Seeing that the hook-nosed old man was not dead, everyone was immediately excited.

With the support of this little grandmaster, their waists stood up all at once.

Liu Laosan, who was still scolding this old man for being a fool in his heart just now, seemed to forget the pain all of a sudden, let the servants around him help him up, and said with a flattering smile.

"Senior Mo, I'll know that you must be fine, this little bastard is bold, it belongs to the ...... If you don't see the coffin and don't cry, don't be careless. ”

The hook-nosed old man snorted coldly, in a very bad mood.

"I don't need you to say it, I was just going to have fun just now, but I didn't expect to almost capsize in the small gutter, this time, the old man won't give him any more chances. ”

After saying that, he walked tremblingly to the temple, obviously his injuries were not light, and it was likely that he had serious internal injuries.

Liu Laosan just wanted to follow up, but he was arrogant in the back, but when he saw that this old guy was not very reliable, he stopped.

This time, he was afraid of Xue Jian from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't dare to pretend anymore.

"Or wait for that little crumb to be scrapped, and then Lao Tzu will go in and kick his feet to vent his evil anger. ”

He thought to himself.

The hook-nosed old man had already walked in, and without saying a word, he directly raised his palm and slapped it towards Xue Jian, who was sitting on the ground.

This palm was almost all his strength at the moment, and the hook-nosed old man made up his mind to abolish him first, and then slowly torture him to avenge today's revenge.

Xue saw that his eyes suddenly froze, and he put on a pair of silk gloves on his hands at some point, and his two palms exerted force at the same time, using the flower-piercing palms to resist.

After swallowing the Great Returning Pill and the Yuan Qi Pill, in just such a short period of time, the injury on his right leg only recovered a small half, and he was barely able to move, but the Yuan Qi in his body had recovered a lot.

But just by relying on this, it was still far from enough to block the full force of a small Mixed Yuan Realm master.

A muffled snort came out of his mouth, and the palm of the old man with a hooked nose offset his flower-piercing palm, and the remaining strength poured on Xue Jian's body, causing him to crash directly into the stone statue of the City God Lord behind him.

The entire stone statue was suddenly torn apart, and Xue saw blood spurting from his mouth and falling to the ground, almost fainting in pain.

This is because he is wearing a golden coat armor, if it weren't for this, this palm would almost kill him.

He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, trying to stand up, but he couldn't feel the strength to do it.

He could only look desperately at the other side coming towards him.

Seeing that the general trend had been decided, Liu Laosan hurriedly brought in with a group of servants to show off his majesty.

At this time, because of the sound of the stone statue collapsing, Wu Qiancheng was also awakened, and he saw a group of people surrounding Xue Jian, who was seriously injured, and couldn't help but say angrily.

"Stop, he is the imperial court official of His Majesty the Emperor, you ...... How dare you assassinate ......"

Liu Laosan immediately spat at him, interrupted his words, and scolded.

"Go to your mother's court officials, if it weren't for Brother Lao Tzu's raising, you group of wine bags and rice bags would be able to eat a full meal one by one?

As far as he is a small master, he is also an official? Lao Tzu's fart is bigger than his official hat. ”

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on Wu Qiancheng's body, a trace of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in Xue Jian's eyes, and his right hand shook violently.

A delicate and small short sword flew out of his hand and went straight for the neck of the hook-nosed old man.

If this blow had been hit, the man would have died on the spot.

It's a pity that the old man with the hooked nose was too wary of Xue Jian, even if he couldn't stand up, the old man still didn't take it lightly.

He lifted his hand and clamped the short sword between his fingers, the tip of which was no more than three inches from his throat.

This scene made Liu Laosan and his group suddenly startled, and they hurriedly retreated one by one, looking at Xue Jian's eyes full of fear.

It's all become like this, and I still don't give up struggling.

Liu Laosan thought that if the short sword just now stabbed at him, wouldn't the consequences be lifeless.

"Keep it low, you have to keep it low-key in the future. ”

Thinking about it, he was shocked into a cold sweat, he secretly said in his heart, he didn't dare to pretend anymore, his eyes stared at Xue Jian, for fear that he would have some tricks.

The hook-nosed old man looked at the dagger and praised.

"It's a good thing, you kid has two peerless martial arts, and there are so many magic weapons, there must be a lot of family property behind it. ”

His eyes were already fixed on the silk gloves on Xue Jian's hands and the exposed golden armor.

slapped it with a palm of his hand, Xue saw that he was powerless to resist, and he was beaten and flew out, which was extremely miserable.

Wu Qiancheng in the corner wanted to rush up to help, but was easily subdued by a servant.

This time, he couldn't even get up, so he could only lie on the ground, quietly waiting for death, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Just as his eyes were about to fall into darkness, he seemed to hear a panicked voice.

In the darkness, a figure walked slowly from a distance, and at first it was still far away, but the next step was already standing at the gate of the Chenghuang Temple, and in another step, this person appeared in front of Xue Jian.

His blurred gaze moved up the hem of the man's clothes, and he seemed to see a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt, with black hair tied in a Confucian crown, and only two sideburns exposed, as white as snow.

This person is the national teacher Li Mi.

Xue Jian didn't know why the national teacher appeared here, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, anyway, there was nothing worse than now.

His appearance was completely silent, and even the hook-nosed old man didn't notice it.

This kind of elusive method immediately shocked everyone.

It seemed to them that the man had been standing there for a long time, but they only saw it now.

The hook-nosed old man immediately retreated as if he were facing a great enemy, and he felt an extremely dangerous aura in this person.

Liu Laosan was shocked.

"National Teacher, you ...... How did you end up here?"

Of course he had met this national teacher, and more than once.

It's just that the national teacher Li Mi is so high, even the three princes have to respectfully call the teacher, how can he be a ruffian in the market, how can he get into Li Mi's eyes.

When the hook-nosed old man heard that this was the famous national teacher Li Mi, he secretly said in his heart that he was terrible, and he was going to flee directly.

The national teacher of the Dayu Dynasty, although he seems to be a middle-aged Confucian and the head of the civil officials, everyone on the road knows that this national teacher is terrible.

It is rumored that Li Mi can resist the 100,000-strong army with the strength of one person, not by using wisdom, but by his force.

The realm of the national teacher Li Mi is unfathomable, some people say that he has already reached the realm of the great master of the upper three realms, and some people say that his realm has long been extraordinary.

The reason why the powerful empire in the north did not dare to annex the Dayu Dynasty was because of the fear of this national teacher.

As for why such a strong Li Mi wanted to stay in such a remote dynasty as a national teacher, no one knows.

As soon as the hook-nosed old man stepped into the temple with one foot, his body turned into ashes with a wave of the national teacher's hand.

The little Grandmaster of the Mixed Yuan Realm, under his nose, is as fragile as the ants on the ground.

Seeing a little grandmaster die silently, the fear in everyone's hearts instantly grew to the peak.

They didn't even dare to think about running away, but immediately they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.