Lao Dao walked to the middle-aged man and stood still, looked at Uncle Chen, who was still working the ground to force out the remnants of his body, shook his head and said, "Since you have no intention of hurting people, why bother doing this." ”

"You don't need to ask about doing something!" It seems that the hand that has just been revealed has shocked the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man's momentum has gradually converged a little, but it has not decreased, but has been hovering around, obviously having other plans.

Lao Dao shook his head and didn't look at him much, just walked past the middle-aged man.

"Let me do it. ”

Lao Dao stopped in front of Uncle Chen, and a mysterious aura on the index finger of his outstretched right hand wrapped around it, and lightly touched Uncle Chen's eyebrows under Lan Ling's gaze.

It is also strange to say that after the old Taoist point, the bruise on Uncle Chen's face quickly receded like spring and white snow, and seven wisps of green smoke emitted from Uncle Chen's seven orifices. Uncle Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, then opened his eyes and got up with Lan Ling's support, bowed to the old man and said, "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue, the juniors are grateful." ”

No matter how you look at the old way, he is also in his old age, and Uncle Chen and the middle-aged man are both in their fifties, and they deserve to be this senior.

From beginning to end, the middle-aged man has been in place and has not moved, but as Lao Dao said, although the middle-aged man defeated Uncle Chen, he did not hurt Uncle Chen, but made everyone in Qingfeng Rain Pavilion more and more unable to see through what this middle-aged man wanted to do.

Lao Dao turned around and looked at the middle-aged man with interest, and the middle-aged man also looked at Lao Dao carefully at this moment, and the two looked at each other like this, and no one had the intention of making a move for a while.

In the end, Lao Dao spoke first: "Your Excellency is a leader of your peers, why bother others with your own mind, if you really want to find someone to do it, then the old man will accompany you to take a few moves." ”

"Just waiting for your words!"

The middle-aged man turned his face faster than he turned a book, and he hit it when he said he would hit it! The hand stove in his palm was directly thrown by him, smashing into the old road door like a meteor. The old Dao's face did not change, and even the corners of his mouth had a slight smile, and one palm turned up in the air, and a flexible wind suddenly wrapped the entire hand stove, and after dissolving all the energy, it was slowly sent to Lan Ling's hands.

"The incense medicine made of this incense flower and the herb is really expensive, don't mess with it. ”

Lao Dao laughed, and the figure instantly split into three to face the middle-aged man, and the two suddenly fought in one place!

Maybe it's because the cultivation of these two people is too advanced for Lan Ling, Lan Ling only feels that their figures are fast and slow, hidden and appearing, just looking at it makes people's chests feel like pressing a boulder, depressed, almost vomiting blood!

Chen Bo is better than Lan Ling, although he can't see the exact doorway, but he can feel the turbulent waves hidden in the shadows from the calm on the scene, which is like an undercurrent hidden under the calm sea, and no one knows how the tense will develop next.

Hands are like two doors, and the old way is impregnable, splitting and hanging from time to time

There is a mysterious aura hidden in it, let the middle-aged man's offensive storm storm, I will not move!

After a long time of attacking, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his figure, like a spiritual snake, he deceived himself from between the hands of the old road, and cut into the middle door of the old road in a millimeter. The middle-aged man knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat the old way if he continued like this, so he took the sword to the edge and fought the danger with danger!

"Courage is commendable. ”

A look of appreciation actually flashed in Lao Dao's eyes, and the ethereal blue qi between the opening and closing of his hands had condensed out of his body, and the middle-aged man who was close with one palm slashed straight at the door!

The middle-aged man suddenly became troubled, and the true qi around his body instantly drummed, and within ten zhang he suddenly turned into a dense jungle, and countless emerald green vines roared towards the old road! At the same time, his palms met him, and the majestic palm power suppressed by the old way was dissipated and invisible in a subtle way.

The old man in his hand showed a three-point smile, changed his palm to a seal, and hurriedly pointed out three fingers in the void, and the ethereal blue aura around him suddenly formed into a floating cloud, completely blocking those emerald green vines from three feet away from his body.

For a while, the two sides had the same true intentions, but the middle-aged man couldn't help it, and his eyes were already impatient.

"Drink"

The middle-aged man shouted violently, and his momentum suddenly rose to the sky, and the emerald green vines covered the sky and the sun, and the two of them were enveloped in the whole book, and outsiders could no longer see the movement inside.

Chen Bo stared intently at the changes in the field, the ingenuity of the two of them for the use of true meaning simply opened his eyes, compared to them, Chen Bo felt that he was a babbling child, although they are both masters of artistic conception, but in terms of cultivation, it is very different.

"Daughter, you take a good look at it, you can't let go of the slightest!"

"Hmm. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the knotted vines suddenly shattered, and the old Dao, which was wrapped in blue aura, still stood in place, and the middle-aged man retreated violently one after another, and he stepped back seven steps before standing still.

"You've won!"

The middle-aged man was also dry, with a light snort in his mouth, his big sleeves were thrown out, Lan Ling only felt that his hands were empty, and the hand stove hovered in the air and fell back into the middle-aged man's palm again. The middle-aged man took a deep breath of the green smoke that came out, and the original anger on his body suddenly disappeared.

The sound of clothes flying came, and the help of the Wind and Rain Pavilion finally arrived at the south gate, led by Li Yanxue and Qin Feng, but it was a little surprising that Su Mengxiao, the Qingyun Sword Master, also came somehow.

Lan Ling stepped forward and was about to tell Qin Feng what happened, but Qin Feng directly grabbed his Rou Yi, walked up to the middle-aged man step by step, knelt on his knees and said respectfully: "Unfilial son Qin Feng, I have seen my father." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately surprised, and Lan Ling also suddenly reacted, and hurriedly knelt down respectfully and said, "Girl Lan Ling, I have seen the head of the family." ”

The middle-aged man snorted lightly, slowly took off the pure gold mask on his face and threw it on Qin Feng's body

, said fiercely: "I don't have your son!?"

The father was angry, and the child knew that he was wrong. ”

......

Chen Bo, who witnessed all this, was suddenly surprised, and when the middle-aged man took off his mask, he recognized the identity of this person, the current head of the Qin family, Qin Huai, who is known as the "Killing Pill King"!

The Qin family in Liangzhou, dozens of generations have devoted themselves to the study of Dandao, and it can be said that a great reputation has been established in the Central Plains, when Chen Bo had no choice but to leave the two of them in the Qin family in order to save the red-sleeved blue feather, but the red-sleeved blue feather was given to Qin Feng by Qin Huai as a warm bed girl, this came and went, and Chen Bo and the Qin family also formed this relationship.

Uncle Chen stepped forward in three steps and two steps, bowed down to Qin Huai: "Uncle Chen, maybe the head of the Qin family doesn't remember being here, but the head of the Qin family saved the lives of my daughters, and Uncle Chen will never dare to forget!"

"Oh, it turns out that your name is Uncle Chen, and there are too many names to remember. Qin Huai didn't care if Uncle Chen was embarrassed or not, but turned directly to Qin Feng and asked, "You are also bold, if it weren't for Fan Yang'a and me to inform me, I wouldn't have known that you had already come to this Yiyang to become the earth overlord!

"Father, but now the child can't leave. ”

Qin Feng was afraid that Qin Huai would mention this stubble, so he hurriedly begged, but Qin Huai suddenly straightened his face: "There's no need to discuss!"

"I didn't expect it to be the head of the Qin family to come, it stands to reason that the head of the Qin family is teaching his son is his own family matter, and others should not interfere, but Qin Feng is one of the main things of my Wind and Rain Pavilion after all, being reprimanded in such a large public will inevitably have some impact on the Wind and Rain Pavilion, why don't the Qin family master move to the Wind Word Courtyard for the time being, let's talk about it in detail?"

Su Mengxiao stepped forward with a red face, obviously in a good mood.

"Who are you, and who is he?"

Qin Huai is worthy of being the "King of Killing Pills", his words are all based on his own preferences, and his expression is arrogant and does not take the identity of seniors such as Lao Dao and Su Mengxiao in his eyes at all. However, Su Mengxiao, who has lived for most of her life, didn't care about these things, and smiled slightly.

"Old man, Kunlun, Su Mengxiao. ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding spectators all showed shocked and inexplicable looks. It is said that the reason why the Wind and Rain Pavilion can stand tall in Yiyang is because there are two masters sitting here, one of whom is the ninth in the world, Qingyun Sword Master Su Mengxiao. I didn't expect the legend to be true.

Qin Huai's pupils also shrank suddenly, but then he turned his gaze to the old Dao who had fought with him just now, seeing the two standing side by side, Qin Huai's heart suddenly flashed a trace of ridiculous speculation, and his tone slowed down a little tentatively: "Then this is ......"

The old man laughed, stroked his beard and said:

"Kunlun, Xuankongzi. ”