Chapter 1189

The thin middle-aged man came over with a gloomy face and looked at Han Ling with deep contempt, as if the latter was not his younger martial brother, but his enemy.

"Pu Feifan, is this your senior brother?" Nie Tian looked at the expression of the thin middle-aged man, frowned and asked Pu Feifan.

"Well, he is our eldest martial brother, Liu Haoyu." Pu Feifan nodded back, as if he didn't like the eldest martial brother very much.

"Elder martial brother." Han Ling saw Liu Haoyu coming, nodded slightly, bowed and shouted.

In any case, the other party is always a senior brother. At least there should be respect.

"Han Ling, the teacher asked you to come to Tianhuang city to practice, but it didn't embarrass you!" Liu Haoyu looked at Han Ling coldly and opened his mouth with a look of contempt and contempt.

"Elder martial brother, what do you mean?" Han Ling looked up slightly. Even if the other party was his senior brother, he couldn't say that.

"What do you mean?" Liu Haoyu's eyes were low and said, "aren't you ashamed to make a life and death pact with Qin Yang? You've lost all your face! I really don't understand why the teacher asked you to come to Tianhuang mountain?"

Nie Tian frowned. It turned out that Liu Haoyu was talking about Han Ling's life and death battle with Qin Yang.

The news spread so fast that Liu Haoyu knew that Nie Tian and others had just come out of the Tianhuang restaurant.

In fact, it's not surprising that such a thing is known by the swordsmen of the whole Tianhuang city.

"Elder martial brother, it's my own business and has nothing to do with the school!" Han Ling said calmly with anger in her chest.

"How can you say that it has nothing to do with the school?" Liu Haoyu smiled and said coldly: "if you die in Qin Yang's hand, the swordsmen in the whole sword world will think that the teacher's disciples can't beat the people watching the sword sea. Isn't this a disgrace to the teacher's face?"

"I......" Han Ling's chest was blocked badly. She couldn't vent her resentment. She didn't know how to explain for a moment.

If he lost the war with Qin Yang, it would really damage Mo Qianjun's reputation.

"Elder martial brother, you can't say that about elder martial brother Han." at this time, Pu Feifan couldn't see it and said, "as a elder martial brother, elder martial brother Han was humiliated. You only know to blame him and never want to avenge him. Is this what a elder martial brother should do?"

Pfeifan was young, but these words were resounding.

If Liu Haoyu really cares about his school's reputation, he will defeat Qin Yang and restore his school's reputation.

But he only knows to complain about Han Ling. What kind of senior brother is this?

Qin Yang humiliated Han Ling. Mo Qianjun's identity is different. He is a master of kendo. Of course, it's impossible to fight Qin Yang, but Liu Haoyu and Qin Yang are swordsmen of the same generation. Why can't they fight for Han Ling?

Nie Tian saw that Liu Haoyu's strength was also the sixth of the Heavenly Emperor, and it was also the profound realm of intermediate sword. He was as strong as Qinyang. Why didn't he dare to fight the latter?

"Pu Feifan, how do you talk to me?" Liu Haoyu was stimulated by Pu Feifan's words, and his face turned red. Then he stared at the latter with cold eyes and said coldly: "I'm your senior brother. You must respect me. You stay with Han Ling every day. What can you do when you grow up? Don't you become a waste like him. You can't even marry a beloved woman!"

"Liu Haoyu, I don't allow you to say that about elder martial brother Han Ling!" Pu Feifan's eyes sank and was directly angry, staring at Liu Haoyu mercilessly.

In his heart, Han Ling is more like a senior brother than all other senior brothers!

"Pu Feifan, are you going to reverse?" Liu Haoyu noticed the anger in Pu Feifan's eyes and roared: "you dare stare at me! It's arrogant. As a senior brother, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of the teacher today! Kneel down for me!"

With a furious roar, Liu Haoyu released a huge oppressive momentum and directly shrouded Pu Feifan.

"Don't!" Han Ling noticed something bad and exclaimed.

Even if Pu Feifan is only a child, kneeling in front of so many people is a blow to his Kendo will.

Liu Haoyu, as a senior brother, Pu Feifan can kneel down for him, but he is definitely not kneeling under such circumstances.

"Enough!" at this moment, a roar sounded. Nie Tian suddenly took a step, and his sword surged up like a hazy broken yuan, directly breaking Liu Haoyu's momentum.

"Hmm?" Liu Haoyu's eyes trembled slightly. Impacted by the momentum, he couldn't help retreating a few steps, and his face was extremely embarrassed.

"You, who are you?" Liu Haoyu stabilized his body and looked at Nie Tian with strong fear. Just now, he felt a terrible momentum rising, making him feel a terrible threat.

When he felt that Nie Tian's strength was only four times that of the emperor of heaven, he was even more frightened.

It's really weird that a four fold warrior of the Heavenly Emperor not only breaks his momentum and oppression, but directly shakes him back.

"Han Ling, let's go." Nie Tian ignored Liu Haoyu, glanced at the people around him and turned to leave.

He doesn't want to keep pestering. He just makes people laugh.

Liu Haoyu is mo Qianjun's disciple. Of course, Nie Tian can't kill him, but this man makes him very angry and doesn't bother to pay attention.

"HMM." Han Ling nodded slightly and was ready to leave.

After all, Liu Haoyu is a senior brother. Han Ling didn't hear what he said.

The three turned directly and left.

"Asshole!" seeing that Nie Tian didn't pay attention to himself from beginning to end, Liu Haoyu felt greatly insulted. Suddenly, he roared, and his sword intention burst out. He directly condensed into a sharp sword shadow and attacked and killed Nie Tian.

The streets of the celestial realm are very wide, hundreds of meters wide, and can accommodate the fighting of martial artists.

When Liu Haoyu struck a sword, a terrible sword shadow of nearly 1000 meters appeared, and the green stone slab on the ground broke directly. The crowd felt the terrible sword burst out and quickly spread to both sides.

"Be careful!" Han Ling felt the cold wind behind him and couldn't help shouting. He didn't expect that Liu Haoyu would really shoot at his fellow disciples.

"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyebrows tightened, his blood gas surged in his body, and his face was so gloomy that he was palpitating.

He didn't want to quarrel with Liu Haoyu, but the latter went too far and even shot in public.

I don't understand how Mo Qianjun, a wise man, could accept such a confused disciple.

"Boy, since you don't know the phase, I'll teach you a lesson for Mo Qianjun!" Nie Tian said coldly with a sudden sinking in his heart. Then he turned and stabbed out with a sword. A clear sword sound sounded, and the void trembled slightly.

The rolling sword roared out. The terrible shadow of the sword appeared in the air and threw it out fiercely.

In an instant, the terrible sword intention power burst out, and the decadent power burst out, directly tearing and destroying another sword shadow.

"Boom!" the moment Nie Tian turned around, the sword shadow just fell a few meters above Liu Haoyu's head.

If he sinks another half a minute, he can blow Liu Haoyu to pieces!