"I don't know what the so-called reckless man is."
A thin figure appeared out of thin air. No one knew who this person was, and no one knew how he came out. It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, he appeared in the open space, looking coldly at the man lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The tiger is in the sky.
"You, you...who the hell...Ju, dare to hit me..."
Hu Changkong was completely confused at this time.
He didn't know what happened, and he didn't know what the old man in his field of vision did, but he was very sure that it was this old man who had just slapped him.
Hu Changkong is an Eight-Star Spiritualist, not far from the Nine-Star. His powerful cultivation and crazy ruthlessness are the reasons why he can dominate the slums.
However, Hu Changkong, the majestic ‘skin-peeling tiger’ in the past, was now lying on the ground like a dead dog, with blood flowing all over the ground.
The old man glanced at him and didn't bother to look any further. The slap was like slapping a fly. He didn't care whether he died or not.
"Xiaoyue, are you okay?" Turning around, the old man looked at Meng Xingyue with a kind expression. It was as if he had known her for a long time.
The moment she saw the old man, Meng Xingyue, who had been frightened until now, instantly calmed down, and a trace of blood returned to her pale cheeks.
"Teacher." She made a small gesture and shouted softly.
Meng Xingyuan on the side was stunned for a moment, "Teacher?!"
Feeling Meng Xingyuan's gaze, Meng Xingyue bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth and pulled him, "Xiao Yuan, this is the teacher who has been secretly teaching me pharmacology knowledge, Mr. Qiu Daoxuan."
The old man chuckled, "Little girl, you already call me 'teacher', why do you add 'adult'? You are Meng Xingyuan, right? Fortunately, you know how to protect your sister, and it's not in vain that Xiaoyue has spent so long for you."
Your mind will pull you to the realm of the spirit."
"What?!"
Meng Xingyuan's eyes widened again, "Sister, how many things are you hiding from me?!"
He was so shocked.
Let’s not talk about this old man, who can beat the Eight-Star Spiritual Master Hu Changkong half to death with one slap. It is conceivable that this must be an extremely strong man. And for such a strong man, he is actually his sister’s master?
!
And...pharmacological knowledge?!
Meng Xingyuan always thought that his sister's pharmacological talent was innate, so she knew so much and taught him a lot. How could he have imagined that there was an unknown master standing behind this?!
What shocked him the most was that, listening to the tone of the old man's words, with his own cultivation, he was able to break through to the spirit realm at the age of sixteen, or was it because his sister begged this old man to do so?!
If it weren't for Meng Xingyuan's current psychological quality, which is already strong enough, he would not be able to accept such a large amount of information at this time.
This is my sister who has been dependent on each other for so many years. She actually hides so many things from him and doesn't tell him?!
Meng Xingyuan felt that he couldn't accept it at once.
"Xiao Yuan..."
Meng Xingyue called softly, but at this moment, Meng Xingyuan's mind was in a mess, buzzing and buzzing, and he did not answer her.
"Okay Xiaoyue, you can't hide what you need to tell him. You and this kid will talk about it later. Now let me solve this problem for you."
Qiu Dao
Among the seventy-two small aristocratic families, is there a family called the 'Hu family'?"
With the help of the boy next to him, Hu Changkong finally stood up. At this moment, he also knew that he was in big trouble.
After all, to be able to slap him like this is definitely not a simple person.
He was planning to beg for mercy first, and then drag on the Hu family's skin and say a few words. When he heard the old man's words, he was immediately stunned.
He didn't understand anything about the thirty-six great families and the seventy-two small families. But one thing he knew was that when he was with the young master of the Hu family, he overheard that among the Hu family
A respected old man once said that it seems that the more powerful mysterious family to which the Hu family is attached is preparing for a sprint to the once-in-a-hundred-year ranking of famous small aristocratic families!
In other words, the big family that the Hu family is attached to is actually not a small and famous family!
In the words of this old man, a wealthy and famous family seems to be as cheap as a large pack of brown candies for one spirit coin!
Hu Changkong's keen intuition, which he had spent many years in the slums, made Hu Changkong's heart beat fiercely! The pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank, his lips had begun to turn white, and there were even beads of sweat visible on his forehead!
"S-Sir..."
However, it was already too late to beg for mercy.
I saw a cold light flash in Qiu Daoxuan's eyes, and the spiritual light in his hand was like the bright sun in the sky, so bright that it could blind the eyes of others!
"Things with no eyes, my disciple Qiu Daoxuan, can you, an ant, ravage?!"
"boom!!!"
Boundless spiritual power exploded!
The next moment, where Hu Changkong and his group were standing, a bottomless pit appeared. Thick smoke billowed from the bottom of the pit, and in an instant, an astonishing temperature rolled out from the bottom of the pit. A wave of
The heat wave hits in all directions!
Only, Hu Changkong and others were missing!
These few guys who were bossing around just now, as if they were the boss of heaven, and their second-in-command, seemed to have evaporated from the world and disappeared without a trace!
"You, come here."
Killing Hu Changkong is like killing an ant. The old man looked indifferent, glanced at Wu Weiyong, who was shaking like chaff at the gate of Yansheng Residence, and ordered in an unquestionable tone.
"S-Sir..."
Thinking about how he had just pushed this man's apprentice into the tiger's mouth, Wu Weiyong's face looked as if his parents had died, and it was frighteningly white.
The walking corpse appeared in front of Qiu Daoxuan, as if his bones had been drained out at once. Wu Weiyong knelt there with a "pop", "Sir, please forgive me, my lord, it's not the young one who wants to take action against your disciple, it's this Tiger Changkong, he
The pressure was too much, and the villain did not dare to disobey the Hu family's orders behind his back, so he had no choice but to take action, sir. Please spare my life, please spare my life..."
She was in her sixties or seventies, with gray hair, but she was crying like a girl, with tears streaming down her face. But no one could understand the fear in Wu Weiyong's heart at this moment.
An eight-star fighter, he kills when he says he will, and he completely ignores the Hu family standing behind Hu Changkong. Either this old man is an expert and bold, or he also has a big background!
And he can talk about thirty-six great families and seventy-two famous families as if it were a joke. This old man is definitely not a simple person!
"Shut up."
Qiu Daoxuan's cold voice came, and Wu Weiyong, who was crying in a panic, immediately fell silent.
"S-Sir..."
"I'm not interested in your life yet. Tell me, where is the ancestor of the Hu family? I happened to be in a good mood today, so I set a fire to his clan's temple for fun."