"Old horseman, do you have to do it?" haha" The bald man was not surprised to see the old beggar blocking his punch.

"Hmph, you lost to me twenty years ago, and today twenty years later, you are also my defeated man!" At this moment, the big hole in the old beggar's chest instantly grew new flesh and blood, and in the blink of an eye, his face was as good as ever, and his face was also a little ruddy.

"Hmph, that's a shame!" said the bald man disdainfully. With that, he swung his right fist, emitting a faint golden light, and smashed it towards the old beggar like a dragon was born. Immediately, the black-clothed man behind the bald man also moved, and four black shadows surrounded the old beggar in the middle, and all the martial arts beckoned to the old beggar, but he couldn't even touch the corner of the old beggar's clothes. The power of the beggar is also fully displayed.

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In an inconspicuous haystack, covered in dust, Jian Wentian struggled to get up and watched his master surrounded by them. There is something complicated in the eyes. "It turns out that there are really cultivators in this world, and my master is a cultivator. Jian Wentian couldn't help but mutter. He has always thought that Shizun is just an old beggar, an old beggar who is kind to himself and treats him like a relative. In fact, this is true, but he is also a cultivator.

"Then Shizun is a cultivator, which means that the group of people in black are also cultivators, Shizun is in danger! I'm going to help him!" Jian Wentian didn't know what a cultivator meant, and he didn't know how strong his Shizun was, but he subconsciously thought that two fists were invincible to four hands. So I just want to help the old beggar.

Jian Wentian removed the weeds on his body, patted his clothes and ran towards the old beggar. Before he had run a few meters, he was once again pushed to the ground by a powerful air current.

"Ouch," Jian Wentian rubbed his buttocks. It hurts!

"Ask God, get out of here!" roared the old beggar.

Jian Wentian knew that he would not be able to participate in such a battle, and it would distract Shizun if it passed. Immediately decided, he hid behind a nearby pyre.

"Old horseman, are you still distracted by fighting with me?" The bald man took advantage of the moment when the old beggar was distracted, and threw a punch and smashed it directly into the old beggar's chest.

"Bang!" the old beggar flew out like a cannonball, smashing through the walls of the house. The broken roof tiles fell in response, raising dust in the sky.

"Master!!" Jian Wentian didn't care so much anymore, ran over wildly, and helped the old beggar on the ground.

"Poof" The old beggar spurted out a mouthful of blood and splashed it on Jian Wentian's plain clothes.

"Master, how are you?" Jian Wentian asked eagerly. Before the old beggar could answer, the bald man smiled and said, "Your master can't live, if you are hit by my poisonous dragon fist, no one will be able to live, hahaha! Old horseman, hand over the exercises! I will leave you with a whole corpse!"

"Wishful thinking, the old man is in a lifetime, if I hadn't been injured back then, I would have been able to crush you with one finger!"

"But you're still hurt, hahaha. Come on, crush me, hahaha!!"

"You!poof!" the old beggar was so angry that he spewed out a mouthful of blood again. The corners of the bald man's mouth rose, and he slowly walked over to Jian Wentian. "Old horseman, if you don't hand over the exercises, I will kill your beloved apprentice with one punch in front of you, don't worry, I won't let him die so quickly. I'm going to pull out every tendon and break every bone, and I'm going to keep him awake all the time, hahaha!"

"Beast, you are so cruel to a little child, you, you!" the old beggar was speechless. Jian Wentian's body trembled, and he couldn't help but retreat. "Don't come here, get out of here!"

How could a mortal with no combat power be able to hide from a cultivator. The bald man stretched out his hand and grabbed Jian Wentian's neck, and with a slight lift, Jian Wentian's entire body was lifted into the air. Jian Wentian was out of breath, his face was flushed, and his immature little hand smashed on the bald man's arm, but no matter how he struggled, it was like a mayfly shaking a tree, in vain.

"Ask the sky!" the old beggar shouted anxiously, "You let him go, I'll give you the exercises, give it to you!"

"Hahaha, aren't you very tough, don't you refuse to give it to me, hahaha!" The bald man looked up to the sky and laughed, "Take the exercises!"

"You put him down first!" said the old beggar.

"Do you think you still have the right to negotiate terms with me?" The bald man increased the strength of his palm, and Jian Wentian's face turned purple and his face was hideous. Consciousness is also gradually lost. "Don't! I'll give!" the old beggar pulled out a quaint book from his shabby clothes and threw it at the bald man.

The bald man took the quaint book with his left hand, the writing had already been yellowed, but he could still clearly see the three big words - "Reverse Yu Decision"!

"Hahaha!" the bald man looked up to the sky and laughed, at the moment his mood was excited, the dream he had been dreaming for decades had finally come true, and the thing he wanted was finally in his hands!

"Hurry up and let go!" cried the old beggar.

The bald man put the reverse Yu into his clothes and mocked, "Okay, if you want this evil obstacle so much, I will fulfill you!" With that, he released his right fist, and at the moment when the sword fell to the ground, he fiercely punched a poisonous dragon fist into his chest!

"Bang!" Jian Wentian's chest sank into a large chunk and flew to the old beggar's side like a cannonball.

"Ask the sky!" two lines of tears crossed the old beggar's vicissitudes of life, "It's all my fault, I'm incompetent!!"

Seeing the old beggar crying bitterly, the few men in black couldn't help but sigh a little.

Jian Wentian's eyes were slightly closed, and he saw the old beggar's heart-rending cry through a gap, his heart seemed to be caught, and he wanted to sit up immediately and tell the old beggar, "Master, I'm fine, I'm fine." "But no matter how hard you try, let alone sit up, you can't do it with a finger. Consciousness gradually becomes addicted......

He really wanted to sleep, he wanted to sleep forever, the physical pain, the mental torture was enough to make a teenager collapse. I didn't have parents since I was a child.,I live a life called Hanako.,No childhood.,No friends.。

The injustice of heaven to the sword is fully manifested at this moment.

Then get a good night's sleep... Old beggar... Master.. Take care.. Jian Wentian completely lost his breath.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!hhh The old beggar's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and yelled, "Lin Nan dog thief!!I'm going to kill you!!!!"

The old beggar put down his sword and asked the sky, flipped his right hand, clenched an ancient cyan three-foot long sword, and rushed towards the bald man, slashing with all his might.

"When!" the bald man's right fist shook the long sword, and a tingling sensation passed through his arm, and there was a shallow white mark on his fist.

The bald man couldn't help but be a little surprised, the old beggar's strength could still be so strong, and the sword cultivation was really powerful!

How could the old beggar know what the bald man was thinking, he just wanted to kill everyone in front of him, to avenge the sword and his apprentice!