The old man of Shengyang closed his mouth angrily and embarrassedly, as a righteous path, an old righteous path monk, he couldn't even think of such a strategy as the flying poison needle plot, in addition to fighting hard and defending the path to eliminate demons, the old man of Shengyang only left the business sect and the disciple in his life, his life was upright, innocent, and even clean, of course, it can also be said to be plain. The old man couldn't think of any tricks to plot to hurt people, so he couldn't think of any way to instantly repel the silver-haired boy and escape. His yellow eyes rolled a little, and then slowly fell silent. The wrinkles on the old man's face relaxed one after another, and a wrinkled old face was replaced by a sacred and calm expression, as if he had been enlightened, there was no wailing and scolding, no cursing and begging for mercy, and no conspiracy, the expression on his face was a kind of relief and calm like generosity and righteousness. The old man of Shengyang is not famous in the rivers and lakes, he is a very ordinary old, smelly and hard little righteous path, his cultivation can be regarded as unpredictable in the eyes of ordinary people, but compared with the identity of the head of his faction, it seems too fragile and ridiculous, his sect has no prestige in the rivers and lakes, his apprentices are not very capable people in the real monk circle, and even his mountain gate is not an enviable huge industry, he is such a poor righteous path that has been down for half his life, but because he is the righteous path, in his heart, there is still that nameThe brilliance of "justice".

For the vast majority of righteous monks in this world, especially for those small sects and loose cultivators in the righteous path, the moral law in their hearts is always the final sublime that presses on the cultivation of divine merits, and cultivation is the criterion that overwhelms all the money, power, and human relations in the world. This is the common code of conduct of a creature called "Righteous Path Monk" on the Wind Source Continent, and it is also the so-called "Great Dao" that the old man of Shengyang must maintain even if he risks his life.

The moral law is not the real supreme "absolute justice" in the minds of human beings, but it is the closest thing to justice and can be used as a norm to abide by. People are always born to abide by something, don't they?

Therefore, the old man at this moment exuded an ethereal calm from the inside out, and that kind of calm was more likely to make Silver Dust feel tricky than any earth-shattering move.

"Come on, the old man won't play any tricks with you, if you want the old man's life, just come and take it!"

"The old man will do everything he has learned in his life today, and you will have a death match with the boy. The old man has experienced everything in his life, he has experienced enough, and it doesn't matter where he is buried, as long as you can remember, boy, you and other evil demons, no matter where you go, no matter what dynasty or generation, will be eradicated by the righteous people of our generation!

"What...... When?!" Silver Dust didn't react until the moment he was hit, when the whirlwind rose on the old man's body, Silver Dust had already been prepared, and even the Binglan Lock Soul had been condensed on his left index finger, and the Burning Sun Hell was condensed on his middle finger, his spirit had already been highly concentrated, and he had already been fully guarded, but he still hadn't caught the figure of the old man rushing over at that moment.

"Boy, this is the real staggered defense!" the old man said, but his voice came from far ahead.

Silver Dust was shocked, and only then did he feel a shattering pain in his chest. In the next second, the whole process of the old man's move appeared in front of his eyes, or rather, the old man's move completely gathered the unique trick he had learned all his life, and it was transmitted to Yinchen's mind through the optic nerve at this time.

It was an unimaginable overwhelming coercion, the old man's real attack distance was only an arm's length away, and even Gangfeng, who could have hit a zhang away, was completely contained in his palms, and the old man of the rising sun at that moment was a complete close-combat monk.

But the moment he took out his palm, an unimaginable wind pressure that was really like a sea of wind surged out of the old man's palm, and a pure mechanical thrust suddenly burst out, destroying half of this 4-meter-wide and 620-meter-long corridor like a bomb! The walls on both sides were directly pushed by the violent wind pressure and shattered into countless pieces of inward depression, and the entire ceiling was also shocked and flew high by such an earth-shattering blow. A long-awaited, sunny sky was revealed.

The two of them were actually in an underground corridor only three or five meters above the ground.

The aftermath of the old man's palm, enough to roll up a large stone hundreds of meters away, and shatter it in the air, this palm, like the sword of ten thousand sword hearts, is to attract the vitality of heaven and earth, and secretly combine the blow of the killing path, such a move, theoretically only the master of the way can be issued, and the people who sent out such a shocking power before the realm of the way are all equipped with the peerless talent to comprehend the mystery of the "killing way".

The old man's blow, in essence, was a blow fused with the melee monk's version of the "Heavenly Tribulation" magic, and his palm wind was no longer even able to kill enemies an inch beyond the palm of his hand, but the coercion he emitted at the moment could already be turned into real wind pressure and qi with physical destructive power, shattering everything within a radius of a few hundred meters or even thousands of meters without vitality protection.

Although the Rising Sun Old Man's attack was extremely close, the earth-shattering power contained in it was enough to kill a master of the triple qi on the spot. Don't look at the strong wind howling under his palm, the surrounding walls are cracked, but what really matters is the thunder and lightning power contained in his palm, those silver-green thunder lights coiled around the palm, each filament is 300 degrees Celsius high temperature, and the huge concussive force that can beat a large carriage into powder.

It was a palm that was enough to kill a master who was specialized in physical cultivation, and it landed on Yinchen completely, and it also hit such a critical position in the chest, ordinary monks, even if they were monks who had entered the Great Perfection of the body or even had a heavy qi transformation, would be directly shattered by such a magnificent blow and die hopelessly.