However, it was said that Li Xiang easily escaped a targeted and fatal car accident, and had a general understanding of the person who planned it in his heart, and at the same time, he once again raised his vigilance in his heart, and had a new understanding of this ruthless potential enemy: danger. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was completely dark and gloomy, and he circled the wilderness, and saw in the distance that the ambulance had left, and then ran back. Since the scene of the accident is in front of us, it is difficult to return to the outer ring road and run slowly along the country road.

He knew that more than ten miles ahead was the village of Great Elm, which he had visited many times.

Suddenly, there was a little doubt in his heart, could it be possible that he had thought about it? Just now he was in a trance, and he didn't hear the words of that pair of senior brothers clearly? Could it be that the Phantom Sword Alliance or Du Xian already knew about his existence? Thinking of this, his steps began to become messy. If this is troublesome, isn't this small body now certain to die?

After thinking about it, it's not right, if it's a person from the Phantom Sword Alliance, why bother so much, if you come to a master of the Transformation Period, you will be dead.

When the scene of the accident arrived, the lights were bright in the distance, and there were still many construction vehicles doing finishing work. However, after gradually moving away from the scene of the accident, while running, it seemed that someone had been following him, and he turned back quietly, but he did not see a single figure, and there was no abnormal situation around.

It is easy for a cultivator to have distracting thoughts, and in this case, he can be sure that someone is really following, maybe this is the follow-up trick of the car accident just now.

Secretly vigilant in his heart, his actions were not affected, his steps were still firm, and every step was like a ruler. Half an hour later, he ran to the village of Big Elm.

Burdened by him, the great elm tree that had been cultivated for thousands of years had died, but it was still standing, and its lush dry branches and leaves had been pruned, and it had been made into a super-large landscape, which looked even more majestic.

It stood for a thousand years when it was alive, and it is estimated that it will last for a thousand years after death.

Obviously, this landscape was designed to complement the new architectural ensemble.

Without the Great Elm Tree, there would be no need for the Great Elm Village to exist, and it happened that the surging pace of urban expansion had also arrived here, so the entire Great Elm Village had become a construction site at this time, and the remaining villagers should have been relocated, and it was quiet all around at night.

Only an oversized billboard erected at the head of the village looks like it is dancing: it will become a new high-end residential area, which is a gimmick of a thousand-year-old acacia.

Li Xiang didn't care about this, he didn't continue to move forward, but had already run around the small village twice, looking at the posture, and the meaning of continuing to run a circle, while running, he hid something from the canvas bag and still stepped on the ground, and stepped under the dirt silently as he ran past.

Finally, just as he was passing through the Great Elm landscape for the fourth time, he stopped.

I saw him standing up, clenching his fists in his chest, and said loudly: "I don't know which senior, follow me to make a joke, track all the way here, let me admire it, I don't know if I can show up?"

The early winter season is a bit dry and cold, the northwest wind is very strong, the weather is gloomy and starless, and a few lights on the construction site can't shine here, and the surroundings are dark.

As soon as the words fell, the sobs of cold wind were left in the air again. A minute, two minutes, ten minutes passed, and still no one showed up. But Li Xiang didn't move, just put down his hands and kept smiling, he trusted his instincts, at this time, it was more than patience.

Sure enough, just after he stood for half an hour, in the darkness in front of him, a bald old man slowly walked out, through the dark light, I saw him stepping on cloth shoes, wearing kung fu pants for tai chi, shirtless, the most distinctive is two arms, each with a row of steel rings, walking jingling.

This person is the person who planned the fatal traffic accident, Liu Jing's grandfather, Liu Zongwu, a kung fu in an iron cloth shirt, the family legend of the iron arm fist is superb, put on the iron ring, and has the power to open the mountain when the exercise, known as the "iron arm eighteen links".

However, this person is cunning and suspicious, and his personality does not match his fierce appearance, and because of this, how many heroes are planted in his hands. This is also the reason why he hid in the shadows just now and did not show up, he has been speculating about Li Xiang's path. Such a serious traffic accident didn't kill him, and in the blink of an eye, he was alive and well, it was really incredible, what kind of kung fu did this kid cultivate? Looking at his performance, he was a little kid who didn't know how to do it, why could he easily abolish his grandson's cultivation, and it was okay to run over a car weighing several tons?

The old man was very cunning, paying attention to planning and then acting, and during this time, Li Xiang was carefully studied from his grandson's words. According to the baby grandson, he can't have physical contact with him, especially his hands, once they touch, they will have a feeling of thousands of needles, and it is suspected that it is a pocket high-voltage electric baton.

However, Liu Zongwu doesn't believe it, some internal boxing practices to the realm of supernatural can also be done, but they are rare, so what's going on with this kid?

He hid in the shadows and observed for a long time, and the boy seemed to have lost his way, and walked around the village several times before returning to the original point, and only after making sure that there was no greater threat. Otherwise, he would rather retreat and continue to wait for the opportunity, the so-called gentleman's revenge for ten years is not too late, and it is also appropriate to use it on him.

When Li Xiang saw the person who came, he knew that things couldn't be good, and he was indeed looking for revenge, because in addition to age, this old man and the deposed Liu Jing were simply carved out of the same mold.

Anyway, he was ready, although the other party looked extraordinary and menacing, he was not afraid. Learning the dialogue between the rivers and lakes from Ji Gang, like an old man hugging his fists, he said: "In Xia Li Xiang, you and I have never known each other, I don't know what happened when the old man tracked him down here?"

The old man is a traditional person, seeing that the other party's junior grade has followed the rules of the rivers and lakes, and he has hatred, he admires him very much, and he also clenches his fists, but his demeanor is very arrogant, and he said: "Liu Zongwu, I heard that Sun Liujing offended Your Excellency and was taught a lesson, so I came to thank you today!"

The words "thank you" are extremely blunt, and they are already a bit gnashing of teeth.

"It turned out to be Old Man Liu, disrespectful and disrespectful. There is another reason for Ling Sun's matter, and he thinks that with Liu Jing's perverse character, if there is no protection from the old man, something will happen sooner or later, it is better to be a mortal, maybe he will be happy for a lifetime. ”

"Hahaha......" Liu Zongwu laughed angrily and said, "Listen to Your Excellency, my old Liu family still wants to thank you!"

"You can say that, but ......," Li Xiang said seriously, he really thought so.

"Shut up, shameless boy, today I am going to learn and learn, what kind of ability do you have, you dare to break the only seedling of my Liu family. ”

After speaking, he crossed his arms, rushed up, and started to attack without saying hello, what he wanted was a surprise. The rings collided with each other, sparks burst out, and the night was unusually dazzling.

Li Xiangyuan's gaze stared at him, looking at his arms, his muscles and flesh were raised, the eighteen iron rings were mighty, but they were many times stronger than Liu Jing and others, if this was right, with his little arms and legs, even if he touched a little, he would definitely break.

If you can't fight the enemy, then you can only outwit it, clench the last jade stone ball in your hand, and Li Xiang is also using his power all over his body.

After thinking about it, Liu Zongwu came to him with two ups and downs, and the iron arm fist swept through the thousands of troops, carrying the Gangfeng, and smashed towards Li Xiangmian's door.

must not be hit, Li Xiang used the iron plate bridge, and his body fell backwards, which was able to avoid this fatal blow. But of course, the Liu family's fame stunt can't be so simple, another iron fist smashed out from under the abdomen, and this time it was not so lucky.

Like a kite with a broken string, Li Xiang slammed into the tree behind him. However, it was half deliberate, I saw him cover the green blood spurting out with his hand, hit the back of the tree, and quickly write a spell on it.

Liu Zongwu, who was holding a grudge, didn't even wait for Li Xiang to land, killed again, and used the "scorpion tail swing" to pick him up again and hit him into the tree.

Li Xiang caught the green blood he spit out again, and threw it on Liu Zongwu regularly.

Liu Guangtou had stopped, he was dissatisfied with this kind of behavior of only being beaten and not fighting back, and at the same time he was disdainful of the little kid throwing blood at him, but said fiercely: "Little rabbit cub, why don't you fight back? Don't think that if you resist the beating, I will spare you, and today the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will not be able to come!"

After receiving two iron fists in succession, Li Xiang was extremely injured, and he could feel that his spleen and liver had ruptured. However, there was no time to heal at this time, but slowly got up, and the internal injuries were affected in the action, and he couldn't stop coughing.

He reluctantly showed a smile and said, "Old Man Liu is so good at kung fu, he really has no power to resist it." ”

This sentence is true, unlike the fancy frame that dealt with Liu Jing, and he easily put it over with a Tai Chi needle. This old man can't do it, the movement is too fast, and the momentum is heavy, almost practicing the external skills to the extreme, wearing an iron cloth shirt, not to mention that he can't touch people, but he touches it, and it is not certain whether the Tai Chi needle can penetrate it.

This cultivator is simply too embarrassed during the foundation building period, damn, anyone can bully, what advantage is there at all? After going back, he must learn the national art from Old Man Xu. He was now very interested in this cultivation method created by ordinary people, even if it was in the Dao Refining Refining Period, it could be used.

But now, he's on his toes.

Wiping his mouth, he smiled and said to Liu Zongwu: "Old man Liu, I admire you very much, it is rare to be able to cultivate the national art to such a point, but since you want my life, then I'm sorry!"

"What's the excuse for that?" Liu Zongwu laughed, he felt that now that he had figured out the bottom of this kid, his grandson planted in his hands must be a gutter capsizing - bad luck.

Li Xiang took advantage of the old man's carelessness and opened his hand to his chest, which was the last jade rough.

The remaining seven were buried in various corners around the Great Elm Tree by him with the help of running, and together with the position he was standing now, they just formed the Xuantian Palace's Supreme Killing Array—a thousand years in an instant.

This array is a directional killing array created by Li Xiang 10,000 years ago, which is specially used to fight the weak against the strong, and win more with less, and the end is extremely powerful, of course, now this must also be a reduced version.

I saw that he drew the last blood talisman against the stone in the air, and after landing on the jade, it quickly disappeared.

Liu Zongwu saw him dancing in his hands, thinking that he was playing tricks, and said arrogantly: "Boy, if you are punched by the old man again, we will be cleared, how about it?" After speaking, he jumped up violently, and pointed his iron fist directly at Li Xiangmian's door.

He felt that it was really a loss of identity to shoot at such a kid one after another, and this one after another, his grandson's revenge was also avenged, so he used fifty percent of his strength for this punch.

Li Xiang ignored the old man's "kindness", and let him come to him immediately, just staring at the disappearance of the blood talisman, and then shouted: "Wuxiang - the killing array is up!"

In an instant, the wind rose, and Old Man Liu's iron fist was frozen in front of Li Xiang.

He couldn't move.

The big elm tree belongs to yin, and the eight star stones belong to yang, forming a number of pole nine, and the killing array is formed, and poor Liu Zongwu is the eye of this killing array.

I saw that from eight directions, eight green fluorescences rose into the sky, which was the wood attribute spiritual power contained in the starlight stone.

Under the attraction of the Extreme Yin Acacia, they turned one after another, refracting to Liu Zongwu's surroundings, forming a green cage, which was a net composed of green rays.

Inside the net, Liu Zongwu held an iron fist, maintained a forward posture, couldn't move, only his eyes could still turn, and he looked at the green net in front of him in horror, which was beyond his comprehension, is it just like Sun Tzu said, is it a kind of high-tech?

But there was not much time left to think, and in his round eyes, he saw that the skin on the fist began to age, the strength gradually faded, and the muscles under the iron ring gradually turned shriveled. Soon, the flesh began to dry up, fall off, and then it was no longer visible......

But in Li Xiang's eyes, Liu Zongwu soon died, turning into a shriveled corpse, the heavy iron ring fell off the dry arm, and fell one after another, and the clothes of the dried corpse gradually dissociated, and then the flesh and skin.

Sen Sen's white bones could not support him, and finally fell apart, looking at the majestic figure that disappeared in the blink of an eye, Li Xiang silently thought: Dust to dust, dust to earth, it is for a thousand years in an instant!

In his thoughts, the bones turned into dust and drifted away with the wind......

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Chapter 22 (End)