Chen Hao found it a little funny. No matter how he looked at it, Luo Zhenfan was much older than the old man in the shabby robe, but he actually called him grandpa.
However, cultivators should not judge their age based on their appearance. This old man in tattered Taoist robes looks like he is only in his fifties, but his actual age may be over a hundred.
He said slowly: "Luo Zhenfan, you've been stalling for time just to wait for your grandfather to save you, right?"
The old man in the worn Taoist robe asked: "This fellow Taoist, why do you want to kill my grandson? Eliminate the Shadowless Sword Sect?"
Chen Haodao: "I did not destroy the Shadowless Sword Sect. Your grandson did it himself. As for why he killed him, you ask him himself."
Luo Zhenfan said loudly: "Grandpa, this evil thief is talking nonsense. He wanted to rob his grandson of the magic weapon of the Shadowless Sword Sect. If the grandson refused, he would cruelly and viciously kill all the disciples of the Shadowless Sword Sect. Fortunately, you were there back then.
Leave the communication jade talisman behind, and my grandson will use it immediately to inform you. Then he would rather die than surrender, and deal with this evil thief in every possible way until your old man arrives."
When the old man in the worn Taoist robe heard this, his face suddenly turned gloomy.
Chen Hao said coldly: "Luo Zhenfan, now that you are in my hands, you still dare to talk nonsense. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you with one sword?"
Luo Zhenfan said disdainfully: "If you dare to touch a hair on my face, my grandfather will make your life worse than death. If you are wise, please let me go immediately. Maybe I can ask my grandfather to leave you a complete body."
Chen Hao was speechless.
How could Luo Zhenfan become the leader of the Shadowless Sword Sect at such an old age and still be so reckless?
He raised the flying sword: "Friend Luo, this is the flying sword magic weapon used by your grandson. Since you are a cultivator, you should be able to see that this flying sword has turned into an evil treasure that sucks human essence and blood, right? Look at the ground again.
The strange state of the corpses of these Shadowless Sword Sect warriors makes it clear who killed them."
Luo Zhenfan said: "Grandpa, the flying sword magic weapon you left for me is clean. This evil thief used despicable means to take away the flying sword, and then used evil magic to kill my disciples and drain them dry."
His blood is truly cruel and vicious. Grandpa, not only do you want to vent your anger on your grandchildren, but you also want to avenge them!"
As he spoke, he showed a look of great sorrow and anger, and looked at Chen Hao with hatred on his face.
Chen Hao kicked him over and then stepped on his face: "Brother, your acting skills are good, why don't you go to the Oscars and win a statuette?"
"Master..."
Just as Luo Zhenfan was about to scream, his mouth was sealed by the soles of Chen Hao's feet, and he was immediately speechless.
The old man surnamed Luo fell from the sky, holding a green sword, and said solemnly: "Let go of Zhenfan, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"
Chen Hao couldn't help but laugh: "Why do you?"
The old man surnamed Luo said: "Just because I am in the late stage of Qi refining."
He saw that Chen Hao was so young, he was only forty or fifty years old at most. Considering the current lack of spiritual energy on earth, this age was at the peak of the early stage of Qi refining at most, and he could not be his opponent.
Chen Haodao: "Your grandson wants to kill me, do you think I will let him go so easily?"
The old man surnamed Luo said: "My grandson wants to kill many people."
Chen Haodao: "If I let your grandson go, will you let me go?"
The old man surnamed Luo said: "You can let him go first and then talk."
Chen Haodao: "If I'm not wrong, Luo Zhenfan's flying sword was left to him by you, right? The method of establishing a mental connection with the flying sword and the evil magic of absorbing human blood are not from any secret mental method, they are all
What you taught him, including the Shadowless Sword Sect's great formation, you also took action."
The old man surnamed Luo said expressionlessly: "Not bad."
Chen Haodao: "Then why didn't you help Luo Zhenfan destroy the Guliang Sect, Jinyang Sect and Xuanguang Sect?"
The old man surnamed Luo smiled contemptuously: "Are mere mortal ants worthy of me? Besides, I still want to keep them for Zhenfan to make a flying sword for later use."
Chen Haodao: "As expected, we are not a family. If you don't enter the same family, Luo Zhenfan is so cruel and vicious, and you, the grandfather, are not much better."
The old man surnamed Luo said impatiently: "Stop talking such nonsense and let Zhenfan go immediately, otherwise I won't be polite."
"no problem."
Chen Hao moved his feet away from Luo Zhenfan's face.
Luo Zhenfan was stepped on by him for a long time, and there was a lot of mud in his mouth. He said angrily: "Evil thief, you dare to insult me like this, I will let my grandpa steal your..."
Before he finished speaking, with a pop, Chen Hao stabbed his sword into his lower abdomen, passed directly through his lower back, and stabbed hard into the ground.
"ah!"
Luo Zhenfan screamed miserably, but no blood flowed out of the wound. Instead, it quickly turned black and gray and continued to spread around the body.
After this flying sword becomes an evil treasure, it will automatically absorb blood essence whenever it encounters it. Even if Luo Zhenfan is its master, he will still absorb it.
The old man surnamed Luo was furious: "You deserve to die!"
With a wave of his hand, the green sword flashed with an extremely blazing sword light and struck down hard at Chen Hao.
The air resounded with the heart-stopping sound of sharp blades piercing the air.
The cultivator took action, and it was indeed extraordinary.
Chen Hao stood still, waved his palm, and a lightning-like edge suddenly flashed forward, roaring towards him.
Supernatural power: Sky-splitting edge!
Zheng!
The sword light and the sharp edge collided fiercely, making an extremely harsh sound of gold and iron, and then they dissolved each other.
What?
The old man surnamed Luo was shocked.
In order to save Luo Zhenfan, he did not hold back the sword. Unexpectedly, Chen Hao not only blocked it, but also seemed to have more power.
How can it be!
"It's not rude to come back without reciprocating, just take my move!"
Chen Hao shouted and raised his palm to strike.
Swish, swish, swish!
Several sky-splitting sharp edges appeared out of thin air, carrying an unparalleled blazing cold light, and struck at the old man surnamed Luo from different angles.
The expression of the old man surnamed Luo changed, and he quickly raised the blue sword and poured in mana.
Water-like sword light surged out from the sword, screaming towards the sky-splitting edge.
The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed through the sky again, and for a moment, the sword light was sharp and intense, making it look very lively.
The old man surnamed Luo took ten steps back and said in great shock: "Are you also in the late stage of Qi refining?"
Although he defused the sky-splitting edge, he still used almost all his strength, and the force of the collision between the edge and the sword light bounced back to the sword, causing his arm to feel numb.
This can never be the combat power of a cultivator in the early or middle stages of Qi refining.
Chen Hao said lightly: "Did you just see it?"
"How can this be?"
The old man surnamed Luo looked in disbelief and shouted: "You are so young, only fifty or sixty years old at most. How could you reach the advanced stage of Qi refining so quickly?"
Chen Hao said angrily: "Who are you scolding who is fifty or sixty years old? You are only fifty or sixty years old, and your whole family is fifty or sixty years old. To tell you the truth, I just turned twenty-five this year!"
The old man surnamed Luo was so shocked that he could not speak.
A twenty-five-year-old cultivator in the late stages of Qi refining?
Is this a monster?
The old man surnamed Luo suddenly had some doubts about life.
What have you been doing during the more than a hundred years that you have lived?