Chapter 142: The Terrifying Sword
"This ...... This is...... Is it really at this time?" Ling Feiyu asked with joy when he heard this. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"The old man is just guessing now, and he's not too sure, after all, the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Mother is too rare!" The gray-clothed old man looked at Ling Feiyu, who was full of surprise, and said lightly.
Immediately, the gray-clothed old man rolled his eyes, and said to Ling Feiyu: "If Xiaoyou is willing, the old man can help you open it and verify it!"
Ling Feiyu also groaned slightly, and then said to the gray-clothed old man: "Then there is Senior Lao!"
The gray-clothed old man listened and nodded.
Immediately, he also held the fast metal in his left hand, and slowly raised his right hand, and his five fingers were tightly closed into a palm knife.
There was a riot in the aura of heaven and earth, and in an instant, all the aura of heaven and earth converged towards the blade of the old man in gray who was slowly raised, and slowly condensed into a colorful blade.
Everyone's eyes moved up with the gray-clothed old man's slowly raised right hand.
Ling Feiyu, who was closest to the gray-clothed old man, felt the most profound, and when the aura of heaven and earth converged, he clearly felt the humming sound of the aura of heaven and earth passing past his ears.
He felt that the heaven and earth aura in his body were rioting.
In a hurry, Ling Feiyu had no choice but to stick to his mind and suppress the aura of the riot in his dantian.
The gray-clothed old man in front of him now gave Ling Feiyu the feeling that he was even more ferocious than that desolate beast.
He couldn't imagine that such a thin body could hide such a terrifying energy.
Jiang Wuwen in the distance also felt the terrifying aura exuded by the gray-clothed old man at this time, and his face suddenly changed greatly.
"This ...... This feeling ......!" he whispered to himself.
This feeling was also felt once in Jiang Wuwen's memory.
It was still ten years ago, when Jiang Wuwen's grandfather was receiving a mysterious strong man, the strong man suddenly became angry, and the momentum he exuded was similar to that exuded by the old man in gray now.
What he knew was that his grandfather could only grovel in front of that mysterious powerhouse.
And his grandfather is a strong person in the Great Perfection Realm of the Infant Transformation Realm, and he is also the strongest person in his Jiang family.
However, in front of that strong man, he could only grovel, and then the realm of that mysterious strong man was also about to come out.
Jiang Wuwen felt the same momentum as the mysterious powerhouse in this gray-clothed old man...... What about the cultivation of this gray-clothed old man......
His face was pale, and he stood in the square as if he had lost his soul.
Jiang Wuwen looked at the gray-clothed old man, his eyes seemed to have traveled through space and time, and saw the future.
He saw the gray-clothed old man standing in the air above his Jiang family's mansion.
I saw that the gray-clothed old man gently waved his hand and slapped his palm, and in an instant, his huge Jiang family's mansion was turned into a ruin, and his grandfather, as well as all the strong men of the family, knelt on the ground in fear, crying and begging for mercy, and all of this was caused by his own recklessness today......
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he quickly shook his head and looked ahead with a dead face.
His worries were actually unnecessary, and a powerhouse of the level of the gray-clothed old man would naturally not bother with a small foundation building period monk.
Just when Jiang Wuwen was thinking about the future, the old man in gray seemed to be accumulating momentum.
The gray-clothed old man looked at Ling Feiyu in front of him and said, "Little friend, stand far away, the old man is going to make a move!"
When Ling Feiyu heard this, he also took a few steps back.
At this moment, the old man in gray's raised right hand slashed down at the piece of metal.
The hand knife was directly tearing through the air, and the shredded space directly swallowed up the sonic boom.
The palm of his hand instantly touched the fast metal.
At this time, everyone's eyes were straight!
Only a monk with a profound realm can see the horror of this palm!
"The strength of the gluttonous old man has improved again! It seems that I can't catch up even if I shoot the horse!" a monk looked at the slap of the old man in gray, shook his head suddenly, and said to a monk next to him.
"Yes, it seems that I will not be able to catch up in my life!" said one of the monks, also with a sigh of relief.
This gray-clothed old man is a powerhouse of this level, so he can naturally hear the conversation of those monks.
He also said lightly to those monks: "A few stinky boys, don't talk about the wind and cold! The old man has been inchless for 2,000 years! I see that your cultivation has grown a little fast recently, and your heart is impetuous! Okay! I will accompany you to practice another day!"
When several monks heard this, their faces changed dramatically in an instant, and they hurriedly waved their hands and said to the gray-clothed old man: "Thank you for your kindness!
The gray-clothed old man also snorted lightly, and then said lightly: "Then don't talk too much!"
When several monks heard this, they quickly bowed their hands and did not speak.
The monk who was holding the dust whisk just now also watched happily as several people were deflated.
A few people were also depressed, obviously they just wanted to praise the old man in gray, but they didn't expect that they didn't eat the mutton, but they made a fuss!
The conversation between the gray-clothed old man and those monks seemed to be a long time, but it was only a moment!
At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the piece of metal.
I saw that there was a dent about one finger wide and two fingers deep.
The old man in gray slashed his palm, and he didn't know when he quietly moved away.
Suddenly, a burst of intense silver light erupted from the dent, but in an instant, the intense silver light vanished!
Everyone in the venue saw that the two-finger-deep trace that had been split just now had recovered more than half of it in such a short moment, and then because of the recovery of the deep sea silver in the outer layer, it covered the fierce silver light!
"Whew!" the old man looked at the fierce silver light, and then exhaled deeply.
Immediately, he excitedly said to Ling Feiyu on the side: "This is indeed the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Mother!"
"Hey! it's really the Mother of the Deep Sea!"
"Oh my God! What have I seen! I can even see the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Mother in my life! Even if I die, I am willing!" a monk said with intoxicated eyes as he stared at the Deep Sea Silver Mother in the hands of the gray-clothed old man.
In fact, the most shocking person present was not Ling Feiyu, but Xia Qing!
At that time, he guessed that this piece of metal was deep-sea immersion silver, and he also saw that the metal was relatively hard, and at that time he thought of the name deep-sea immersion silver, and then he made a bold guess!
As a result, I didn't expect to be guessed by myself! And it's not just the deep-sea sinking silver, but also the deep-sea sinking silver mother!
You can imagine how excited Xia Qing was at this time!(To be continued.) )