"Respect for the elderly."

Zhao Zhenfeng knelt in front of the tent and bowed his head to say hello.

"You are."

The old and weak voice penetrated the heavy rain curtain and accurately conveyed to Zhao Zhenfeng's ears.

Zhao Zhenfeng's eyebrows raised slightly.

The scene inside the tent came into view.

Inside the small tent, a slender figure sat cross-legged.

The emaciated body, the loose skin droops, revealing the contours of the bones.

The traces of scabbing from the wounds, messy and intertwined, are distributed all over the body.

On the face full of wrinkles and scars, there is only a pair of eyes, which are bright.

The moment Zhao Zhenfeng raised his eyes, he happened to meet the old man's eyes.

In a flash.

Zhao Zhenfeng was a little distracted.

What a pair of eyes they were.

There seems to be a brilliant galaxy in it, and the years go by.

It's more like all-encompassing the world.

Sometimes as clear as a child, sometimes as tough as a teenager, and sometimes as old as an old man who sees through the world.

Time.

Zhao Zhenfeng opened his mouth and forgot to answer.

"Oops."

"I'm too old to remember anyone."

Until the old man's meditative chatter came into his ears.

Zhao Zhenfeng suddenly woke up.

"Junior Zhao Zhenfeng."

"Sect Master Xiang Li's personal disciple."

He hurriedly lowered his head, reported his identity, and did not dare to look directly at the old man again.

"Xiang Li."

"Remember, remember."

"Nice kid."

The old man muttered.

The voice fell.

Zhao Zhenfeng felt that his body suddenly became a little heavy.

An invisible pressure enveloped him in the air, making him feel a little breathless.

Zhao Zhenfeng knew.

This is the old man, watching himself.

"In that case, go ahead."

"As soon as possible, though."

"I won't be here for long."

Let's talk about it.

Zhao Zhenfeng felt the pressure on his body and suddenly relaxed.

He exhaled softly.

Look up.

Inside the tent,

Empty.

It was not the first time Zhao Zhenfeng had seen each other.

He'd been through this experience several times, but he hadn't shown it too bad.

This old man has no name.

He didn't know who it was.

Zhao Zhenfeng only knew that his master called him Zun Lao.

That's what I call each other.

Whenever there is a leak in the sealed place, the figure of this old man will appear, waiting for the people of the Martial Arts Association to finish exploring and then enter it to repair the broken seal.

Besides

The information about this old man, whether it is in the Wu'an Bureau or the Martial Arts Association, is top secret.

Zhao Zhenfeng tried to ask his master, but he didn't get an answer.

Not only that,

Xiang Li even sternly warned him not to try to find out the old man's information.

All you need to do is show them respect.

Come to think of it.

Even if the tent in front of him was empty.

But Zhao Zhenfeng didn't get up immediately.

"Junior."

He lowered his head again and waited quietly for a few seconds.

After confirming that no sound sounded again, he slowly stood up.

After getting up.

Zhao Zhenfeng's expression returned to his usual indifference.

He looked around.

I didn't see the Linjiang Provincial Exploration Team.

A minute ago, Zhao Zhenfeng had clearly sensed that the other party's breath appeared around the lake.

But soon after the breath appeared, it quickly faded away.

Zhao Zhenfeng was aware.

He turned his head to look into the distance.

The sight pierced through the heavy rain curtain and searched around the lake.

In every direction, there are defense teams from the Armed Security Bureau patrolling back and forth.

In order to avoid the situation of diverting the tiger from the mountain, even if someone tries to approach the sealed place from other directions, these teams will not leave their position without permission.

However, every squad encountering an enemy will call for reinforcements as soon as they attempt an initial attack to no avail.

This time the exploration of the Sealed Lands.

Fuhai Province and Linjiang Province sent a total of five teams of warriors, totaling about 30 people.

Their duty is to rush to support as soon as the defense team of the Armed Security Bureau sends a request for support.

Now that Wang He is gone, he is gone.

Presumably, there is garbage that can't be stopped.

In Zhao Zhenfeng's eyes, a cold light flashed.

The breathing inheritance contained in the sealed land, as well as the spirit seed and air stone.

For today's warriors, they are all very valuable resources.

therefore

The protection and exploration of the Sealed Lands is often a top priority.

Once leaked out and obtained by lawbreakers, it will only make the environment in China more and more turbulent.

Dirty things though.

Lizong himself did not do less.

But it's one thing to do it yourself.

If someone else does it, it won't work.

Come to think of it.

Zhao Zhenfeng's ears moved slightly.

The distant sound of gunfire pierced through the rain and reached his ears.

And so.

His figure flashed and disappeared in place.

——

Lakes.

Northwest woods.

In the sound of the rain falling, the continuous gunfire is particularly abrupt.

"Wang He?"

"I've known you, and your strength is good."

In the rain.

Wang He faced the enemy's rapid attack, and he had no time to dodge, so he could only choose to raise his hand to resist.

Bang!

The black line cut through the rain curtain and hit Wang He's forearm hard.

The air wave exploded in the air, instantly sweeping away the raindrops that fell around it, forming a vacuum within a radius of several meters.

Click.

Wang He's pupils shrank.

He could clearly hear a crisp sound in his arm.

A colossal force swept through the forearm.

Wang He instantly felt as if he had lost control of his body, and his whole person was enveloped by the huge force and flew backwards.

No way!

No refund!

Out of the corner of his eye, Wang He caught a glimpse of armed men shooting at the enemy with rifles not far away.

If their own side is lost and the enemy breaks through close range, the situation of these armed men will become very dangerous.

A critical juncture.

The king and one gritted their teeth.

I saw that his waist and abdomen were twisted, and his strength was self-sufficient.

Bang!

The legs are like stakes, digging deep into the ground.

Only then did he barely control his body and did not retreat towards the rear.

But even so.

Bearing the huge force sweeping through his body, Wang He felt as if his internal organs were trembling.

Wow.

He opened his mouth and spat out blood.

"Oh?"

"That's good."

The enemy in front of him praised softly.

But in Wang He's heart, there was no joy.

His face was solemn, and he looked at the enemy in front of him.

The man was dressed in black and wore a goat mask on his face.

Two crooked and arched horns matched the horizontal pupils beneath the mask.

Just looking at it makes you shudder.

"Who are you?"

Wang He stared at the sheep-faced man tightly and asked in a deep voice.

Meanwhile.

He silently adjusted the rhythm of his body's breathing.

Knock knock.

The sound of a clear and powerful heartbeat, generated from the king and the body.

His body continued to erupt with a crunch sound like fried beans.

The figure rises at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm pressed for time, I'll introduce myself to you next time."

It's a pity,

The enemy didn't seem to be intent on entangling with Wang He too much.

Swish!

Wang He only felt that his eyes flickered in front of him, and the sheep-faced man appeared directly in front of him.

The pair of horizontal pupils looked at him with a little playfulness, which made Wang He feel cold in his heart.

Bang!

The ground under the sheep-faced man's feet cracked inch by inch.

His arms turned into a black line in mid-air, instantly striking Wang He's chest.

A sharp sound of breaking through the rain and exploding in his ears.

So fast!

Wang He only felt as if his scalp was about to explode.

The opponent's speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to fight back.

In case of crisis,

Wang He can only set up a block.

however

This time

The power of the sheep-faced man's attack was far beyond Wang He's imagination.

Rumble!

The fist was firmly imprinted on Wang He's arm.

A circle of qi exploded in an instant, centered on the two of them.

Under the huge pouring force, the ground within a radius of several meters between the two of them instantly collapsed.

The next second.

Wang He completely lost control of his body.

The gaze quickly moved up.

His body shot backwards like an arrow from a string.

Bang!

flew dozens of meters before his body smashed to the ground, knocking the ground into a pit.

Wow!

Wang He's eyes widened, and blood spat out of his mouth again.

The skeletons on his body were exuding an overwhelmed wail.

"Hurry up."

The voice of the sheep-faced man came again.

Wang He lifted up his eyes,

The injuries on his body made his vision a little blurred.

Coupled with the rain screen, he could not see his surroundings clearly.

But he could see it faintly,

There were several dark shadows, quickly approaching their teammates and the armed personnel of the Wu'an Bureau.

"Oops!"

Wang He's face was anxious.

Hurriedly braced his arms and propped his body up.

But the force of the sheep-faced man's punch was too heavy, and Wang He swayed and finally stood up.

He looked at the position of the battlefield.

The sight of what caught his eyes made his eyes tear.

Just two or three seconds.

With the support of the sheep-faced man, all his team members were lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

And those men in black are rushing towards the armed personnel of the Wu'an Bureau at this moment.

(End of chapter)