Toru Kazama has a terrifying inner energy running under his hands.

The septuagenarian, with his incomparably strong internal strength, is like brewing an overwhelming storm.

In the past 20 years, he has worked hard and hard to not only cultivate those proud disciples, but also his own kung fu has also improved thousands of miles every day.

On this trip to Daqi, even if he is asked to kill these people, he must not lose!

Hua Lao sighed and walked to the group of teenagers.

He looked at Toru Kazama, "Winning or losing has been decided, even if you refer to the deer as a horse, but there is a scale in the hearts of the people of the world, which can be called victory and defeat, and it can be called fairness." Qingshi is ruthless, but it is also the most affectionate. ”

Kazama Che didn't care, "Hua Lao, Hua Lao, what kind of thing are you, after Jiang Buyu left, he took charge of Jiangnan Xiangdao instead, do you really think that you are as good as him?" If you look for death, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless! ”

Hua Lao closed his eyes.

Yes, his ability is not as good as Jiang's predecessors.

Can......

The person who is now in charge of Jiangnan Xiangdao is him!

He took these children to the battlefield, and he was going to send them back completely!

The old man in the age of the sixtieth year, with wide sleeves fluttering, the aura of heaven and earth gathered, and a terrifying aura gradually poured out of his body.

He plans to use his life to fight Toru Kazama!

Kazama Che didn't take him seriously at all, and scolded him for "not measuring his own strength", Huo Ran made a move!

Hua Lao's strength collided with his inner strength, like a pebble trying to shake the mountain!

Hua Lao flew out upside down, slammed into the sidelines, and smashed a hole in the stone wall!

He struggled to spit out a mouthful of blood.

If the ginger seniors are here......

If he's there......

Kazama Toru how dare he be so rampant?!

Toru Kazama struck a blow and looked at Su Jiu again.

This female doll, with a calm face and elegant bearing, is amazingly strong in alchemy, and in time, she will definitely become one of the top masters in the Great Qi Incense Dao.

He couldn't allow her to continue growing.

Twenty years ago, he was defeated by Jiang Buyi, and twenty years later, he made a comeback, and he was sure to dig up the roots of the Great Qi Xiangdao!

He shouted: "Su Jiu, you deceived me in vain, it's really hateful!" I want you to kneel and kowtow in public and apologize for my vain! Then use the Dongying etiquette to apologize for the sins! ”

Sifeng Yuan came out from behind him, triumphant, "Su Jiu, did you hear it, my master asked you to apologize to me for disembowelment!" Hmph, what if you press me, if you want to hate, you will hate yourself for not having a good master! ”

She raised her saber arrogantly, "Don't worry, I can make a mistake for you." I have good knife skills, and there is still a layer of skin stuck to my neck when I cut it, so I won't make your head fall to the ground. ”

(Confession: refers to the supplementary decapitation of the Japanese seppuku ritual after the seppuku suicide has failed for some reason, so that the seppuku person can die faster and avoid the pain and suffering)

Su Jiu clenched his fists.

Sifengyuan raised his eyebrows, "What, you don't want to?!" Then don't blame my master's men for being ruthless! ”

After she finished speaking, Kazama Che suddenly attacked Su Jiu!

The old man's robe was hunting in the wind, and his old eyes were full of murderous intent!

Twenty years, he has lived in the temple, practiced hard, and worked hard to cultivate an heir, and today, he is finally able to be ashamed!

Not only that, as long as you kill Su Jiu and the other teenagers in the field, it is equivalent to ruining the younger generation of Daqi!

What if Jiang Buyu wins against him, after all, in this life, he Kazama Che is the biggest winner!

Xiao Tingchen frowned, and the hand holding the long knife was secretly forced.

There was no doubt that this old man from Dongying was more difficult to deal with than Yan Qiansui.

He wasn't sure if he could block the blow......

The wind is howling.

In the stands, the hearts of all the people were tugging.

The white-bearded old gentleman, who sat crookedly between them, drank the last drop of wine, and threw away the purple clay pot gracefully.

He slumped to his feet.

Thousands of empty alleys.

Everyone only saw a figure like a meteor streaked across the sky, but in an instant, the most idle old man in the old courtyard was already in front of Fushengjun!

A pair of dry and old hands, just like grinding, easily pushed Fushengjun away.

Toru Kazama is whistling!

The old gentleman blocked with his hand.