The sun had just emerged from the eastern mountains, shooting out a strong golden light, as if laughing loudly, defying the vulnerability of the light mist. There is not a single cloud in the blue sky, and it seems that it is more and more deep and boundless.

On the rugged mountain road, an old man walked slowly.

From his body, there was a kind of vague aura, and anyone who approached it a little would feel a severe chill suddenly rising from his heart.

It was a hot June day, but the old man walked briskly, but there was not a trace of sweat on his face.

His face was full of wrinkles, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and everywhere there were marks carved by time and weather. Not only that, but in his eyes, there was a strong fierce aura.

Xue Qili, a loose martial artist in the area of Yubaoguan, has been famous for decades, but he has never joined any big family.

In his life, he only accepted one disciple, and that was Peng Jialong. But a month ago, I suddenly heard the bad news that this only disciple had disappeared.

When he asked Peng Jiabao in detail, he suddenly knew in his heart.

Since Peng Jialong and Peng Jiahu were chasing the three teenagers, their disappearance must have something to do with it.

He also had considerable contacts near Yubao Pass, and after many inquiries, he finally found the origin of Zheng Haotian and others from the hunter registration point in Luxi City.

Today, I set off from Luxi City, just to rush to Dalin Village. Although he had already decided in his heart that his disciple was already a fierce and auspicious person, when he didn't get the truth, he always had a glimmer of hope.

Dalin Village is located somewhere in the Bear Wolf Mountains, and it is not difficult for a person like him who has traveled the world all year round to find this village.

Suddenly stopped, and he looked around.

The tender green seedling fields and dark green water chestnut fields are neatly and carefully intertwined, the small flowers of milk vetch are woven all over the field, and the acacia beside the road hangs low with white flower bulbs, sending a little fragrance with the wind.

However, his eyes were fixed on the end of the road.

There, there is a small village that is not too big. This kind of village can be seen everywhere near Bear Wolf Mountain, and there is nothing unusual about it, but when Xue Qili's gaze fell on this area, the fierce aura in his eyes became more and more fierce.

He took a deep breath, and the boiling emotions in his heart immediately subsided.

He strode as he strode along, and although his steps did not seem fast, the distance between the two steps was quite large, and he soon approached the village.

However, at this moment, he heard a young man's shout from the back of the village: "Haotian, go slowly, wait for me." ”

Xue Juli's face moved slightly, and he immediately thought of the name of the person he had inquired about.

True Qi was circulating rapidly in his body, and the old man's figure had disappeared in place, bypassing the village like an arrow from a string, chasing after the jungle behind. At this moment, there is still a little bit of aging on his body, and his slightly thin body is full of vigor and vitality.

In a few steps, he had entered the jungle, his sharp gaze swept around like lightning, he clearly saw some grass on the ground that had just been stepped on, and glanced in the direction of the grass, and his figure jumped out again.

In the village, Zheng Chenglian slowly put down a cylinder in his hand, and he said to himself: "The Qiu family would show favor like this, I really don't know what the plot is." ”

With the strength of the Qiu family, if you want to snatch the trap beast in his hand, it is simply a matter of one sentence, and there is absolutely no need to go to such great length.

Moreover, Yu Jiansheng and the others only knew that there was a trap beast in his hands, but they didn't know about the family heirloom, so it was impossible for the Qiu family to plot this treasure.

I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't guess why. Zheng Chenglian sighed and went downstairs to prepare dinner.

As for the high-level hunter who had been led away by Zheng Haotian and the others, he never took it to heart.

As long as he is on guard, a hunter-level martial artist has nothing to fear.

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Xue Qi's fierce gaze wandered the ground, constantly running forward, and his heart gradually became a little impatient. It's been half an hour of running, but it's still jungle everywhere ahead, and there's no sign of anyone in sight.

If it weren't for the obvious signs of human passage ahead, he would have almost thought he had taken a fork in the road.

But even if he didn't chase after him, he was extremely surprised at this time. With his speed, it was unbelievable that he could not catch up with a few teenagers for so long.

For some reason, a sense of foreboding suddenly swelled up in his heart.

Suddenly, his footsteps paused and stopped suddenly. For in front of him, a young man with a mace in his hand was standing with his head held high, staring intently.

Looking at the other party's well-organized posture, Xue Qili's face became more and more gloomy.

His gaze slowly withdrew from the terrifying mace, and Xue Hui said slowly, "Who are you?" ”

The young man opened his mouth, showed a smile like the rising sun, and said, "I have seen Senior Xue in Xia Zheng Haotian. ”

Xue Qili's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "How do you know the old man's name." ”

Zheng Haotian said with a smile: "I have heard the name of the predecessor from the mouth of the disciple. ”

Xue Qili's gaze rose slightly, and said, "Where is my unsuccessful apprentice now." ”

Zheng Haotian flipped his wrist, there was already an extra cylinder, and he said solemnly: "The disciple used this object to murder Zaixia, but in the end, he was counterattacked by Zaixia using this object. ”

A hint of grief flashed in Xue Qili's eyes, this thing was the secret weapon he gave to Peng Jialong for self-defense, and he knew the power of this thing very well.

He laughed, and his voice was filled with intense sorrow.

"Zheng Haotian, whether Peng Jialong is dead. ”

Intentionally or unintentionally, his wrist pressed down, aiming the direction of the pinhole at the old man in front of him, Zheng Haotian said solemnly: "Yes, he is dead." ”

Xue Qili's face suddenly darkened, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to become deeper. At the moment when the news of Peng Jialong's death was confirmed, he seemed to immediately become a few years older.

"You...... Kill him. ”

"He's trying to kill me. ”

Xue Qili suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Since he wants to kill you, why don't you let him kill you." ”

Zheng Haotian was stunned for a moment, he opened his mouth, but found that he had nothing to say.

At the moment he saw the old man, he still felt a little guilty. Although he had never experienced the sorrow of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, the sad expression of the old man inadvertently touched his heart.

However, when the old man suddenly said such unreasonable words, the guilt in Zheng Haotian's heart suddenly disappeared.

The original reason for his feud with Peng Jiabao was because of the battle of hunters, whether it was the three brothers of the Peng family or the old man in front of him, they all had the same idea. As long as it is what they want to do, no one else will be allowed to resist.

Peng Jiabao is like this, Peng Jialong and Tiger are like this, and Xue Qili is the same.

Zheng Haotian smiled and said: "What kind of master will teach what kind of apprentice, hehe, no wonder the three brothers of the Peng family have such a bad surname, it turns out that they have all obtained the true inheritance of Your Excellency." ”

Xue Qili's eyes were full of murderous intent, he roared, his body shook, and he already rushed up like a ghost.

The distance between the two sides was originally several feet, but he had completely crossed it in a single step. The two thin arms suddenly swelled, and his fist was already a full circle larger the moment it was swung out.

The ferocious momentum crushed over like a mountain, as if it was about to crush Zheng Haotian into powder on the spot.

Zheng Haotian's feet were open, his wrist flicked, and the mace was already surging away with a piece of wind.

When it comes to the strength of his true qi, he is naturally not the enemy of the old man, but when he holds a terrifying long weapon in his hand, he can infinitely close the balance of power between them.

The mace streaked a bright light in the void, and it was about to smash into the old man's fist.

But at this moment, the old man's body disappeared suddenly.

Zheng Haotian's eyes closed, his ears twitched slightly, and a strange scene immediately appeared in his mind.

The moment Xue Qili approached the mace, his legs suddenly bent, and he was half short out of thin air, and he rushed from under his mace.

The old man's movements and speed were extremely fast, and the timing of bending his legs was just right.

At the moment of his attack, the old man had already taken out the most powerful strength in his life, and he wanted to break the corpse of this guy who killed his only apprentice.

If Zheng Haotian didn't have the magical ability to replace the purpose of the ear, then he would not be able to react at this moment.

But at this time, as if he had been prepared, he kicked forward with his legs in a row, and retreated as if flying backwards. At the same time, the mace retracted and struck down and smashed it towards the top of the old man's head.

Xue Qili's face changed slightly, he didn't seem to expect that Zheng Haotian's reaction would be so fast. The punches suddenly turned halfway through, and slammed into the mace.

The huge force collided violently between the fists and sticks, and after a stalemate for ten seconds, Zheng Haotian's hands trembled, and a huge true qi came to the wrists along the rod body, and finally he couldn't hold it, and the mace came out of his hand.

But Xue Qili's condition was not much better, and there were tiny cracks on his fists, and bright red blood burst out of them. Zheng Haotian's strange power with heavy weapons also made him suffer a lot.

Zheng Haotian's face changed drastically, and he finally understood the horror of the high-level hunter.

The strength of this person's true qi is far beyond his ability, and if he didn't have a mace in his hand, he would have been seriously injured as a result of this hard encounter.

He exerted force on his toes, his body turned in mid-air, and he no longer dared to be reckless, so he galloped towards the end of the forest......

ps: Tomorrow on Monday, the white crane will add a new chapter in the morning, asking for recommendation votes.