Martial Arts Six-Star Spirit Battle, this kind of strength looks at the thousands of people in the entire Simon Town, and it seems that there are not a few. In the eyes of everyone, from beginning to end, they all thought that Duan Chen was just an arrogant and arrogant yellow-haired junior.

However, when the man's chest was bright red, and his figure slowly fell to the ground, everyone was stunned on the spot. Those pairs of eyes widened for a while, as if they wanted to see through Duan Chen, and even more like questioning what they really saw with the naked eye.

As for the silver light, everyone found the answer in Duan Chen's hands, and they instinctively thought of something. At this point, no one dared to underestimate Duan Chen anymore, and there was even silence in all directions, so that the whole atmosphere actually had a hint of nervousness.

At this moment, it seems that it is not an exaggeration to describe everyone's inner feelings with shock. After all, anyone with a discerning eye will see that Duan Chen's martial arts strength must be at least a battle king, and that appearance of sixteen or seventeen deeply impacts everyone's heart.

As far as the entire Spirit Xuan Realm is concerned, such an existence can basically be understood as impossible, so much so that Duan Chen put away his knife, and those were still stunned, completely forgetting everything that happened before, as well as the man's death.

Duan Chen was able to see everyone's reactions, and it was precisely because of these people's over-stunning that he inadvertently noticed a person.

Mayor of Simon Town, Sirut.

At the moment when he put away the knife, he inadvertently found that although this Xirut also had a trace of surprise in his eyebrows, he was indifferent in the blink of an eye, as if he was not so surprised by his martial arts realm and his public killing of men, in stark contrast to others.

And at this juncture where he was about to leave.

"This little brother might as well take a step to speak. ”

The words fell. I saw that Na Sirut actually turned his body directly. Go straight in a certain direction. It seems that he is expected to follow, but he completely ignores everyone.

And that's exactly what happened. Whether it was curiosity or some other reason, in short, he calmly followed the moment Sirut walked towards the crowd to make way.

However, what puzzled him from beginning to end was that he couldn't see the martial arts realm of this Xirut at all. Even the illusion that this Sirut was an ordinary old man at all, but before that, in Sirut's eyes, he could be sure that he was not hostile at all.

Walking through the crowd of about three to five hundred meters, it is a stone house that is rare to see in a small town. The house is not big, and it has the vicissitudes of time, but the courtyard is fragrant with flowers and plants.

Walking into the small courtyard, inexplicably, the kind of not being paid attention to, how can it be called a comfort. The next moment I went to look for Sirut, and I saw that he was seated in the shade of a tree. It seems to be leisurely brewing tea.

"Whether the little brother's surname is Duan or not, he is from Da Qianyun City. ”

This was so cold that he was inevitably a little dazed, and he stood in place, forgetting to respond.

"Come and sit down, this tea has been treasured by the old man for many years. ”

Hearing the prestige, I saw that Sirut seemed to be leisurely and not at all, and his breath was calm, completely leaving the previous behind.

But the more this is the case, the more strange he is in his heart, not to mention how the other party knows his origin, just the five corpses, and his own killing, makes it a little difficult for him to understand Sirut at this time.

However, after being stunned for a moment, he forced himself to walk over calmly.

When he sat down, he saw that while Xilut signaled for tea, he frowned slightly and said, "In the old man's impression and memory, the Duan family in Yuncheng doesn't seem to have the name Duan Chen. ”

This time, Duan Chen's mind didn't get bored, but his thoughts flashed quickly in his heart, and the next moment he said calmly with relief: "The seniors obviously know, why do you have to ask more." ”

All he could think of was rumors, but what still made him a little confused was which one of these Siruts was singing when he came here. However, in his senses, although he couldn't detect the old man's cultivation realm, or whether he was an ordinary old man, there was no hostility in his words and deeds, and even inexplicably cordial.

"Oh......" Hearing his response, Sirut showed a hint of surprise, but after taking a sip of tea, he changed his words: "What the little brother said in public before came from the heart." ”

It wasn't until this moment that he saw a trace of solemnity in Sirut's expression, and even a complex color was revealed, but he responded very seriously: "Regardless of whether there is a previous misunderstanding or not, the younger generation will investigate this matter to the end." ”

Those five corpses naturally had nothing to do with him, but the metal maple leaf implicated the Maple Mountain Sect, even if he wanted to ignore it, I was afraid that the ghost old man would not be able to pass the level. After all, although the ghost elder is hidden in the soul bell, it is also a soul existence, but he can still hear the sound of a certain range in the outside world.

"Could it be that there is a ...... between the little brother and the Fengshan Sect"

I saw that at the same time as Sirut's tone paused, he raised his eyes to look at himself, he actually had an illusion of being seen through nakedly, and there was a little drum in his heart. Seeing that he was with the Duan family in Yuncheng, it seemed like a guess at the moment, which inevitably made him sensitive.

For a while, perhaps not knowing how to respond, he had no choice but to remain silent.

As a result, the whole atmosphere is inevitably a little awkward.

About three to five seconds passed.

"The old man has been in Simon Town since he was a child, and although he often travels, he also regards it as his home. When I came back early this morning, this happened in the town, and how could the old man ignore it. ”

Maybe it was because he saw through Duan Chen's heart, Silut actually talked about him and the town, but he had no beginning or end, and Duan Chen, who listened directly, was a little big.

Silent.

In the face of such a strange person, his best choice seems to be silence. However, in his heart, there was some curiosity about the ultimate purpose of this Sirut to bring himself here.

"Presumably, this is the first time that the little brother has come to the boundless prairie, and he has no way of knowing my Simon Town at all, and he is even more curious about the purpose of the old man bringing you here. ”

In the face of Duan Chen's silence, Silut didn't care at the same time, but told it to himself.

About half an hour passed.

"Simon, the ancestor of the old man, built a hut here in the first place to wait for a person to arrive......

At this point, Sirut was a little sad or helpless, but he was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "There are some things that the old man has forgotten, but your arrival has made the old man have to reconsider that matter. ”

Listening to this, Duan Chen became more and more confused, and when Xirut mentioned the relationship between the Duan family in Cloud City and Na Simon, he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart. (To be continued......)