After finishing off the horse house attendants on the street, Wang Daxue stepped into the horse house. If you only evaluate it according to the word elegance, the scenery of the Ma Mansion will be much more exquisite than that of the Wang family.

It's no wonder that most of the children of the Wang family were born in the military, and even if they were so leisurely and elegant, they were all put on the table to drink. How can I have time to look at the scenery outside the window?

Just like the head of the Wang family said, the best scenery that can be seen on the battlefield is the best scenery that really attracts people's attention. Wang Daxue has no good feelings about this, which is one of the reasons why he likes to hide in small buildings in the city and run small businesses.

He has thought about it all, as the son of the Wang family, especially the heir of the future head of the family. There is no possibility of killing the enemy without going to the battlefield. But you only need to rely on your own realm to take the head of the enemy general, and get more great achievements, and you don't have to stay there all the time.

Seeing that the steward of the Ma Mansion who killed the god fled in all directions, Wang Daxue had no intention of killing them. When the horse house is destroyed, these wicked stewards have their own people in the city to settle accounts. They are destined to not be able to turn over the storm, why should he do such a meaningless move?

Walking into the middle hall, there was no one on the Taishi chair. People go to tea and cool, could it be that the father and son have already left?

Wang Daxue thought in her heart and sat on the Taishi chair. With the sword qi, all the tables and chairs in the entire central hall were smashed, leaving only the one he was sitting on.

There was a movement outside the middle hall, Wang Daxue opened his eyes, and happened to see the Ma family father and son striding forward. He was a little puzzled, but he still aimed his blade at them, and said: "There is a debtor and a master, and Brother Chen's life must be repaid by you and the century-old foundation of Mafu!"

The head of the Ma family laughed, stepped forward, and subconsciously protected his only son behind him. He raised his head slightly, looking at the horse mansion that was becoming more and more prosperous in his hands. Now that Lao Zu is willing to go out of the customs, this catastrophe will naturally be solved.

He opened his mouth and said, "Whether the Ma Mansion will fall at this moment depends on whether you are capable enough. If my guess is correct, the dust brother in your mouth should be stronger than you, right? Even I can deal with him, one of you, are you really sure that you can turn the wind and waves? To tell you the truth, my ancestor came out of the customs specifically for you. You are the realm of the Mandate of Heaven, and the realm of the Ancestor is the bamboo basket that draws water, and you have wonderful skills. In this way, the Ma family should not be killed, but your life, I am afraid that it will be explained here. ”

Wang Daxue snorted coldly and said, "Bluff? I will too! Lao Tzu is not the destiny of heaven, but the way of perfection." I won't take it seriously from you bullshit ancestors. ”

"Which one's Zhendao, why haven't I heard of it?"

A voice came, and Wang Daxue felt cold even though his body was cold. He turned his head stiffly, and an old man with a withered face stood in the air with his hands in his hands. The old man's eyes were deep, as if they contained stars.

As the heir of the head of the Ma family, Wang Daxue has also seen many top cultivators in the world, among which the head of his own family is undoubtedly the best among them. It's just that the head of the Wang family has always been inconspicuous, and he has always thought that it was an ordinary destiny. Waiting

When the head of the family broke through the bottleneck of Zhendao, he was taken aback, and he understood the truth that he should not judge people. 【~iQi Literature &... Free to read]

But the withered old man in front of him was different, and his qi was leaking out, which made him have an invincible idea. Although cultivators are not like great demons, they will have an innate race to win, but if the difference in realm is too great. The sword will also be difficult to come out, and the circulation of the qi will also be stagnant.

But don't underestimate the moment of this breath is a step behind, sometimes this step is the difference between the world and the world in the future.

When the father and son of the Ma family saw their ancestor, they knelt on the ground together and said in a deep voice: "Welcome to the ancestor!"

The old man nodded and continued to say to Wang Daxue: "A hundred years ago, I had already salvaged my own magic technique from that clear spring. It's just that the longevity is coming to an end, and I have to use the ever-bright lamp to extend my life. Lingering, let alone climbing step by step in the realm. This breakthrough has cost the apprentice decades of his life. You have to pay me for this, just pay it with your life. I'll make you a junior, and I'll stand here waiting for you to make ten turns. If I move half a step, even if I lose with the entire Ma family. You can leave on your own, and no child of the Ma family will be held accountable. But if you have ten rounds, I'll kill you. It's the same ten rounds, and if I can't kill you, I'll stop, what do you think?"

The head of the Ma family hurriedly raised his head and said, "Ancestor, don't!"

"Shut up!" the withered old man shouted: "When do I need you to point my fingers at things? Could it be that you are also tired of living? It's a big deal that I will kill you, anyway, whoever does this position as the head of the family will be the same for me." Maybe he will change to another one, do things more decently, and end the eventful situation of the Ma family now. ”

The head of the Ma family immediately stopped talking, he knew his ancestor's temper. What you say is true, and you never regret it. is also moody, the Ma family in front of him, perhaps in the eyes of the ancestor, is really dispensable. After all, when the realm has reached that point, all I am thinking about is how to fight with the sky. To prolong one's life would have been damned. The ancestor dared to despise even the Heavenly Dao, let alone a family head who was slaughtered by others?

What everyone didn't expect was that Wang Daxue actually swung out a knife, although it was not fast to face the ancestor's qi machine, but it was not easy to have this courage.

The ancestor sighed lightly, a little strange, but he still fought in place and did not make a move. Ten moves are ten moves, and how can a cultivator who has only stepped into the Mandate of Heaven not long ago be able to shake the comprehensive defense of the bamboo basket to draw water!

Wang Daxue handed out a knife, and finally approached the ancestor, he scolded: "Lao Tzu doesn't want your charity." ”

"It's better to be young, even if your strength is invincible, you can still have backbone. The ancestor reprimanded, and Wang Daxue fell directly from the sky, like a fallen leaf hitting the ground.

"There are three moves left. Old Ancestor spoke.

Wang Daxue stood up, brewing the knife intent on the Soul Breaking Knife. It's just that the next blow is suspected of thunder and rain, and the thunder is bursting, but when it falls on the ancestor, it is tantamount to itching.

This round is two blows, the ancestor said softly, as if he was counting down Wang Daxue

Remaining Lives: "There's one final blow." ”

As soon as these words fell, Wang Daxue's eyes suddenly changed. Cold, ruthless, as the name of the knife he held in his hand, "Broken Soul".

In the Demon Cave Mansion, Zhuge Chen once said when he gave this long knife to Wang Daxue: This knife is different from those nine long knives that can be found and bought on the market, and now it seems that although this knife is not the best, it has a better chance. It depends on how far you can use this knife in the heavy snow, I have probably seen it, as long as your realm can climb steadily, there is no possibility of truly mastering this knife in the future. It's just that until then, you must not use the true power of this knife!

Wang Daxue looked at the ancestor in the sky, smiled bitterly, and muttered to himself: "I'm afraid I won't be able to listen to you this time." ”

Suddenly, an evil god appeared behind Wang Daxue. The evil god stood up to the sky, even obscuring the sun's rays. His face was the same as Wang Daxue's, but the overflow engine was strong enough to replace that round of hot sun.

And the ancestor was finally no longer as indifferent as before, frowned and said softly: "It's really interesting now, but how long can this state be maintained? ”

The ancestor opened his hands and swept towards the evil god, and the collision between the two set off a violent wind, forcing the Ma family father and son to retreat to the middle hall, otherwise they would be swept into the air in an instant.

The two glanced at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Cultivators are so domineering, and their gestures are unreasonable.

The evil god is unstoppable, but the ancestor is also not left behind. Only Wang Daxue struggled to maintain the evil god in the Soul Breaking Knife out of the sheath, his eyes were red, and he was about to die of qi drying up.

Finally, Wang Daxue was able to breathe for a moment and shouted, as if the evil god had been ordered, a punch blasted out, and the ancestor retreated more than ten zhang away. It was not easy to stand firm, but the evil god was pressing forward step by step, and he was unforgiving.

The evil god condensed his strength, his fists glowing with purple and black light, and this punch fell from the sky, knocking the ancestor into the ground.

The corner of the ancestor's mouth was bleeding, and he lay in the deep pit, unable to move. He didn't expect that this evil god was not just in vain, I was afraid that if he was not careful, he would really die here.

Wang Daxue dragged his tired body to the edge of the pit, and said condescendingly: "Can I kill you, have you seen it?"

At this time, although the ancestor was embarrassed, he was still able to smile and say: "Even if you go through ten rounds, it seems that you can't be spared a single life." If I still trust a scourge like you, won't I want my own life? I have changed my mind, and I must get rid of you now!"

Wang Daxue snorted coldly and said, "Let's wait until you get out of the predicament first!"

The next moment, the ancestor rose to the sky and fought in front of Wang Daxue: "Isn't it unexpected that I was able to get out of trouble? But then again, a Heavenly Destiny can force the bamboo basket to the point of using its own magic skills, and you are already extremely lethal." It's a pity that I can't see when you will be higher in the future. ”

The two of them are now in a high situation, Wang Daxue has run out of oil, and the ancestor is just gloomy, but under closer inspection, he is full of energy.

When he raised his hand, he was about to blast Wang Daxue to death with one punch. But a soft qi machine stopped it, and just as the ancestor snorted coldly, a middle-aged man with a plain face walked out from behind a big tree.

Wang Daxue, who survived the catastrophe, exclaimed: "The head of the family...... Why are you here?"

The man opened his mouth and said, "I heard what you said from the Bitter Sea Academy, so I came to pick you up in advance, but I didn't expect to encounter this farce." Step back and look at me. Since he is pressing you with the realm, I will press back and see whose fist is harder!"

(End of chapter)