Let's go back to what happened just now, the old man stood on the top of the mountain facing the wind, the fire around him had been extinguished, just when he dared to ask where the road was, an old man with the same gray hair sat in the carriage in mid-air, and greeted the old man, and the old man replied with a salute and wondered in his heart: "Is it a peer?" ”

"This brother? I don't know what kind of strange treasure was born here, can you take it out and let me see it? Lao Suo smiled and asked, "If the price is right, I will not spare anything to buy it." ”

Several other people around looked at this guy who relied on the old and sold the old with contempt, and if they wanted to grab it, they would say it clearly, and there was a suitable price, how much was the right price? A penny?

"Treasures? No! I'm the only one here, and I'm a treasure if I have to say. The old man stood proudly, his voice was like thunder, and the people around him who were not cultivated enough were about to vomit.

The old man riding in the carriage pulled by the Flying Tiger narrowed his eyes, and a cold glow flashed: "Then you don't give face to say that?" I can't bear to just look at it, it seems that you are not a righteous man and a gentleman, either good or evil, then you must be an evil demon, then my Moyun Sword will get rid of an evil for the Heavenly Spirit Continent today! Knives are coming! Lao Sue shouted, and a cold light rose to the sky, like a long rainbow through the sun, straight into the sky, and then fell into Lao Suo's hands.

"Is that him? It's not that he's ......," the onlookers began to talk in private.

The old man was unaffected, his hands were folded, his body shone with dazzling golden light, and his mouth read: "Repay virtue with virtue, repay grievances with straightforwardness!" ”

The sword qi slashed across the air, and there was a killing intent that wanted to turn Mochizuki Peak into powder together.

"His strength has increased again." The masked woman who had just spoken to Xiao Hei and them spoke: "The temper is even more irritable, and the old man is in calamity today......"

Before he finished speaking, the old man stretched out his hand and grabbed and crushed the knife qi, like a breeze, the eyes of everyone present stared out, although the Moyun knife had been silent for a long time, it was also close to the existence of the extreme powerhouse, so light and light to catch him with a knife, even the extreme strong person couldn't do it!

"This is the first time!" Lao Yao replied with a smile, but the warm smile made all those present shudder.

Mo Yundao was silent for a while: "It's because I've lost my eyes, I don't know who the predecessor is?" ”

"Just call me grandpa, by the way you still have two more chances." The old man replied with a smile.

"A peerless powerhouse surnamed Yeye? There are no records! The onlookers who ate melons had already begun to make up the origin of the old man: "Could it be a strong man of a certain hidden sect?" ”

"You are stupid, the Hidden World Sect can cultivate a strong man with wool, no resources, no experience, what are you comparing with others who have a big sect backed by Tianyu."

"I think it should be a strong man who has used a pseudonym in the past, otherwise it is impossible for such a strong person to suddenly appear without the slightest record, it is okay to practice martial arts behind closed doors, and to practice martial arts behind closed doors is to wait for death."

"I think so."

The old man suddenly reached out and probed back, and an invisible poisonous needle was sandwiched between his fingers: "The second time." ”

The old man of the Moyun Knife was covered in cold sweat, and the invisible divine needle at the bottom of the box failed, he couldn't think of any other way to defeat this Chang Yeye, he rolled his eyes, put on a posture of going all out to fight to the death, and began to accumulate strength, and when the momentum was about to reach its peak, he swung out a knife qi as a way to obstruct his eyes, and then turned around and fled in embarrassment.

The old man shook his head and said, "Come and don't be rude, you also accept a gift from me." Then his hands clasped together violently, and beside Lao Suo, two huge palms suddenly took shape, and then quickly closed, and before he could react, they were slapped into powder and sprinkled in the air.

The old man frowned, and when the old man died, he felt a familiar but tiresome power, the power of destruction: "It seems that I am going to speed up my actions, this world has been deeply eroded by destruction." ”

A group of people around looked at the Moyun knife that was slapped into powder, and didn't know what to do next, "Grab the baby?" "You also want to die, don't you even have ashes left?" "Who knows what this means, if you accidentally anger him and be blown to death in one breath, wouldn't it be very wronged, then there is only one way to run, but now if you run casually, who knows if it will be regarded as a challenge to him by Chang Yeye and then killed, so a group of people can only stay in place, silent, not moving, not moving.

The old man looked at the existence of this group of soy sauce and cleared his throat: "I want to find a young man, teach carefully, and save the world in the future, I don't know who can lead the way, and when I succeed, I will ask for credit for you in front of my lord." ”

Hearing the old man's words, the eyes of everyone present lit up, it seemed that this was an old man who passed on his merits, although he looked very rough, but people should not be good-looking, so a young swordsman who thought he was a young man stepped forward in a chic manner, and hugged his fist to the old man and said: "Senior, Mo Yuwen, a swordsman in Xiawutong, is noncommittal to accept teachings in front of his predecessors." ”

The old man glanced at him: "You are no longer a young man, you have expired, and it is very dangerous to become a young man." ”

Mo Yuwen, who was hit by the heart, wanted to vomit blood, but he still insisted and said: "Seniors can't just look at appearances, can you ask seniors to give it a try." ”

The old man didn't refuse and nodded: "Okay, since you asked, I hope you don't regret it." As he spoke, a spar the size of a human head emitting a soft holy light appeared in the old man's hand.

"This is the strange treasure brought by the falling star, right?" A group of people whispered underneath.

"Silence, I still want it if you don't want to die."

"Accept him, and become one with me!" The old man was full of muscles, Mo Yuwen's face turned pale when he heard it, and the chrysanthemums tightened, thinking that this Chang Yeye had some other special hobbies, but thinking about it, if he could become as powerful as Chang Yeye, what would it matter if the chrysanthemum was remnant, as long as the world was invincible, who would dare to laugh at him.

However, the restricted-level plot did not happen, the old man held the spar in his hand and pressed it towards Mo Yuwen's face, flesh and blood flew sideways, Mo Yuwen's face was completely sunken, and his facial features changed from relief to yin carving, which was called a miserable.

The old man withdrew his hand, looked at Mo Yuwen who was rolling out in the air and shook his head: "It seems that you are not the person I am looking for, hey, I told you that this is very dangerous." As he spoke, he turned his hand and put away the dusty spar, and looked at the dry soy sauce party down the mountain.