The old man didn't expect Zhang Yifei to say that he would do it, and he was unguarded, but he was punched by Zhang Yifei in the eye socket, and the eye socket instantly turned black, just like a national treasure panda.

How many years, how many years no one has beaten themselves.

The old man was furious in an instant, his old body straightened, his whole body exuded a majestic momentum, and his big hands were fanned towards Zhang Yifei.

Zhang Yifei was shocked in his heart, he had such a powerful momentum, without any hesitation, he quickly took out a small bottle from the bag, whistled, and then threw it to the old man.

"Beast, this is an antique, a national treasure!"

The old man's figure immediately froze, his angry eyes turned into extreme horror and heartache, and he turned around without hesitation, like a dog that had seen bones, and pounced backwards fiercely, his movements were fast, and he was scratching in the wind, it was hard to imagine that an old man had such agile skills.

When the vial was about to hit the ground, the old man finally caught it, and stared at the vial in his hand with a pale face, as if looking at his own son who was about to fall into the well.

"Good skills. Zhang Yifei's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "The old mansion of the Zhao family is really hidden dragon and crouching tiger, unfathomable, a security boss has such vigorous skills, more awesome than the sweeping monk of the Shaolin Temple......"

Meteor was shocked in his heart, this old man's speed is too fucking fast, even if it is a meteor, he can't guarantee that he can catch it, this old guy catches it effortlessly, terrifying, this old man must be very terrifying.

"Boss, let's go, I don't think this old guy is easy to mess with, let's not capsize in the gutter." Meteor said anxiously.

Zhang Yifei said excitedly: "Meteor, do you say that this old man is athletic?"

"His feet are not cheap, your hands are cheap, boss, I beg you to go quickly. Meteor felt worse and worse in his heart, and when he looked at this old man, it was obviously a prelude to madness.

Zhang Yifei looked at the old man excitedly and said, "Old man, I have something to do tonight, I will come to you tomorrow, let's have a good discussion." ”

The two of them hurried out, and in the darkness of the night, two sneaky figures hurried towards the gate.

Zhang Yifei admired himself as he walked: "This old man is so skilled, look at the action of the hungry dog grabbing food, tsk, if the grandsons of the national football team looked for him as a goalkeeper, we would have dominated the World Cup a long time ago." ”

"Boss, if you go to play football, you will already dominate the World Cup with your cheap hand. Meteor said with a sweaty face.

Before the two of them had taken a few steps, they heard the old man in the house roar angrily: "No one is allowed to leave today!"

This roar instantly alarmed all the people in the Zhao family, and Zhang Yifei was stunned: "Meteor, it's not good, this old man is also black." ”

As soon as Zhang Yifei's words fell, he saw the old man roaring with a Qingfeng sword in his hand.

Meteor's face instantly turned like ashes: "Boss, you're in trouble, this old guy is probably a fucking sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple." ”

The terrifying momentum coming from the old man's body made Meteor startled, this is fucking stronger than the momentum on the gods at the beginning, not to mention those supernatural people in the Holy See.

"Damn!" Zhang Yifei's face also changed, this old guy actually played really.

I saw that the old man instantly pulled out a few moral sword flowers and attacked Zhang Yifei like thunder.

"Whoosh!" Zhang Yifei's right hand instantly shot out a white light, a snow-white knife aura.

Roaring towards the old man.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and the sword qi that Zhang Yifei shot over was actually smashed by the old man's sword.

"My mother, boss, where did you Zhao family find this old monster!" Meteor was startled, and ran to the side.

"Damn, there's no righteousness. Zhang Yifei's hand instantly conjured up a knife.

The knife in his hand, like a round of moonlight, silver like a glow, flashed down.

The knife fell, and there was a "whoosh" sound twice.

The old man was forced back by Zhang Yifei's knife, and one of the cuffs was cut, and this amazing knife power made the old man's face change.

"What a domineering knife spirit. The old man's eyes shot a fine light, and the battle intent in his body became even stronger.

"Old man, what do you say you want, can't I give it to you? Why are you stopping me?" Zhang Yifei really couldn't understand why he was so angry because he didn't take this old man's things.

After hearing Zhang Yifei's words, the old man's face sank: "You brute, you actually stole things from the family, not all the things of the Zhao family will be yours in the future, you will still take them." ”

Although the old man was talking, the sword in his hand did not stop, and a fierce sword aura roared towards Zhang Yifei.

From the air, there is a sound of "zez".

Seeing this, Zhang Yifei's face was shocked, this old guy's sword qi is so powerful, especially his comprehension of swordsmanship, he is simply a pervert.

The knife in Zhang Yifei's hand fluttered out, like a meteor, it was very bright when it appeared, but when it disappeared, it was a flash, no one saw where the knife came from, and no one saw where the knife disappeared from, but there was a "whoosh" sound in the air!

Then there was a loud "boom".

Dust rose into the sky in an instant.

The old man pointed to the ground, and Zhang Yifei looked at the old man with a solemn face.

At this moment, Zhang Yifei was very depressed, didn't he just come to get a few things? As for inviting such a master to deal with himself?

"Boss, this old man is too powerful. Meteor watched the battle between the two and said with palpitations.

"Nonsense, the sweeping monks of Shaolin Temple don't have to fuck be as powerful as the old man. Zhang Yifei glanced at the meteor and said.

The old man's sword moved again, and his figure was like an afterimage, a sword light, sharp and sharp towards Zhang Yifeixun like lightning.

"I'll go, how can one move be stronger than the other. Zhang Yifei said quickly, but there was no stop in his hand, and the knife in his hand roared at the old man with a powerful chemical energy.

The crunch sound of "dingding" is endless.

Every time the old man makes a sword, Zhang Yifei can block it, and similarly, Zhang Yifei's knife, the old man can also perfectly dissolve it.

The meteor on the side watched the fight between the two with excitement on his face, it was so fucking exciting, I hadn't seen such a sword duel for a long time.

Suddenly, the knife in Zhang Yifei's hand shot out a round of golden blades, and the voice also sounded at this moment: "Old man, you are so old, let's stop fighting!"

"Leave the things behind, let's not fight, otherwise it won't be possible. The old man's eyes glared at Zhang Yifei angrily, and the old man's figure moved, and he jumped into the air, his sharp eyes were like sharp swords.

Raising the sword in his hand high, he quickly swung a sword at the rushing golden sword.

"Bang!" there was a muffled sound, and the old man fell to the ground.

After eating the slow cold wind, the old man stood with his hands in his hands, exuding an elegant aura on his body, like a living immortal!