On a remote road in the eastern suburbs, Wang Yue fled all the way and fled here.

It's not that he really wasn't the opponent of those people, and he was beaten and fled. But Yi Feng said that his role is not to save people, but to attract attention.

Because Yi Feng felt that Huang Zeyu could not still be in the third prison area, he must have been transferred to other prison areas a long time ago.

It was actually Yi Feng who saved Huang Zeyu.

"I shouldn't have anything to do, hehe."

Seeing that no one was catching up anymore, Wang Yue slowed down and walked leisurely on the eastern suburbs path, waiting for Yi Feng to pick Huang Zeyu out.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a slight sound of breathing around me.

"Who's pretending to be a ghost there!"

"Don't scare the master, get out of here, or you'll become a real ghost!"

Wang Yue frowned, a little nervous.

Could it be that there is also Zhang Xincheng's ambush here? It's impossible, that guy can pinch like Yi Feng?

Wang Yue thought like this, his whole body tensed, and he became vigilant. He is not afraid of anything else, he is afraid that someone will give him a cold gun, he is not easy to wind, and he can block bullets physically.

"Hehe, the little guy's hearing is so powerful. It's not easy to hear even my breathing so clearly. ”

"It's just that this temper is not very good."

An old man's voice came from the darkness.

Wang Yue followed the sound and saw an old man wearing a white practice uniform, black cloth shoes, and gray hair walking out from behind a nearby tree.

At first glance, this old man looked like a master of the world, and his tone and attitude were extremely empty-eyed.

"Who are you and what are you doing?"

Wang Yue's vigilance did not relax for a moment, and he could see that this was not an ordinary old man.

Moreover, this old man's aura was very strong, much stronger than the aura of the martial artists he had seen with Yi Feng.

"The old man's surname is Qi, his name is Zhen, and his ancestor is Qi Jiguang, a famous anti-Japanese general of the Ming Dynasty. I am one of the few martial arts masters in Huaxia, but I am slightly better than ordinary martial arts masters. ”

"Little one, I've heard your name for a long time."

Qi Lao stood with his hands in his hands, and the old god introduced himself on the ground and moved out his ancestors.

It's not that he's showing off anything, but in his opinion, no matter how powerful the so-called Inquisitor is, it's not at the same level as him. There are not many martial artists in this world who dare to compete with the great grandmaster, and even many people are terrified when they hear the name of the great grandmaster.

He didn't bother to do anything, and it was better for the judge to be caught himself when he heard his name. When he captures it back and hands it over to Gong Jun, his task will be completed.

"Qi Jiguang? Snort, a surname says it's your ancestor, why are you so shameless. If my surname is Zhang, then Zhang Daoling is still my ancestor. ”

When Wang Yue heard this, he said with a sneer.

However, that sentence of the martial arts master made him a little surprised. He always heard Yi Feng say that martial arts grandmasters were dragon-like figures in the martial arts world, but that was for ordinary martial artists, and for them monks, there was no difference between martial arts grandmasters and ordinary martial artists.

However, this was also the first time Wang Yue had seen a martial arts master, and he felt a little strange. I want to see how this martial arts master is different from ordinary people.

was ridiculed by Wang Yue, Qi Lao was not angry, but his expression was a little shocked.

He had seen many martial artists who claimed to be very powerful, but as soon as he heard about his name as a great grandmaster, he was already frightened before he could even use his legs. But this judge actually dared to fight with him, didn't he know what the three words of the great grandmaster meant?

Qi Lao looked at Wang Yue and sneered:

"I've heard a lot about your deeds, and I've heard that your verbal efforts are also unforgiving, and the old man can be regarded as a leader today."

"But I still want to try if your fist and foot kung fu is as powerful as your verbal kung fu."

"Later, if you dare to beg for mercy, I will destroy you. If you have hard bones, I Qi Zhen can only afford to look down on you! ”

When Wang Yue heard this, he also looked eager to try, and said with gusting hands:

"Okay, I have always respected the old and loved the young, seeing that you are so old, I will be merciful."

He estimated that the old man regarded him as Yi Feng, because what the old man said was all used to form Yi Feng.

But it doesn't affect anything, Yi Feng is not here, he is enough to clean up this old man.

"Huangkou is a child, he is not very old, but his tone is not small. If you can take three tricks from me, I'll count you as good! ”

Qi Lao was slightly irritated by Wang Yue's words, snorted coldly, and rushed over.

The old man, though he was old, walked like a wind, and the fallen leaves on both sides of the road were carried up by the wind under his feet.

He smashed his punch, Wang Yue tentatively raised his hand to block, but was shocked by Qi Lao's punch and took two or three steps back.

If this is a man in the prime of life, Wang Yue can resist and knock it away. was shocked back by an old man, Wang Yue couldn't help but be a little shocked and discolored.

"Awesome, master, your age is simply embarrassing for the younger generation."

Wang Yue did not hide his surprise and said in admiration.

"Hmph, now that I know how powerful the old man is, tell you, it's useless to beg for mercy!"

Qi Lao looked disdainful, snorted coldly, raised his hand and attacked again.

Wang Yue dealt with it while thinking about how to crack it. He regarded Qi Lao as the white-fronted tiger on the mountain, and regarded the situation at the moment as being chased by the tiger. Moreover, the tiger had been hungry for several days, and was in a state of hunger, and he would not stop if he did not eat.

Imagining, Wang Yue finally understood why Yi Feng trained him like this. I saw that Qi Lao's offensive became more and more aggressive, and his momentum was like a fierce tiger, but Wang Yue himself became more and more focused, constantly blocking, and resisting every attack of Qi Lao.

It's as if when a tiger wants to eat him, he tries his best to get out of the tiger's mouth.

At this time, there were already more than three moves, and there were already more than a dozen moves, and Qi Lao's heart became more and more frightened. He didn't expect his opponent to be so able to block. This is still the only person he has met in the past ten years who can take him so many tricks and has not fallen.

If you continue to fight like this, even if you win, you won't be happy.

I saw that he frowned, the offensive turned into a storm again, and his limbs turned into the sharpest murder weapons, and finally beat Wang Yue in a cold sweat, and he was overwhelmed.

Qi Lao saw the opportunity, flipped his fist, and slammed his thumb on a hole on Wang Yue's body.

As the saying goes, hitting a snake is seven inches, and this buckle is like being buckled on Wang Yue's seven inches. His whole body froze, pain swept through his body, and his eyes were about to pop out.

At this moment, Wang Yue's whole body was weak, and he had almost no strength to fight back. He couldn't help but regret a little, regretting that he hadn't listened to Yi Feng's good cultivation during this time, and went to the mountains every day to be lazy and bribe the white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes.

If he cultivated according to the cultivation method that Yi Feng said, he would definitely not be beaten so embarrassed by this old man now.

"Let go of me!"

He tried his best, and finally gritted his teeth and shouted these three words.

"Okay, the old man will let you go!"

Qi Lao sneered and kicked Wang Yue in the chest. After borrowing the force under his feet, his body flipped in the air and kicked again one after another. This kick directly hit Wang Yue in the face, kicking his whole person away, and spun in the air several times before falling to the ground.

Wang Yue slammed on the ground and snorted. I only felt dizzy and dizzy, and my heart was about to be smashed in half.

He gasped and was embarrassed.

"Why, don't you beg for mercy? Yellow-mouthed children. ”

After Boss Qi won the victory, his face showed contempt, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he slowly walked towards Wang Yue.

"You are so powerful at such a young age, you can take me so many tricks and make me work so hard."

"To be honest, I want to accept you as my disciple for your talent. But who told you to offend the young master of the Zuo family, he named and asked you to die, so you will never live. ”

"Come back with me, he'll do it himself."

Qi Lao said, reaching out and grabbing Wang Yue on the ground.

"Back to your mother!"

Wang Yue's heart was furious and he scolded. Turning his fingers into a knife, he urged the three-point divine finger to shoot straight at Qi Lao's face.

Qi Lao's pupils shrank, and he instinctively turned sideways to avoid the strength of the three-point divine finger.

But he was still a little slower, three points of divine fingers, as fast as lightning, as strong as bullets. I saw that a long blood mark was drawn on his face in an instant, and his hair was also scattered. The whole person rolled on the ground several times, and he also became embarrassed.

"What evil kung fu!"

He hurriedly rolled over and got up, retreated again and again, and screamed in horror.

But in front of him, there was no Wang Yue in the shadow, and he had already taken advantage of the chaos to run.

Qi Lao froze in place, and when he saw Wang Yue disappear, he was so angry that he stomped his feet. Touching the blood on his face, he gasped in pain.

"Bastard!"