Sun Lang saw the iron sword in his hand slashing towards the palm of the old man, and he couldn't bear to see his blood splattered on the spot, so he could only close his eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Boom!"

A crisp sound rang like a bell...... Sun Lang was shocked, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that wisps of sparks burst out from the iron sword, but the palm of the old man's hand was not even broken by a layer of skin, and he pinched his sword blade like an iron pincer......

Sun Lang's arm was shocked and numb, and his mind was completely confused, not knowing what the reason was.

It stands to reason that although his iron sword is not very sharp, it is always metal, why is there no damage in the palm of this master's hand? Moreover, when metal touches skin, how can it make a sonorous sound of gold and stone intersecting? How could there be a burst of sparks?

Frightened, Sun Lang was not flustered, he was busy holding his breath and concentrating, his eyes were rounded to carefully observe the body of this old man, and he saw that the undercurrent in his body was surging, and an earthy yellow aura of spiritual power poured into the Shaoyin meridian along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, converging into his fists. Sun Lang has seen this earthy yellow spiritual power, which is similar to the one in Dong Xi's body, if he didn't guess wrong, it should be the spiritual power of the earth attribute.

Could it be that this old man can also be magical?

For some reason, now his eyes could see the flow of breath in the other party's body, but he couldn't identify the past and present lives of the person in front of him like a charcoal head. Therefore, it can only be guessed based on guessing and the color of the spiritual power in the other party's body.

Sure enough, Sun Lang looked at the old man's hand fixedly, confirming his inferences and speculations. I saw that the old man's arms from the forearm to the palm of his hand had all changed into cold cyan stones, and his five fingers grabbed the blade of the iron sword, making a sound of rubbing gold and stone. On his thumb he wears a large stone wrench, engraved with an intricately carved oracle bone script that resembles a knife carving, which at first glance is not an ordinary thing.

Could it be that this is his magic skill and artifact?

Who is this lord? Could it be that he is also a famous figure in the Three Kingdoms?

"Hahaha! Stinky boy! Let you see the power of my fossil magic skills! Let's see if you dare to hook up with my baby daughter again! Seeing that Sun Lang's face was full of horror, the old man was very proud, and his hand became more and more forceful, and he grasped the blade of the iron sword even tighter.

Fossil miracles? What the heck? Listen to it and be perverted!

Could it be that this man's arm can be turned into a hard stone at will? Indestructible with knives and guns, not afraid of fire and water?

How can people fight back?

Sun Lang was anxious and surprised, feeling that he had never faced such a strong opponent head-on. He drew his sword vigorously, but he couldn't shake it like a mud cow entering the sea, and the sweat the size of a bean on his head gushed outward, slid down his cheeks, and flowed into his neck.

When the old man saw it, he thought it was his tears that flowed down, and he looked up and laughed again: "Stinky boy! How can you be so mischievous? Was scared to cry? I see you still spread your hands, kowtow to me three times, and then kneel and swear never to come near my daughter again, and I may be able to spare your life!" ”

What he said was not bad at all, if Sun Lang wanted to get out at this time, there was only one way, that is, to let go of the hand holding the iron sword, and then turn around and run away.

However, this iron sword is a relic of the blood of the charcoal head, and Sun Lang once swore an oath: "The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead." "Even if you are dead at this time, how can you be willing to abandon it?

Sun Lang's heart was horizontal, and the natural stubbornness that was not afraid of death was born, and he smiled lightly: "Even if it is death, I will never let go!" Old horseman, your daughter has followed me wholeheartedly, I think you should honestly accept this reality! ”

"Hey! Attaboy! It's still a little stubborn! Seeing that Sun Lang was so iron-hearted, the old man smiled again: "Since you are looking for death, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" After speaking, he stretched out his other hand and put it on Sun Lang's shoulder. There was a bang, and the hand turned into a hard rock, and with a slight force, five fingers pinched down on Sun Lang's shoulder blades like tweezers.

Gegege......

Sun Lang only heard the sound of bones breaking in his ears, and suddenly a bone-piercing pain came from his shoulders to his brain, his eyes were pitch black, and he almost fainted in pain. But he would rather die than give in, so he endured the pain and struggled to support him, and he still stood in place when he was crumbling.

The old man became more and more proud: "What? Stinky boy still doesn't let go and beg for mercy? If I add half a point of strength, I can crush your shoulders, are you afraid or not? ”

Sun Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Old horseman, don't want me to beg for mercy!" He trembled and raised his left hand to hold the old man's wrist tightly, enduring the pain. He tried to break the stone arm off his shoulder, but it was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and he couldn't pull it at all.

"Hahaha! Attaboy! You've got a kind! The old man laughed again, and a sense of compassion rose in his heart, and he let go of his fingers slightly, wanting to let Sun Lang go.

It turned out that the reason why he wanted to fight with Sun Lang was to teach Sun Lang a slight lesson, where would he really kill and cripple him? The second is to show the majesty of the father in front of his daughter, which means that your happy lover is actually just a bad seed. At this time, he had already taken a lot of advantages, seeing that Sun Lang was so backbone, he also secretly admired it, thinking that it would be enough to stop, this kid was probably already afraid, so he first let go of one hand holding the iron sword, and said with a smile: "Master, I like this kind of person who is not afraid of death and has backbone!" Although you kid likes to show mercy everywhere, you are also an iron-clad man after all! Ha ha...... Today, for my daughter's sake, I will spare your life, and you will leave my house quickly, and never appear in front of me again! After saying this, he was about to release his right hand that was clamping Sun Lang's shoulder.

However, something suddenly happened to him to his great surprise. I don't know what's going on, he wanted to withdraw his right hand, but Sun Lang held his wrist tightly with one hand, and he couldn't twitch at all. When he looked up, he saw that Sun Lang was blushing, and he was using all his strength to hold his right arm tightly.

The old man was furious and scolded: "Stinky boy! What do you want? Shame on the face? ”

Sun Lang suddenly heyed and said, "Master, don't say too early if I advise you to be proud, look at my right hand!" ”

The old man turned his head to look at Sun Lang's right hand, and found that the iron sword in his right hand had disappeared out of thin air at some point. And Sun Lang's right thumb also wore a wrench at some point, which was similar to his stone wrench, but the whole body was made of rusty pig iron!

The master's surprise was not trivial, and he said suspiciously: "Huh? You kid, how can you still play tricks? ”

However, before he could speak to the ground, suddenly he caught a glimpse of the darkness in front of him, and it was Sun Lang's right fist that swung out, slamming towards his front door.

As Sun Lang expected, this old man's fossil magic skill can turn his limbs into stones at will and use them to attack the enemy, not only has the power to open mountains and crack stones, but also is invulnerable, water and fire. He secretly thought that this Sun Lang was too rude, and he was obviously going to let him go, but this hairy boy didn't kneel down to thank him and didn't say anything, but he even dared to fight back. In a fit of rage, the old man sneered: "Good boy! Balls! It seems that if you don't suffer a little today, you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick! ”

After speaking, he stretched out his left fist and met it head-on, thinking that his fists intersected, how could this kid's tender little fist be the opponent of his stone fist? Say anything, I'm going to break your arm!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the two fists collided impartially, and they collided head-on, and they exploded into the smoke and dust, blocking the sight of the two.