In the evening, clouds hang low and rolling thunder echoes in the sky, heralding a heavy rain to come.

The wind shook the mountaintops, and the grass and trees swayed. A thunderclap pierced the gloomy twilight and illuminated the valley, and the surrounding cliffs instantly showed a white silhouette, and the posture of piercing the vault was particularly terrifying. The wind is howling, and the insects and birds are quiet.

A flower marten jumped down a steep slope over a rocky rock into the lush green bamboo forest, and ran all the way to a small cabin.

The wooden houses are shaded by verdant foliage, and a faint turquoise glow is emitted in the dimness. The mink raised its right paw and scratched at the wooden door a few times, and then the wooden door was opened, and an old man with a bald head and white beard walked out of the house. The marten scurried into his arms with ease, squeaking and calling.

The old man stroked the bright fur of the mink, and at first he was full of smiles, but then his face gradually changed when he heard it.

"The monster walked with its upper limbs on the ground, and with strange sharp weapons in its claws, it cut down several trees at once...... You mean, there's a 'man' breaking in?"

The mink seemed to understand him, and squeaked and nodded.

"He's so good that 'Black Spot' isn't even his opponent?"

The mink's little head kept nodding.

The old man's expression became extremely gloomy, he looked up at the sky, turned around and walked into the house, took the package hanging in the corner with one hand, then pushed open the back door, and strode out.

The wind rustled the bamboo forest, and the old man's ears and eyes were sensitive, and he immediately heard the slight footsteps mixed in it. The man was coming this way with unusual speed. In the blink of an eye, the fourfold prohibition on the periphery was all broken.

The old man sighed in his heart: The person who came is really the successor of "him", and he will not be able to leave today.

In the seconds he had spoken, the man had broken the double prohibition again, and his figure quickly appeared in his field of vision. The two looked at each other through the front and back doors of the wooden house.

The man looked like a young man who had not yet reached the weak crown, with clear eyebrows and clear eyes, dressed in black, holding a long sword, and was arching his hand at him: "Uncle Shi, I can be regarded as finding you!"

The old man stared at him for a moment, not daring to be careless. The disciples of the Blood Wolf Monk, how can there be pure and good and the like. Judging from the reaction of the Spirit Devouring Spell, this young man had already stepped into the realm of the middle level of the Earth Yuan. Although the old man has a high-level cultivation of the Earth Yuan, he does not dare to say that he can win steadily.

The young man smiled slightly, and his eyes fell on the flower mink in the old man's arms: "This little thing turned out to be a pet raised by Uncle Shi, no wonder it is so clever that it can escape from my sword." Is the black-spotted demon leopard with it also raised by Uncle Shi?"

An uncontrollable look of anger appeared on the old man's face: "The old man has lived in seclusion here for many years, and he doesn't ask about the world, why do you still have to work hard with each other?"

"Uncle Shi is now compassionate. But who should the unjust souls who died at the hands of Uncle Shi in the past cry to!" The young man's tone suddenly became sharp, "Uncle Shi can't escape from the world, can he repay his past sins?"

"Sin?" the old man was stunned, and suddenly laughed, "Okay! The disciple of the Blood Wolf Monk has become a messenger of justice!"

"Uncle Shi is mistaken, I am not here for justice, only for revenge!"

The old man's eyes froze, and he asked in a deep voice, "Boy, what's your name?"

"The disciple's name is Qin Yan, and Uncle Shi has to remember it. ”

The old man looked confused.

"Uncle Shi didn't count the murder back then, how can so many nobodies remember it. The young man smiled, and his smile revealed an incomparable coldness. He stepped forward with his sword and stepped into the wooden house, swinging a few swords in the air, and the turquoise halo emanating from the wooden house suddenly dimmed.

The old man saw that his sword was powerful, and he knew that this young man was cultivating the art of "imperial weapons", and his heart was slightly calm. Among the techniques of this sect, the technique of "imperial weapon" is the sharpest, and it is invincible in Lanhua, and half of the disciples practice this way. However, all kinds of martial arts are mutually reinforcing, and there is an inconspicuous "shadow" technique that can restrain the "imperial weapon". In the past, the old man majored in "entering the void", but after living in seclusion, he turned to "incarnation" in order to be prepared for today's changes!

He quietly took a few steps back and said slowly, "Your Imperial Weapon Technique has been practiced to the sixth level, which is indeed rare. Such a good material and beautiful jade, it is a pity if it dies young. If you leave now, I can act as if nothing happened and don't care about you. ”

"Uncle Shi is really a bodhisattva!" Qin Yan showed a mocking look on his face, "Please rest assured, this is just my training mission, if I die here, no one will care, and Master will not come to you for revenge." ”

"I see. The old man's heart was completely settled. The blood wolf monk is ruthless, and a disciple who died on a study mission is indeed not worth paying attention to. But I should also reflect on myself, a kid who has just debuted and experienced can find his own hiding place, and he has been a little lax in the past few years...... He decided not to talk nonsense with this kid anymore, and immediately after the killing, he fled away and went to find a quiet place again. Thinking of this, he reached out and felt for the package.

Qin Yan watched his movements and knew that this old thing was really "relieved" to be a killer, so he didn't dare to slack off, staring at the other party's hands and protecting the horizontal sword on his chest. Although the opponent's Void Technique was restrained by his own Imperial Weapon Technique, it was difficult to guarantee that this old devil had any other secret method. I didn't see life and death, and I couldn't be careless for a moment.

The old man took out a few bright yellow charms, one with five fingers, and the charms burned in the air, and the gray smoke was filled, and the wisps spread towards the wooden house. Qin Yan didn't know if this smoke was poisonous or not, and stepped back step by step. Just as the gray smoke touched the wooden house, the light dimmed, and the front and back doors slammed shut. Qin Yan's heart was shocked, and he only felt that the entire wooden house seemed to have turned into a giant mouth of a beast, collapsing from all sides, and was about to wrap himself tightly and chew it up.

This old devil is really insidious!

Surrounded by huge pressure from all sides, Qin Yan bowed down and inhaled, turned around suddenly, and the sword qi between his hands skyrocketed, and in an instant, it was like a thunderbolt, and suddenly slashed out. With such a sharp sword qi, how can a mere bamboo and wood resist, and immediately saw half of the wall explode from it, and Qin Yan rushed out in the midst of the sawdust splashing, and then his right foot was a little on the bamboo pole in front of him, and his body flew around, falling back to the ground.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that the wooden house was completely covered in gray smoke, and in the smoke something was constantly twisting and turning, revealing the appearance of all kinds of creatures, some like leopards, some like bears, some like wolves, and some like long snakes and pythons, with sharp mouths and hideous mouths, screaming silently and rushing towards this direction.

One, two, three...... Eight! The old thing is not bad, and he can actually make eight spirits at the same time! Qin Yan secretly praised in his heart, raised the long sword again, and gently brushed the sword body with his left index finger, and the long sword made a pleasant sound if it was alive.

When the eight ghosts heard this, they immediately hesitated to pounce forward. They sensed the presence of a natural predator, and if it weren't for the old mana's strong enough power, the sound would have been enough to make them tremble.

The churning smoke froze for a moment, and in this short moment, Qin Yan calculated the position of the old man's qi, opened his mouth and drank, the long sword was taken out of his hand, and the sword momentum that had been accumulated for a long time poured out.

The long sword shot like an arrow, as fast as lightning, and in an instant, it pierced through the smoke bodies of the eight ghosts, and swept in front of the old man, about to penetrate his chest. But I saw the old man drink in a low voice, raised his hand to protect his chest, and flicked his fingers, just meeting the tip of the sharpest sword. The two touched, and there was no expected earth-shattering impact, and with just one slight, the devastating sword qi was completely defeated. Not only that, but even the long sword disappeared out of thin air, and the wisp of qi attached to it by Qin Yan was completely erased.

Qin Yan's body trembled violently, and he muttered, "It turned out to be a shadow! No wonder you have no fear......

The old man on the other side of the fog did not make a sound. For the dying man, he is too lazy to speak.

The smoke gradually cleared, revealing the silhouettes of the two men. The two looked at each other across the ruins of the wooden house, the young man looked panicked, and the old man smiled slyly.

"Uncle Shi, in fact, all this is a misunderstanding. Master misses you so much that she specially sent me to ask you to come back ......" the young man explained incoherently.

The old man smiled, threw aside the invisible long sword that had been "shadowed" in his hand, and reached into the package with both hands, feeling out something.

Qin Yan's face changed drastically. The hidden weapon after the "shadow" is invisible and shadowless, and the qi cannot be captured, so how can people dodge! If the old thing attaches some powerful toxins to the hidden weapon, how can he resist it with his fourfold "Han Blood Gong"! Could it really be the death day of this young master?

He suddenly looked behind the old man with wide eyes, with a look of surprise on his face, and shouted, "Master!" After shouting these words, he didn't have time to see what the old man's reaction was, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards the bamboo forest next to him.

"Whew!h Several strong winds shot under his feet, at the side of his arms, and from the side of his neck, all of which were only a fraction of a millimeter. He was undecided, and there was another alarm in his mind, and he tilted his head sharply in a hurry, and then the side of his face was cold, and a secret weapon flew past his face, leaving a deep bloody wound.

It's miserable, it's poisoned, and I'm going to die......

After a few seconds, he didn't notice anything unusual, and the aura on his face moved as usual, Qin Yan was happy in his heart: It turned out that there was no poison! This old thing is extremely vicious, but there are times when it misses!

There was another wind in front of him, Qin Yan hurriedly shrank his head, and saw that several hidden weapons that had been shot in front of him were whirling through the sky and returning to the hands of the old man behind.

Qin Yan was even more overjoyed. The old thing is reluctant to have that little hidden weapon, and he still plays the trick of receiving every shot, isn't he looking for death!

He stepped heavily on a bamboo, jumped into the air, bent his legs and wrapped his arms, shrunk his body into a ball, protected the major vital points, and launched the "Han Blood" at the same time.

Come on, you old man shoot as much as you want!

As if in response to his call, several hidden weapons burst into the air, one slashed through the thigh, one pierced the left shoulder, and the other was trampled down by him.

Blood flowed like an infusion, spilling from the air, sliding down a line of red on the bamboo leaves. He tumbled and fell back to the ground, staggering a few steps to avoid the turning hidden weapon, and turned to meet the old man.

The old man didn't know why he turned around, and after retracting the hidden weapon that was sent, he hesitated slightly. There are many desperate ways to die in this door, but don't chase too close, so that this kid has a chance to take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, he quietly took a few steps back with his feet, and raised his hand again, just waiting to deal the young man a fatal blow. At this moment, he suddenly noticed a sour numbness coming from his right arm, this strange state came so quickly, he didn't have time to make the slightest reaction before it spread to his entire body, and the Qi Sea Spirit Vein was blocked and dried up in an instant. For a moment he could no longer stand on his feet, and fell straight to the ground.

Until this time, he was still extremely puzzled in his heart, and he didn't understand why he was suddenly poisoned.

Qin Yan's left hand protected the wound on his right shoulder, and gurgling blood oozed from between his fingers, and the blood faintly glowed with a pale golden color. He slowly approached the old man, looked down at the old man's disbelievable expression, shook his head, and said, "Uncle Shi, you must be curious to know how you were defeated, right?"

The old man's cloudy eyes showed a look of longing.

Qin Yan suddenly raised his leg and stepped on the old man's chest, and the strong force penetrated into his body, destroying the internal organs in an instant. The old man was suddenly outraged.