The conversation came to an abrupt end again, and Old Di stepped forward again and asked, "Have you adjusted your breathing?"

"Thank you, Lao Renxin, it would have been a little longer." Zhang Kaifeng said with a smile.

Boss Di laughed and asked, "Why don't you need to come out with the sword just now?"

"At first, I also thought about using that sword, but Old Di was already half a step in the innate world. If I use that sword, wouldn't it make myself die faster?" Zhang Kaifeng answered truthfully.

"Who is Mo Tianwen to you?" Old Man Ma Yi asked the question in her heart.

Zhang Kaifeng was surprised. He could not have imagined that the other party could use his subtle sword move just now and guessed that it was Mr. Mo's sword technique. They knew him. It seemed that it was really wise to use his sword in the next formation, but he didn't want to hide it, so he said, "All the elders, seniors, know Mr. Mo?"

"It's not just about knowing me. When you arrived in Beiyuan, you won't be defeated by the masters of all kinds of Beiyuan. I have tried several moves with him. The sword technique he created is still deeply memorable to me." Di Lao said.

"Mr. Mo has never mentioned it to me, but as juniors, it seems that Mr. Mo is better than seniors." Zhang Kaifeng said with a smile.

"Although he is better than me, he cannot escape the fate of the destruction of the Demon Sword Dao. Now that I think about it, it is good to rely on each other for good and bad luck." Di Lao said with a smile.

Zhang Kaifeng's face darkened. It seemed that the devil sword art was destroyed and the old man in front of him was preventing Mr. Mo from going to rescue him.

"Since I refuse to show up until now, I will send you to Huangquan to reunite with your ancestors." Old man Di looked fierce and stepped out, and the stone slab under his feet instantly cracked. In an instant, he had arrived in front of the young man and his clenched fists blasted out towards him.

The strength of the fist is far away from the past. Just by clenching, the air around him seemed to be absorbed by him. Once hit, it would be a terrifying move that would be shocking.

The unparalleled fist posture absorbed the vitality of the square and Circle. The person watching the battle changed color in horror. Suddenly, he felt that the blood flowing in his body seemed to have stopped suddenly in the instant of the old man in Mai's fist. If he got closer to some hearts, he might have been crushed by this punch. He was already so powerful that he had such a situation. No one knew what the fist power would be facing by the person in it.

This is almost a dead end. Di Lao no longer retains the power of the subsequent fist, forming a prison, and the person who fights against him will be fish that can be slaughtered. Zhang Kaifeng was not panicked, and there was some effect similar to the magic field, but in terms of exquisiteness, it was far from enough. Di Lao was just suppressed by a strong foundation. His Holy Demon Yuanfei has already gone from the outside to the inside, and this pressure is not enough to be afraid.

Zhang Kaifeng suddenly closed his eyes, put his sword in the sheath with his backhand, and his breathing became weaker.

"Are you dead after closing your eyes?"

"Have you given up and struggled?"

"The only fate of being an enemy of the Nangong family is dead."

Everyone couldn't help but lament that the people of the Nangong family were overjoyed. Now that the Nangong family has defeated the Demon God Palace, they have dominated Beiyuan. If they kill the Demon Sword Zhang Kaifeng at this time, it would definitely be a major event that caused a sensation in the martial arts world.

Countless young people from the Nangong family were looking forward to it, their faces were full of pride, which made them look arrogant.

"Boom!"

The power of the fist exploded, and the square seemed to drop a bomb. A huge cloud rose up, and the energy scattered everywhere, like waves slapping against the cliffs. The surrounding area of ​​the square was shocked. Some people who were approaching were blown out by the wave of air and were immediately injured. Looking at the place was filled with horror.

Soon, after the smoke and dust disappeared, everyone stretched their necks and the people waiting for the result stared at them, witnessing the incredible ending.

In front of him, the power of the fist was filled with him. An old man appeared in front of the old man's fist. The old man pressed against the terrifying fist with a single index finger. The finger was filled with a hunk of sword intent. The power of the fist formed two internal force magnetic fields, but it was controlled very exquisitely and did not disperse and hurt others. The old man was white and wore a gray robe. The gray robe was no longer so bright. It seemed that he had been wearing it for some time, but the old man sorted it out very cleanly, looking like a Confucian master. No one would have thought that he would be a master in the crowd. This old man was Mr. Mo who came to help.

Mr. Di looked at his opponent in his youth. Both of them have experienced vicissitudes and are in their forties. If we talk about different things, they have become masters in one place and have played an important role.

"Thirty-six years have passed since that battle and parting!" Mr. Di retracted his fist and sighed.

Mr. Mo also took back his fingers, patted the dust on his body, looked at everyone present, and said, "It turns out that it has been so long. Now the young people have grown up. We are all old. Since the elderly are already doing something, why are they still competing with the young people?"

"The Nangong Family has been in the layout for so long. When I get to my place, I can't let it wait any longer." After taking a new piece of clothing handed over by the Nangong Family, he looked at Zhang Kaifeng behind Mr. Mo, and said with a smile: "Besides, it's really terrible that young people are growing up now. I can't let him become a threat to the Nangong Family in a hundred years!"

"The overall situation has been decided, so why not retreat just now?" said Mr. Mo.

Old Master Di's face turned cold and snorted coldly, "I don't want to attack you, it's not because I'm afraid of you, but because the time has not come, I've given you enough face. Why do you have to be more frustrated? Besides, your combat power is not enough to match us."

As the words fell, the head of the Nangong family who had been waiting for Ruolong took a long time, and his true energy surged, shocking the audience. Behind him, two servants followed, and the scene had already formed an absolute advantage.

"There is no absolute thing in the world." Old Mo smiled slightly.

At this moment, the rumbling sound of horse hooves came. On the street in the distance, a team of white steel torrents rolled up sand and dust. The neat steps brought the cold killing aura on the battlefield, which attracted people's minds.

The pair of white armored cavalry appeared in everyone's sight, and the boss laughed: "It's really good to have nothing to do."

The people of the Nangong family showed ecstasy expressions on their faces, and the overall situation was settled. If the demon god palace was ashes, they would only be a reflection after struggling for so long.

"The Eighth Prince Ling Yu." A cavalry rushed over and stopped in the square.

As soon as the words were finished, the cavalry came in an orderly manner, with a sound of horse hooves, with a sonorous and powerful voice, like a sharp spear on the battlefield inserted into the enemy's chest. All the bystanders felt a cold murderous aura coming towards them, making them calm and subconsciously retreat.

Looking at the cavalry, except for the white armor, they were covered with armor on their faces, and they couldn't see their appearance. They hung swords around their waists, crossbows behind them, and iron swords in their hands. Each of them was filled with strong murderous aura. They were obviously veterans who had been through the battlefield for a long time. Their iron swords were stained with blood, and they obviously had just started. It seemed that they were the scum of the world who were committing crimes outside.

A group of madmen who are usually unruly are silent at this moment, and they dare not breathe, for fear of attracting the attention of these powerful cavalrymen.

These cavalry came here quietly, but they did not get a warning. It can be seen that all the secrets outside were killed. Such a slightest way to not alarm anyone was enough to prove that this cavalry with only twenty people was terrible. Even if a first-class expert met them, he could only turn around and leave. It was not that he did not want the style of a master, but that some top combat forces had the magical destruction arrows to kill the masters of the martial arts. The masters were also life. It was stupid to put their lives in for that dispensable style.

Not long after, only Na Wei's cavalry general and his beloved general around him. The rest of the cavalry were guarding outside, shocking a group of people from the world outside.

The man was burly and had no armor on his face, a national face, a beard with a horoscope, and a white armor. The more powerful he looked, the sharp eyes as sharp as a knife, her martial arts cultivation indicates that this person has good martial arts.

"Where is the person in charge of the Demon God Palace?" the cavalry general shouted.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. The demon god palace has already known from the expressions of the Nangong family that the elite cavalry under the eighth prince came for them.

The demon god Kong stepped forward and said, "The current chief of the demon god palace, Yao Shen Kong, has seen the special envoy."

"The Demon God Palace is the manager here, and should share the worries of the court. Why is the internal struggle still endless now? Don't you know that the barbarians in the north are now eyeing me and want to rush their troops to swallow our Dayan territory. The desire to destroy our dynasty is not dead. You should cooperate with the Nangong family to fight the enemy together, why do you still have to kill each other?" This general asked loudly.

"General, the Demon God Palace is not about being an enemy of the Nangong family. The current situation is caused by the Nangong family. They led a group of martial arts scum into our Demon God Palace. Only then did the Demon God Palace resist." Demon God Kong said.

"You dare to argue, you don't think you will know that this struggle is to lead your demon god palace to buy murderers and rob Nangong Jun, otherwise how could it cause such a big disturbance?" The general sitting upright shouted.

"General, please listen to me for the reason of this."

"No need to say more." The general with a national face interrupted the words of the demon god Kong, took out a token engraved with a white dragon, and said, "Seeing the token is like Your Highness coming in person."

The people present changed their color and immediately knelt down. Even if the demon god palace was unwilling to suppress their anger, they understood that if someone else caused a problem in this matter, they would probably be more and more likely.

"The Demon God Palace privately robbed Nangong Jun, causing internal struggles between the two families, colluding with the scum of the martial arts world to encircle and suppress the Nangong family. This crime is one. He bears the heavy responsibility of the court but ignores the heavy trust of the court and causes trouble in Beiyuan. This crime is two. Taking the above evidence, if he has made merits and demerits, he will not be investigated. However, because he is unable to shoulder the mission of the court, he will order the Demon God Palace to hand over the operating rights of the Pegasus Ranch from now on, and there will be no mistakes." General Baijia said.

The Nangong family had a bright smile on their faces. This situation was decided. Even if there was an extra master who could compete with the Earth Old, it would be useless.

The demon god Kong's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "Impossible, the Pegasus Ranch was built by several generations of palace lords of the Demon God Palace, and it is absolutely impossible to hand over it."

"Yes, even if you die, you can't hand it over."

"If you want Pegasus Ranch, step over our bodies."

“….”

The white-armored general showed a cold murderous aura and said coldly: "Very good. Since you want to disobey, then wait for destruction!"

As soon as the words were finished, the soldiers who followed drew their swords and took off crossbows. The sinister army exuded a cold murderous aura, which was a courageous person.
Chapter completed!