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Chapter 694: Old Man Yashan

Chapter 694 The Old Man of Yashan

The sudden sound was filled with three thousand violent auras, like an unprovoked storm.

The maid who was still shouting just now turned her head and fell into those deep and cold eyes.

Waves of cold air erupted all over his body, as if he was being strangled.

The man was dressed in a black robe. He was extremely handsome, and his eyes were extremely evil and full of danger.

He just flicked his sleeves, and saw the floating wind suddenly gathering killing blades.

Before the maid could react, thousands of killing blades penetrated her.

He is about to turn that maid into blood mist.

The maid was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, her legs trembling continuously.

"presumptuous!"

The man in white, the young master of the Sinister Sect, roared angrily, then used his sword to strike at him, "How dare you, the unknown young men in front of the Qingyuan Sect and the Sinister Sect, be so presumptuous?"

Before the man in white could get close to the killing blade, he was knocked back by the strong wind and flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Bishuirou hurriedly supported her husband, frowned and looked at the killing blades that filled the sky, and was secretly shocked, what a strong martial arts strength!

Ye Mohan's eyes were thin and cold, ruthless and cruel, just when he was about to use the killing blade to crush this group of people into powder...

The girl beside him held his hand and tightened her grip.

Chu Yue looked at him and just said lightly, "A crime will not lead to death."

The shallow and thin voice, like a wisp of spring breeze, completely wiped out the man's murderous aura.

Between heaven and earth, three thousand blood-colored killing blades and powerful storms turned into something necessary at the moment Chu Yue spoke.

The old gentleman was sitting in front of the stall. Seeing this scene, he smiled happily and nodded.

The man in white wanted to raise his sword and fight again. Bi Shuirou suppressed her husband and whispered: "I'm afraid the other party has a lot of background. This time I came to send Miss Beizhou Mufu's blood glass. There should be no more disputes."

The young sect leader gained some sense, but still felt that his face was dull, so he had to point his sword at the old man, "Old man, this sect leader will give you a chance to look at your face again."

The old gentleman shook his head and sighed softly: "My little brother doesn't know the rules and has read the fortune teller many times. He is really reckless. Forcibly changing it and spying on the secrets will only lead to... unwarranted disasters."

"Do you want to watch it or not?"

The young master's sword pointed at the old gentleman's brow.

The moment Chu Yue was about to take action, the old man looked at her and Ye Mohan, and said with a smile: "The Third Master Ye of Chang'an, the Emperor of the Holy Realm, I wish you two to grow old together with the music of the harp and the harp."

Chu Yue was suddenly stunned and looked at the old gentleman in surprise.

Even Ye Mohan looked at the old man inquiringly.

When the young master saw that the old gentleman was ignoring him, he was furious and was about to stab the old man. The old man's expression suddenly changed, and the aura around him became extremely fierce.

"The old man has been alive for many years, just looking for fortune-telling and looking for opportunities in the world."

"Although people in the world look down upon the old man, they have never had the intention to kill him."

"Back then, when the Emperor of Heaven joined forces, they couldn't kill the old man, but the two younger generations were still rampant."

boom!

There was a loud sound, and the young master's sword was shattered.

The group of people staggered around and flew out.

Chu Yue was quite surprised.

Seventy years ago, ten emperors of heaven joined forces to destroy the old man of Yashan, and both sides were injured.

Old Man Yashan became famous in one battle, but was never seen again.

The faces of the young sect leader and Bi Shuirou changed greatly.

Bi Shuirou covered her lips and exclaimed, "Senior is the old man of Yashan..."

The old man stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the sky, and shook his head, "The gate of sin is getting worse every generation."

"Little girl."

The old man looked at Chu Yue and smiled kindly, "I'm waiting for you at the martial arts peak. Don't let me wait too long."

"Old Yashan, this junior has no intention of colliding with each other. Please forgive me, senior."

The face of the young master changed greatly and he spoke anxiously. However, before he could finish his words, a strong wind passed by, and the figure of the old man and the stall suddenly disappeared.

From the far end, the old man's faint sigh could be heard.

"It's a pity that I haven't seen the magnificence of the Phoenix Crown Princess."


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