Volume 1 Changshui County Handyman Chapter 117 The old man on the back of a mackerel
"No one is my enemy!"
The master of the Flame Sect raised his hand to block it.
The raging sword energy was constantly being wiped out in his hands.
"hiss……"
Everyone took a breath!
too strong!
The sixth level of martial arts is only one level higher than the seventh level, but the gap in between is really too big.
In the later stages of martial arts, it becomes more difficult to fight across levels.
Those who can cultivate to a high level are all ordinary people. They are all people with extraordinary talents.
Their fighting power is not too weak, how difficult it is to win!
Zhong Zhengming pulled away again and slashed with his sword again.
Without a single hit, he quickly changed his body shape.
Over a cup of tea, Zhong Zhengming slashed dozens of swords.
But in the eyes of the leader of the Blazing Flame Sect, it is nothing to worry about.
He easily caught all Zhong Zhengming's moves.
"Are there no other means of attack?" asked the leader of the Flame Sect, "If not, then try my method.
"The fire rises, the wind rises!"
His whole body was ignited with blazing flames.
Driven by strong winds, the fire became more and more fierce.
In the ferocious fire, a huge palm print produced by the fire, carrying a scene of destruction like heaven and earth, attacked Zhong Zhengming.
Zhong Zhengming was horrified and turned around to avoid, but the palm print was so big that he could not escape from the range of the palm print no matter what.
With one move, you will either die or be injured!
Just when Zhong Zhengming thought he was about to enter a certain death situation, a huge wave suddenly set off behind him.
The sea water transformed by the spiritual energy was extremely real, pouring down from the nine heavens.
The fire palm quickly submerged into the tens of thousands of waves, and finally died down, making no sound anymore.
"Who?" The leader of the Flame Sect was alert.
If you can quietly crack your own killer move, the opponent's strength should far exceed yours.
Could it be that there are still experts here?
"Master of the Gate, Master of the Village, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you two?"
A figure appeared in mid-air.
It was an old man with a turtle's back, his waist was hunched over, and there were some spots on his face.
He is really too old, as if he will be buried in the next second.
"Are you still alive? Impossible!"
The master of the Flame Sect was horrified, "You were like this decades ago, why are you still alive in the world?"
Many years ago, Lijian Villa first entered the world of ruins and was constantly forced by the Flame Sect, almost destroying it.
At the critical moment, it was this old man who took action and resolved the crisis for Lijian Villa.
At that time, the leader of the Lieyan Sect was still a child. The old man suppressed the previous leader with a flip of his hand. This shocked the leader of the Lieyan Sect greatly and also left a psychological shadow on him.
Until more than ten years ago, this old man appeared vaguely several times.
After that, there was no news about him at all.
The master of the Flame Sect thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that he was still alive!
"The old man can't do anything else but survive!"
In mid-air, the old man with a back smile said, "The Flame Sect is living in the ruins world and doing evil things. I thought I would give you a chance, but who would have thought that you still don't repent!"
"It's time for your generation to end."
The old man on the back was still smiling.
In the void, he stepped on nothing.
The waves above the nine heavens poured down again.
No matter how much the owner of the Flame Sect resists, he cannot sustain such a massive amount of spiritual energy.
Under the huge pressure of the waves, the master of the Flame Sect knelt on one knee, and then the ground around him began to sink, and his body continued to fall downwards.
"The old immortal has lived for so many years and still wants to interfere with the Flame Gate."
The door owner was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
The power of the waves above the nine heavens was so fierce that he could not withstand it alone.
The opponent's strength may have reached the fifth level of martial arts, which is a level higher than his.
"Send the master back to the west!"
The old man on the back of the fish applied pressure again, and the power of the waves increased greatly, instantly breaking through the defense of the door owner and killing him on the spot.
Everyone in the venue was stunned.
I thought it was a sure win for the Lieyan Sect, but unexpectedly, a half-dead old man suddenly appeared and suppressed the sect leader with a raise of his hands.
"Betray Lijian Villa, die!"
Among the crowd, the elder who revealed the news to the Flame Sect was about to sneak away.
As soon as he turned around, he was spotted by the owner of the village.
With one leap, the owner of the village appeared around him, and then struck down the elder with one palm, killing him.
There was a pile of blood on the ground, and there was silence in the place.
"Old, old!"
Above the sky, the old man with a turtle's back slowly landed on the ground, still with a smile like a kind old man on his face, "I am one hundred and seventy years old this year, and my lifespan has come to an end."
"Today, I specially solve this problem for the ruins world!"
The owner of the village walked up to the old man bravely and said, "Senior, is there anyone else in the Beidao Sect besides you?"
"There is another daughter of the sect master who is still here. Her aura has been sealed by the treasure and is in a sealed state." The old man Qibei said, "If you can go out in the future, you might as well help this girl and don't let Bei
The Sword Sect has really been destroyed!"
It’s not a bad idea to carry an old man on his back!
It’s easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide help when it’s time!
If he helps the Blazing Flame Sect, the owner of the Blazing Flame Sect will not be grateful to him.
As for helping the owner of Lijian Villa, he must be able to help him.
He will probably take his instructions to heart.
"Senior, don't worry!"
The owner of the village cupped his hands and said, "If..."
Halfway through the words, the village owner looked at Lu Jiuzhang and the big black dog standing on the hill, and then continued, "If she can get out, I will definitely send her out!"
We still need to seek Lu Jiuzhang's opinion on this matter.
If Lu Jiuzhang didn't agree, he wouldn't dare to say it easily.
"Um!"
The old man with a back smile nodded and said nothing else.
When checking his breath, the village owner discovered that the old man had died.
His body withered quickly, like a shriveled corpse.
The spiritual energy in the body also continued to escape towards the surroundings.
Death is like a lamp going out. No matter how much spiritual energy is absorbed in the body, it will be returned to the world in the end.
The spiritual energy in the field is extremely rich, but no one dares to practice here.
…
After a long time, I don't know who took the lead, and there was a burst of crying in the venue.
This cry came from the disciples of Lieyan Sect.
The leader of Lieyan Sect has passed away. From then on, they have no backbone and will be merged into Lijian Villa.
Perhaps, there is no more Flame Gate in the world.
The weak prey on the strong, and success or failure often only occurs in an instant.
If the old man Qibei hadn't taken action today, I'm afraid it would be the people of Lijian Villa who should cry.
Everyone was affected by those cries, and they were not in a good mood.
"Everyone, come back!"
The owner of the village looked at everyone and said.
There is no rush to take over the territory of Flame Gate.
It's better to go home and renovate it, and bury the old man on the back at the same time!
