What does it mean to be an old man without death mean to be a thief? This is.
The meaning of this sentence is actually easy to understand. It means that no matter what species you live, you will become more and more cunning as you live for a long time.
To give the simplest example, in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Murong Fu's father Murong Bo can't beat Xiao Feng, but why did Xiao Feng besieged by the heroes? It's very simple, because this guy has lived for a long time, and has all kinds of If you lose your composure, you will be so unexpected that you can't see through or touch it.
The old man is, Yan Murong clearly saw the old man running in front, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the roof of the other party's car.
In some martial arts TV series, in order to show the shock of the master's appearance, such scenes are often used, such as Yiye Crossing the River by Master Bodhidharma, Qiu Qianzhang's floating on the water-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shocked, you step on a car and show a posture of dominating the world and looking down on all directions. What's the beauty?
It seemed that Yan Murong was also surprised that he suddenly stopped and looked at them. The speed of the off-road vehicle slowed down a lot, and it seemed that he had no intention of hitting him directly.
Looking at the old man standing on the roof of the car, he wiped his hand around his waist, and a sword that was almost the same as Yan Murong's soft sword was in his hand.
The old man is a master, but he does not have the awareness that a master should have. In order to despise the other party, he will say a few provocative words such as "You are not worthy of me" before the fight, but the old man doesn't, he can only use the fastest The most effective way to solve the problem is to never scold the person who should be beaten, and he will draw the sword directly if he should be killed. Yan Murong was taught badly by this old man, so he always likes to slap people with big mouths.
The old man shook his wrist and the sword became extremely sharp. Then, the soft sword turned back to the roof of the car and made a sound of metal collision, but the roof of the car was pierced by him.
The off-road vehicle suddenly swayed left and right, and then a sudden brake stopped. There was a crackling sound of gunfire from the roof of the car, but the old man had already jumped down and stood in front of Yan Murong.
"Old man, where did you get the sword?" Yan Murong asked strangely while paying attention to the movements in the car. The old man Xue Shang in his hand had been sent by the little snake, so why did he still have one?
"Xueshang," the old man stood with his sword, and his mighty wind blew, and his robe fluttered with the wind, and there was a posture of Ximen Chuxue standing on the top of the Forbidden City.
"Xue Shang is here with me," Yan Murong also pulled out the soft sword from his waist. Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the sword in the old man's hand.
"I asked someone to beat you," the old man said without looking back.
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At this moment, Yan Murong really wanted to walk to the off-road vehicle, knock on the glass, and said to the person inside, "Why are you rubbing? You can't fucking come out and shoot this stingy old man into a sieve,"
Is it true? Is it true? Is there anyone like you who is a master like? Yan Murong is very upset.
Look at other people's masters. When you let your apprentice go down the mountain alone, you will give me earnest explanations for several hours. What you said when you go down the mountain is that you will throw yourself a hundred yuan fake money and ask yourself to save some money. What makes people even more angry is that other masters will repeatedly instruct them to take out all kinds of peerless martial arts secrets from the secret compartment under the bed and give them to their apprentices. What about you? What about you? ---- -Looking for the little snake to send a sword from afar, it is still a copycat.
No wonder Yan Murong thought about "destroying relatives for justice". This old man was so angry. When his sword was broken, he was afraid that he would not be able to explain when he saw the old man. He really thought he had been worried for several hours and wasted his feelings. For several hours, he was intimate with the counterfeit goods, and even he didn't even see that the counterfeit goods were indiscriminately imitated.
He couldn't say anything to the old man, so he transferred all his anger to the off-road vehicle, staring at the stopping off-road vehicle with his eyes staring at the stop-road vehicle with anger.
The people in the car did not shoot or get out of the car, as if the old man had killed everyone with his sword. Apart from the roaring sound of the engine, the scene seemed particularly strange.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Five minutes-----the door is open.
Five minutes later, the door of the head and co-pilot opened, and then two tall white men in special operations camouflage uniforms walked out of the car.
Seeing the two, Yan Murong felt a sudden stern.
"Old man, these two people are not easy to deal with," Yan Murong whispered.
Seeing these two people, Yan Murong felt the same aura on the two bodyguards around Zheng Wuming in Tengxiangling's office some time ago.
The old man didn't say anything, the soft sword in his hand shook, and his body shook, and it appeared in front of two foreigners. A simple and rapid sword stabbed one of them in the throat. At the same time, his wrist had turned around. Move, preparing to pierce one person's throat while piercing it.
A "ding" sound came. The old man's sword failed to do what he wanted, but was blocked by the man. He held a short, dungeon in his hand, and the blade was just across his throat, blocking the old man's sharpness. sword.
The old man reacted very quickly, but he couldn't do it with one sword. He tapped his feet and flew backwards. He avoided the man's defense and stabbed his back. He tapped his toes on his arm. The sword in his hand suddenly became soft, like a spirit snake. It was wrapped around his neck, and as long as it was wrapped around a soft sword, and then pulled it, it was probably that his head would be separated from his neck.
The old man's movements were fast, and the white man's reaction was not slow. He retreated to one side, and the dagger faced the soft sword. At the same time, another man also joined the battle group and stabbed the old man's right rib at an angle of 45 degrees. , when you pierce in at this angle, you can directly pierce the lung lobe, and the opponent will immediately lose his combat effectiveness.
At this moment, Yan Murong also moved, a black shadow flashed by, and he had already arrived, raised his hand, and the fine sand in his hand was overwhelmingly hitting the second person. The man quickly gave up helping his companion attack the old man. The idea was to put one hand in front of his eyes and cover it, but the hand holding the dagger swept towards Yan Murong. He did not forget to attack in the defense, and this guy was calm enough.
Yan Murong didn't expect a handful of sand to do anything to him, but just helped the old man out.
In just less than a second, the old man pulled himself out of the dangerous position, swinging his soft sword in his hand, and silver sword lights continued to bloom, and at the same time, there were sounds of his clothes being cut.
When the light stopped, the old man suddenly pulled Yan Murong away and pulled Yan Murong away several meters away from the two. Gu Jing Bubo seemed to have a hint of surprise in his calm eyes, who was not impressed by anything.
In just over ten seconds, the old man produced 150 swords. The other party's clothes were scratched by him, but there were only some crisscrossing red marks on his body, and his flesh was not hurt at all.