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Hmph, if I want to tell your identity, aren't you afraid? Wu Zhe looked like he was confident, and he was arrogantly opposed to the old man in front of meng.

The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little frightened by her words, but after a while, he smiled and said: You girl, if you knew who I was, you would never be so expressive. Want to meng me?

Hmph, I meng you? Wu Zhe also laughed twice and said: Do you want to tell your identity now?

The old man hesitated, but he was really not sure.

The point is that he doesn't dare to lose.

If she reveals her identity, this face will be lost.

Because the old man with meng face was none other than the sect master of the Sword Sect who shook Zhao Dart and the others to escape.

Just now, the sect master knocked down the person who split his rudder, so it's not good to say!

Previously, as the core old man of the mission, he got rid of the group that escorted him, and turned a corner and returned to the rudder of the Sword Sect.

With his Xuan Qi cultivation, even the crown prince and Lei offered worship would not be able to detect his arrival at all.

Knowing that Lei Xianfeng might injure the prince, he took action to block it with tiles and block a blow that might be seriously injured for the prince.

Although the Heavenly Demon Palace is ostensibly hostile to the Sword Fighting Sect, and the crown prince is against the Sword Fighting Sect everywhere, he has even just been surrounded and suppressed by the middle and upper echelons of the Sword Fighting Sect. But the relationship between the sect master and the crown prince was very special, and at the most critical moment, he still came to the rescue.

Hearing Wu Zhe's hard mouth, the old man said: You bastard girl, you are in vain. If you want to say it, just say it, what's the use of threatening the old man?!

This old man is experienced, Wu Zhe knows it in his heart, but he said: Threat, if you are not afraid of my threat, how about taking off the meng face towel now?

Hum. The old man snorted, but didn't make a move.

The sect master had long been very unhappy with Wu Zhe's behavior of reselling himself several times, and he was a little annoyed when he saw that she was often reckless when she shouldn't have come out.

This girl is so reckless. It's like there are no heroes in the world.

Doesn't she know that if the prince wants to kill him, she may be killed at any time?

The sect master did have a plan to accept Wu Zhe as an apprentice in his heart.

But when she thinks about it, she pits herself like a child, and she doesn't have any ability to protect herself, so she is in the limelight first, she is really not afraid of the earth, I don't know how big the rivers and lakes are!

Her memories are amazing, her words are sharp, and her ideas are her strengths. But the lack of etiquette, high-profile behavior, clumsiness and lack of experience are her flaws.

This kind of xingzi can survive until now, and she is considered lucky.

If you accidentally provoke a strong person, you may suffer a big loss.

If she makes her own move, it is better to let her suffer in the hands of her own people than in the hands of outsiders.

Especially a girl, if there is an accident, it may be a loss that she can't afford for the rest of her life.

Therefore, the sect master has already begun to ponder, and he should find a gap to teach this little girl a lesson.

Everyone in the Sword Fighting Sect listened to the two of them talking constantly, and although the situation was dangerous, they were almost lying on the ground, but they didn't know why they couldn't get nervous.

This old and young, the old Jin is cunning and unconcerned, the little ghosts and spirits are compelling, and they are really good at meeting together.

Wu Zhe smiled, the scimitar retracted the tui side, and clenched his fists with both hands: The seniors have outstanding skills, and they are convinced. And seeing that there was room for the seniors to make a move, although they knocked down my sect brothers, they did not cause harm, and he must be a gentleman with a good heart and good deeds, so he ......

The old man raised his hand: You girl don't have to slap in secret, be careful that I will slap dozens of times now!

If you dare to beat me, I will say that you bully women! Wu Zhe changed his face in a blink of an eye, and reprimanded angrily: If your Xuanqi martial arts are better than me, it is your ability to break my arm and break tui, and others will not say anything about you. But you slapped a woman with your strength, this is your character problem!

When the old man heard this, it was really like this.

Of course, he just said casually, and he wouldn't take it seriously.

You girl, you are so sharp-tongued, it's time to slap your mouth!The old man took a step forward, and a momentum pressed over.

Since he became famous, when did anyone dare to threaten him like this?

Mu Qingya's figure flickered, and she couldn't bear this pressure with only one star of Xuanqi.

Wu Zhe didn't have a big problem like Xuan Qi entering his body, seeing that Mu Qingya was a little overwhelmed, he hurriedly arched his hand and said: Okay, okay! Senior, I admit my mistake to you. Tell me what you're going to do, and I'll do it!

You should know that personal behavior will directly endanger the people around you. If you don't want them to be suspected, don't talk about it and cause trouble!

Wu Zhe felt that Mu Qingya's body was trembling, and he hurriedly admitted his mistake.

I didn't expect that the oppression of Xuan Qi could be so powerful.

Moon Rank powerhouse! Not far away, Lei Worship, who was on full guard, exclaimed.

He also felt a sense of trembling all over his body, this kind of Cheng dù's oppression was definitely not Cheng dù that could be achieved by star-level Xuan Qi.

One-star to nine-star Xuanqi, this is the level of Xuanqi martial artists.

But the peak of the Nine Stars is a bottleneck, and many people are not allowed to advance an inch for life.

But once the breakthrough is made, the martial arts path suddenly opens up, and it will be ......

Moon-level realm!

It is often said to be a saint, that is, the level of a martial saint!

Moon-level sages, for Xuanqi martial artists, it is the difference in strength of the crushing level.

What is the difference?

Let's take an analogy. Ten nine-star Xuanqi masters, if they want to capture the next moon-level master, they are basically fools' dreams. Unless there is a support such as a treasure, formation, or combo, or it is possible.

Of course, if there are dozens of nine-star peak masters, the moon-level masters will also have to be considered. Quality is still not enough to beat quantity in a certain way.

After all, manpower is sometimes exhausted, and it is impossible to take care of it in all directions. Dozens of masters swarmed over, and the Martial Saint also had a headache.

The old man in front of him could actually be a moon-level martial saint?!

Lei Fengfeng, Pang Guan Shi and the others couldn't help but start to speculate in their hearts about who this person would be.

Moreover, it seems that the hostility towards the Battle Sword Sect is not great, otherwise it would not be knocked down but there would be no blood.

Judging by the words, maybe it is the deceased of a certain sect elder?

Everyone was thinking about it, but the prince on the side said excitedly: Hey, you old man is very powerful! Xuanqi is so pressing, how about we have a fight?

As he spoke, the prince had already leaned over.

The old man casually turned around and slapped his palm, and with a bang, the prince flew out upside down.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Nine-star Xuanqi master! That arrogant prince can't even catch a palm?

Sure enough, it's a Moon-Rank Sage!

Since the old man in Meng face made a move, he no longer restrained, and his body flickered.

Wu Zhe only felt a flower in front of him, and the metallic voice of the body immediately began to prompt in his mind:

Wu Zhe's mind was like a replay, showing the trajectory of the old man just now.

The processing speed of this playback is not as time-consuming as that of a typical projector, but it is judged in near-zero time inside the body.

Danger! Wu Zhe exclaimed.

She saw the old man attacking Mu Qingya, she naturally wanted to protect it, but her body was as slow as if she couldn't keep up with the speed of the old man's attack.

The moment she exclaimed, Mu Qingya's forehead had already been tapped by the old man.

Mu Qingya screamed softly.

As soon as she exclaimed, the old man's figure was already moving extremely fast, and when he arrived in front of Zong Zhilian and Hu Yunju, he also tapped their foreheads.

In an instant, the old man's figure had returned to the position where he had stood in the original Fun Pavilion, as if he had not moved.

In the audience, only Wu Zhe's eyes could keep up with his movements.

The prince leaped back from the distance where he had been knocked away.

The prince didn't notice that the old man had moved, and he punched him again, but naturally he was shocked away by a casual punch.

Wu Zhe was busy checking the injuries of Mu Qingya and the others.

Like, nothing?" Mu Qingya said with a smile on her forehead.

Zong Zhilian and Hu Yunshu were also a little stunned. Their hands and feet were numb and could not move, but they were conscious and did not feel that they were injured.

You won't be fine for a month. I injected three strands of Xuan Qi into my forehead, and it won't explode for the time being. The old man put his hands behind his back, and announced his actions in his mouth: And you, Xiao Ruoyao. As long as you help me get three things done, they won't have to worry about headshots.

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