The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly burst into essence, like staggered blades, making people chill.

The boss smoked a cigarette, raised his head and spit out a smoke ring, and his expression ended: "In this world, can anyone let me hide?"

The middle-aged man frowned: "I haven't seen you for twenty years, and you are still so arrogant." ”

The boss grinned, turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and then his gaze moved slightly, falling on the young man beside him.

"Is this your new disciple?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were downcast, and he sighed lightly.

"Time is really ruthless, back then, we were a classmate, young and sharp, frivolous and unscrupulous, but I didn't expect to be a teacher now. The boss sighed, and his expression became more and more closed.

"You know I'm not here to catch up with you today. ”

"I'm old, I'm not interested in doing it anymore, I've been sealed for twenty years, and you'll let me be buried early." The boss chuckled.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "How can a person like you endure loneliness, you can't hide your edge." ”

"Hahaha, Dragon Feather King, this is the first time I've heard your praise since I was a child. The boss laughed and said, "Well, you came from afar, I can't let you go home empty-handed, just gamble." ”

"How do you bet?" the middle-aged man asked.

The boss stretched out his hand, pointed to the young man next to him, and said with a smile: "Your disciple, fight with my disciple." ”

"Win, I'll go with you. ”

"If you lose, it's like you haven't been here. ”

"Your disciple!?" The middle-aged man's complexion changed suddenly, and his fierce aura rose to the sky, surging in the wind, rolling up the wild sand.

In an instant, that sharp look swept in front of the black-bladed butcher's shop like a knife, and finally landed on Wang Qiong's body.

"Is that him?" the middle-aged man said in dismay.

The boss nodded: "It's him!"

At this moment, Wang Qiong was stunned.

"When the did I become your disciple?" Countless question marks rose in Wang Qiong's heart.

The middle-aged man's eyes when he looked at Wang Qiong were different, that gaze was like a big hand, as if he wanted to peel him clean from the inside out, and then look at it clean.

"I didn't expect that a person like you would accept apprentices!" The middle-aged man retracted his gaze, and his expression returned to the same as before: "I'm curious, what kind of seedlings can make you value." ”

"It's nothing, he chops meat faster. The boss grinned.

"Lingmen, kill him. The middle-aged man said lightly.

The words fell, and the young man next to him walked out, his eyes sharp, revealing deep hostility, locking Wang Qiong.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, a soft groan sounded, piercing the moonlit night.

The cold light flickered, and a flying knife suddenly appeared, levitating in front of Bai Lingmen's body.

"Imperial Logistics!?" Wang Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Tinder ability is divided into three main schools, the Divine Flow, the Imperial Flow, and the Super Flow.

The so-called Divine Soldier Flow, the ability to strengthen parts of the body, like weapons, is the most common one.

As for the royal logistics, it is relatively rare, and it can volley the imperial object.

Obviously, this White Spirit Gate is capable of manipulating metal-like objects.

Airplanes......

The flying knife broke through the air, and the speed was so fast that Bai Lian crossed the sky and shot towards Wang Qiong.

Wang Qiong raised the butcher knife in his hand, and as soon as he touched it, he felt as if a thousand catties of power came from the flying knife.

His face changed slightly, and he jerked it off, flicking the knife away.

"The flying knife made of the Cold Star Heavy Iron can be picked up with a single sword, your disciple is a divine soldier?" The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Wang Qiong's arm.

The boss smiled, noncommittal.

Airplanes......

The flying knife turned around and attacked again, and Wang Qiong's blade deflected, blocking it.

Shout...... Shout......

Two more flying knives broke through the air, and the terrifying power swept like a storm, directly lifting the desk in front of the butcher shop.

Wang Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly, and finally moved, he took a step back, avoided the edge, and the butcher knife in his hand fell, provoking the trajectory of the three flying knives one after another.

At this time, above his arm, the green tendons burst out, bearing a terrible force.

The flying knife was too heavy, and ordinary people would have been strangled into minced meat long ago.

Bai Lingmen's expression was still grim.

Suddenly, several cold rays appeared around him, plus the previous three, and there were ten flying knives hanging in front of him.

"Ten streams!?" The boss's eyes condensed slightly, and he was finally moved.

"At a young age, he actually had such attainments in the "Ten Thousand Dao Buxing Map". ”

The middle-aged man was noncommittal, just sneered: "Your disciple is going to die!"

Thundered......

Ten flying knives shimmered with silver light under the moonlit night, like waves sweeping and bombarding.

"Little poor ghost, don't hide. The boss growled.

Wang Qiong's expression was straight, and suddenly he clenched the butcher knife in his hand, and a piercing roar sounded in the night.

The light of the knife rolled like scales, and it gently slashed off, turning into a terrifying trajectory.

In an instant, the middle-aged man's pupils and Bai Lingmen's pupils suddenly contracted.

Thundered......

A loud noise startled.

In the dust, a throwing knife shattered and fell to the ground.

"This ...... It's impossible to ......" Bai Lingmen spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

Since he was a child, he has always been regarded as a genius, awakening his abilities, ascending to the sky in one step, and comprehending the Ten Streams in a short period of time, with this move, he doesn't know how many masters of his generation have been defeated.

But today, he was defeated by an unknown butcher.

The most ridiculous thing is that he has no idea how he lost.

"I don't believe it, it's a knife ...... How could it be defeated with one sword......" Bai Lingmen could no longer stay calm.

The middle-aged man stopped him, looked at Wang Qiong with a solemn face.

At this time, Wang Qiong's arm was steaming, sweat was steaming, and the traces of blood gradually faded from his arm.

"What a terrible ability, such a little monster can be found by you. ”

"Teacher......" Bai Lingmen looked puzzled.

"The scariest thing about him is not the power, but the speed. The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Wang Qiong was silent, this man's eyes were too poisonous.

The frequency of a mosquito's wings flapping is 400 to 500 times per second.

On that day, after he shot a mosquito to death, the black fire gave his arm an almost perverted speed.

At first, he could only tremble 30 times per second, but as he practiced, his speed became faster and faster.

Even the boss praised it after seeing it, calling it an ability that a young man dreams of, and he reaches the peak of his life in a second.

"You're defeated!" the boss whispered.

Bai Lingmen clenched his hands, his body couldn't help but tremble, decadence, anger and self-reproach filled his body.

Wang Qiong looked indifferently, since it was a battle, it would be a victory, he didn't sympathize with Bai Lingmen's defeat, he only congratulated himself on his victory.

"Being able to ascend to the Supreme is never invincible all the way, but invincible. The middle-aged man said lightly.

Bai Lingmen's eyes trembled, and he couldn't help but look up at his teacher.

At this time, the middle-aged man stared at Wang Qiong, smiled, and immediately turned to leave.

"Someday, I will defeat you. Bai Lingmen glanced at Wang Qiong deeply, as if he wanted to remember him forever.

"Young man, I'm waiting for you on a bigger stage. ”

Wild laughter came from afar, echoing through the narrow alley with the two vanishing figures.