A paper man with a white beard and a face almost exactly like his grandfather rushed to the postman, and the swing of the giant sword was a powerful force.

Yan Shi disagreed, and stepped forward to meet the battle with an axe.

"Hmph, as a dignified postman, it is really a shame for us to learn the three indiscriminate tricks of those old men who run white things."

Listening to the words of the time, he is extremely prejudiced against Mr. Bai Shi.

I felt the gravity on my head unload, and I didn't have time to catch my breath, so I chased after it with my dagger.

Grandpa's body was still flying backwards, but he was controlling the paper man wholeheartedly, and he couldn't take care of himself anymore, and his body hit the soul-binding vine again, although the big silver bird was hit and screamed, this time it held back its temper and didn't get angry with grandpa again.

In a short period of time, Grandpa's back hit the Soul Binding Vine for the second time, and his face looked very painful and he was not badly injured.

But he didn't have time to care about himself, and after falling to the ground, he continued to focus on controlling the paper man, and for a while, his paper man was on a par with him.

The postman's kung fu belongs to the fierce road, and the paper man conjured up by the grandfather happened to be holding a giant sword, and one move and one style were also the same fierce way, and the axes and swords collided, smashing out sparks again and again.

The various blades in the hands of the paper people we control are also cut out of pieces of paper, but when the paper people are conjured, their weapons also become the same as the real ones, and the stronger the person, the more powerful and solid the weapons of the paper people. If the paper figure is broken and destroyed, then the blade in its hand will also be destroyed and turned into a piece of paper again.

Bang Bang!

By the time I caught up, he had already slashed the paper man four times, and they didn't have any subtle moves to speak of, they just relied on their fierce strength to cut each other, and whoever lost lost if they lost first.

I never thought that my grandfather would also manipulate the paper figure, and the technique of conjuring the paper figure is very exquisite, like the white seven elders are directly released from the cuffs, unlike me who will only pinch the paper and throw it over.

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After four moves, I saw that my grandfather in the distance was already a little overwhelmed and panting.

I hurriedly swung the dagger behind him, as a grandson, I had to help my grandfather, but I didn't want to secretly attack, it was just a misunderstanding between Shi Shi and me, and there was no big grudge, so I reminded him in my mouth.

"Look at the move!"

For a long time, without even looking at me, the axe in his hand was raised high, and he slashed at the paper figure with a heavy blow, and at the same time kicked backwards, as if he had an eye in the back of his head, and kicked at my right wrist holding the dagger.

This is too contemptuous of people, I am the first to make the move, I have enough time to react, so the tip of the knife turned slightly, and it was aimed at the toe of the time, as long as he kicked it, he had to pierce the center of his foot on the spot.

I heard a deafening sound of axes and swords colliding, followed by the sound of gasping in pain, and my left foot was still successfully stabbed by me, but his reaction was fast enough that the center of his foot just touched the tip of the knife and immediately withdrew, only to pierce a layer of skin.

Looking in front of him again, under the unstoppable fierce blow of the time, the giant sword in the paper man's hand had broken into several pieces, and finally turned into shredded paper, and the paper man also threw himself forward to the ground, turning into a piece of tissue paper.

He was stabbed in the foot, and he was instantly furious, and before he could turn around, he kicked backwards again, still in the same position, and the kick was still in the same position.

I raised my knife and aimed it at his foot again, and I still didn't believe that he could really kick the knife in my hand without turning around?

"You...... Be careful, my brother is very powerful! Laughing and sitting on the ground, I was reminded weakly.

Before the time came, I felt a powerful true qi attached to him, all pressed on my right hand, and the dagger in my hand was immediately a little unstable, and it was about to be released at any time.

"Ahem, ahem!"

At this moment, I heard my grandfather let out a violent cough, and he finally couldn't resist the blow, clutching his chest and coughing several times, and vomiting a large mouthful of blood.

Even the ancestor who used to be a postman at dusk couldn't bear the huge force after receiving the five axes of the time, and suffered internal injuries, although the grandfather only controlled the paper man to fight against him, but under the fierce force, how could the grandfather who was not at the same level of strength not be injured at all.

When my heart was slightly chaotic, my feet swept with the strong true qi, and finally the dagger in my hand couldn't hold it and flew out, and then there was a sharp pain in my wrist, and with a click, he actually kicked my wrist out of place.

This time, it was time for me to gasp in pain, and I covered my dislocated right wrist with my left hand, trying to straighten it back, and when I tried to use it, I almost passed out in pain.

He didn't care about me, and walked to his grandfather step by step with an axe, smiling cruelly.

"Okay, you He Yantian, you have only been in the postman's mansion for ten years, and you have climbed from a servant to a senior brother's relatives, I thought you just hit the luck, I can't see that you are very powerful, today I will kill you first, let your grandson taste enough of the pain of losing his loved ones, and then kill him to vent his anger."

"Since Lord Shi Shi wants to kill me, then please do whatever you want, but before killing me, can you let me and my grandson say the last two words."

Grandpa looked at Yan Shi with a smile on his face, not afraid at all, and asked me, "Ziwu, is your injury important?" ”

I endured the pain and replied, "It's okay grandpa! ”

He crossed his hands on his hips and paused for a while, "Okay, you say, the more you talk, the more sad he will be after the death of your grandfather!" ”

"Ziwu, listen, I'll tell you a story about our He family." Grandpa reluctantly sat up with Ershun's support.

"Hundreds of years ago, our He family of postmen began to rise, benefiting the people, becoming the first Wang family of the postman at that time, and later by the love of the ancestors, we were given the ghost treasure lock of Hejia Town, do you know about this?"

"Of course I know, grandpa, grandpa has told me about this." I answered seriously.

"Very good," Grandpa nodded, and continued: "The original owner of the Ghost Suppression Treasure Lock was Bai Qi, and the later owner was the son of our He family, do you know why Bai Qi became so powerful, it was because he had absorbed the power of wisps of remnant souls that were sucked into the treasure lock from the treasure lock, and since he could, so could you?" ”

The more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the axe pointed at his grandfather, "The surname is He, I want your ancestors and grandchildren to reminisce about the old relationship, and I didn't say that I want you to teach him how to become stronger." ”