Ye Chen glanced at the old man.

With a flick of his wrist, he lifted his knife and killed him.

The old man on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Ye Chen's next move, but his eyes immediately lit up slightly, and he didn't make any other movements, and he started with one hand.

The shirt around him bulged slightly, and the dust that had just landed behind him flew again.

One-handed virtual dragging.

Ye Chen's eyes lit up, he stepped on his feet, and suddenly jumped up.

The long knife in his hand refracted the cold light, dragging a semicircular silver light, slashing through the air and slashing straight down towards the old man.

Just when the blade was about to cut off the old man, I saw the old man, who had not moved, stepped on his feet, moved his body sideways, and the long knife made a loud noise, cutting it into the air.

Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged, the long knife had not yet fallen, his waist and abdomen twisted, the knife walked with him, flipped suddenly in the air, and slashed sideways.

A semicircular silver moon streaked across the sky.

It came to an abrupt end.

Ye Chen's brows furrowed, looking at the palm against the back of the knife, his arm was so strong that he couldn't make any further progress.

The corners of the old man's mouth were raised, his arm shook, and his strength came out with his palm, and when the palm of his hand flipped, the long knife had been pushed out horizontally.

Ye Chen turned over, drew a large circle of the long knife in his hand, and removed the strength of the knife, under the light of the knife, the long legs.

With a muffled thud, the old man pushed his arms sideways, pushing away the toes that were about to fall on his chest.

Ye Chen hooked his toes, and he actually followed the old man's arms as a ladder, suddenly jumped into the sky, and when he turned over, he held the knife in both hands and slashed down.

The long knife sliced through the air with a chilling sound.

If this knife is struck, it will most likely be split in half with one sword.

In the flash of light, the long knife has fallen.

I saw the old man's footsteps repeatedly, and the moment the long knife fell, a trace of afterimage broke away, and the old man appeared behind Ye Chen.

Seeing the afterimage dissipating under the knife, Ye Chen suddenly felt the sweat trembling all over his body, and before he could react, a palm had already landed on his back.

Flew out upside down.

The dust kicked up on the dirt road fell, and in the broken bushes beside the road, Ye Chen, who was in a mess, crawled out of it.

The long knife was clubbed to the ground, and his eyes were solemn.

There was a trace of blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

The old man stood in place, looking at Ye Chen who crawled out of the bushes, there was light in the old man's eyes, and he spoke again:

"Would you like to be my disciple?"

Ye Chen drew his knife and stood up, stood up straight, looked directly at the old man and asked:

"Where do we go forward?"

A smile rose at the corner of the old man's mouth: "In me." ”

After being silent for a long time, Ye Chen threw the long knife in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, knelt on the ground, and said loudly:

"Disciple Ye Chen, meet the master."

The smile on the corner of the old man's mouth became stronger, and he said three times in a row: "Good, good, good, hahaha!" ”

The muddy road leads straight into the distance, and the surrounding fields are full of greenery, and on the road, one old and one young, walk side by side in the distance.

Zhou Xue walked side by side with ten thousand ghosts.

The sky is dark and lightless, the heaven and earth are full of gloomy ghostly aura, and the road under your feet is dark, only the faint ghost fire is shining.

There is no life in heaven and earth, only illusory ghosts fluttering.

Zhou Xue looked up at the world blankly, and it didn't take long before she slowly moved, hidden in the ghost, and walked towards the end of the road.

At the end of the road, there is a fiery red color, a demon.

Lu Zhen was also walking on the road, surrounded by classmates who were talking nonsense, and as for what his classmates said, Lu Zhen didn't listen to a word in his heart.

He was looking around with his head up.

Even though he had been in the world in front of him for many days, his heart was always shaking every time he saw this.

Can't help but sway.

Surrounded by towering buildings, unlike modern buildings, the buildings in front of you are full of futuristic technology and full of science fiction.

There are virtual advertisements on top of the high-rise buildings, and the characters or objects in the advertisements seem to have stepped out of the advertisements and descended into the present world, making people feel at their fingertips.

On the street overhead, unmanned flying cars are moving.

High in the sky, you can even see military spaceships circling and magical mechs passing by from time to time.

"Lu Zhen, are you listening to what I said?"

The classmate next to him finally stopped talking nonsense, stopped and looked sideways at Lu Zhen, who was distracted, and asked.

Lu Zhen was stunned for a moment, retracted his fugue thoughts, looked at his classmates sincerely and asked:

"What did you just say?"

The classmate next to him sighed, and finally reluctantly repeated:

"It's almost time for the second year of high school, do you want to go to operation or scientific research?"

Hearing his classmate's words, Lu Zhen paused and said without hesitation: "Scientific research." ”

The classmate next to him looked shocked:

"Huh? Didn't we say that we would learn how to operate together? Aren't you still clamoring to control the best mecha in the world, why did you change it again? ”

Lu Zhen did not explain the surprise of his classmates, but continued to walk forward, his steps becoming more and more firm.

The first thing Zhong Yong did when he woke up was to raise his palm.

A cyan storm rose in his palm as usual, but this storm was much smaller than before.

However, it made Zhong Yong feel a lot more at ease.

Putting away the storm in his palm, Zhong Yong looked up and scanned the surrounding environment, which was a house, full of American style.

The house was a little cramped, he was sitting on a broken sofa, and the TV on the wall in front of him was rattling, and the content of the TV was a little chaotic, but it firmly attracted Zhong Yong.

A news was playing on the TV, and Zhong Yong saw a sentence in the blurred picture:

"The Law of the Alien was officially promulgated recently."

Zhong Yong's mind was a little confused, and he only vaguely heard the host on TV say:

"With the promulgation of the Law of the Anomalous, there has been a strong response from the world, and we interviewed several ...... of the Adepts."

After that, Zhong Yong didn't look at the news at all, but rushed out of the door, and the spacious street came into view.

"Hi Zhong."

Someone stopped in the air, said hello to Zhong Yong, and then waved his hand, and the person had already flown out.

Zhong Yong frowned, staring at the person who had just flown away.

Without any tools, it just flew in the air.

Retracting his gaze, Zhong Yong's face twitched, only to see a child snapping his fingers on the street, a spark appeared in the sky, and someone reached out to take it, and the newspaper a few meters away arrived in his hand.

From time to time, you can see figures streaking across the sky, and even hanging figures on the walls of houses.

Zhong Yong's heart thumped.

On the road in front of her, an old woman suddenly tripped over a bulging stone under her feet and was about to fall to the ground.

Zhong Yong frowned, opened and closed his palms a few times, and finally reached out and waved his hand.

A cyan storm appeared in the void and drifted towards the old man.

It's just that the storm is a little weak, and it doesn't seem to be able to lift the old man, but only weaken the strength of the old man's fall.

Just when Zhong Yong was worried, a fast-growing plant instantly wrapped around the old man's body, pulling the fallen old man back.

Zhong Yong looked up along the vine, only to see a window open on the opposite side, and a young woman with dark green eyes was looking at him with a smile.

"Hey." The woman said hello.

"Hey." Zhong Yong responded and laughed.