Immediately afterwards, someone suddenly heard a scream of "ah". Everyone looked for the sound and saw a crowd on the southeast side surging and screaming. From time to time, an arm or a leg or even the whole person was thrown into the air, and blood was flying like a

The rain started to fall. After a while, everyone was seen squeezing to both sides like crazy, and after a while they gave way to a wide avenue.

I saw a white-haired old man in a gray shirt walking steadily from the middle. I saw that his white beard floated to his chest. Although he was old, he was full of energy. Two long swords were placed side by side on his back. His hands were dripping with blood. It was obvious that

He was the one who came in with his bare hands. Most of those people just now were good guys. Although their martial arts were not top-notch masters, they were still very impressive. I didn't expect so many people to be bullied to this extent by a bad old man. It was incredible.

Everyone present looked at him several times, but none of them recognized this figure. But when they saw him charging all the way in with his bare hands and no one could stop him, they couldn't help but secretly thought: "Who is this old man? How come I haven't heard of him before?"

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You Tianzhi and Wan Zhensheng were very angry when they saw that the good situation was suddenly disrupted by this man. Wan Zhensheng shouted angrily: "Hey! That old man, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" He said with a long sword.

A stinging erection.

In order to win the trust of the two factions, Dakong hurriedly blocked the way and said: "Master Wan, how can I help you with such a small matter?" After saying this, he winked at Mogu next to him, and Mogu immediately stepped forward slowly and eagerly.

go.

The four lama disciples behind Mogu all wanted to show off in front of their seniors. Seeing that the master was about to take action himself, they rushed forward and said: "Master, a few of us are enough for such a bad old man. Please wait a moment."

." Although the martial arts of these four Mogu disciples are not as strong as Ge Guoyin and Boye, it would be easy for the four of them to work together to subdue a martial arts master. Mogu saw that the four of them were full of energy, and he also wanted to let them down.

They showed themselves off to let the heroes of the Central Plains have a look, so they nodded and said, "Okay!" But seeing that the white-haired old man came with a strong momentum, and his martial arts seemed to be good, they reminded him: "Although this man is old, you, my disciple, are old.

You have to be careful." The four of them were ordered to turn around, chuckle, and each used a small grappling move to grab the old man's limbs.

Duoqi originally hated these lamas, and now he felt even more disgusted when he saw the four of them bullying an old man in his sixties. Although he had never seen the old man move a hand, he didn't know how good his hands and feet were, but he was so bold that he dared to charge in alone and guess his martial arts.

Sure enough. But when he saw four young and strong men rushing towards him, he was still quite worried about him, so he quietly put the arrow on his bow, ready to help at any critical moment.

These four lama disciples were very agile and in the blink of an eye they had reached two feet in front of the white-haired old man. Duoqi saw that the old man was motionless at the moment and didn't know what the situation was, but seeing that his limbs were about to be caught, he hurriedly raised his bow.

Be prepared to rescue.

Suddenly, there was a flash of red light in the field, and there was a clear sound. A blood-red sword appeared out of nowhere and was inserted in front of the white-haired old man. Duoqi couldn't help being shocked when he saw this scene. He stood there with a bow and arrow in his hand.

He couldn't send it out. At this moment, the four lama disciples happened to have grabbed the old man's limbs.

Dakong and others were shocked when they suddenly saw a flash of red light and a blood-red long sword appeared. However, they were relieved when they saw four disciples take down the old man in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, their hearts calmed down a little, and then they were suddenly shocked.

I was shocked. I saw that the four disciples' palms just touched the old man's skin, but they seemed to have been deboned. They shook and fell down softly. The four round heads actually rolled to the side from their necks.

The eyes of the four of them were as wide as copper bells, and their mouths were open. The boss was obviously very panicked before his death, and there was no trace of blood on his face, which showed the speed of the attacker. The blood from the necks of the four corpses suddenly shot out as soon as they fell.

The spray was all over the ground and the old man's body, and the situation was very scary.

When the heroes present saw this scene, they couldn't help but scream "Ah". After all, they are all people who live on a knife's edge. When they noticed the mistake, they quickly lowered their shouts, so the shouts were not loud, but it was very strange. Xu Henghe

The thirty warriors came from the military. Although their martial arts were not very strong, they had seen worse scenes, so they saw this scene as if they were commonplace and were used to it without even frowning. Neither Duoqi nor Zhou Ning had ever seen such cruelty.

The world was really frightened after seeing the world today. Although Duoqi didn't scream, he quickly turned his head to the side and retched. Zhou Ning was so frightened that he closed his eyes, shouted "Ah..." and clutched his hands tightly.

Holding Duoqi's arm. Duoqi felt that her arm was getting more and more painful, as if her nails had dug into her flesh. "Ouch, ouch," she turned around and released her right hand to pull her fingers. She whispered softly: "Little rabbit, strangle it to death."

I'm dead!" At this time, Zhou Ning had come to her senses and hurriedly let go after hearing his cry. However, she quickly held his arm and refused to let go. She didn't even dare to raise her head and look in. Duoqi knew that she was

Shi was extremely frightened and had no choice but to follow her lead. He put away his bow and took the arrow, ready to use it as a hidden weapon later.

Mogu lost the energy of his four disciples in a moment and became furious. He punched and was about to charge forward, but was held tightly by Dakong and Motian.

The sudden change just now was so fast that even the heroes present, such as Shi Ennvxia, Wan Zhensheng, You Tianzhi, Zeng Changmeng and other sword masters, could not see clearly for a moment. Duoqi could only see the old man's arm moving slightly and suddenly making a sound.

The red light came out, and they thought it was a demon. They were so shocked that they didn't dare to fire arrows. It was only then that everyone saw a sword on the old man's back that had been unsheathed, and they finally figured it out. It seemed that it was the four lama disciples.

When he was about to attack, the old man pulled out the blood-red sword from his back at lightning speed and killed the four of them with one move. However, the speed was so fast that no one could see clearly for a while, and the four lama disciples were even more indifferent.

It wasn't until after two steps that his head gradually shifted that he realized he was running.

Heroine Hu Shi En, Master Pu Yuan, Zeng Changmeng, You Tianzhi, Wan Zhensheng and many other older people exclaimed in unison: "Seven-star demon-slaying sword!" Then they asked in unison with trembling voices: "

Are you Xiao Xuejian?" As soon as these people finished speaking, before they heard the old man's answer, they all gasped, their vests were extremely cold, and they dared not make a sound. Those relatively young juniors, although they were not

They knew what the Seven-Star Demon-Slaying Sword and the Xiao Blood Sword were, but seeing how panicked these famous seniors were, they guessed that the person in front of them must be a very great person, so they all became quiet.

In an instant, all I could hear was the crackling sound of torches burning, and the chirping of autumn insects in the fields. It took a long time before I heard the old man say, "I didn't expect that after forty years there would still be so many people recognizing him in the world."
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