To defeat the three great ancient martial arts masters in the Martial Ancestor Realm and the Martial King Realm with just one shout is obviously a very impressive thing.
But the old man felt it was normal and didn't care at all. After taking a puff of the old cigarette, he felt that he had missed some words. He immediately shouted at the backs of the three people: "Get back here!"
Feng Tian's body stiffened suddenly, and his steps stopped involuntarily.
Feng Tian's old face was ashen, and he had an indescribable feeling of embarrassment. Although he was a strong man in the Martial Ancestor Realm, he clearly realized that if this old man wanted to kill him, it would be easy.
What made him feel a little more at ease was that there was no murderous intention in the old man, which meant that the three of them were not in danger for the time being. He had no choice but to stop, turned around, forced out a smile, and said:
"Senior, do you have any other instructions?"
"Ask me, I just want to say a few words to you, and then get out of here quickly." The old man said, squinting his cock-eyes at the three of them, and then said, "The Situ family is really big.
The formation between the juniors
In the midst of the fight, a Martial Ancestor Realm and two Martial King Realm ancient martial arts warriors were dispatched to surround and kill them. When did the Situ Family become so promising? This pisses me off. Old man, I have to go to the Situ Family in person.
Let’s go and get an explanation.”
Feng Tian's expression changed completely at this moment. He originally thought that Xue Ding's previous offensive words had angered this unknown but unfathomable old man, but now it seems that is not the case.
This old man came to block the way for Ye Junlang, the target they wanted to kill tonight.
"In the fights of the younger generation in the ancient martial arts world, the older generation will not interfere. This is a rule. The fight of the younger generation depends on their strength and luck. Whether the younger generation fights for life or death depends on their own strength and luck. If the younger generation of the Situ family suffers, they must use the martial arts ancestors.
People from different realms come to surround and kill? If so, there are still people in the ancient martial arts world
A rising star?" The old man said leisurely and continued, "If this is really the case, the old man will go and kill all the younger members of the Situ family. Who can stop it? Who can stop it? Even you.
Even that old guy from the Situ family, Situ Qiankun, can’t do it.”
"The old man doesn't embarrass you, it's not because I'm kind. The old man is just too lazy to care about you juniors. Taking it out on you makes it seem like I'm bullying the young. If this old man Situ Qiankun comes here in person, I won't let him.
Beat him half to death." The old man snorted coldly.
After hearing this, Feng Tian and others were all greatly shocked, their expressions were as if they had been struck by five thunders.
Situ Qiankun?
Isn't that the ancestor of the Situ family?
He has been in seclusion many years ago and rarely shows up. It is said that his strength has reached the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm. Looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, there are not many people who can match him.
But in this old man's words, the ancestor of the Situ family has been reduced to a figure who can be beaten at will, and does not take the ancestor of the Situ family seriously at all. How arrogant and confident is this?
Xue Ding and Liu Qinhu were as silent as cicadas, their whole bodies trembling slightly.
By now, don't they know that this inconspicuous old man in front of them is actually an awesome person?
Such a person would definitely not be an unknown person, but they could not catch up with the old man's era, so they did not know the true identity of the old man in front of them.
Xue Ding had previously thought about slapping the old man in front of him to death. Thinking of this, he felt ashamed. Fortunately, the old man didn't plan to argue with him. Otherwise, with the unpredictable power of this old man's hand, he would have trampled him to death.
It's really like trampling an ant to death.
"I have retired for a long time and have not appeared in the ancient martial arts world for more than ten or twenty years. If you, the Situ family, think that the old man is old and useless, next time you will send out some people from the Martial Ancestor Realm and the Martial King Realm to find me.
If the prodigal son is in trouble, then I will go on a killing spree!" When the old man said this, his tone darkened and he concealed
There was a hint of domineering and boundless killing intent, and he continued, "What I said, go back and talk to the people in your Situ family who can make decisions. Whether the Situ family will listen to it or not is another matter. I have one more thing to say.
If you keep your tone, you will protect the little prodigal. My biggest problem, old man, is protecting the calf."
"Okay, you can get out! If you set foot in Jianghai City again, kill me!"
After saying this, the old man stood up. Without even looking at Feng Tian and the others, he patted his butt and walked slowly down the world.
Under the night, the seemingly rickety old man's figure fell into the eyes of Feng Tian and others, but it towered before them like a majestic giant mountain, unattainable and inviolable in divine power!
Feng Tian and others came to their senses, only to find that their clothes were soaked in cold sweat.
Feng Tian's face was extremely gloomy. He was a strong man in the Martial Ancestor Realm, but tonight he was told to leave and stop by an old man of unknown origin. It was indeed a loss of face.
But it's better than losing your life.
After a long while, Feng Tian said in a serious voice: "Let's go back to the Situ family and report this matter to the family master."
Xue Ding, Liu Qinhu and others nodded. Ye Junlang was actually protected by such a mysterious old man. If they still persisted in wanting to surround and kill him, it would be no different from seeking death.
However, what puzzles them is who is this old man?
What is the relationship with Ye Junlang?
With such an old man protecting him, who in the ancient martial arts world would dare to trouble Ye Junlang?
…
The old man walked leisurely, took off the small wine bottle he carried with him, shook it, and there was still some wine. He couldn't help being happy, so he picked it up and took a sip.
"Thank you, thank you. You should have brought Mr. Ye over here. This bastard is ignorant of Taishan and always thinks that I am pretending to be an expert just for fun. Is there any need to pretend? Tell this kid that the old man has dozens of levels.
He always has a look of disdain in his eyes for such a tall building. If we bring him here tonight and see how I can scare away the strong men of the Martial Ancestor Realm with just a few words, wouldn't it be more real than saying anything else?"
The old man grinned, exposing his missing front teeth. He squinted and looked into the distance. There was a hint of warmth on the old face, and he said to himself:
"I was young and frivolous. When I was young, I wore a green shirt and wielded a sword. I walked around the world of ancient martial arts. I was surrounded by the right ones, and I was free and easy for a while. At that time, I didn't know what it meant to cherish and what it meant to regret. I only knew that my fists were invincible. I only knew that my fists were invincible.
They sang and drank happily, and it was not until she died that she finally realized that she was the one she loved most. But people cannot be resurrected, and she could not hear the old man's enlightened thoughts.
So, Mr. Ye, the old man will recognize you as your granddaughter-in-law one by one, just because he doesn’t want you to end up like the old man and end up regretting it for the rest of his life. In the end, you will still be alone and lonely.
Perhaps it was destined that the old man met you when he was still in his infancy when he was most disheartened and despairing. Watching you grow up day by day, the old man felt that his dead heart was gradually coming back to life.
Ye Xiaozi, you don’t believe me. The night when you turned eighteen, the old man personally handed you over to Old Man Qin, and let me cry all night long. If I tell you about it, I’m afraid you’ll roll your eyes again.
Okay, what's so pretentious about this grown man?
The old man feels happy when you grow up, fight in the battlefield, contribute to the country, and protect the country. Privately, the old man will still admit that you are better than the old man and are useful to the country. This is the real iron-blooded man.
The old man also understands in his heart that when you grow up, you want to protect the old man and shelter him from the wind and rain. If you don’t say it, the old man understands very well. But you don’t understand. In the old man’s heart, you will always be
That little kid who was chased by a blind man in the deep mountains and wild forests.
The old man doesn't understand and can't control matters on the battlefield, so it's up to you to fight on your own.
However, the old man has to take care of the affairs of the world. If those ancient hermit families and ancient martial arts sects want to deal with you, they really have to ask the old man whether I agree or not.
I don’t know how many more years the old man can still protect you. When he can’t protect you anymore, the old man will smile and say, I will not lose anything but gain from having you as my grandson in this life.”
The old man took advantage of the night, talking to himself, smiling, but his old eyes couldn't help but become moist.