go with peace of mind.

"Ah! Nangong Wang, how dare you hurt my father?" Wang Ji stood up with a dagger in his hand and trembled his feet, looking at the Nangong.

Nangong Wang did not look at Wang Ji behind him, but waved casually, and Xiao Wang Ji fell to the ground again.

Xiao Wang Ji's head hit the ground, and suddenly blood flowed.

"Watch it carefully. What a wonderful moment." Nangong Wang licked the dagger and said excitedly.

"No." Xiao Wang Ji on the ground and Wang Ji, who had a splitting headache, shouted at the same time. At this time, Wang Ji only felt a pain that penetrated into the soul spreading.

The dagger did not poke into Wang Mo's chest, but on Wang Mo, there was a man, a peerless woman who had been unconscious.

"No, Mom." Xiao Wang cried bitterly.

"Oh, Aunt Xiaoyi, why are you doing this?" Nangong Wang was indifferent and didn't care about the dagger, killing a woman with a peerless face.

He casually threw the woman aside, and there was still a faint sadness on his pale face. The three men who fell to the ground here, one is his favorite husband, the other is the best man he has ever seen as his brother, and the other is his son.

Wang Ji's soul was in chaos, and the lost memory instantly put him into the abyss.

Only Meng Tian can see it. At this time, Wang Ji's body was suddenly covered with black, emitting the smell of death, isolating everything around him.