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Mu Tiancheng and the two people standing next to him all felt this decisive momentum on his body, and felt the terrifying killing intent, and the minds of the three of them instantly tensed up, and the whole state was completely raised to the peak, and they didn't dare to be careless. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

They all know that this time, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome.

However, although they had overestimated the strength of the old man as much as possible, imagined as difficult as possible, improved their skills to the extreme, and made the strongest preparations, but when the old man's attack really came, they were shocked to find that they were still wrong!

The old man's all-out decisive blow was far beyond their imagination, they didn't even have the strength to fight at all, all their preparations, all their self-perceived strength, seemed to be a joke, and completely collapsed in an instant.

The three figures, in an instant, flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Poof!"

In the mouths of the three of them, a mouthful of blood spurted out at the same time.

"Grandpa Mu! Fourth uncle! ”

Situ Qingfeng looked at the figure that flew out like three flying flotsam, couldn't help but exclaim anymore, and quickly rushed in front of the three of them.

The three of them slowly got up, glanced at Situ Qingfeng, threw a difficult and comforting smile at him, raised their heads again, and looked at the old man Mao who was standing proudly opposite, with a gloomy look on his face.

The blow just now not only hurt their bodies, but also hurt their hearts.

For the first time, they really understood that the gap in a realm was so big.

In just a slight pause, the old man surnamed Mao had already moved again, and his body was once again like an eagle in the sky, rushing down from the sky, and slamming towards Situ Qingfeng and Mu Tiancheng and others in front of him with one palm.

"Little master, let's go!"

Mu Tiancheng's face changed suddenly, and he almost didn't hesitate, and slapped Situ Qingfeng in front of him out with one palm, and then stepped forward and greeted him.

At the moment when his movements were just finished, a terrifying aura instantly enveloped his whole person.

I'm sorry, young master, I can only accompany you so far!

Mu Tiancheng's face instantly became extremely pale, and a desperate and sad smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that under this palm, he would never be able to survive!

The two consecutive palms just now, especially the one in the back, he had already suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and at this moment, he couldn't even raise the strength of Sancheng, and it was impossible to resist the terrible blow of the old man opposite.

The other two were also equally pale, with desperate expressions in their eyes.

"Grandpa Wood!"

Situ Qingfeng's figure was slapped out by the short and fat old man, and he fell to the ground fiercely, and the skin on his body was broken, but he didn't pay the slightest attention, just bounced up from the ground, looked at the three figures in the distance, and let out a sad cry.

In the eye sockets, a piece of crimson red.

The old man surnamed Mao completely ignored Situ Qingfeng's shouts, nor did he pay attention to Mu Tiancheng's desperate expression, there was no expression on his face, and he continued to slap the three of them fiercely with one palm.

Since you have chosen to be the enemy and have already made a move, then you must only strike to the end and kill completely, and any mercy to the enemy is cruelty to yourself.

It's his style, his principles!

However, just when his palm was about to press down on the three people below and kill them completely, his face suddenly changed, and immediately, his figure accelerated and continued to hit down fiercely.

"Old man Mao, I haven't seen you for many years, and you're still so ruthless!"

However, he is fast, there is a figure, but it is even faster, with the air, a voice that seems to be rippling sounds, a gray figure, in the sky, crossed a series of afterimages, in an instant, appeared in front of the three of them, a pair of palms, towards the old man Mao in front of him.

And the three people who seemed to have smelled the breath of death and looked at the figure of the god of death, but at this moment, they felt that the original invisible huge pressure on their bodies had completely disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be dragged back from the edge of the eerie and terrible cliff of death back into a world full of sunshine.

"Pound!"

A sharp explosion sounded at the same time.

The three figures, who had just felt a sigh of relief, involuntarily flew towards the edge as if they had been slapped hard by a huge wave.

Almost at the same time.

In the direction next to him, the same huge explosion sounded.

Liang Yuehua exerted all her strength, and with a surging palm, she fiercely touched a tall middle-aged man in front of her.

The middle-aged man's figure retreated a few times in a row, until he retreated to the base of the villa's wall, and a slight crack appeared in the wall of Beye's field in an instant, and under his feet, every time he took a step back, a boulder below burst a piece.

Liang Yuehua's figure also took a few steps back in a row, her long beard fluttering messily, and her face was pale.

"Are you alright?"

The middle-aged man stood firm, raised his gaze, glanced at Situ Qingfeng and Mu Tiancheng on the opposite side, and then turned his head and looked not far away, although he had protected as much as possible just now, but he was still shocked by the aftermath of the palm just now, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, the wolf was unbearable, and there was no more elegant Bei Chenxing on his body, and his face showed a trace of concern.

"I ...... It's okay, thanks! ”

Bei Chenxing reached out and wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, and a grateful look appeared on his face.

He and the three companions he brought, as well as Shangguan Mufeng, circled between Liang Yuehua and the three swords, but the gap in strength was too big, and he was not an opponent at all.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man in front of him appeared in time and took his palm for him.

His life was saved as a result.

"It's okay."

The middle-aged man nodded, his eyes slowly turned back to Liang Yuehua in front of him, and said slowly in a very calm tone, "Old Liang, I only have one son. ”

I only have one son.

This is a very simple sentence, and it is also a sentence that seems to have some inexplicability.

But he believed that Liang Yuehua understood what he meant.

I only have one son, I have to make this choice, I only have one son, but you are cruel to him, that is after the intention to destroy me, after you want to destroy me, I will fight with you!!

There is no need to say anything superfluous.

That's what he meant to say.

His tone was calm, but there was anger in his eyes, his men were wounded, his only son was almost killed, and anyone would be angry.

"Situ Wentian, you actually came, it's good! Very good! ”

Standing firm, looking at the middle-aged man opposite, the muscles on Liang Yuehua's face twitched a few times, and his mouth said twice that it was very good, but there was no good meaning, only infinite hatred and anger.

Today he is just dealing with a nameless boy, originally thought that this was just a very simple, hand-to-hand thing, but, again and again, repeatedly blocked, constantly obstructed, in his chest, an unspeakable breath, completely filled him, let him feel, incomparable need to vent, want to look up to the sky and howl, he Liang Yuehua, in this life, when has he ever experienced such a thing? When has you ever been so breathless?

"Since you're here, let me see your Situ Wentian's strength!"

Gritting her teeth, Liang Yuehua didn't make any more nonsense, roared wildly, and suddenly rushed forward.

Since it has come, the choice has been made, since it has been chosen, then there is no need to say more, to this point, a qiē word, there is no benefit, whether it is him or Situ Wentian, they have reached the last corner, there is no possibility of any concession, all the final grievances and grievances, in the end can only be concluded with fists.

"Today, let me Situ learn how to teach Liang Lao's tricks!"

Situ Wentian's body, his clothes rose without wind, bulging up, his body was straight, standing on the ground, as if he was standing on an ancient pile for thousands of years, even if any wind and rain hit the sun, any huge waves, could not shake him a bit.

A strong battle intent erupted from his eyes, soaring continuously.

With a loud shout in his mouth, his fist was raised fiercely.

"Pounding ——!"

The continuous blasting kept ringing.

The two figures became faster and faster in the air, and in the end, only two afterimages remained, and they could only vaguely distinguish the identities of the two by vaguely passing through the clothes of the two.

He's already got to this point!

Looking at the figures of the two of them in the air, a trace of bitterness gradually appeared on Bei Chenxing's face.

It's just that in just a dozen years, Situ Wentian, who was just one of his juniors, has grown to this point in such a short period of time, and against a master like Liang Yuehua, he has not fallen behind at all, and he, over the years, has not made any progress.

At this moment, he deeply realized that on the path of cultivation, that kind of sadness and cruelty, talent is really the most cruel thing in the world, given by God, you can't change it, and without this kind of thing, no matter how hard you try, you will eventually be abandoned, and thrown farther and farther!

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