Looking at these old people from a distance, they already feel very old.

When they gathered around, Feng Xiaoxiao took a closer look, only to find that they were ten times older than they looked at from a distance.

Those who have not seen them can never imagine how a person can live so old.

For the elderly, everyone will become more respectful.

Feng Xiaoxiao is no exception, although the old man Fuqin's words are quite unkind, and he scolds him for being a stupid cow, he just laughs and does not say anything.

The old man who was playing the drum suddenly stopped the drum, glared and said, "The kid really has some doorways, and he can still stand firm under our ensemble." ”

The old woman holding Xiao smiled: "To be able to stand so firmly under this song of butterflies and flowers, either he is really a stupid donkey who does not understand the rhythm of music, or he is proficient to the extreme." ”

This is a woman, although she looks very old, but her eyes are still very graceful, you can vaguely see the demeanor of her youth, she must have been a superb beauty at that time, if the wrinkles on her face can be reduced by hundreds, then her current appearance is not bad.

The old man shook his head and said slowly: "Or the internal strength has reached the realm of transformation." ”

The old man who beat the drum's eyes widened, and said, "What kind of wind god are you?" It is said that he defeated Yan Nantian and became the number one divine sword in the world now? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was a little stunned, turned his eyes to Su Ying, and said, "Don't you dare to defeat, it's just a fight!" ”

The old man who played the drum asked, "Then who wins and loses?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao groaned: "Maybe we can tell the difference between life and death, but it is difficult to tell the winner from the loser, because none of us want to die." ”

He couldn't stop Yan Nantian's sword, and Yan Nantian couldn't stop him with a sword.

So it's really time to do it. Naturally, no one will take out the sword lightly...... Unless you find a flaw in the other party.

And once you make a move, naturally no one can stop it...... Face opponents of the same level. It must be all out, no one dares to keep it.

The old man who beat the drum said, "That's a matter of winning or losing." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said calmly: "You can also say the same. ”

The old men looked at each other. The old man Fuqin said: "This is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it." ”

The old woman smiled and said, "You want him to fight you, don't you?" ”

The old man Fuqin said lightly: "Don't you want to try your new trick of 'Emperor E's Eighteen Changes'?" ”

When they said this, Feng Xiaoxiao was sure who these people were.

These old people are all famous heroes of fifty or sixty years, or even sixty or seventy years ago.

The one who strokes the qin says that he is Yu Ziya, the one who plays the drum calls himself Mi Eighteen, and the one who plays the flute calls himself Xiao Nu Shi Yunyun, anyway, they have to have something to do with the celebrities in history, and no one knows their original names and identities.

And Su Ying is also here. Regardless of whether she asked, she must have bragged about the wind god in front of these old men, which attracted them to see the hunting heart, so she came together.

Feng Xiaoxiao glared at Su Ying angrily.

Su Ying smiled sweetly, but she was not embarrassed at all.

It is said that there are two stupidest things in the world, one is to help an old man who has fallen, and the other is to push an old man down......

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't want to touch any of them, so he naturally smiled bitterly.

These old men not only stood very carefully, but surrounded him in the middle. And there was a momentum on all of them, sealing this space impenetrable.

It's really impervious to the wind.

Feng Xiaoxiao's expression gradually became solemn.

The martial arts of these old men, alone and no one, will be comparable to the mercy star. Even when Ming Yugong was not ninety percent, Invite Yue was worse, but now together, they actually have the momentum when Invite Yue and Yan Nantian confronted each other.

The hand of the wind and the wind. Slowly touched the hilt of the sword that was shining on the blue blood.

He hesitated, as soon as he took the sword. will immediately fight with this group of old people.

At that time, under the traction of the air engine, everyone can only concentrate on it. The skills are stacked desperately, and no one can stop it, and they dare not stop it, until one side is dead.

When Invite Yue and Yan Nantian confronted each other, there was still him to interrupt, who could interrupt them now?

Inviting the moon?

As soon as Invite Yue came, she would only think about killing them all.

Then, with Yan Nantian's temperament, he will definitely intervene angrily.

Then there will be no one to stop it.

Because, the top masters in the world are all made into a mess here.

Feng Xiaoxiao thought of this, and couldn't help but glared at Su Ying.

Su Ying clearly doesn't know martial arts, but every time he can make him helpless, he is disgraced.

A lot of complaints rose in his heart, and he said secretly: "As soon as this matter is over, I won't give you a few colors to see, you really have a good temper for me." ”

Finally, the wind picked up.

Feng Xiaoxiao already held a sword in his hand.

In the distance, the wind blew the trees and swayed, and the light and darkness were uncertain in the rumbling, as if even the invisible moonlight was blown and trembled.

But within ten zhang of the wind, there is no trace of wind, there is only an indescribable tension, like the dullness before the wind and rain are coming.

These old people couldn't help but be moved.

They just wanted to try their tricks one by one with Feng Xiao Xiao to see what the level of Yan Nantian and the Shifting Flower Palace Master was, and whether they were as divine as the legend.

It's just that they don't have time to regret it now, because they don't have time to think about it.

The vibrant emerald green blade is clearly an endless silence.

Obviously, the blade of the sword was still far away, but it seemed to have stabbed between everyone's eyebrows.

They had to keep improving their skills, and all their thoughts were condensed on the emerald green sword, and they trembled together to resist this compelling killing intent.

They were all famous heroes in the martial arts back then, and they didn't know how many times they had experienced vicious battles and countless bloody battles in their lives.

But they never knew that a duel could be so dangerous and abnormal, and even a shake of their eyelashes would lead to their death.

This is fundamentally different from the previous one-move one-style comparison, who has deep internal strength, whose moves are exquisite, whose mind is quick, and who has rich experience, who can have the upper hand.

It's just a moment.

One moment of life, one moment of death!

They never thought that there was such a person, and they needed to work together to barely resist each other.

The strings that Yu Ziya held with both palms had begun to tremble, humming like a low murmur.

The drumstick in Ya Eighteen's hand froze in mid-air, looking as if it was motionless, and if it looked closely, it seemed to have been struck hundreds of times, and even the air seemed to be knocked by him.

The cave flute held by Xiao Nushi exuded a soft jade light, as if a circle of light was propped up, like a circle of water waves, it looked extremely strange, like an immortal casting a spell.

It's just the messy fluctuations in the outermost part of the aperture, and it's so disorderly.

A fallen leaf was blown by the wind, drifted to the middle of several people, and suddenly the ashes were annihilated, as if it had never floated, and there was no trace of it.

When Su Ying saw this scene, her expression became a little strange.

Her hand holding the flute was tight, tight and white, but there was always a smile on her face, a sweet smile.

She has always been cold and indifferent, and rarely smiles so sweetly as honey. (To be continued......)

PS: The second will be sent later~~~