Chapter 217: Sword King Dongfang Tao
Seeing the thin old man, Wang Hao's heart suddenly sank. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The opponent's martial arts are unfathomable, even if he is himself in his heyday, he is not necessarily his opponent.
However, sitting back and waiting to die is not his Wang Hao's style!
The matter has come to this, only by fighting to the death can there be a glimmer of life!
After settling his mind, Wang Hao gritted his teeth, and the wolf thorn in his hand struck out in the air, like a hungry tiger fighting a rabbit, and pounced towards the thin old man.
The thin old man was not in a hurry, and with a casual wave of his sleeves, he defused Wang Hao's attack.
Wang Hao was frightened for a while, and immediately changed his moves, and threw a dragon tail swing over.
The thin old man smiled indifferently, his fingers were slightly bent, and his hand was like a wind, and he directly grabbed Wang Hao's ankle.
Wang Hao kicked hard, but the thin old man's fingers, like steel drills, stuck his ankles tightly, making him unable to move.
The thin old man shook his head with a smile and said, "The reaction speed is okay, but the strength is still a little bit lacking!"
Hearing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but be stunned. This is his own full blow, and in the eyes of this mysterious old man, he only got such an evaluation.
Seeing that Wang Hao was unconvinced, the thin old man smiled and stroked his white beard. The arm suddenly exerted force, and he was thrown out directly.
"Bang dang!"
Wang Hao's body slammed into a big tree, his throat was sweet, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"War Dragon!"
At this moment, the three of them, Bingshan, Yanlong, and Saber-toothed Tiger, brandished wolf thorns and rushed over with murderous energy.
Seeing that an enemy was coming, the silver wolf opened its bloody mouth and raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar of anger.
When the other wild wolves heard the call of the silver wolf, they all opened their teeth and danced their claws, eager to try.
The thin old man patted the silver wolf's head and shouted coldly, "Stand down!"
The silver wolf, which was as fierce as a tiger, heard the old man's order, and immediately took three steps back with his head down, just like a docile dog.
The silver wolf is still like this, and the other wild wolves are naturally holding their tails and retreating one after another.
The thin old man glanced at Wang Hao, Bingshan, Yanlong, and Saber-toothed Tiger, and said with a faint smile: "Old man, I haven't had decent activities for a long time, so let's go up with the four of you!"
Wang Hao, Bingshan, Yanlong, and Sabertooth Tiger glanced at each other, they all realized the terrifying strength of this old man, and no one dared to underestimate them.
"Grandma's bear, Lao Tzu fought with you!" "The saber-toothed tiger is an impatient and takes the lead in attacking.
The cold light of the steel knife in his hand poured out, and with the momentum of splitting Huashan, he slashed towards the thin old man.
This knife is domineering and sharp, even if it is Wang Hao, he will feel his scalp numb.
However, the thin old man had a breezy expression. He didn't move like a mountain, and he waved his sleeves very easily.
The steel knife in the saber-toothed tiger's hand crashed into the air, and the whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Wang Hao, Yanlong, and Bingshan couldn't help frowning.
"Let's get on it!"
Wang Hao shouted, waved his palm like a knife, and slashed towards the thin old man's Tianling Gai.
Almost at the same time, Yan Long and Iceberg also raised their cold and shining wolf thorns, attacking the left and right wings of the thin old man.
The thin old man smiled indifferently and said, "Yes, this is a little interesting!"
Before the words landed, his thin and shriveled arm directly swept through thousands of armies and met Wang Hao.
Wang Hao couldn't dodge, and took the punch solidly. The bones all over my body felt like they were falling apart, and the pain was unbearable.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
At the moment of the calcium carbide firelight, Bingshan and Yanlong flew out one after another.
The four of them joined forces, and they were not the opponents of each other's moves. The strength of this thin old man is really terrifying!
Wang Hao glanced at the willow leaf flying knife pierced into the rock, his pupils contracted slightly, and he asked in a condensed voice: "Dare to ask the seniors, but the sword king Dongfang Tao?"
Hearing Wang Hao's question, a trace of surprise flashed on the thin old man's expression.
Then, he laughed out loud: "Haha, I didn't expect that I had lived in seclusion in this barren mountain for ten years, and there were still juniors who remembered me!"
Hearing this, Wang Hao, Yanlong, Iceberg, and the Mountain Eagle couldn't help but be horrified.
Dongfang Tao, the king of swords, has practiced a flying knife stunt, with no false hair, and has the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods. It is the ancient martial arts of China, a generation of martial arts masters!
Ten years ago, he defeated the Dongying Sword Saint Yanagi Ichiro on the top of Huashan, and he was in the limelight for a while, and he can be called the first person in ancient martial arts in China!
However, it was also in the same year that Dongfang Tao mysteriously disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown.
I didn't expect to meet him here!
The thin old man's eyes were as sharp as falcons, and he looked at Wang Hao carefully and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"
Wang Hao settled down and responded: "Wang Hao!"
Hearing the name "Wang Hao", a bright light flashed in the eyes of the thin old man, and he asked urgently: "Who are you Wang Zhan?"
Wang Hao was stunned when he heard this, paused for a moment, and decided to tell the truth: "It's my father!"
The thin old man had a sudden expression on his face, nodded, and responded: "No wonder it looks so similar, it turns out to be the son of an old man!"
Hearing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but be shocked, and couldn't wait to ask, "Do you know my father?"
The thin old man nodded and said, "There have been several encounters!"
"By the way, boy, how is your father now?"
Wang Hao's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he said, "My father was gone ten years ago!"
The thin old man's expression was slightly stunned, as if he was talking to Wang Hao, and it seemed like a person was talking to himself: "Sure enough, they want to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots." Even the people on the periphery refuse to let go!"
Hearing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but be horrified.
"Senior, what did you say, who are they?"
Before Wang Hao's words fell, in the mountains and forests in the distance, there was a sudden rush of gunfire, mixed with the desperate roar of a wild wolf.
Seeing this scene, the thin old man's expression was horrified, and the wolves fell into chaos.
As soon as his figure flashed, the whole person turned into a streamer and rushed towards the source of the gunshot.
The silver wolf raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, leading the mighty pack of wild wolves, following closely behind.
In an instant, in the huge mountains, only Wang Hao, the saber-toothed tiger, the Yanlong, the four icebergs, and the carcasses of the wild wolves were charred everywhere.
They looked at each other, looking at each other.
The reason why the thin old man is in such a hurry to go back must be that there is a fire in the backyard and something is wrong with the nest!
It is not difficult to guess that this is the masterpiece of a mountain carving and others. As to why they are like this, it is not known.
Wang Hao glanced at the iceberg and Yanlong, and said, "You guys hurry up and get out of here, I'll take a look!"
Before the words could land, his whole person was like a cheetah foraging for food, and he quickly chased after him......
(To be continued.) )