suddenly saw such a scene, even if he had already prepared in his heart and gave his opponent enough overestimation of Zhang Longhu. At this time, on the sallow cheeks, there was still a hint of imperceptible shock.

Although he couldn't specifically guess the strength of the old man of the gray fir tree, just by virtue of the gloomy aura emanating from him, Zhang Longhu was still able to roughly guess some hypocrisy. According to the thoughts in his heart, this old man's cultivation should be in the middle sixth realm, around the twelfth floor. If he deliberately concealed it, at most, it would be the Upper Sixth Realm, the thirteenth floor monk.

You know, for practitioners who walk the world. Deliberately concealing one's exact strength is also a means of self-preservation. After all, the world is big, who can guarantee that there will not be some accidents?!

But even so, when Zhang Longhu made a tentative move, and was lightly dissolved by the other party's cloudy breeze. Only then did he suddenly react, it turned out that the strength of this old guy was not the twelfth floor of the Middle Sixth Realm at all, or the thirteenth floor of the Upper Sixth Realm as speculated. It's the monk on the fourteenth floor, who is clearly one level higher than himself.

Although this may seem, it is only the gap on the first floor. But the meaning contained in it is definitely not something that can be completely summed up by a single word. This is like the officials in the temple, one is the official rank of the second grade, and the other is the official rank of the first grade. The implications are self-evident. The second product is always just the second product. When you see Zhengyipin, you still need to honestly call it an honor, my lord.

Zhang Longhu's footsteps suddenly stopped. On the sallow face, the pride at first slowly dissipated at this time. Thick eyebrows, slightly furrowed. I wanted to look back at Chen Yijian and ask him why he didn't tell himself in advance the exact strength of this old man. Anyway, you two have fought each other, and we are friends again, why do you want to cheat me so much.

But as soon as he thought that as long as he turned around, he would definitely be able to see that guy's schadenfreude appearance, Zhang Longhu immediately dispelled this idea. Regarding Chen Yijian's character, he is like a mirror in his heart. Instead of making him laugh, it's better to be dumb and eat Coptis chinensis to be more comfortable.

This product is a bit immoral to people.

Especially for him, it is even more lacking in virtue and lack of home!

Therefore, Zhang Longhu held the hand of the giant sword, and he pulled out a sword flower in front of him very freely. The giant sword pointed at the old man turned behind him. Remove the splendor from the sword, make it hidden in it, and flow in secret. Stand behind your back in an upside-down posture with your sword raised. A pair of eyes that looked at the gray fir old man, and after a few quick rotations, a sly look immediately appeared. On his sallow face, a bright smile appeared again. opened his mouth and said to him comfortably: "Lao'er, I have two brushes." ”

The gray fir old man, who had already seen through Zhang Longhu's posture in his heart, only smiled slightly at this and didn't say anything. However, the long sword in his hand, like Zhang Longhu, stood behind him.

Obviously, after sensing that the boy had no intention of making another move, he also put away the idea of doing something with him.

For him, one less enemy is one more friend. Even if you can't be friends, try not to be your enemies. This has nothing to do with the strength between the two, purely because there are too many variables on the path of cultivation. No one can be sure that strangers who are not as good as themselves today will surpass themselves tomorrow.

So, on the premise that you are not sure enough to kill the other party in one fell swoop. The old man will always choose to take a step back from him, which seems a little cowardly in the eyes of others.

Chen Yijian originally thought that according to Zhang Longhu's character. As long as that opponent refuses to back down, then he Zhang Longhu will definitely fight with that person. Even if the strength of the two sides is not at the same level, even if the opponent's strength is much higher than Zhang Longhu, he Zhang Longhu will never admit it. But what's the situation today? Why is there no follow-up when one person has a sword?

It shouldn't be!

Chen Yijian, who didn't figure out the key for a while, couldn't help but be a little curious. But more often than not, it is still an unhappy mood.

I'm ready to watch the show, how can you two say that if you don't fight, you won't fight? Isn't this an immoral act of deceiving the audience and disrespecting the audience?!

Chen Yijian took a slight step forward, and his body came to Zhang Longhu's side. He was very dissatisfied and said to the two: "Fight or not, just look at each other like this, can you tell the winner?"

The old man on the opposite side of the gray fir still only smiled and didn't speak.

Zhang Longhu was also a little unhappy about this, and turned his head to look at Chen Yijian. said angrily: "Haven't you always wanted to fight with him, I'm making room for you." Come on, boy!"

Chen Yijian first looked at the gray fir old man, and then at Zhang Longhu. The corner of his mouth provoked a playful smile, and said, "Then you ask him if he wants to fight me." ”

Zhang Longhu couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "You still have to ask if you have to fight, are you a little promising?" Children fight more simply than you, and whoever you say will be, how can there be so much. ”

Chen Yijian smiled.

Zhang Longhu pouted again and said, "When did you Chen Yijian become such a mother-in-law?"

Chen Yijian still smiled.

And at this moment, beside the gray fir old man who was silently watching the conversation between the two, a burly man with a man's hair and a fierce face suddenly appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the man appeared, he respectfully clasped his fist at the gray fir old man. said: "Immortal Venerable, things have changed. ”

The gray fir old man nodded and said, "I see." ”

After that, he didn't look at the burly man. After smiling and saying to Chen Yijian and the others, after a period of time, the figure disappeared in an instant.

Chen Yijian didn't stop him, and looked straight at the burly man. He smiled and asked, "You should be the river god of the Qishui River, right?"

The burly man nodded, and said equally respectfully: "If you return to the immortals, the little god is the river god of this water river." ”

Before, in the hall, he could clearly see that the young Taoist priest was fighting with the Gray Fir Immortal Venerable. Although the two simply exchanged swords, and then there was no follow-up. But he knew very well in his heart that being able to stand here alive after fighting with the Gray Fir Immortal Venerable was enough to show that his strength was far beyond what a small river god like him could contend with.

Chen Yijian didn't talk nonsense with him, and said directly: "If you can take my knife, I won't bother with you." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the burly man to reply.

The long knife that appeared in Chen Yijian's hand in an instant slashed horizontally towards the burly man.

Just like the light snow knife body of autumn water, a burst of dazzling white light suddenly erupted. A huge sword shadow like a substance broke away from the body of the knife, with a thick sword aura, and in an instant, it had already cut the burly man opposite in two.

Until he died, the burly man couldn't say the words that the immortal spared his life.

Until the figure of the burly man slowly turned into golden powder in the air. Only his head was left before he opened his mouth to say the words. It's just that there is still a trace of a half-night voice that can come out of his mouth.

Chen Yijian's words were not only talking to the burly man, but also announcing his death sentence!

There is no room for negotiation!