Chapter 130: Disobedience to the Battle

Although such a probability is very small, the world is impermanent, and it cannot be deduced by common sense, maybe that day, the two of them and the master and apprentice really encountered something difficult and needed their help.

Thinking about it this way, the two of them finally felt better in their hearts, and they felt a little calmer when they accepted this achievement.

Only Xuanyuan Aotian was even more unhappy, and he connected her with Qingxi in his mouth and mouth, as if they would never be separated.

The group left the Trapped Beast Mountain before dusk, and the middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, which was the place where he had been separated from them at the beginning, perhaps, since he had been separated from them, he had never left.

When the man saw them, a flash of surprise flashed on his calm face, and then he returned to indifference and alienation, and when he saw the five approaching, he glanced behind them, and did not see any other beasts except the five, and said lightly: "Although you came back within the specified hour, you have not completed the task. ”

Gu Yun stepped forward, bowed his hand to the middle-aged man, and said loudly: "Senior, we have completed the task. ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, looking at Gu Yun's eyes full of disbelief, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and said coldly: "At a young age, don't do anything to slap a swollen face and a fat man, otherwise, you will lose ugly." ”

Lian Wuxin frowned, and said unhappily: "Why do seniors think that we can't complete this task if we are born partially?" ”

The middle-aged man's sharp gaze swept towards Lian Wuxin: "Hmph-don't think that you have defeated a few wastes in the martial garden, you think how great you are, in my opinion, you are just as ridiculous as a child's play." ”

Qingxi didn't like to talk much to outsiders, but at this time, he saw that the middle-aged man didn't take Lian Wuxin in his eyes at all, and even his words were quite disrespectful, even inferior, so he was angry at the moment, and stepped forward, a pair of Baohua's bright eyes condensed at the middle-aged man, and an invisible sense of oppression around him forced the man: "Children playing? In my opinion, you're just a child. Qingxi raised his chin and said very domineeringly: "Don't accept the battle." ”

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, not because of the young man's disrespectful words and deeds, but because of the extremely oppressive feeling, which made his soul tremble.

Although he can't be despised it, he is still stimulated by the arrogant words of the young man, and he refuses to fight? Once upon a time, he was despised and provoked by a young man?

The blood boiled, the tremor in the soul was suppressed, and the bloody battle intent that had been precipitated in the body for many years was ignited at this moment.

The young man in front of him, although he was young, the momentum around him was not weaker than him at all, which made him want to fight with him for three hundred rounds.

The tense atmosphere was about to erupt, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes were full of light, their clothes were hunting and flying in the wind, their black hair was flying, and the fighting spirit between their eyebrows and eyes was enough to make everyone's blood boil.

Lian Wuxin only looked at it lightly, did not stop it, nor did he say anything to persuade him, and even took a few steps back, finding a direction with an excellent vision, ready to feast his eyes.

She knew that Qingxi was very strong, but she didn't know how strong it was, maybe she could take this opportunity to see Qingxi's true strength with her own eyes.

However, just when everyone thought that there would be a big battle to be seen, a clear and bright voice broke the tense atmosphere: "Shanjin, take them to Wuyuan, don't delay the hour." ”