The old man landed steadily in front of Wen Zhong, his eyes were casual, and he said lazily: "Boy, let them go, we can also be regarded as having a good fate, how about it?" Otherwise, well, if there is nothing else, you can't kill them with me here today, and you can't take them with you either. This old man looked so casual, but he spoke with an undoubted domineering, which made Wen Zhong also slightly stunned, who is this guy, why hasn't he seen it? Although he hadn't seen this old man, Wen Zhong could feel a threat in this old man's body, so now he was also very careful, this guy who didn't know where he came from.

After all, there are a lot of strong people on this continent, many of these strong people are retreating to the mountains and forests, not asking about the world, it is possible that he met one today, now even Wen Zhong does not dare to talk nonsense, the previous arrogance is also dissipated at once, and in front of such a strong man, where does he dare to be arrogant? Isn't that looking for death? Although Wen Zhong asked himself if he was not a good person, he would not look for death by himself, although this had nothing to do with whether he was a good person or not, and there was no correlation between the two.

Wen Zhong looked at the old man and said, "You senior, I don't know why you stopped me?" This guy has already grasped the lifeblood of my life and death, and he won't solve this guy, he is really unstable in his heart, this guy is still going to kill him, and please don't stop his predecessors. When Wen Zhong spoke, he glanced at Ximen Yinxue, and the cold light in his eyes made our Ximen Yinxue also surprised, but now that someone is here to save them, he doesn't have a big reaction, just a little surprised, why does Wen Zhong have such a strong hatred for himself? He couldn't figure it out, shouldn't he have a very strong hatred for him now? Why does this guy look even stronger than himself?

Duan Xide also walked to Ximen Yuxue's side at this time, patted him on the shoulder, Ximen Yinxue glanced at him suspiciously, but what he saw was that Duan Xide nodded at him, which meant to tell Ximen Yuxue that he could rest assured now, Ximen Yinxue glanced at the old man in front of him, and then looked at Duan Xide again, with an inquiry in his eyes.

Duan Xide smiled and nodded at Ximen Yinxue again, now our Ximen Yinxue is a little confused, why does Duan Xide know this old man who doesn't know who he is, he should have been by his side for a while, he shouldn't know this old man, and he seems to be the same amount before, it's hard to say, it shouldn't be this old man, right now, our Ximen Yinxue's eyes have a "sword" in his eyes, It seems to be asking Duan Xide, the old man, when did you hook up, if you don't say it now, it's good to have you as a guy.

Seeing Ximen Yingxue's cold gaze, our Duan Xide's back was cold, he smiled at Ximen Yingxue, pointed to the front, and signaled Ximen Yingxue to pay attention to the front, now our danger has not been lifted, we are still dangerous, okay, this information and the rest assured that he and Ximen Yinxue conveyed before, do not seem to have a contrary direction. But where can our Duan Xide take care of so many things now, right?

Ximen Yuxue glared at him viciously, and didn't say anything, just looked at the conversation between the old man and Wen Zhong in front of him.

Knowing that Wen Zhong doesn't know how to give up like this, our old man is also very obviously not a vegetarian, although he is also very reluctant to kill again, but if there is no way, he will also owe a few hands, hehe, hehe, it's that simple, if you guy force me to be unhappy, I will still slap you, this old man's eyes gradually became dangerous, he said coldly: "What did you say? If you have the guts, you can say it again, believe it or not, I will pat you? Do you know who I am? "This old man has a domineering aura on his body between his words, and he is also to be shocked by Wen Zhong, who is this old man, why does he have such a strong sense of oppression? No, this is not a sense of oppression, it is an oppression from strength, even if this old man did not deliberately release his breath, but the kind of strength in his body for a long time in his body will also change his body and figure a little, which will cause him to look different from other martial artists, but the other party doesn't know where this feeling comes from? It's a feeling of nothingness, you can't tell it, but there is a real existence, maybe it's an aura.

Even he Ximen Yinxue and Duan Xide were frightened by the breath that this old man didn't know where it came from just now, this old man obviously didn't have a trace of fluctuation just now, but they felt a sense of oppression, this sense of oppression can't be said, but it is real, this feeling, they can't say it, in Ximen Yinxue's eyes there is already a strong shock, what kind of person is this old man, why does he feel this way? Judging from the hand just now, the strength of this old man must be very strong, but I don't know where this old man is sacred, why he rescued them, and he seems to have a relationship with Duan Xide, what is the relationship between them, even our Ximen Yuxue is now curious in his heart.

Duan Xide was also given a very big shock by the feeling that was revealed by the old man just now, that kind of invisible fluctuation, even our Duan Xide didn't know anything, but it really shook his heart, and he couldn't say it all of a sudden, this feeling was very magical.

The old man looked at Wen Zhong with his eyes, it seems that Wen Zhong is just a worthless dish, our Wen Zhong also feels his own insignificance in front of this old man, this old man must be a very terrifying existence, even our Wen Zhong feels his own insignificance in front of him, his own strength is insufficient, he is now frantically looking for what this old man is, with such a powerful power, it will not be an ordinary existence, But even if Wen Zhong racks his brains now, he can't think of who this old man is, and this old man looks like a tattered appearance, what kind of identity he is, he can't judge from his clothes.