"Tsk, I finally caught up."

A faint voice came, but it was not loud, but it sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

Everyone suddenly looked back and saw a thin and dry old man in a gray robe walking step by step from the path, with a few goat beards drifting with the wind, quite scattered.

"Do...Do...Do..."

He was leaning on a crutch in his hand, and a strange beast claw carved on the head of the stick. Every step he took, he paused to the ground. The sound rang out rhythmically, looking very strange.

"Who?"

"Why, this old guy also likes this raft?"

"It's a good time to choose. The three first-class experts are both defeated. If he is also a master, he will just get a bargain."

Others were disturbed by the old man just now, and no one dared to act rashly.

Others thought this was an evil master who coveted this trip, but Yi Ming in the wine shop had a cold hair all over his body.

The other party did not hide his own aura. Ordinary people could not feel it, but he could easily feel it.

This weird old man who seemed to be able to blow down with a gust of wind was at least several small realms higher than himself. He was definitely a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"Who is this person? Why did he appear here? What's strange about this raft?" Yi Ming used his breath-retention technique with all his strength to restrain his breath.

He didn't act self-indulgently and felt that the old man was coming for him, because after the old man approached, he had a pair of squint eyes and never left one of the escort cars parked outside the store.

He looked up and down at the old man's eyes, and the uninjured bandit narrowed his eyes and said straight, "My friend, are you interested in this escort? Why don't we join forces? How about the 55-5 split?"

When Dong PaoTou heard this, his face changed drastically. This old man was obviously not easy to mess with. If he really joined forces with the bandits, his escort would be considered a loss.

As the chief escort of the Xiongfeng Escort Agency, he lost the escort while personally escort. Even if the reputation of the escort agency is ruined, if he cannot be recovered in a short period of time, he will only be left to dissolve the escort agency and retire to the countryside.

"This father-in-law is the chief escort of the Xiongfeng Escort Agency. When we meet in the world, we are destined to meet. It is better to invite you to come in and have a tea and give you a gift." Dong Escort said with a bow.

Both sides were recruiting or testing the old man, but the weird old man did not react at all. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the bandits, with the corners of his mouth stiffly, "Do you want to rob this raid?"

The bandit leader frowned, but he replied patiently, "No?"

"Okay, of course, but since you want to rob this escort, then go to die." The weird old man laughed.

"What?"

The weird old man paused his crutch and a shrill roar sounded, and then the claws of the strange beast on the crutch appeared white light. The two sharp fingers instantly left the crutch and turned into two white lights, stabbing the two bandit leaders in front of him.

"Monk!"

"How is that possible!"

The pupils suddenly shrank, and in the disbelief of the bandit leader's incredible eyes, two streams of light pierced their chests, and a hole the size of a bowl opened in front of their chests.

A top-notch master didn't even have time to react and resist.

"Puboo! Puboo!"

Two muffled sounds, the two bandit leaders fell down in a muffled voice, their eyes dilated, and they were obviously dead and could not die any more.

Until they died, they couldn't understand that they were just bandits in the mortal world and were just robbing on the mountain roads, so why did they get involved in cultivators?

"Run!"

The remaining bandits were terrified and scattered in a blast. They only blamed themselves for having two less legs, for fear that they would fall behind their companions and be killed by the cultivator.

The old man smiled and just killed the bandits who were behind when he retracted his fingers, but he did not kill them all.

Turning his head to look at Dong's head, the old man's smile didn't look kind at all, "Are you sending this ward?"

All the bodyguards and swaggers standing outside retreated, and Dong's head and pupils suddenly shrank.

What a familiar question!

Say yes? Those bandits just now are the lessons of the past!

Say no?

Dong Biaotou swallowed, and if he said he would have to die, he would have no dignity even if he died.

The weird old man narrowed his eyes and his perverted smile suddenly restrained, "Don't answer me? Then go and die!"

"Damn!" Yi Ming was secretly shocked. This monk's personality was really violent and bloodthirsty.

However, Yi Ming believed that he could not beat the other party, so he had no intention of helping. Anyway, this matter had nothing to do with him.

However, if this old man had to silence everyone here after killing Dong Biaotou and his group...

Then he could only reveal his strength and escape in panic.

"I've chased you! Look at the sword!"

Just as the weird old man had a crutch and two streams of light shone again, ready to shoot at Dong Biaotou and his group, a clear shout came, followed by a sword light flying from the woods, crossing three feet apart, and knocking the old man's two sharp fingers off.

"Li Ziyang!" the old man's face was ferocious and he roared in a low voice.

The flying sword swirled around in the air, then turned to the woods, but before it even entered the forest, it was held in the hand by a figure that jumped out of the forest.

"You have already won my Qianlixiang, you can't escape, die!"

"The shit Qianlixiang, the shit is dead! If I hadn't been injured by the python protecting the Lingjue grass, you took the opportunity to attack me again. Otherwise, with your little cultivation, how could I sprinkle the Thousand Lixiang on me? How could I beat me?" The weird old man was furious when he heard this.

"That's your destiny." Li Ziyang said lightly.

"Bad! You have the ability, let me take the Lingjue grass and wait until I advance to Ningyuan and let's come again!"

Li Ziyang remained silent, but the look that looked like caring for a mentally retarded child could easily read his meaning, "Are you stupid?"

"Do!"

The old man paused his crutch, and two sharp fingers suddenly shot out, turning into two streams of light, stabbing Li Ziyang, while he himself fitted and rushed towards a escort car parked by the roadside.

"Don't think about it!" Li Ziyang protected his body with his flying sword, and ignored those two sharp fingers, and grabbed the escort car in just a few steps.

"Dingdang! Dingdang!"

Two light sounds, the flying sword blocked the old man's attack, and Li Ziyang also blocked the old man's way forward at the same time.

The strange old man's eyes were so angry that he stretched out his five fingers, and sword energy that was nearly about a foot long emerged from his fingertips and stabbed towards Li Ziyang.

"Good come!" Li Ziyanglang shouted, his sword fingers changed rapidly, and a flying sword set up a dense sword net in front of him.

If the old man dares to stretch out his hand, he will dare to cut off the old man's claws with one sword.

The power of magic weapons is much sharper than that of flesh and blood.

"Li Ziyang! I remember you!" The old man screamed strangely, retracted his hand, turned over and rushed into the woods beside the road, disappearing.

"No need to remember, you can't escape!" Li Ziyang slapped the escort car behind him with a backhand, slapped the extremely strong escort car into pieces, and herbs were sprinkled all over the floor.
Chapter completed!