Outside, Broken Peak Mountain.

The wind and clouds were surging in the south, and the wind swept through the forest, setting off a whistling and piercing sound, echoing all around.

Around this low peak in the south, in the dark, there seems to be a supreme momentum shrouded in it, in the face of this supreme momentum, it can be said that even the powerhouses of the Martial Ancestor Realm feel as small as ants!

Only a saint-level powerhouse can withstand the crushing of the supreme momentum in the dark.

In the darkness of the night, an old man with missing front teeth seemed to be slightly drunk, and his steps were staggering forward, as if this scruffy and unkempt old man had not noticed the supreme power that hung over the low peak to the south.

The old man plunged headlong into it.

At that moment, the supreme momentum that enveloped this heaven and earth seemed to fluctuate violently, and that invisible fluctuation was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but it was real.

Call!

The wind howled, and above the sky, dark clouds rolled over, and another muffled thunder exploded.

The bad old man squinted his eyes as if he was looking at the sky and as if he was looking towards the depths of this mountain peak, sneered, and said to himself: "Just thunder and no rain, is it really that Lao Tzu is frightened?"

As if in response to the words of this bad old man, suddenly-

Bang!

The supreme momentum that swept through this world seemed to be about to turn into substance, and in an instant, it was as thick as a mountain, and it was suppressed towards this old man with the momentum of ten thousand powers, and at the same time, there was a sound of breaking the air in the depths of the low peak.

A figure rushed out at a speed like lightning, and before the person arrived, the supreme momentum that this figure itself was carrying had already caused the surrounding wind, and a violent tornado was formed in front of it, and it swept towards the bad old man with a terrifying momentum.

In the tornado, there is a punch.

An earth-shattering supreme punch!

A majestic and mighty saint-level coercion emerged, and in the fist, there was a supreme and peerless fist power!

The bad old man's face was still pale, he was not shocked, he sneered, and said: "The old man has no other skills, but he just has a punch, and he specializes in fancy!"

After that, the old man stepped forward suddenly, clenched his fists and gathered momentum, and his originally slightly rickety waist stood up straight at this moment, like a towering mountain breaking out of the ground, as high as 10,000 feet, and the momentum was even more soaring to the sky, with a great pride of looking down on the heroes.

What does it mean to be domineering?

At this moment, the momentum that emerges from this sloppy and unkempt old man is the real domineering!

The bad old man's fist urged out, it seemed to be slow and fast, this style of fist seemed unremarkable, and there were no complicated changes, and even the fist did not sweep any fist momentum.

In terms of momentum, it is much worse than the fist that was wrapped in a tornado and bombarded with a strong wind.

However, it was such an ordinary fist that was unstoppable all the way into the tornado wind, isolating the tornado wind that swept over.

The next moment, this punch collided with the supreme fist that was wrapped in the tornado's strong wind.

At the moment of the collision, the domineering and unparalleled fist power in the punch evolved by the bad old man swept out like a volcanic eruption.

Rumble!

In an instant, under the bombardment of these two fists, the sound that erupted was tantamount to a muffled thunder above the heavenly dome again.

After a punch, the sweeping tornado was all broken, and there was nothing left.

There was also an additional figure in front of the bad old man, and I saw that this figure had gray hair, obviously an old man, but his body was extremely martial, and he was wearing a golden silk clothes, which invisibly showed a noble momentum that had been in the top position for a long time.

However, his face was covered with a black scarf, which covered his face.

The bad old man couldn't help sneering when he saw it, and said, "It's coming, it's coming, and you're still covering your face, do you still want to play such a childish act as covering your ears and stealing the bell when you're old?"

The old man in the black scarf was unmoved, his eyes were like electricity, he stared at the old man, and said, "Ye Wu, I haven't seen you for decades, and your martial arts don't seem to have made any progress. ”

Old man Ye squinted, looked at the old man in front of him, and said, "Are you Xuanyuan Taiding or Xuanyuan Taiyue?" In short, you are not Xuanyuan Taiyuan, Xuanyuan Taiyuan, this old monster old man can recognize it. However, Xuanyuan Taiding and Xuanyuan Taiyue are similar in size, and it is difficult to identify them under the mask. ”

"You are destined to be a dead man tonight, so why bother asking?" said the old man in the black scarf.

"Hahaha-" Old Man Ye laughed and said, "If you want to besiege and kill the old man, you don't dare to be upright and come here with your face covered, there are really three hundred taels of silver here." The so-called upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, you old monsters of the Xuanyuan family are extremely shameless, so the entire Xuanyuan family from top to bottom is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but in fact, it is full of male thieves and prostitutes. ”

The old man in the black scarf is also unwavering, without the slightest emotional fluctuations, after all, he is a hundred years old existence, accustomed to seeing everything in the world, how can a few words provoke his emotional fluctuations?

"This is the formation of inviting you into the urn, I thought you would turn around and escape, but I never thought that you would come. This was indeed unexpected by the old man. However, with your temper, it is understandable to make such a choice. The old man in the black scarf said indifferently.

Old man Ye sneered and said: "Lao Tzu has acted all his life, conformed to his heart, and fought if he wants to fight, how can he ever retreat? Besides, the old man's grandson and others are still in retreat in the holy land, where can the old man retreat? I, Ye Wu, am going to stand here tonight and tell the entire ancient martial arts world, no matter what the general trend is or what conspiracy and tricks, whether it is against me or my grandson, the first thing to do is to step on my corpse!"

As soon as the words fell, Old Man Ye turned his head abruptly to look at the other side, and said coldly: "Who else wants to surround and kill the old man?

"This ancestor will teach Ye Wusheng the unparalleled fist intent!"

Immediately, a black figure rushed out, and in an instant, layers of palm shadows suddenly appeared, and the palm shadows looked as if the space had been folded, so that Old Man Ye himself was shrouded in endless palm shadows left and right.

Every palm contains a transcendent holy power!

A trace of solemnity appeared on Old Man Ye's face, and on his old body, a wisp of pale golden brilliance bloomed, and then his fist was raised, and he swung out with the momentum of descending ten guilds with one force, and it slammed into the folding space where the layers of palm shadows appeared.

Thundered!

With the fist of Old Man Ye, the space shattered, the palm shadow dissipated, and there was a withered old man in a black robe in the field, the other party did not cover his face, and his face was like a dying tree, only skin and bones remained, only two ghostly fire-like eyes bloomed out.

Wu Zu!

"I'll try it too!"

"And this demon!"

As two loud shouts sounded, one left and one right, two figures filled with powerful and peerless saint-level coercion appeared, and attacked Old Man Ye together.

"The body is old, the blood is not cold! the fists are still there, who can match them?"

Old man Ye's momentum climbed, and his own wisps of saint-level aura were permeating, and in his seemingly old body, with the explosion of his left and right fists, it was like two human dragons roaring out, and with the momentum of not retreating, dodging, or dodging, he met the two saint-level powerhouses who were attacking!

Boom! Boom!

Two thunderous vibrations like thunder rushed into the sky, and the power of the endless sage collided fiercely in the void, and the strong wind that stirred up was like a tornado on the earth, dusty, flying sand and rocks, and the branches of the nearby trees were all suppressed by the strong storm, and then there was a snapping sound!

When the dust settles, you will see that there are two more people in the field!

The Four Great Sages besieged and killed Ye Wusheng!

......

Old man Ye is facing the siege of the four saint-level powerhouses!

This is the invitation to enter the urn!

Old man Ye knew and expected it, but he couldn't retreat or escape, so he came alone!

Just to tell the entire ancient martial arts world, whether you want to move him or Ye Junlang and others, there is only one battle!

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