The sun had just emerged from the east mountain, shooting out strong golden light, as if laughing loudly, defying the vulnerability of the light fog. There was not a trace of cloud in the blue sky, which made it even more profound and boundless.
On the rugged mountain road, an old man was walking slowly.
There was a vague aura wafting from his body. Anyone who came even slightly closer would feel a severe chill suddenly rising from his heart.
The weather in June was quite hot, but even though the old man was walking quickly, there was no trace of sweat on his face.
His face is full of wrinkles, and there are traces of time and wind and frost everywhere in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Not only that, but there is a strong and sinister aura in his eyes.
Xue Guili, a casual martial artist in the Yubaoguan area, has been famous for decades, but has never joined any big family.
In his lifetime, he only accepted one disciple, and that was Peng Jialong. But one month ago, he suddenly heard the bad news that this only disciple had disappeared.
After he asked Peng Jiabao in detail, he suddenly understood.
Since brothers Peng Jialong and Peng Jiahu chased the three teenagers, their disappearance must be related to it.
He also had considerable connections near Yubao Pass. After inquiring from many sources, he finally found out the origins of Zheng Haotian and others from the hunter registration point in Pianxi City.
Today, he set off from Pianxi City with the intention of rushing to Dalin Village. Although he had already determined in his heart that his disciple was in serious danger, he still had a glimmer of hope before he got the truth.
Dalin Village is located somewhere in the Xionglang Mountains. For someone like him who travels around the world all year round, it is not difficult to find this village.
Suddenly he stopped and looked around.
Fields of tender green rice seedlings and dark green water chestnut fields are scattered neatly and carefully. Small milkvetch flowers are woven all over the fields. The acacia trees beside the road have white flower bulbs hanging low, and the wind carries a little fragrance.
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However, his eyes were fixed on the end of the road.
There, there is a small village that is not too big. This kind of village can be seen everywhere near Xionglang Mountain, and there is nothing unusual about it. But when Xue Guili's eyes fell on this area, the fierceness in his eyes
The anger became more and more fierce.
He took a deep breath, and the boiling emotions in his heart immediately calmed down.
He took long strides and walked. Although his steps didn't look fast, the distance between the two steps was quite large, and he quickly approached the village.
However, at this moment, he heard a young man shouting loudly from behind the village: "Haotian, walk slower, wait for me."
Xue Guili's face moved slightly, and he immediately thought of the name of the person he had found.
The true energy circulated rapidly in the body, and the old man's figure had disappeared on the spot. He bypassed the village like an arrow and chased towards the jungle behind. At this moment, there was no sign of aging on his body.
The breath, the slightly thin body is full of vitality and vitality.
In a few steps, he had entered the jungle, and his sharp eyes glanced around like lightning. He clearly saw some green grass that had just been stepped on on the ground. He glanced in the direction of the grass and saw that he was standing there.
The shape jumped out again.
In the village, Zheng Chenglian slowly put down a cylinder in his hand, and said to himself: "The Qiu family would show kindness like this. I really don't know what the plot is."
With the strength of the Qiu family, if they want to snatch the machine beast in his hand, it is simply a matter of one sentence, and there is absolutely no need to spend so much time.
Moreover, Yu Jiansheng and others only knew that he had a machine beast in his hand, but did not know about the family heirloom, so it was impossible for the Qiu family to plot this treasure.
After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the reason. Zheng Chenglian sighed and went downstairs to prepare dinner.
As for the high-level hunter who had been lured away by Zheng Haotian and others, he never paid attention to it.
As long as he is on guard, hunter-level warriors are nothing to fear.
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Xue Guili's eyes scanned the ground and he kept running forward. He gradually became a little impatient. He had been running for half an hour, but there was still jungle everywhere in front of him, and he didn't see any trace of anyone at all.
If it weren't for the obvious signs of human passing ahead, he would have almost thought that he had gone astray.
But even if he didn't catch him, he was still extremely surprised at this time. With his speed, he couldn't catch up with several teenagers for such a long time. This was simply unbelievable.
For some reason, an ominous omen suddenly surged in his heart.
Suddenly, his steps paused and stopped suddenly. Because in front of him, a young man holding a mace was standing with his head raised, waiting attentively.
Seeing the other party's leisurely posture, Xue Guili's face became increasingly gloomy.
Slowly looking away from the terrifying mace, Xue Gui said in a stern voice: "Who are you?"
The young man opened his mouth, showed a smile like the rising sun, and said: "My Zheng Haotian has met Senior Xue."
Xue Guili's face changed slightly and he said coldly: "How do you know my name?"
Zheng Haotian said with a smile: "I have heard about the name of my senior from my disciples."
Xue Guili raised his eyes slightly and said, "Where is my useless disciple now?"
Zheng Haotian flipped his wrist, and there was already an extra cylinder. He said seriously: "The disciple used this object with the intention of murdering me, but in the end, I used this object to counterattack."
A trace of sadness flashed across Xue Guili's eyes. This object was the hidden self-defense weapon he gave to Peng Jialong, and he knew the power of this object very well.
He laughed, his voice filled with intense sorrow.
"Zheng Haotian, is Peng Jialong dead?"
Intentionally or unintentionally, he pressed his wrist downwards and pointed the needle hole at the old man in front of him. Zheng Haotian said seriously: "Yes, he is dead."
Xue Guili's face suddenly darkened, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to become deeper. The moment the news of Peng Jialong's death was confirmed, he seemed to immediately become several years older.
"You...kill him."
"He wanted to kill me."
Xue Guili suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Since he wants to kill you, why don't you let him kill you."
Zheng Haotian was stunned. He opened his mouth, but found that he had nothing to say anymore.
The moment he saw the old man, he still felt a little guilty. Although he had never experienced the sadness of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man to a white-haired man, the old man's sad expression touched his heart inadvertently.
However, when the old man suddenly said such unreasonable words, the guilt in Zheng Haotian's heart immediately disappeared without a trace.
The original reason for his enmity with Peng Jiabao was because of the Hunter War. Both the three Peng brothers and the old man in front of him all had the same idea. As long as it was something they wanted to do, no one else was allowed to resist.
Peng Jiabao is like this, Peng Jialong and Hu are like this, Xue Guili is also like this.
Zheng Haotian smiled brightly and said: "What kind of master will teach what kind of apprentice. Hehe, no wonder the three brothers of the Peng family have such bad characters. It turns out that they have all received your true inheritance."
Xue Guili's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He let out a sharp roar, swayed, and rushed forward like a ghost.
The distance between the two sides was originally several feet, but he had already completely crossed over with a single movement of his steps. His two skinny arms suddenly swelled, and his fist had grown a full circle the moment he swung it out.
The ferocious aura rolled over him like an overwhelming force, seeming to crush Zheng Haotian into powder on the spot.
Zheng Haotian stood with his feet spread out. With a flick of his wrist, the mace flew away with a roar of wind.
When it comes to the strength of his true energy, he is definitely not the old man's enemy, but when he holds a terrifying long weapon in his hand, he can infinitely close the comparison of strength between them.
The mace drew a bright trace of light in the void, and was about to hit the old man's fist.
But at this moment, the old man's body suddenly disappeared.
Zheng Haotian closed his eyes, his ears twitched slightly, and a strange scene immediately appeared in his mind.
The moment Xue Guili approached the mace, his legs suddenly bent, and he was half shorter out of thin air, and he rushed over from under his mace.
The old man's movements and speed were extremely fast, and the timing of bending his legs was perfect.
The moment he took action, the old man had already used the most powerful strength in his life. He wanted to cut the guy who killed his only apprentice into pieces.
If Zheng Haotian didn't have the miraculous ability to use his ears to replace his eyes, he might not have been able to react at this moment.
But at this time, he seemed to have been prepared, kicking forward with his legs in succession, and flying backwards. At the same time, he retracted the mace and hit it hard on the old man's head.
Xue Guili's face changed slightly. He didn't seem to have thought that Zheng Haotian's reaction would be so fast. His fists suddenly turned around midway and hit the mace hard.
The huge force collided violently between the fists and sticks. After a tenth of a second of stalemate, Zheng Haotian's hands trembled, and a huge burst of true energy came along the stick body to his wrists. Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore.
The mace came out of his hand.
But Xue Guili's situation was not much better. There were tiny cracks on his fists, and bright red blood burst out from them. Zheng Haotian's strange strength combined with heavy weapons also caused him great suffering.
Zheng Haotian's expression changed drastically. He finally understood the terror of a high-level hunter.
This person's true energy is far beyond what he can match. If he didn't have the mace in his hand, he would probably be seriously injured in this head-on confrontation.
He exerted force on his toes and turned his body in mid-air. He no longer dared to show off at all, and just galloped towards the end of the forest...
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