Chapter 102: The Divine Dragon Sees the Head and Doesn't See the End
"Oops~~~~~~"
The moment the elder felt this yin wind coming, Xuan Lao also screamed miserably. Before the Seventh Elder could react, Xuan Lao's body had already been knocked out. But when he heard a loud "bang", Xuan Lao's sturdy body immediately lay on the ground and stopped moving.
The Seven Bosses were shocked and couldn't help but step forward together. Everyone called for a long time, but Xuan Lao still didn't move in the slightest. Everyone didn't know what was going on, but Zuihou was still an old man and hurriedly reached out to test his pulse. If you don't try, you can only do it, and after a try, the old man's face will change immediately.
Xuan Lao had completely stopped breathing at this time, and now all he was lying on the ground was a cold corpse.
"He's dead......"
The Elder Punishment regretfully told the rest of the elders.
The old man was shocked, and at the same time couldn't help but look around. But seeing the shaking of the leaves "rustling" where the breeze was slightly rising, although with his cultivation, he had the ability to identify the enemy's position through his aura, but at this time, he felt it for a long time, but he still couldn't feel the aura and hostility of any stranger.
"Could it be that the other party has already left?" said in amazement to himself: "Although it is a move like a bull in the air, the destructive power is still so strong." ”
As he said this, the old man who had lifted the clothes of the dead old man suddenly exclaimed again.
"What's wrong?"
The Elder screamed, and at the same time focused his originally alert gaze on him again.
"Big brother, come and see!"
The old man looked panicked, and at the same time, he pointed his finger at the back of the dead elder. At the moment when the old man's brows were deeply locked, he also clearly saw that Xuan Lao's back was imprinted with a bright red palm print at this time.
"This. It's ......"
He looked at the small palm print in trepidation, but the old man opened his mouth again in trepidation.
"If I'm not wrong about what I know. This should be the martial art 'Blood Yin Palm' that has been lost for many years in the continent of my Zhihe. ”
"Could it be that the 'Blood Yin Palm' ?!? the old immortal who has been silently extinguished for nearly fifty years?"
Tian Lao said this in horror, and at the same time, a pair of eyes couldn't help but stare at the boss in horror.
"Nonsense. It's simply not possible. The emperor broke off and shouted: "If the old immortal is still alive now, he should be at least more than one hundred and fifty years old." Even if he is the founder of the martial art of 'Blood Yin Palm', how can he still use such a strong palm power at the age of one hundred and fifty?"
"But in addition to urging the old immortals, who else in the entire Zhiba Continent will be proficient in such a vicious martial art?" Tian Lao raised his own question: "And to be able to exert this palm technique to such an extent, even on the basis of fighting cattle in the air, it can still have such destructive power." Do you think there will be other people besides urging the old immortals?"
"This ......"
The emperor was silent, and the old man looked at the bloody handprint behind Xuan Lao, and his brows were deeply locked at this time. He shook his head slightly, and then put forward his own different opinion.
"No, I think the old emperor has a point. He said. I couldn't help but stretch out my hand and point to the bright red bloody handprint: "The handprint is slender and small, and no matter how strong it is, I think there are only two kinds of people who can make this kind of handprint." ”
"Oh, what two kinds of people?"
The old man asked suspiciously.
"Women, or children. The old man said unfairly: "And with the tall figure of the old immortal, his palm will definitely not look like this." Now we can determine the identity of the person who holds the palm through this palm print, and at the same time, we can clearly see that this person's skill should be far above the old immortal. ”
"This, how is this possible?" "Is there such a person on the Zhiba Continent? The 'Blood Yin Palm Power' he possesses can even control the founder of this set of palm techniques to urge the old immortal and go to the next level? If that's the case, then isn't this person too terrifying? And according to your statement, this person is actually a woman or a child, so isn't this even more terrifying?"
The idea of jaw elder has been proposed. Everyone present looked at each other. The disciples of the Honghuai Society, you look at me, I look at you, and their faces are a little panicked for a while. The atmosphere at the scene was a little stiff, and after a long silence, it was finally broken by the silence of the veteran.
"Is it a woman or a child? So, could the other party be a friend of the Gongsun family? so unfathomable......
His brow furrowed at the same time. The hesitation between the eyebrows is also visible. At this time, he slightly twisted his already white beard, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
"This, this counts...... What kind of thing is this?"
Lan Lao, who had been silent on the side, gritted his teeth at this time, and couldn't help clenching a pair of fists with a "gurgling" sound. Among the eight elders of Xuan Ming, he and Xuan Lao are the thickest. Now that Xuan Lao is dead, and the rest of the elders have no way to ask how he can endure it at this time?
"Fourth brother!"
The old man shouted like this, but the old man ignored him completely at this time. He picked up the Blue Dragon Sword on the ground alone. Then there was a roar and shout.
"Who hurts my brother!!?
He shouted loudly, and his internal strength was fully integrated. The hollow rang out. The rumbling echo actually floated in the long sky for a long time. After waiting for a long time, no one answered. Even the sound of the maple leaves rustling in the breeze just now suddenly stopped.
"Could it be that the other party is really gone?"
While the old man frowned, he couldn't help but think so in his heart. He looked around from time to time, quietly feeling the movement but still couldn't find out the reality.
"Kill my brother, do you want to leave it all right now?, where is it so cheap?" Lan Lao was angry, and at the same time, because the other party did not respond, he gradually became bold and fought: "If you don't come out, okay! Then I'll concoct your old friend's daughter to show you!"
As he said this, he couldn't help but carry Xuan Lao's Qinglong Sword and stride towards Gongsun Yang, who was still unconscious and fell to the ground.
"Fourth brother, no. ”
Although the elder said something to stop him, his body did not move.
Lan Lao stopped him as if he hadn't heard it, and he paced to Gongsun Yang who was lying on the ground and fainted, and then raised his sword high.
"Hmph~ It's all because of you, a thief and slut, that Lao Xuan's life returned to Jiuquan, if I don't kill you today, how can I make Lao Xuan blind?" Lan Lao said this, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of murderous intent: "Anyway, you will die sooner or later, why don't you let me send you on the road first at this time!"
As he said this, he couldn't help but let out a loud roar, and then the blade had already fallen. Seeing that the sharp blade was about to stab Gongsun Yang's throat, the breeze that had just subsided couldn't help but rise again at this time.
Lan Lao felt that the Qinglong Sword in his hand suddenly became much lighter in the moment of the slight breeze, and he didn't know why he didn't have much time to think about it. But just when the sharp sword blade was about to touch the skin of Gongsun Yang's throat, the originally solid and reforged Qinglong Sword shattered away little by little like broken glass. (To be continued......)