Author: Dayfly Dream

Chapter 261 Steal Him

"Hehe. It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort at all to get here!"

An old man with a rat beard walked out from behind a bush with a strange smile.

Jiang Nan's eyes narrowed slightly.

This old man gave him a very strange feeling.

It doesn't look very powerful, but there is a sense of danger.

When a warrior reaches a certain level of cultivation, regardless of whether he or she practices body-refining techniques, his qi and blood will become stronger as his level improves.

Usually, the approximate state can be judged from the strength of Qi and blood.

There are only two possibilities for those who don't show their momentum. Either they are really not strong in cultivation, or they are innate or above.

The innate realm is a geomantic ridge.

Martial arts breaks through to the innate realm, marrow is cleansed and blood is exchanged, life span is greatly increased, and the whole person will be completely sublimated from the inside out, reaching a unique state of returning to nature.

Returning to nature, in the eyes of ordinary people, is not much different from ordinary people.

Everyone's personality is different. Some innate masters may still look domineering, but that's just a personal habit, and it doesn't mean they can't hide their aura.

Although there is no evidence, Jiang Nan believes that this old man with a wretched image is definitely a true master-level powerhouse.

"Senior, what's wrong?" Jiang Nan asked in a solemn voice.

"Hey, there is indeed something wrong." The old man twirled his gray beard and said with a strange laugh: "Boy Jiang, if you know any other martial arts skills, tell them all, and the Lord God can make your death less painful."

"Senior, do you know me?" Jiang Nan's heart sank.

From the old man's words, it is not difficult to judge that when he unconsciously performed many sword skills on the unknown mountain peak, the other party was present.

Moreover, the other party knows me and seems to be specifically looking for me.

Divine Lord?

What a loud tone!

There doesn't seem to be such a strong person in the world.

"Hey." The old man did not answer Jiang Nan's question, but looked at Jiang Nan from head to toe with great interest: "I am very curious, how did you kill Shangguan Changfeng's two sons?

Who survived?"

Jiang Nan suddenly understood: "Are you sent by Shangguan Wujiu's mother?"

"Hehe, you are not stupid." The old man twirled his beard: "But you should answer my question first. Well, especially why can you know so many martial arts from other sects?"

"Want to know?" Jiang Nan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Go and ask the King of Hell."

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed and stabbed straight into the old man's throat.

"Hey, playing with weapons in front of this god..."

The old man smiled disdainfully, leaned down slightly, and dodged Jiang Nan's sword edge with a few jumps.

A pair of withered claws swung here and there in front of Jiang Nan, and somehow, they used their sharp nails to clamp the blade of the long sword in Jiang Nan's hand.

When the nails touched the sword, sparks suddenly shot out.

It is actually a special weapon made of gold and iron.

The next moment, a strange force came from the nails.

As soon as Jiang Nan's palm went numb, the long sword flew out of his hand.

The old man casually threw the long sword he took from Jiang Nan into the grass and said with a proud smile:

"Boy, how about this god's skill in grabbing a white blade with bare hands?"

only.

Before the old man finished laughing, his expression suddenly changed.

Jing Sheng said angrily: "Good boy! You are eager to seek death!"

He waved his claws and grabbed the palm coming from Jiangnan in front of him.

Unfortunately, Jiangnan's palm was beyond the old man's expectation.

He originally thought that Jiang Nan was only good at swordsmanship, and if the long sword was taken away, he would have no choice but to capture him. He never expected that Jiang Nan would dare to take the initiative to attack.

The old man's claws were only halfway out when an astonishing force came from Jiangnan's Dragon Subduing Palm.

"Click——"

The perfect level of Dragon Subduing Palm is so fierce, coupled with Jiangnan's physical blessing that is better than most innate masters, there is no suspense, it can directly defeat the old man's swung arm.

The palm movement did not stop, but continued to mark the old man's chest.

The "clicking" sound continued, and it was obvious that the sternum had also lifted a lot.

"What a fierce palm power!"

The old man's mouth was bleeding and his eyes were horrified.

He never expected that he would capsize in the gutter.

However, this old man was considered to have been in battle for a long time. He was frightened for only a moment, and then he rolled on the ground a series of times, widening the distance from Jiangnan. He immediately kicked off his feet and was about to fly into the air.

The innate master can control the air and step into the air. As long as he flies into the air, the boy who plotted against him, no matter how powerful he is, can only do nothing.

The old man's idea is good.

The speed is also fast.

pity!

He had just flown less than five feet high when he felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if he had been punched hard.

The old man's body, which was already seriously injured, suddenly swayed and almost fell down.

"Hundred Steps Divine Fist!"

The old man glanced at Jiang Nan, who was still maintaining his punching posture, and made a horrified sound.

As an innate master, the old man's knowledge of martial arts was extraordinary, and he could recognize the martial arts attacking him from a distance at a glance.

Coupled with the fierce and skinless Dragon Subduing Palm just now.

Even though he had seen more than ten kinds of sword techniques displayed by Jiang Nan before, the old man couldn't help but be stunned again:

"How many kinds of martial arts does this pervert know?!"

The old man's thoughts were racing and he didn't dare to stay long.

If he was in good condition, he would naturally not be afraid of Jiangnan's half-baked "Hundred Steps Divine Fist", but under serious injury, this was only equivalent to a dragon-level attack, and it might very well be the straw that breaks the camel's back.

Even if he is seriously injured, the old man is still extremely fast.

By the time Jiangnan fired his second Hundred Step Divine Fist, the old man had already eliminated the attack range of the fist.

Jiangnan is slightly sorry.

As expected, an innate grandmaster who wants to escape is not that easy to kill.

Jiang Nan was about to take a step forward and chased in the direction where the old man flew away.

This old man knew that he knew so many different martial arts and knew his true identity. He was still the killer sent by Shangguan Wujiu's mother. Jiangnan could not let him leave alive.

next moment.

A faint sword roar suddenly came from high in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's body fell straight from the air.

"Senior Ye!"

Jiang Nan saluted Ye Fusheng respectfully as he descended from the sky.

"Congratulations to Senior for breaking through the Concentration!"

"You, don't be so careless next time!" Ye Fusheng looked at Jiangnan up and down and said with a complicated expression.

I don't know whether it was because Jiang Nan exposed many sword skills on the unknown mountain peak, or because he almost allowed the old man, an innate master, to escape.

"Thank you, senior, for reminding me!" Jiang Nan sincerely thanked him.

"Who is this old guy? What kind of god does he call himself? It seems that I have never heard of such a powerful figure in the world." Jiang Nan asked, pointing to the old man's body on the ground.

"Ha! What a bullshit god." Ye Fusheng smiled disdainfully: "He's just a killer from the Worry-Relief Society."

"Killer?"

Jiang Nan suddenly thought of the old man's distinctive rat whiskers and suddenly said: "Could this be the gray-haired rat, one of the four gold medal killers of the Youjie Society?"

"Not bad." Ye Fusheng nodded.

The Worry-Relief Society is one of the most famous killer organizations in the world, and they claim that taking on killer assignments means relieving their employers' worries.
To be continued...