The black-robed man walked around the meteorite, his eyes shining, although his perception could not penetrate, and he didn't know if there was anything he wanted, but judging from the red fog in the morning, there was at least a great chance.

Just as he stretched out his hand to collect the meteorite into Neidan and bring it back to dig again, a middle-aged man in a light blue robe suddenly appeared behind him, raised his hand and punched him on the back of the head, the black-robed man was indifferent to this, and three iron leaves shot out from the black robe behind him, respectively towards the middle-aged man's head, chest and armpit where he raised his hand.

The leaves passed through the body, and the middle-aged man's fist smashed down as usual, but it also passed through the body and did not hit the black-robed man.

The black-robed man put down his hand, and was not in a hurry to put the meteorite into the Inner Dan, which would only give the opponent a chance to take advantage of.

The middle-aged man frowned and asked, "When did you find out about me?"

The black-robed man took off the veil on his face, revealing an old, furrowed, and swarthy face, and he tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his face suddenly became more furrow wrinkles, and said, "You were taught by me." ”

The middle-aged man's face became more and more gloomy, and he sneered: "That's really an honor." ”

The old man didn't seem to hear the opposite, and nodded, "Indeed." ”

The middle-aged man didn't care about his nonsense, raised his hand again, and swung his fist at the door of the old man in the black robe, the old man looked very calm, and two more leaves shot out of the black robe, and at the same time shook his head and said: "This 'refraction phantom' will not work for me. ”

The leaves were still passing through the body, and suddenly, an obvious mist began to float around him, and the black-robed old man put his hands behind his back, as if waiting for the middle-aged man's move, just like the master was testing his apprentice.

In the mist, middle-aged people appeared one after another, their faces exactly the same as those in front of the old man, scattered and scattered, there must be thirty or forty in total.

The old man glanced around, shook his head and commented: "No matter how much it is, it's just a phantom, it's just a flower in the mirror." ”

Many middle-aged people ignored the old man, raised their hands and clenched their fists again, and rushed towards the old man at the same time.

Although the old man said it with disdain, he did not despise it, and his perception spread out, because of the fog of the middle-aged man, the speed of perception was delayed, as if walking in the mud, the old man nodded, and commented again: "It's still a little progressive." ”

For the praise of the old man, the middle-aged man doesn't feel that there is anything to be proud of, if it was before, maybe he would be quite happy, enough to invite a few friends to drink.

Since he couldn't perceive and investigate, the old man didn't perceive it, and from his robe, pieces of iron leaves shot out one after another, not only covering all the middle-aged people, but also some of them were shot in the air, all of which were places where the middle-aged man's real body could hide.

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth were slightly upturned, the old man turned back suddenly, the nearest middle-aged man punched him, the old man raised his hand to block, but the fist did not hit the arm for a long time, the old man knew that it was too late, and a huge force came from the bottom to the top of the jaw, and an invisible fist hit the old man firmly, and the old man flew out of the crater and fell not far from Sima Shuo and others.

Sima Shuo and the others were originally engrossed in staring at the fainting Huoxin, the old man suddenly flew out of the crater, they were all startled, and then they saw many identical people jumping out of the crater, attacking the old man in black robe at the same time, the old man in black robe grabbed the black robe with one hand, and then waved upward, the black robe floated in the air, and countless iron leaves shot out from the black robe, dense, but they all passed through the body, and did not hit the middle-aged man.

Some of the leaves landed on the shield left by the pine god, but fortunately it didn't break through, but only inserted an inch.

The old man reached out and grabbed the fallen robe, put it back on, and many middle-aged people who jumped out of the crater also came to him, and punched the old man in turn, and the old man diverged his perception again, but this time he did not scatter around, but stayed around him.

Watching the middle-aged people penetrate themselves, after the Nth middle-aged man, the old man suddenly raised his hand to fight back, a palm fell into the air, the old man suddenly took a few steps back, the middle-aged people followed, and the eyes were always dazzled, the old man said indifferently: "It's still too bells and whistles." ”

As soon as the words fell, a fist hit the old man's abdomen, the old man had already taken precautions, his right palm was blocked in front of him, and he grabbed it, and in the next second, dense iron leaves shot out of the black robe, and it seemed that he was ready to solve the battle with a direct move.

But at the same time as shooting out the iron leaves, the black-robed old man felt that something was wrong, because the power and texture of the invisible fist were not right.

The middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from behind him, and he sneered, "You underestimate me too much. ”

There was a huge force from the old man's waist, and the whole person involuntarily flew forward, flew out of five or six zhang and then landed, and rolled out more than ten zhang before stopping.

At the place where the old man was standing, the middle-aged man appeared, clenched his fist in one hand, held a wooden-framed round mirror in the other, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked at the place where the old man fell to the ground and said, "It seems that you were indeed injured a lot back then." ”

After a while, the old man stood up on his knees, spit out a mouthful of black blood in his mouth, and after taking a deep breath, he said, "It seems that you have indeed put in a lot of effort, and you are worthy of being the master of the four halls of the Iron Tree Hall." ”

Everyone exclaimed, "Discipline Hall Master!"

That's right, the middle-aged man is the hall master of the Iron Tree Hall Discipline Hall, Song Yan, a native of the Iron Tree Hall, his parents are both disciples of the Iron Tree Hall, and the previous second hall master is a master-apprentice relationship, and the authority in the Iron Tree Hall is very huge, second only to the first and second hall masters at that time.

Song Yan looked at the master he once respected extremely and said in a deep voice: "As the master of the Iron Tree Hall's Discipline Hall, I swear that I must slash you, the biggest traitor in the Iron Tree Hall. ”

The old man was noncommittal, glanced at Huo Xin, who had fallen to the ground for a long time, and said something that the middle-aged man was puzzled about: "It's almost." ”

Sima Shuo and the others knew what the old man was referring to, and once again focused their attention on Huo Xin, one second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds, half a minute passed, and Huo Xin still didn't move.

Song Yan snorted coldly and said, "So it's mysterious." ”

Raising the round mirror in his hand, he began to derive phantoms one after another with him as the origin, and each time he appeared, he rushed towards the old man, far more than before.

The old man stood in place, took a deep breath, clasped his hands together in front of him, and roared in a deep voice, "Iron Coral!"

From the black robe, branches of the iron tree burst out, and the branches were as sharp as spears, protecting the old man in all directions, and instantly turned into a hedgehog that was 'difficult to enter'.

All the 'loose strict' stopped almost at the same time, the old man put down his hands together, ignoring loose strictness, as he said, the injury back then was indeed too serious, it hurt his avenue fundamentally, the strength was far inferior to before, he couldn't defeat the current loose strict, but he knew the advantages and disadvantages of the loose strict battle very well, so it was not difficult to be invincible.

The refractive phantom can only deceive the eyes, and it is useless for the powerhouse of the Hua Dan Realm who has the ability to perceive, so Song Yan put a lot of effort into his natal weapon, first refining the trunk of the thousand-year-old water pine into a circular frame, and then using the scales shed by the crocodile wolf clan as a mirror to make the mirror he holds in his hand, the effect is to affect the perception of others, making it impossible to confirm the illusion and reality.

However, although this makes his body unpredictable, the problem is in the attack power, there is no offensive essence, he can only rely on his hands to fight, in the flesh or on his side, let himself be transformed into a 'fortress', then loose and strict can only look dryly, there is no way.

The old man ignored all the laxity and walked straight to the crater, and the middle-aged man stood there with a frown, as if he really couldn't help the old man at all.

Until he jumped into the pit, the old man had actually been secretly vigilant and strict, he knew his weaknesses, and it was impossible for him not to know about it, but there was no follow-up, which couldn't help but make him feel more and more wrong.

Walking to the meteorite, he raised his hand again and was about to put the meteorite into Neidan, but suddenly his hand stopped suddenly, looked around, and found a group of loose and strict circles around the crater, all looking at him in the middle.

At this moment, Huo Xin stood up slowly, tilted his head, and looked at Sima Shuo and the others not far in front of him in a daze, and then his eyes began to spread to the eyeballs from the edge, and finally like the fire sideburns horse that had gone crazy before, he was completely blood-red, and his expression became extremely hideous, like a beast that chose people to devour.