Chapter 20: The Old Man Appears

The time dragged on for too long, and Mo Lao also lost his patience.

Chen Yifan has never made a move, and he doesn't feel interesting.

At that moment, he stepped forward and prepared to officially kill Chen Yifan.

Admiring everyone's eyes before they died, this was Mo Lao's last enjoyment.

"Hmph, three, let's die together, I'll make your death comfortable. ”

"Chen Yifan, it should be your glory to die at the hands of a martial arts master, I'll send you on the road first!"

Mo Lao raised his palm, and a surging internal qi attached to it, ready to launch a deadly attack at any time.

Chen Yifan slowly retreated, and was forced into a corner.

He flipped his wrist. A silver needle was shot, and then it quickly flew out.

Mo Lao sneered, and then with a wave, he scattered all those silver needles.

"Chen Yifan, do you still want to escape? I am not interested in playing the game of hide and seek. Since you don't want to do it, then I'll officially send you on your way!"

Mo Lao rushed forward suddenly, and his speed was no less than Chen Yifan.

His momentum was fierce, his palms across his chest. has already condensed the incomparably powerful palm power, once it makes a move, it will inevitably be like a mountain and a sea.

"Die!"

Mo Lao suddenly accelerated, stopped in front of Chen Yifan, and slapped it violently with one palm.

Rumble!

As if a strong wind was passing through, the surging palm power suddenly vented out.

Chen Yifan happened to stop in the direction of the office door at this time, and there was no way back left and right, so he could only turn around and rush out of the door.

At that moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Chen Yifan was defenseless and hit his head on it.

"My mother's ......"

With such a back, Chen Yifan almost wanted to scold his mother.

Now it's okay, Mo Lao's palm power didn't open up, but he was given by the gate first.

Chen Yifan's momentum of rushing forward was also fierce, and this collision immediately smashed the gate to pieces.

At the same time, Mo Lao's palm power had already attacked.

Chen Yifan could already feel that the whirring wind had blown behind him.

Closing his eyes in despair, Chen Yifan bowed his back tightly, preparing for the arrival of a thunderous blow.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, and countless dust was raised.

The strong force in Chen Yifan's premonition did not strike, on the contrary, he felt that a person was coming towards him.

This person is very familiar, but Chen Yifan didn't think of who it would be for a while.

At this moment, a burst of sound broke through the air.

Chen Yifan was overjoyed, "It's him here!"

At this time, at the gate, sawdust and cement white ash that had been blasted down from the wall were flying wildly, fascinating everyone's eyes.

Mo Lao's eyes froze, and he suddenly felt a flying needle attacking.

He sneered, "Hmph, boy, I'm still playing with flying needles, to tell you, this trick is in front of me, and it won't work." ”

He flicked his sleeves, ready to slap the silver needles apart as he had done before.

But between the lightning and flint, Mo Lao suddenly felt a "chuckle" in his heart.

He sensed something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

At this moment, the silver needle flew in front of him. Mo Lao's sleeves carried a strong internal qi, and he also happened to be raised.

"Oh no, that's wrong!"

At this time, Mo Lao finally found out where the wrong place was.

It's these silver needles!

The silver needle didn't seem to be affected by Mo Lao's internal qi at all, and it directly attacked like a bamboo.

Poof!

In a hurry, Mo Lao twisted his body and forcibly dodged the flying silver needle.

"Damn, who's that?"

Mo Lao shouted angrily, and those silver needles actually came out directly through his body, piercing his body.

But fortunately, the internal qi attached to the silver needle had been offset by him, and then he avoided the vital part again, so although he was injured, it was not a big deal.

But it was an unforgivable thing for him to get Mo Lao injured.

The dust cleared, and the two men slowly walked out.

Chen Yifan helped an old man and said as he walked, "Old man, why are you here?"

"Ahem, I'm not coming again. You're going to be buried. ”

"It's still to blame you, why didn't you tell me that there are still martial arts masters in this world? If I knew, I would have practiced internal qi diligently. Chen Yifan seemed to be very unconvinced.

"You still have the face to say, "Ahem, did I beat you less?" But you just don't practice well. ”

"Then who told you not to tell me earlier......" Chen Yifan muttered a few more words.

The old man angrily knocked him on the head. "This thing, if you tell it in advance, it will affect your cultivation, so I didn't tell you, but you kid is still blaming me now?"

One old and one young. It seems that everyone is directly regarded as air, and they talk blindly.

Mo Lao snorted coldly, "Who dares to ruin my good deeds?"

The old man was supported by Chen Yifan and walked to Wang Jialin and his son. before stopping.

He looked at Mo Lao, with disdain, and said coldly: "Whose little kid are you?

The old man is over eighty years old this year, and Mo Lao is just about sixty, in front of the old man. It's really still a "little kid"!

A ruthless color flashed in Mo Lao's eyes, and he looked the old man up and down, and he was a little uncertain in his heart.

He said lightly: "You don't care who I am, who are you?"

The old man snorted lightly, "It's not polite. If you don't answer me, you dare to ask me?"

As the old man finished speaking, his figure shook and suddenly disappeared.

When the next moment appeared, it had already advanced a distance of three or four meters.

A few breaths later. The figure of the old man has already appeared on Mo Lao's side.

Syllable!

A palm was swung out and hit Mo Lao's face directly.

"Hmph, vulnerable!"

Mo Lao was directly blinded by this slap, and his eyes showed a look of horror. Covering his face, he quickly retreated.

"You ......"

The old man said coldly: "What are you, and do you want to be beaten?"

Mo Lao was in a hurry, and when he was about to make a move, he remembered the strength of the old man, and endured it again at the moment.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, count you ruthless." I'm going to let you go today!"

After Mo Lao finished speaking, he went directly out of the window and walked quickly.

When Lao Ai saw it, he immediately panicked, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he wanted to grab the door and go out.

Seeing this, Chen Yifan sneered and caught up.

Boom!

A punch was punched, and it hit Lao Ai's back firmly, knocking him out completely.

Lao Ai snorted. He fled without looking back.

Chen Yifan wanted to chase again, but suddenly saw the old man's figure shake and almost fell.

He hurriedly rushed up and hugged the old man, "Old man." Are you alright, weren't you awesome just now?"

"Ahem!"

The old man coughed for a long time, and finally with Chen Yifan's support, he came to the sofa and sat down, and he was a little better.

"Ahem. It's old, it's useless!"

The old man shook his head, "Twenty years ago, I was seriously injured and my body collapsed. If it weren't for your grandfather and your father's full treatment, I'm afraid I wouldn't have survived for so long. ”

Chen Yifan hurriedly stroked his back and said hurriedly: "When you're old, don't run around, isn't it, I was doing it with someone just now, it's true." ”

The old man smiled bitterly, "Hey, it's not okay to be old!"

"Besides, you think I want to come, I heard that there were two martial arts masters in Xiangcheng, so I came over to take a look, it's not that I don't worry about you. ”

Chen Yifan was moved in his heart, but he refused to admit defeat.

"Hmph, if you don't come, I can kill him today. ”

The old man smiled helplessly. "Okay, okay, I know you're amazing, your temper is the same as your grandfather, obviously I've beaten you all over the ground to find your teeth. But he always refused to admit defeat, hehe......"

Thinking of the past, the old man also showed a knowing smile on his face.

The strong enemy fled, and the father and son of the Wang family finally breathed a sigh of relief, and this time they picked up a small life.

At this time, seeing that the old man was a little more comfortable, they walked up together to greet the old man.

Chen Yifan introduced the two of them, and the old man nodded, "It turns out to be a quasi-in-law, you don't have to be polite, you will be a person in the future." ”

When Wang Jialin heard this, he was naturally overjoyed, "Old man, it's too chaotic here, you came from afar, I can't neglect you." ”

"Ruohai, go and arrange a banquet and give the old man a pick-up!"

The old man hurriedly shook his hand, "No, don't make a big scene, go to your house, and go see my future granddaughter-in-law while I'm not dead." ”

"Since the old man has spoken, that's okay, let's go to the house, Ruohai, go and arrange the car!"