He Has a Dragon

Watching the young man walk towards the group of top martial arts masters who were waiting on the shore of the lake, the invisible Wang Le's face became more solemn and no longer calm as before.

The invisible rotten aura exuding from the opponent's body made Wang Le think of Ji Laozu, a late-stage martial arts master in the heavenly realm who appeared in a peak battle with Qu Liandie, a woman from the Qing Dynasty, when the alliance army and the vampire army entered a stalemate.

Obviously, this man who looks to be about the same age as Wang Le must actually be surprisingly older, but he doesn't know what means he uses to keep himself young in appearance.

"Isn't this guy another old monster at the late stage of martial arts? Ancestor Ji was like him back then and almost found me." The invisible Wang Le couldn't help but speculate in his heart.

At this time, a group of top martial arts experts were seen on the shore of the lake, with the tall and strong old man following the lead. Before the young man could land, they almost lifted off the ground and reached the sky at the same time, and then surrounded each other with a tacit understanding. Right in the middle.

This group of top martial arts masters are obviously not just silly Baitian who just debuted. They are all sparrows from Dongting Lake, experienced veterans who have seen all kinds of storms.

Now that I saw the young man coming alone with a calm look, I knew that he was definitely a tough guy and not so easy to get rid of.

"Who is here?" The tall, strong old man wearing a black cloak asked in a deep voice, staring at the young man with an unusually solemn expression.

The man chuckled and replied: "The person who takes your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the short, stocky middle-aged man in the crowd immediately sneered and cursed: "How brave! You alone dare to speak so brazenly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, other people shouted at the young man who spoke arrogantly.

Immediately, he saw the tall and strong old man waving his hands to stop him, and then narrowed his eyes and asked the young man: "Your Excellency, you don't even ask about our background, you are so confident, you are not an unknown person in this martial arts world. Why not report your name!"

The young man took a deep look at the tall, strong old man and replied with a half-smile: "I am just a passing guest in this world, so don't mention it."

After a pause, the young man's face turned cold, and he said calmly: "But the martial arts world belongs to my Qing Palace after all. As a hidden Taoist tradition, your Huayin Pavilion has been a coward for thousands of years. Now you can't even jump out. It won’t make any difference.”

"You actually know our origins. Is it possible that there are people from your Qing Palace in Huayin Pavilion?" The tall and strong old man asked with fear on his face. The faces of other accomplices around him changed even more. Change.

The young man smiled coldly and said: "Hmph, only spies from your Huayin Pavilion are allowed to enter the Qing Palace. Our Qing Palace cannot arrange for our own people to enter your Huayin Pavilion?!"

Speaking of this, the young man said with disdain on his face: "The Hidden World Tradition is beyond the martial arts world, and everyone in the world is afraid of it, but with Patriarch Di Hao sitting in our Qing Palace, it is you Hidden World Traditions who are frightened!"

At this time, the face of the tall and strong old man became uncertain, his eyes flickered, and then he snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind. Wu Nantian is praised by the world as a generation of unparalleled wisdom. Sure enough, he is not in vain, he actually ambush reinforcements like you secretly, just to deal with us hidden Taoist troops hiding in the dark, right?"

The young man said calmly: "It's too late to know now."

Before he could finish his words, the young man suddenly disappeared from where he was, instantly turning into a sharp yellow light that was more than ten feet long and like silk. It then spun up and turned into a yellow hurricane that seemed to sweep across the sky and the earth!

At this moment, invisible violent murderous intent splashed out from the yellow hurricane, instantly filling every inch of the world!

This also forced Wang Le, who was invisible in the distance, to subconsciously close his eyes.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, in order to see clearly what was going on, Wang Le quickly activated the clairvoyance power of the Deception Eye and opened his eyes again to look at the core of the yellow hurricane!

But it's too late.

One second he was a living, top martial arts expert.

At this moment when the hurricane rises and falls, blood has been spilled in the sky, and the body has turned into a body with broken limbs and fell to the shore of the lake on the ground.

Bang bang bang...

For a moment, there was a rain of blood all over the sky without any screams. The silence was so eerie that Wang Le felt suffocated like he hadn't felt in a long time!

When the young man who turned into a hurricane of yellow light regained his true form and returned to his original place, the tall old man standing in front of him and everyone else around him were killed on the spot without exception, and they all went to hell.

At this time, the tall old man's white robe and black cloak had been soaked with blood and turned scarlet.

I saw a look of surprise on the young man's face. He looked at the tall and strong old man and said: "Huayin Pavilion's Taoist inheritance does have its own uniqueness. It has only been promoted to the middle stage of the martial arts heaven level not long ago, and it can actually block it." My deadly trump card."

"Pfft!" The tall, strong old man with a face like gold paper couldn't help but spurt out scarlet blood with finely broken internal organs. He stared at the young man intently and said with fear in his trembling voice: "The yellow wind awakens the hero's dream, crying. To Qingshan Wanzhongtian! You are Qinggong Wanzhongtian! You are not dead!"

"Oh? After so many years, I thought that everyone in the world had forgotten it! I didn't expect that there would still be people who could recognize this deity's scenery and see through my identity." The young man said with a slight smile.

Although the tall and strong old man was seriously injured at this time, he still couldn't help but ask: "Everyone knows that when you reached the peak of martial arts, you took a wrong step and became a demon. Your body and mind were already destroyed, but you are not dead. How is it possible?"

Wan Zhongtian's expression changed slightly, then he regained his composure, and said calmly: "I am not interested in answering a dead man's question."

Before he could even finish his words, Wan Zhongtian stretched out his big hand and flicked the tall old man lightly. There was an instant "bang" sound, and the other man turned into flesh and blood all over the sky and plummeted to the ground.

Wang Le, who was hiding in the distance, witnessed all this. The skin all over his body was covered with goosebumps, and his tailbone was even colder.

The guy in front of me, who looks young but is actually an old monster, kills people right away without any warning.

And in the blink of an eye, more than twenty people, including many of the hidden Taoist troops who were strong in the martial arts heaven level, were killed without leaving any one behind.

Obviously, this truly ruthless guy from Qing Palace was even more difficult to mess with than Patriarch Ji, who was at the late stage of martial arts heaven level.

"No poison, no husband. Senior Nan Tian is really ruthless. He asked the alliance to invite this demon to serve as reinforcements. It seems that those hidden Taoist troops who entered the border suffered a lot."

The reclusive Wang Le couldn't help but sigh in his heart.