City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

A gust of wind blows from a distance, and the dust floating in the air dissipates with the wind, and everything under the dust becomes clearly visible at this moment. The old monk was half kneeling on the ground, with bright red blood on the corners of his mouth, and beside the old monk stood an old man with a dry figure. The old man wore a black cloak and tightly covered the unexpected place except his head. .

"Cough cough" The mysterious old man coughed a few times and laughed to himself: "I'm old, really old. I haven't walked out for more than five hundred years. I don't know that such a genius appeared in this world. He was about twenty years old. Cut such a strong sword."

Leng Fan's face was awe-inspiring, and he maintained a high level of vigilance for the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared. The sword just now was a confident sword, and because of his sword, the entire back mountain where Shaolin Temple was located seemed to be covered. A super bomb was just as miserable.

Of course, Leng Fan also felt a powerful force from this mysterious person. This kind of power was felt by anyone he had seen, except for his master. Of course, his master gave him this feeling. Mighty is stronger than this person.

"You are very strong, are you trying to help Shaolin Temple stop me from saving my sister?" Leng Fan asked.

"Your sister? I didn't know she had an older brother." The mysterious man replied.

"That's what you think, Xiao Ye is my sister, let it go or not, in one sentence." Although Leng Fan felt the mysterious person's strength, he was still not afraid.

"What about putting it? What about keeping it?" The mysterious man asked with a smile.

Leng Fan snorted coldly: "If you don't let go, hit it until you let go."

"Haha, what an arrogant kid, let's see how good you are." The mysterious man's meaning can't be understood anymore. If you want to save Xiao Ye back, you must defeat him.

Leng Fan shot, the sword in his hand shot a beam of light like a laser.

The mysterious man shot a golden staff in his hand, the staff exuding golden light. The next moment, the golden light evolved into a circular shield and collided with the beam of light formed by the gasification of Leng Fan's sword.

With a "bang", the light shield was broken, but the beam of light also disappeared.

"Sword repair? Sure enough, sword repair has not appeared in the power world for many years, do you know? I am very excited, only the stronger the enemy, the more excited I will be." The mysterious man rushed into the sky. Only then exudes the aura that he should have, a suffocating terrorist warfare.

Leng Fan felt this huge intent to fight, and his expression was slightly surprised, because he had never seen this kind of intent to fight before.

The collision between the "Dang" staff and the sword made a harsh sound, and of course there was a huge shock wave spreading in all directions. Dust rose up on the ground again, covering the sky, as if entering the dark night.

"Boom, boom..." The continuous loud noise in the sky caused the entire world to change dramatically. Everyone in the towns around Shaolin Temple listened to the loud noise. It was already a riot. They didn't know what the loud noise was. What's going on, but they can think that something terrifying must have happened at Shaolin Temple.

In the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, two lights and shadows collide constantly, and each time they collide, the top of the mountain will be bombed. A few minutes later, the top of the mountain will be abruptly less than one meter high.

Leng Fan became more and more courageous as he fought. Before he was cultivating, he had hardly ever fought against other people. The objects he fought against were most fierce beasts, and fierce beasts had low IQs, and would not think about their opponents except instinctively. , So although every battle is dangerous, the enemy who is more dangerous as long as he uses his brain can finally turn the danger into danger. However, the current opponent, who is constantly strong and has rich combat experience, can often make defensive or counterattack moves immediately before he takes charge of the next attack method, making his attacks very passive.

"Boy, who is your master? I can teach such a disciple. Maybe I still know your master." The mysterious man suddenly asked.

Leng Fan flew out with a sword, and replied, "You don't need to control who my master is, and even if my master is here, I will rescue my sister."

"Save your sister? Do you know the true identity of the sister in your mouth? Do you know who her biological parents are?" The mysterious man took the staff as a long stick, and slammed Leng Fan on the head.

Leng Fan's figure flashed, leaving an afterimage in the air. The next moment his body appeared behind the mysterious person, he swung a sword and replied: "I don't care, Xiao Ye is my most cherished family, no matter What status is she, I also want to save her back."

The two separated again, but less than a second, the two met again in another place...

At the foot of the Shaolin Temple, a large number of armed police have blocked all intersections. Although earthquakes are often felt on the ground, they cannot stop the crowds of reporters. The reporter wanted to break through the blockade and go up the mountain, but the armed police used their bodies to block it tightly. Naturally, their bodies were much worse than the armed police, and it was basically impossible to break through.

At this time, both old man Zhou and Zhou Jiaqi walked out, their faces were both serious and nervous. When the two of them came out, reporters flocked to them. Both of them were well-known people in society, so most reporters knew them.

"Master Zhou, what happened in Shaolin Temple? You must know it, let's tell everyone about it!" the reporters asked.

Zhou Jiaqi replied loudly at this time: "Don't disturb my grandfather, we are just traveling up the mountain, we don't know anything."

Of course, the reporters would not let them off so easily. They continued to ask a lot about what happened on the mountain, such as who they saw and what specific noise they made.

"You all get out of the way, otherwise I'm not polite to you, don't come to provoke me." Zhou Jiaqi couldn't bear it, and yelled directly at the reporters. She was tired of these reporters who had nothing to do.

The reporters all knew what Zhou Jiaqi was, and they all knew that Mr. Xu was behind Zhou's family. So when Zhou Jiaqi was completely angry, these reporters didn't dare to speak anymore, they stepped back and gave way.

Zhou Jiaqi snorted, helped Old Man Zhou and walked out.

"Jiaqi, don't worry, Xiao Fan must be fine." Seeing that his granddaughter reacted so aggressively, Mr. Zhou was completely different from her usual, so he guessed that it was because of Leng Fan, or a group of reporters could make her lose her position.

"Grandpa, can we know what happened on the mountain? Just wait like this, I'm about to collapse." Zhou Jiaqi replied uncomfortably.

Elder Zhou thought for a while and said, "Girl, go to the National Security Bureau. With their ability, they should be monitoring what's happening on the mountain. Let's go and see."

Zhou Jiaqi nodded.

Soon, they arrived at the local National Security Bureau. Because they had spoken to Old Xu in advance, they went directly to the command center of the National Security Bureau, and on the large screen of the command center, two figures could be vaguely seen in the sky. When they fought each other, the scene was so shocked that the entire command center was silent.

"Grandpa, can you see clearly?" Zhou Jiaqi asked.

Elder Zhou is just an ordinary person. How can he see clearly, he can only ask the supervisor next to him, "Comrade, how is the fight? Do you have any news?"

"Master Zhou, you have seen it too. The battle is still going on. I have never seen such a battle. The entire Songshan Mountain has been destroyed by the battle between the two of them. The Shaolin Temple building has almost collapsed." The supervisor was full of faces. Replied with a shocked expression.

Elder Zhou asked, "Do you have any measures? Do you just wait for the result like this?"

The supervisor reacted in embarrassment. He shook his head when he heard Mr. Zhou say this, and replied: "Old man Zhou, you can also see that this kind of battle is completely beyond our control. Should we persuade us to fight? We haven't gotten closer, our people have already blasted them into scum."

In fact, Mr. Zhou also understood, but he just asked afterwards.

The supervisor then asked: "Master Zhou, I heard that Leng Fan has a very good relationship with you. I don't know where he came from? I have never seen such a profound supernatural being. After all, Shaolin Temple is an ancient sect. It's normal."

Elder Zhou didn’t know where Leng Fan came from, but after Leng Fan came out, his legs were healed, so he never asked about Leng Fan’s origins, and replied: “I don’t know, you guess he is. What's the origin?"

"Where can I guess, Elder Zhou, no matter which side wins this time, the Shaolin Temple will be completely gone. What a pity!" The supervisor lamented.

The old man Zhou sneered: "Who told them to be fine to provoke Leng Fan, and took away Leng Fan’s sister. If it was me, I had to hit the door. By the way, you know why Shaolin Temple wanted to take away Leng Fan’s sister. ?"

"This is our biggest headache. When Leng Fan was still on the plane, we worked on Shaolin Temple and wanted them to let the little girl go, but Shaolin Temple was very tough." The supervisor replied with a headache-like expression. .

At this moment, a person ran in from outside, and when he ran in, he reported anxiously to the supervisor: "Director, it’s not good. I just got news that the three cardinals of the Holy See arrived in our city and directly Going to the Shaolin Temple, and the news they got from the headquarters, they seemed to be coming for the little girl."

"What? The Holy See? They want to grab the little girl?" The supervisor was shocked.

Elder Zhou and Zhou Jiaqi were equally surprised. They knew a little bit about the strength of the Holy See, but they were no longer able to deal with this.

The supervisor responded quickly and immediately got through the headquarter. Now it is no longer a matter for the director of one of his branches to make a decision.

Zhou Jiaqi grabbed Zhou's arm, obviously now she is more worried and afraid of Leng Fan.

And Leng Fan fought the mysterious person dimly at this time, but after half an hour of fighting, he has already begun to have a clear advantage, and the sword energy in his hand has been brought to the extreme.