The extreme depression, the dangerous aura was suffocating. Xue Qinghan closed his eyes and held the softness in his arms with both hands. He was about to die like this? Isn't it ridiculous? It's so funny. Seeing the enemy again. Old hatred has not yet ended, and new hatred has been added, but he has no chance to take revenge anymore. Also, the girl in his arms is now implicated by himself. At this moment, for some reason, Xue Qinghan still had a thought that was inconsistent with the environment. He wanted to ask the girl in his arms if everything about him was just because of his mother, but unfortunately, he couldn't even move his lips.

"I said, boy, when are you going to hold me? It really dirty my eyes, tsk tsk tsk tsk..." Xue Qinghan, who closed her eyes, did not wait for the terrifying attack she had expected. A familiar voice sounded behind her, as usual, unruly.

Xue Qinghan opened his eyes in shock and turned his head to see the old face that was ungrateful. However, at this moment, Xue Qinghan's eyes were so kind and amiable, even though his smile still looked humble.

"Hey, that old guy over there, are you not ashamed of attacking two children at this age? The guy from the Hutian Sect is indeed alive and immortal!" The old man stood with his beard in his hand and his head held high, but his old Taoist robe and messy hair made him really have nothing to do with the immortal style.

Xue Qinghan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he looked at the old charlatan that appeared, but his body collapsed and covered in dirty blood. He was really embarrassed. If Luo Shuang hadn't reached out to support him, she would probably not be able to stand up.

Xue Qinghan leaned weakly on Luo Shuang's shoulder, but his face was a little dark. Luo Shuang was also very injured. Looking at Xue Qinghan leaning against her, a wave flashed in Qing's cold eyes, as if gentle or heartache, or maybe with a little something else, but he returned to peace in an instant. Xue Qinghan missed the charm of the flowing eyes without realizing it, which is really a pity.

The pair of silver-white pupils narrowed slightly, then raised their hand and slapped them again. The palm prints covered the sky and the sun were filled with extremely pure black. The patterns fell one by one. Before the palm prints arrived, the woods below had collapsed directly several feet deep, and countless trees turned into sticky powder.

"Hey, when I am afraid that you will become? Old boy, Dao Ye kindly, I will help you to tell the fortunes and give you a signature." The national teacher's sleeves shone, and a gentle force enveloped Xue Qinghan and Luo Shuang, directly pushed the two of them dozens or hundreds of feet away, leaving the cover of the palm print.

Then, the old man moved and soared into the sky. A pattern of Yin and Yang Bagua appeared under his feet, and continued to expand, instantly covering the entire sky.

The old sage stood in the center of the Bagua, stepped heavily, and flew his hands to form seals: "Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui."

The Bagua pattern rotates, and ancient characters rise one by one, carrying an endless mysterious aura, fitting the avenue, and the pressure permeates.

Then, the old charlatan shouted in one direction: "Kun, get up!" A loud bang came, and the earth below suddenly became spiritual. The earth rolled and the earth collapsed. A huge earth-brown palm poked out from the earth. There were mysterious patterns flashing on the palm, revealing an infinite sense of power, as if it could support the sky.

A large black palm print above the sky covered it, like the sky falling, and a dirt-brown arm below held the sky with one hand, colliding with the dark palm print.

"Boom~"

The spiritual power ripples spread out. The sound came several miles away. The soil and rocks collapsed and the dust was flying all over the sky. A huge basin was directly formed within a radius of hundreds of feet.

Xue Qinghan was supported by Luo Shuang and retreated back hundreds of feet away before he could withstand the aftermath of the two fighting. Xue Qinghan looked at the spectacular scene in front of him and was shocked. He knew that the old guy was a little bit himself, but he didn't expect that this old charlatan would be so strong. Could it be that he had really reached the realm of life, death, Nirvana? As far as he knew, his father Xue Qianren should be just the realm of Taoist Palace.

Xue Qinghan and Luo Shuang stared at the scene nervously, and the dust covered the sky with their eyes blocked. I wonder if the old charlatan could gain the upper hand.

But before the dust dissipated, the two of them felt relieved. A very arrogant voice came from the dust: "How is it? Old boy, I'm not bad at this slap in the face, right? Hehe, come again. Shock, fall."

As the words fell, a sound of thunder came from the sky without warning. Then a purple thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly fell from the sky, like a purple dragon, with the power of the Tao, filled with a sacred and inviolable majesty, vast and destructive aura.

"Kan, Li, rise."

The old charlatan spit out words one by one, and his handprints kept changing. Then he saw that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became violent in an instant, with different colors and huge palms carrying different forces condensed and blasted towards the sky.

The blue water flow turned into a whirlpool, the purple lightning fell from the sky, the mountains condensed into shape to suppress the world, the golden light filled with endless sharp air, and the blue wind blade cuts the space...

"How is it? Do you know I am so powerful? I counted my fingers and you will know that you have a bad star shining today, and if you are not careful, you will face a bloody disaster. Well, my hexagram is still very accurate." The old charlatan said proudly as he looked at the space buried by various forces.

Then, the old man's feet flashed, but it appeared directly beside Xue Qinghan and the others. He grinned at Xue Qinghan: "Boy, how about you? Do you want to be my teacher? Although I have a very high vision, you are just talented and have an average understanding, as long as you beg me sincerely, for the sake of my friendship, I can still reluctantly accept you as my disciple."

Xue Qinghan shook his head slightly. He had just had a bit of a master's demeanor, but he lost his weight as soon as he opened his mouth. However, Xue Qinghan's pale face still showed a smile, and he said sincerely: "Thank you for saving me for your kindness."

"Huh? Are you being beaten up and stupid? Boy, please give me a normal life. I am old and can't stand the fright. You are so honest that I am so fucked." But I didn't expect the old man to take a step back and look at Xue Qinghan with a strange look.

Xue Qinghan rolled her eyes, and she thanked her sincerely and was treated as a fool.

However, Xue Qinghan didn't have time to pay attention to it too much. He saw a figure walking out from the violent spiritual explosion behind the old charlatan, and said in a lost voice: "Old charlatan, the guy behind him was not killed at all!"

"I know, when did I say that he was killed? Do you really think he is a soft persimmon, and I can't control it?" The old charlatan said with a lip.

"Didn't you just say that he had a bloody disaster?" Xue Qinghan almost spit out an old blood. Seeing the guy's smug look just now, he thought he had really wiped out the powerful enemy with a wave. He didn't solve it. Why did you come here to brag?

"Don't worry, I'm very accurate in fortune-telling, absolutely effective. Look, someone will deal with him. I'm so old, so it's not good to fight and kill."
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