As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a thin figure wearing a blue-gray robe, appearing not far from Jiang Muyang as if teleporting.
He waved his right hand casually, and a strong wind came out, easily dispelling the pressure Jiang Muyang put on Nangong Aoqiong.
Then, he grasped his fingers and pulled Nangong Aoqiong in front of him.
Jiang Muyang frowned slightly and looked at the person who suddenly appeared.
Judging from the appearance, this man is in his sixties, but his black hair is extremely thick, his sky is plump, his pavilion is round, he is energetic, and he does not look old at all.
There is a hidden sparkle in his eyes that cannot be ignored, but his face is extremely pale, as if he has been heavily powdered.
These are considered normal. For warriors, especially warriors who have reached the innate level of cultivation, under the transformation of true energy, their body functions will be strengthened and their energy and blood will regain their youthful state. This is not too unusual.
What really surprised Jiang Muyang was that he was completely unable to sense this person's aura.
No breath at all!
You must know that Jiang Muyang's perception is extremely sharp. Even if the other party has practiced extremely advanced breathing techniques, it is impossible to completely block his perception.
What's more, it's so close!
But this man did it.
And when he appeared just now, he used some kind of method similar to shrinking the ground into an inch, which was quite advanced. At the very least, Jiang Muyang had never seen any other warrior be able to do it before.
All this shows that this person is not simple.
"That person..." Jiang Taixu frowned when he saw the person who suddenly appeared.
"It's unfathomable! I don't think I can achieve the movement and speed he showed just now." A trace of fear and solemnity appeared in Dao Lingtian's eyes, and he added: "The gap is too big.
"
Other martial arts masters also looked surprised.
The origin and strength of this mysterious strong man who suddenly appeared are still a mystery.
Could it be that there is such a strong person in the Nangong family?
But if that was really the case, why did he watch the Nangong family being massacred by Jiang Muyang, and still tolerate it, even sitting back and watching the manor be destroyed, before taking action!?
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life." Nangong Aoqiong clasped his fists with difficulty and thanked the gray-robed old man.
"Haha, you, call me senior?"
The old man in gray robe looked at Nangong Aoqiong with a smile.
The latter's heart moved slightly, and he quickly said: "Could it be that senior has some connection with our Nangong family? I wonder how you call senior?"
"Sigh... I don't know if anyone in the world still remembers my name." The old man in gray robe sighed, seeming to be quite touched, and said slowly: "My name is Nangong Wushen."
"Nangong... Wushen... Nangong Wushen!?"
Nangong Aoqiong murmured twice, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the gray-robed old man in disbelief, his eyes filled with horror.
far away.
"Nangong Wushen?" Jiang Taixu's pupils suddenly tightened, "How is that possible! How is it possible that he is still alive!"
Except for him, everyone else looked confused and had never heard of this name.
"Brother Jiang, who is Nangong Wushen?" Dao Lingtian looked at Jiang Taixu and said, "Why have I never heard of such a number one person in the martial arts world?"
Jiang Taixu suppressed the shock in his heart and said slowly: "Nangong Wushen, he was an invincible strongman two hundred years ago. He dominated the martial arts world and dominated a generation. No one could beat him. At that time, he was
One of the most dazzling stars in the martial arts world! It’s been a long time, so it’s normal for you not to be familiar with it. If I hadn’t been in charge of Skynet and specialized in intelligence, I probably wouldn’t have known about it.”
"What? A strong man from two hundred years ago!" Dao Lingtian's eyes were suddenly filled with horror.
He became famous all over the world two hundred years ago, and he is at least forty or fifty years old. If he had lived until now, he would be two hundred forty or fifty years old!
Can people really live this long?
Although warriors usually live longer than ordinary people, they are basically only one hundred and twenty-three, and they can live to one hundred and fifty. Once they reach the age of 100, their Qi and blood will decline, and their body functions will decline, making it difficult to improve their martial arts skills.
It may even fall.
Birth, aging, illness and death are the eternal laws of nature.
Even the most powerful person cannot change it.
How could Nangong Wushen have lived from two hundred years ago to today!
Moreover, he looks full of energy and energy, without looking old at all, like a man who has not yet reached his sixtieth birthday.
This is even more incredible.
Jiang Taixu said slowly: "According to records, Nangong Wushen died suddenly at the age of 100. Then the Nangong family followed his last words, put his body in a coffin, threw it into the sea, and let it drift. Now it seems,
He faked his death back then!"
Everyone was shocked.
At this moment, Nangong Aoqiong had already remembered this person's identity.
"Ancestor!" Nangong Aoqiong's eye circles suddenly turned redder, and he knelt on the ground towards Nangong Wushen, crying: "Unworthy descendant Nangong Aoqiong, I have met my ancestor! Ancestor, I am incompetent, my family has been in the family for thousands of years.
The foundation and the thousand-year prestige were ruined in my hands, everything was ruined!"
"Well, you, the majestic master of the family, are crying like this, how unbecoming it is!"
Nangong Wushen glanced at Nangong Aoqiong, reprimanded, and then said in a calm tone: "What is the foundation of the family, what is the core? It is people! As long as there are still people, my Nangong family will not perish!"
"As for our home, if it is destroyed today, it can be rebuilt tomorrow! What's there to cry about? Get up!"
"Today, my ancestor will make the decision for you and kill the evil thief who came here!"
These words, like thunder, reached Nangong Aoqiong's ears, and they immediately cheered him up.
"But it's up to the ancestors to make the decision."
After Nangong Aoqiong finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Muyang with great hatred, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Muyang! You will definitely die today!"
Jiang Muyang smiled disdainfully and ignored him. Instead, he looked at Nangong Wushen with interest and said, "Since you are dead, your soul should return to heaven and earth. Doing this is going against heaven and in vain. Your
You are really brave."
Hearing this, Nangong Wushen's face suddenly changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Boy! What are you talking about!?"
"hehe……"
Jiang Muyang chuckled and said slowly: "Nangong Wushen, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."
"Although I don't know what kind of evil skills you have practiced, I can see that you are not a person at all now, just a walking corpse. Perhaps, I can call you... a living dead!"
"You have long since lost your vitality. You should have entered reincarnation, but you have forcibly imprisoned three souls and seven souls in your body. You remain in the world in this state of being neither human nor ghost. It is really sad!"
"If you had been hiding in the dark, you might have been able to live on for another hundred and eighty years, and maybe you would have become a climate changer. But now..."
Jiang Muyang smiled indifferently, extremely domineering, "I can suppress you with just a flip of my hand!"
After hearing his words, everyone was a little confused and didn't know why.
Living dead?
Are they considered alive or dead?
If it was a living person, what did Jiang Muyang mean when he said that it had long since lost all vitality?
If it was a dead person, how could Nangong Wushen appear here, no different from ordinary people!
This... this is all too incredible!
Everyone just felt that their worldview was shattered.
As for Nangong Wushen, his biggest secret was exposed in public, and he became quite angry. Strong murderous intent surged out, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.
"Damn boy, you know too much!"
Nangong Wushen shouted loudly, and a burst of black mist suddenly poured out from all parts of his body, like ink dripping into clear water.
The billowing black mist completely enveloped him.
Waves of spine-chilling weird sounds came from the black mist.
Like a fierce ghost roaring, like an innocent soul wailing!
It is full of evil and gloomy atmosphere, which makes people shudder.
Later.
Nangong Wushen took action directly!
Two masses of black mist rolled at the same time, rushing from both sides, approaching Jiang Muyang.
The roar started, and murderous intent suddenly appeared!