……

The sloppy Taoist squirted out a sip of wine, and the wine mist formed by thousands of fine-grained wine droplets poured towards the old man!

Wu Zhong watched the wine mist approaching, and on his face like the bark of a dead tree, there was love again!

Not fear, but anger!

He humbly is an old slave of the Mu family, but no one really dares to regard him as an old slave, whether it is the head of the Mu family this time, or Mu Yi, Mu Yonglan and others, they all regard him as an uncle and elder!

Wu Zhong was born in an ordinary family, and his father was barely a 'martial arts man', but at most he was a second-rate or even third-rate martial artist, and opened a martial arts gym to teach Hong Boxing.

At the age of ten, Wu Zhong became a martial artist without a teacher.

A year later, he became a powerhouse of the seventh stage of the Black Iron, and was favored by the elders of the 'Seven Killing Sect' of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect and accepted as a closed disciple!

The following year, Wu Zhong broke through the Black Iron Realm.

At the age of fourteen, he broke through the Red Copper Realm and became a first-stage martial artist of the Silver Stage......

At the age of forty, Wu Zhong was already a silver seventh-stage powerhouse, one step away from the 'Golden Realm', and he was the youngest but strongest of all the silver seventh-stage martial artists at that time, not one!

At the age of forty-eight, Wu Zhong successfully broke through the Silver Realm and became a master of the Golden Realm, becoming the kind of super powerful existence standing at the top of the pyramid of the ancient martial arts realm!

It was also in that year that he became the head of the Mu family.

At the age of fifty-six, he broke through to the second stage of gold.

At the age of sixty-one, he broke through to the third stage of gold.

At the age of eighty-nine, he broke through to the golden fourth stage.

The following year, at the age of his ninetieth birthday, he successfully broke through and came to the watershed of the 'Golden Realm', becoming a peerless powerhouse of the Golden Fifth Stage!

However, since that year, Wu Zhong has not been able to go further!

He has an extremely high talent in martial arts, and he can be called a genius! However, the Golden Fifth Stage is already his limit, no matter how powerful a martial artist is, he can't beat the years! Wu Zhong's qi and blood are no longer vigorous, they are gradually drying up, and it is already twilight!

But no one can deny that Wu Zhong is indeed a martial arts genius and a real martial arts powerhouse!

――Among the 100,000 young warriors, there are only a handful of warriors who can finally reach the 'Golden Realm'! There are very few who can cross the watershed of the 'Golden Five Sections'!

Wu Zhong is proud!

Although he was wearing a very ordinary burlap green clothes, and although he called himself an old slave of the Mu family, he was more proud than anyone else in his bones.

So, when the sloppy Taoist squirted a mouthful of turbid wine at him, Wu Zhong was furious!

- Insult, even more humiliation!

Just like the rich man spat at the beggar begging on the side of the road, Wu Zhong felt that he was now the beggar who was spit!

- Shame!

Ever since he became a Silver Realm martial artist, no one had dared to insult him like this!

"Old man, don't deceive people too much!"

Wu Zhong was furious, he couldn't bear it anymore!

――What if they are fellow 'Golden Realm' warriors? What if you cross the threshold of the Golden Fifth Stage? What if you're a small notch above me?!

I am the 'Heavenly Demon Holy Hand'!

The once glorious Heavenly Demon Holy Hand - the martial artist who was regarded by the ancient martial arts world as the most potential to break through the 'Golden Realm'!

Even if he didn't break through to the Golden Realm in the end, he was still proud and inviolable!

The wine mist was drifting towards Wu Zhong, Wu Zhong punched out, the wind and clouds moved, and the sky changed color!

There is no temptation, and as soon as you make a shot, you will hit with all your might!

…… One move determines the winner, either you die or I die!

Defeat is death!

This punch seemed to make the heavens and the earth shake and change color!

This is Wu Zhong's strongest blow, and it is all that he has learned from hundreds of years of practice, all in this punch!

"Sunset Fist!"

Wu Zhong shouted loudly.

Sunset Fist collided with the wine mist, and then ......

And then, defeated!

Wu Zhong is defeated!

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhong's Sunset Divine Fist failed to break through the wine mist emitted by the sloppy old man's turbid wine, but was entangled in the wine mist at that moment......

On Wu Zhong's body, there were hundreds of bloody eyes in an instant!

'Poof......'

Containing a faint golden blood, spurting out from Wu Zhong's mouth, it was the essence blood of a golden martial artist, extremely precious!

"Sunset God Fist...... It's a little interesting, it turned out to be the apprentice of the dead old ghost 'Seven Killings', no wonder he was so arrogant, he actually dared to argue with this Daoist! The sloppy Taoist twitched his red rosacea and said angrily.

"You...... You're not a 'golden realm'...... You ......" Wu Zhong's eyes widened in surprise.

"The Golden Realm? Hey...... Dao Ye, when I was forty years old, I had already broken through the Golden Realm! The sloppy Taoist took a sip of wine and said infinitely lonely.

"Breaking through the Golden Realm at the age of forty?! This...... That's impossible?! In nearly 200 years, I have never heard of such an amazing and brilliant person! Wu Zhong said in disbelief.

"Humph! It hasn't been out for nearly two hundred years, so what about two hundred years ago? The old Taoist shook his head and said: "The frog at the bottom of the well, the rat's eyes are light!" ”

"You...... Are you a senior who has lived past two hundred years?! Wu Zhong was taken aback again.

"Two hundred?" The sloppy Taoist seemed to fall into reminiscence, and only said slowly for a long time: "On my birthday when I was two hundred years old, I seemed to be with the Yehenara clan...... It's Cixi's little girl drinking mare's milk wine outside the gate! It must have been in the autumn of 1850, when the little girl was only fifteen years old! Two years later, she was elected to the palace and became a Lan noble! ”

"Two hundredth birthday...... Empress...... You, who are you?! ”

Although Wu Zhong was seriously injured, he still got up from the ground wolf, his eyes were full of respect, and more of awe: "You...... Are you a 'Tianshu' senior?! ”

"Hey...... Count you kid still have some vision! The sloppy Taoist said: "Dao Master, I am really Tianshu!" ”

In Wu Zhong's sea of knowledge, the transient changes were blank, and his soul was shocked, and he was shocked beyond measure!

"You...... Are you really the Tianshu (rat) senior of the 'Kunlun Sect'?! Wu Zhong said in surprise: "According to legend, you have long been ......"

"Haha, I've already burped and returned to the West, right?" The Tianshu Daoist laughed and said, "Dao Master, I broke through the 'Golden Realm' at the age of forty and became the 'Curtain Realm'...... That is, what you are talking about now as the 'Diamond Realm' powerhouse, at the age of one hundred and fifty, half a foot has stepped into the 'Distanceless' realm, although it is still 'Half a Step Boundless', but how can I die lightly, how fun is that! ”

"You're the apprentice of that guy from the 'Seven Kills', right?" Tianshu Daoist said: "The Sunset God Fist also has his six-point fire!" ”

"Meng Qishu is the mentor below! I am the last disciple of the teacher and his close disciple! Wu Zhong replied honestly.

"You're in luck! If I hadn't seen you use the Sunset Divine Fist, you would have died by now!" Tianshu Daoist said: "I once had a friendship with your master over a pot of wine, and I won't kill you today!" ”

"Thank you seniors for not killing!" Wu Zhong said convincingly.

"Seven killings are okay?" Tianshu Daoist said.

"Teacher...... Seventy years ago, he drove to the west! Wu Zhong's face darkened, and he said sadly.

"Hahahaha......"

The people of Tianshu Dao laughed wildly!

"Why are the seniors making fun of you?" Wu Zhong said puzzled.

"Idiot! What an idiot! The Tianshu Daoist pointed at Wu Zhong's nose and scolded: "Seven Kills is not dead at all, he may live more than the old Dao!" ”

"What? My master is not dead?! Wu Zhong said in shock: "Impossible! My master obviously died of exhaustion of his life, and when he was buried, several of our brothers and sisters were there, and we watched my teacher sleep underground with our own eyes! ”

"Stupid, stupid!" Tianshu Daoist scolded: "Meng Qi's turtle breath technique, where can you see it!" He wants to fake his death, but you can't see it! I can feel his breath, he's alive! It must be a retreat somewhere, in a secret place! ”

"What the seniors said is true?!" Wu Zhong was overjoyed.

"Humph! Dao Ye, I can still lie to you, this junior! Tianshu Daoren's face was cold, and he said in a cold voice,

"Juniors don't dare!"

With an old bark on his face, looking at Wu Zhong, who was much older than the people of Tianshu Dao, he didn't dare to do the salute of the juniors.

"Get out! A pot of wine, I have already returned it to Meng Qi to kill! In the future, I will never show mercy to my subordinates! ”

Tianshu Daoist said coldly.

"Yes! The younger generation will never dare to provoke this little friend again! Wu said loyally, got up and saluted, and turned to leave.

"Wait! Bring me another word to the head of the Mu family's generation......" Tianshu Daoist said: "Sue him, if you don't want the Mu family to disappear from the ancient martial arts world, don't provoke the heirs I chose in the future!" If there is a next time, even if there is still a half-dead old guy in the Mu family who has been in retreat for hundreds of years, I will make the entire Mu family disappear like a Tianshu Daoist! ”

"The juniors remember, and they must bring the words of the seniors!"

Wu Zhong ignored the hundreds of blood holes on his body that were bubbling with blood, and the wolf fled from here, as if the obscene and sloppy Taoist in front of him was the most terrifying beast in the world.

……

"Hey, stinky boy, don't play dead!"

Tianshu Daoist looked at Luo Yang, who was lying on the ground, motionless, like a dead man, stretched out his toes and kicked his ass!

Luo Yang, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, suddenly jumped up screaming, covered his buttocks and screamed...... R1148