Chapter 330: Put Your Fingers Down!

Between the battles.

Four thrones, one day after tomorrow.

Walking at the forefront of the Praetorian Guards was an old man with a big knife on his back.

As soon as this old man appeared, even Chongdong and Chongda's commander gave up the first place.

"Yuan Sandao?"

The uncle smiled, he didn't know the other little guys, but he still had some impressions of this old man.

He has a good memory.

When the Ten Venerable Seats in the Central Region were fighting, this Yuan Sandao didn't seem to have such an old face, although a round of swimming had passed.

But the sword intent that looked at the world still left a little impression on him.

Yuan Sandao squinted and paced out.

Anyone can think that the sloppy uncle in front of him is an acquired person, and it took him half a day alone to find the gap in the space, and then he split the distorted space with a knife, and he didn't dare to underestimate this person.

The strength of that sword intent and that folding space......

Who dares to say that this guy is just acquired?

Even the fact that he can be the only one standing in the middle of the battle situation should not be underestimated.

Yuan Sandao knew that in addition to spirit refiners, there were many terrifying avenues in this world.

For example, pure swordsmanship, specializing in "ancient swordsmanship", and sword cultivation that is not mixed with any spiritual power at all.

Obviously, the person in front of you is very likely to be this special situation.

"You ......"

He lowered his head and asked in a condensed voice.

The entire Eastern Heaven Realm, the powerhouse of the throne, he is basically familiar with it.

The person in front of him did give him a bit of a sense of déjà vu, but if he really wanted to recall it, he couldn't remember the slightest wisp of it at all.

Even right now, this person was standing like this, and the more he Yuan Sandao wanted to see this person's face clearly, the more blurred his eyes became.

"How is that possible?"

Yuan Sandao was surprised.

He didn't think that the opening of the White Grotto would attract those peerless powerhouses who cut the path to come here.

So for now, there is only one possibility.

This guy has a special way of covering up, but there is no doubt that his strength is ......

Extremely strong!

The uncle looked at the four people in front of him, shook his head slightly, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, and then his hoarse voice sounded.

"Who am I, you can't remember what I said, skip this question. ”

He looked up at the sky.

"Any other questions, ask earlier...... Well, I'll give you three chances to ask questions, and when the time comes, I'm leaving. ”

As he spoke, he dragged up the sack on the floor, and with a clatter, lifted it to his shoulder.

Chongdong was furious.

He wasn't a good-natured man.

It's your guy's hand that's clearly swinging here.

After a ten-mile vacuum in the city, the world was turned upside down, and you said you were going to leave us three opportunities to ask questions, and then leave?

What a bullshit joke!

"Boy, my cultivation is not high, but my heart is not small!"

"Three questions?"

"Why don't I cut you into three pieces, and then show great mercy and give you ten opportunities to ask questions and ask why?"

As soon as Chongdong's voice fell, Qiu Xuan and Liu Jing on one side became alert.

For people of their level, trash talk rarely works.

If you can really make Chongdong anger the strange guy in front of him and force him to make a move, maybe he can break the deadlock.

Opportunity!

Yuan Sandao is also waiting for this opportunity.

The uncle laughed.

He was not at all as nervous as the four people in front of him, and he did not have the posture of facing a great enemy.

He's really like a rag-picker, wandering around, making all the worlds home.

So much so, walking in this deep pit and the smoke of the war, there is still a kind of casualness to pick up iron.

"Boy?"

After repeating a sentence, the uncle's smile suddenly froze, and his cloudy eyes focused on Chongdong's body.

"It's been a long time since I've heard anyone call me that in front of me. ”

"The world is so busy, everyone is in a hurry, as if they are in a hurry to be reincarnated. ”

"There are many ways to die, why choose this one?"

His tone was very calm, but the faint anger could also be heard.

It seems that the existence of this sloppy uncle is the kind of thing that I can do at will, but if you really want to point fingers at my will, maybe you will have to do what I want!

Chongdong obviously didn't see any trace of ruthlessness in this man's eyes.

But after this guy finished speaking, he felt an inexplicable panic!

"This ......"

Chongdong was shocked, he was the throne, what kind of guy can say a word, let himself have this mentality of being cowardly before fighting?

"Just talking?"

He threw away his panic, sneered, and said again: "It's just talking, you still dare to do it if you make Tiansang City like this?"

"Tiansang City ......"

The uncle shook his head and said, "Here, I didn't get it." ”

Chongdong laughed and pointed to the sack, "You didn't get it, could it be the kid here?"

"The corpse!"

He pointed to the corpse of the red dog and said in a huff: "That kid was also killed?"

Uncle sighed.

"If you really want to say that, it's not that you can't explain it like this, after all, I've made up for it for the last time. ”

"Of course, I killed people, I don't deny that. ”

"I have always done things very fairly......

He suddenly spoke, "Put your fingers down!"

Chongdong's hand pointed to the body of the red dog.

But the corpse was near him.

It looked like he was being pointed at and talking.

The atmosphere became extremely frozen with the uncle's drink.

Even the people outside the stadium realized that the situation was delicate, and it was quite a bit of a touch.

Chongdong's eyes froze, and his fingers turned unyieldingly, pointing at the uncle.

"You look proud, I can't move my hands, I want to listen to you?" he sneered.

As soon as the uncle's fat sleeve robe moved, the hand hidden inside seemed to be about to bend, but suddenly stopped.

He looked at Yuan Sandao in front of him, suppressed the urge to make a move, and then looked back at Chongdong.

"Young man, I admire you, when I was young, I was also very rushed, but this world is ......"

"You have to understand that it's easy to break if it's too rigid. ”

"It's easy to die when you talk to someone like this. ”

Chongdong laughed: "Young man?"

He touched his chin, where his beard was unkempt.

Looking at the man in front of him more closely, it seemed that this thing had more beard than himself.

But that's because he's unkempt!

Looking at the bone age like this, he can't survive to death at a hundred years old, dare to call himself a young man?

He said happily: "You kid really came with his mouth open, how old are you, are you weaned?"

"How old is your grandfather and me, do you know?"

"Talking like this, and don't look at how much cultivation you have?"

"The day after tomorrow?"

"When Lao Tzu was crisscrossing the Eastern Regions, you didn't know where to squirt...... Ahh

Before he finished speaking, there was a cry of pain in his mouth.

A severed finger slashed in front of him, and blood gushed out.

The sword qi that came out of nowhere slashed over his scalp like this, if he hadn't reacted in time, I'm afraid that this time, his head would have flown out.

Chongdong's cold sweat seeped directly from his back.

However...... Flinch?

Inexistent!

He caught the Void Severed Finger, and from this blow, he had already judged the general cultivation of the man in front of him.

"Throne!"

"Do it!"