Everyone followed the prestige, and a slightly thin old man, also in a white suit, walked towards them with his hands behind his back.

This old man has gray hair, slightly wrinkled face, a straight back, and a brisk and steady pace when walking, giving people the feeling of an ordinary old man with a healthy body, but the faint flash of light in his eyes made Liu Feng feel extremely dangerous.

Behind this old man, followed by the three young men of the Chu family, as well as the bewitching woman.

At this time, Chu Sanshao was really a cow, he pointed at Liu Feng and the others and shouted: "Uncle, these bastards first injured our people, and then killed our people, and said that I was garbage, and it would be a shame to kill me." ”

"Yes, yes, uncle, these people don't take the Chu family in their eyes at all, and if they don't kill them, the Chu family will have no face in the future. The bewitching woman followed.

Well!

The old man suddenly turned his head to look at her enchanting woman, and at this moment, the bewitching woman's face turned white in an instant, and then she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He's dead!

Just one look kills a person. Chu Sanshao's face was as white as paper with fright, even if it was his favorite woman who was killed, he didn't even dare to let out a fart at this time, and he was even very worried that he would be killed.

Fortunately, the old man did not embarrass Chu Sanshao, but said earnestly: "San! Today, the face of the Chu family has been lost by you, you used to be a little squishy and ignorant, and we elders don't care too much." But today's incident proves that we are all wrong, and conniving at you is to let you give others a chance, and give others a chance to slap our Chu family in the face. From today onwards, after you return to Chu's house, you will think about it behind closed doors, and you will not be allowed to leave the house if you open the saint in less than half a step. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! I listen to my uncle, and I won't go out in the future. Chu Sanshao nodded again and again, and balls of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from his forehead.

Then, the old man continued to walk towards Liu Feng and the others, and said solemnly: "You young people are really not simple, not only do you have the strength to defeat the masters of my Chu family, but you have even entered the state of infinity, if you are all children of my Chu family, it would be great." ”

"Unfortunately, we're not. Although Liu Feng felt that this old man was very dangerous, he behaved very calmly.

The old man's gaze was fixed on Liu Feng's body, and he nodded and said, "Tell me, which family are you from?"

Liu Feng said: "There's no need to say it, we just need to go back to Zhou Mountain now, what happened today was originally caused by Chu San's fault." ”

"No Zhoushan!"

The old man's brows furrowed, "You don't need Zhou Mountain to press me?" Young man, even if you are a child of one of those families on Buzhou Mountain, you will have to pay the price for slapping our Chu family in the face like this in Sichuan Capital City. ”

"What price do you have to pay?" asked Liu Feng.

"If you don't die if you take me ten moves, you can leave. The old man said seriously.

"Damn, what are you kidding, old thing, you're a Martial Saint, right? In a powerful half-step Martial Saint, can you catch the ten moves of a real Martial Saint? You just make it clear that you want to kill someone, right?" Han Xingrui said angrily.

Han Yichen's mouth was even more damaged, "Why don't we just stand still and let you slap a few times!

Ahem!

Chilong also wanted to say something, but after listening to Han Yichen's words, the number one killer in the world coughed dryly twice, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Hehe!

The old man was amused by Han Yichen's words, raised his hand and hooked his finger towards Han Yichen and said, "Okay, come on, let me make three moves, if I can't kill you in three moves, I'll let you go." ”

Nima!

The corners of Han Yichen's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at Han Xingrui, "Uncle, he ......"

"Don't be afraid, you go first, you can't bear the uncle and then go up. Han Xingrui took half a step back and sold his eldest nephew very unjustly.

"What's that, Feng ......" Han Yichen looked at Liu Feng again.

However, Liu Feng raised his head and whistled at the sky, simply not looking at him.

"Alright, don't act. ”

The old man had already walked in front of Han Yichen at this time, raised his right hand and said: "Three moves, you remember, I am Chu Tiandong, one of the thirteen martial saints of the Chu family, if you die in my hands, I believe that the elders of your family will be proud of you." ”

As he spoke, the old man's raised right palm fell downward.

The old man's slap was obviously no different from a normal person, but this small slap was pressed, but it gave people a feeling that the sky was falling, and Han Yichen felt like he was stuck in a quagmire at this moment, and his whole body couldn't move.

"Stop!"

At this critical moment, Han Yichen once again displayed the artistic conception of mantra.

But the most bizarre mantra in this state of infinity only made Chu Tiandong's falling slap pause slightly, but the pressure of the collapse of the sky did not decrease in the slightest.

"Hey, the artistic conception of the mantra is the same as our family's Chu Jian. ”

Chu Tiandong's eyes were half narrowed, and he said coldly: "It's a pity that my family's Chu Jian is dead, and I can't tolerate anyone else who comprehends the artistic conception of the true word, and with the power of my martial saint, I will completely kill you." ”

"Die, old fellow!"

Just when Chu Tiandong was about to kill the killer, Han Xingrui suddenly burst out, and a heavy punch was blasted out, and he actually made a terrifying fist.

"Old thing, do you really think we're going to watch you commit murder?"

Chilong also moved at this moment, he was obviously half a beat slower than Han Xingrui, but he arrived at Chu Tiandong's side first, and three brilliant blades shrouded down towards this old guy, the sharpness of the blade tore out the air with a loud sound.

"Hmm, you two even have a state of infinity!Is the state of infinity so widespread now?" In the face of such a terrifying attack, even if Chu Tiandong is a generation of martial saints, he didn't dare to underestimate it, he withdrew his right hand, and his figure disappeared from the spot in a flash.

When Chu Tiandong reappeared, his figure had already returned to Chu Sanshao's side.

Call!

Han Yichen, who had escaped death, let out a sigh of relief, and stretched out his arms and stepped back: "Stay away, don't get too close to this old guy, the Martial Saint has a saint-level realm, it's too terrifying." ”

That's right, the saint-level realm of the Martial Saint is ten thousand times more terrifying than the innate realm of the innate master, and the reason why it is called a Martial Saint is because the Martial Saint within the Saint-level realm is equivalent to a real master.

"Retreat, can you retreat? Three demons, how can I let you live?"

Chu Tiandong's face was very gloomy at this time, his figure flashed again, and he unexpectedly appeared behind Han Yichen and the three of them, and the two old hands were raised at the same time.

"Definitely!"

However, just when Chu Tiandong was about to kill again, another mantra came.

That's right, this time it was Liu Feng who made a move, and the artistic conception of the mantra made Chu Tiandong's movements pause slightly, but at this moment, an index finger like a sharp sword steel cone suddenly appeared out of thin air from the back of the old guy's head.

"Huh, it's the Northern Finger!"

Chu Tiandong turned around abruptly and shouted, "It's a pity, it wasn't that person who cast it, your Northern Immortal Finger is invalid for me!"

The old guy's voice formed a ripple of air, blocking Liu Feng's finger, making it impossible for this sharp finger to enter.

"Old thing, Brother Feng, I'll fight with you today. ”

When the Northern Immortal Finger was ineffective, Liu Feng raised his right hand, and a blue spear appeared in his hand, and then the big gun shook, and the head of the spear collapsed out of eighteen illusory spear heads, shrouding towards Chu Tiandong, "Give me this one hundred and forty or fifty catties, and slaughter the Martial Saint today to find a feeling." ”

"Fengyun has no spear!" Chu Tiandong was shocked by Liu Feng's move again, he raised his left hand and slapped forward, blocking Liu Feng's spear momentum with a bang, and shocked Liu Feng to stride back.

"Infinite Killing Technique!" Immediately after, the three swords of the red dragon shrouded Chu Tiandong again.

Chu Tiandong's figure flickered, and he dodged the blow five meters away, but then another Northern Spirit pointed at the back of his head.

This time, the Northern Soul refers to Han Yichen, who is also a person who has entered the Bird Village Feeding Hall, so he naturally learned this trick.

But Chu Tiandong still dodged this finger steadily, and his strange figure appeared in front of Han Xingrui again, raising his big hand to clasp Han Xingrui's neck.

At this moment, the terrifying saint-level realm erupted, pressing Han Xingrui's body unable to move, and even had a burning feeling of being surrounded by flames.

"Nima, fatal orgasm!"

"Needle!"

At this critical moment, Liu Feng and Han Yichen used their spiritual power to attack at the same time.

Ordinary spiritual power attacks naturally couldn't vibrate the Martial Saint, but the two of them had two different forms of spiritual power attacks, which played a slight role, especially as soon as the chanting needle came out, the pain that made people feel their souls tremble, made Chu Tiandong suddenly withdraw his hand, and almost made the movement of holding his head with both hands!

"Kill!"

"Definitely!"

"Die!"

Immediately afterwards, the red dragon's infinite killing technique reappeared, Han Yichen showed his mantra again, Liu Feng slapped his horse and killed, and Fengyun Wuxiang spear stabbed out;

This is not the end, Han Xingrui, who was facing Chu Tiandong, suddenly felt that he could move, obviously the other party's saint-level realm was still there, but he felt that there was a special force separating him from the saint-level realm, so he picked up his right fist, used the power of milk, and smashed Chu Tiandong's chest with a punch.

Bang...... Burst!

The two fists hit Chu Tiandong one after the other, and a blue spear pierced Chu Tiandong's waist diagonally, and three sword lights cut out three terrifying scars on Chu Tiandong's body that broke half of his body.

"Big ...... Uncle!" After Chu Sanshao, who saw this scene, shouted the word uncle, his eyes rolled upward, and he fainted in fright.

Huangfu Qin, who was watching the battle for Liu Feng and the four of them, also showed an incredible look on his face, and whispered: "Slaughter the saint!

At the same time, Xiao Chun's figure appeared in a building not far away, this exquisite waitress from Guidu Xiang, covered her small mouth with her hands and exclaimed: "They slaughtered the saints, and the four of them killed Chu Tiandong, one of the thirteen martial saints of the Chu family, this is ...... Is what I'm seeing real?"

Also at this moment, in a room on the top floor of the Guidu Xiang Hotel, the classical beauty's face showed a trace of surprise, and then she hurriedly said: "Help! Xiaochun, buy time for them, and let them leave the Sichuan Capital City smoothly." ”

PS: Thank you to T League for voting for the monthly ticket!