I conquer the immortal with my strength

Seeing that the masked old man was very active and confident, Xia Daoming even helped him close the door. A smile appeared on his lips, and he looked at the masked old man who was standing on the verandah on the left side of the courtyard, staring at the masked old man warily. Liu Qiaolian said: "Lian'er, don't be nervous, go and bring me a chair for the master."

"Yes, sir!" Seeing that Xia Daoming was calm and relaxed, Liu Qiaolian's tense heart instantly relaxed. She responded respectfully and went to the hall to move a chair.

Xia Daoming sat down leisurely and pointed to his shoulder.

Liu Qiaolian stepped forward and gently held his shoulders with her jade hands.

"It's getting more and more interesting that a mere fourth-grade martial artist dares to be so arrogant." Seeing this, the masked old man said with anger burning in his eyes.

"No matter how interesting it is, it's not as interesting as you, old man. This late at night, you are not resting at home, but you are hiding in front of my house. Tell me, who are you and why are you here?" Xia Daoming said calmly.

"I will tell you when I capture you!" The masked old man smiled coldly, his legs suddenly burst out with dark strength, and a recoil force carried him into the air like an eagle, with his hands raised and claws, heading towards Xia Daoming rushed away.

The old man's dark energy burst out, and the five meridians emitted five kinds of energy and blood energy.

"Fifth-grade great martial artist!" Liu Qiaolian's face changed slightly.

The old man smiled triumphantly upon seeing this.

"So what?" At this moment, a contemptuous voice sounded. Xia Daoming suddenly stood up, punched with both hands, and met the opponent's claws head-on.

"Fifth grade!" The ferocious smile on the old man's face instantly froze, and he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and he began to think about retreating.

But before retreating, the attack that was prepared could no longer be changed midway.

"Bang! Bang!" Two thunderous voices sounded in the courtyard.

The two dark forces surged, and at the moment when the two sides clashed, they not only overwhelmed the old man's strength, but also roared and rolled up the old man's own burst of strength like a bursting flood, rushing into his hands. arm.

The old man's arms swelled sharply in an instant, and his body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string.

The man was in the air, his sleeves suddenly exploded and turned into rags flying everywhere.

The swollen arms, the skin was cracked, and there was "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of broken tendons and blood vessels rang out in the night, and blood shot out and scattered along with the rags.

"Bang!" The old man fell to the ground.

The whole person slid another meter against the ground, dragging a trail of blood on the ground.

The old man looked at Xia Daoming with horrified eyes, as if he was seeing a demon crawling out of hell.

The courtyard was extremely quiet at this moment.

Liu Qiaolian opened her mouth wide, her plump breasts rose and fell violently, and her eyes widened.

She knew that her master was very powerful.

Back then, in Po Tao Temple, killing a fourth-grade martial artist was extremely easy and clean.

But the problem is, the masked old man in front of me is a fifth-grade great martial artist!

How terrifyingly powerful is this to seriously injure a fifth-grade great martial artist with one blow?

Xia Daoming was also a little shocked by the terrifying scene caused by his full blow.

He knew that his strength had greatly increased, but he did not expect that it had increased to such an extent that one punch could seriously injure a fifth-grade great martial artist.

But Xia Daoming soon came to his senses and walked towards the masked old man step by step.

The masked old man looked horrified, struggling to get up and run away, but just now he was overestimating his strength and attacked the opponent head-on. The terrifying dark power rushed into his body like a bamboo, and his meridians had already broken in many places, and his strength felt like it was gone. The reins of a wild horse are rushing around in the body, and now it is difficult to move, let alone getting up and running away.

"Who are you?" The masked old man quickly gave up his unrealistic delusions and asked with a look of despair and disbelief.

Although he is old and his vitality, strength and body are declining, he is still a fifth-grade great martial artist. In a head-on confrontation, it is purely based on strength. Not to mention a sixth-grade great martial artist, even a seventh-grade great martial artist cannot injure him so hard.

Because the fifth to eighth ranks all belong to the ranks of great martial arts masters, the strength gap between each rank is relatively limited. Unlike between the fourth and fifth ranks, between the eighth and ninth ranks, the nature of the strength changes, and the strength of both sides will change. Suddenly there was a huge gap.

The masked old man had once fought against a seventh-grade great martial artist, but the strength displayed by the opponent was definitely not as good as the man in front of him in his memory.

And the man in front of me is only fifth grade!

"Old man, this is interesting. You don't even know who I am, so you are hiding outside my house and preparing to ambush me?" Xia Daoming said, slightly stunned.

"That's not what I meant, I meant your true identity!" the masked old man said.

"My true identity is the disciple of Liang Jingtang, the master of Qianjiao Martial Arts School." Xia Daoming said calmly.

After saying that, all five fingers suddenly spread out their claws and grabbed the old man's neck.

"Lian'er, tell Xia He and the others that it's okay, and tell them that nothing happened tonight." Xia Daoming grabbed the old man's neck with one hand and dragged him to the backyard like a dead dog, while explaining to Liu Qiaolian.

"It's the master." Liu Qiaolian replied respectfully.

"Bang!"

When he arrived in the backyard, Xia Daoming threw the old man to the ground and took off his hood. Unfortunately, it was an old face with no memory.

"Now you can tell me, who are you? Why did you ambush me?" Xia Daoming asked.

"Jing Xuanying, the general manager of Wujiabao, you should know very well why I ambushed you." The old man replied simply.

"Wujiabao?" Xia Daoming was surprised at first when he heard this, then frowned and said: "It seems that Wu Changlu is really not simple. After such a long time, you are still pursuing this matter. "

"It seems that you were aware of it when you killed Wu Changlu. Yes, he is not actually the son of clan elder Wu Yueming, but the illegitimate son of Wu Yueli." Jing Xuanying said.

"Wu Yueli not only cuckolded Wu Yueming, but also gave him a cheap son! Does Wu Yueming know? Can he bear this tone?" Xia Daoming looked surprised and couldn't help but gossip.

"So what if you know? What if you can't bear it? Wu Yueli is not only the clan leader but also a sixth-grade martial artist. He has the power of life and death in one hand in Wujiabao." Jing Xuanying said with sadness and anger on his face.

"Well, you haven't been cheated on by him, have you?" Xia Daoming couldn't help but look stunned when he saw Jing Xuanying's expression of grief and anger.

"This bastard Wu Yueli likes to steal people!" Jing Xuanying gritted his teeth.

"Damn it, I really got it right."

Xia Daoming looked at Jing Xuanying with a subtle look.

How pitiful and pitiful, being cheated by someone, yet you have to work hard for him!

"I know I am doomed this time, but before you kill me, I hope you can agree to my request." Jing Xuanying said.

"You come to kill me, and then you ask me to agree to your request. Don't you think this is ridiculous?" Xia Daoming sneered.

"If I tell you that I know a secret passage from outside Wujiabao to the master's secret practice room, and also know that Wu Yueli's private treasure house is in the secret practice room, and the key never leaves my body, do you think I would tell you something before I die? Is the request still ridiculous?" Jing Xuanying said.

Xia Daoming's face changed slightly when he heard this, and then he fell into deep thought.

What he lacks most now is money. It can be said that Jing Xuanying's words are very tempting to him.

"Moreover, you are only at the level of a fifth-grade great martial artist, and at such a young age, you have terrifying combat power that is not inferior to that of a seventh-grade great martial artist. If this news leaks out, I am afraid that it will soon arouse the fear and even murderous intentions of the top forces in the city.

The reason why you stay low-key and dormant here, willing to be an ordinary disciple of Liang Jingtang, is probably due to this consideration. But this time I came to kill you on Wu Yueli's private order. If I die outside, Wu Yueli will definitely know that you are far from what you seem.

Wu Yueli is a cunning and resourceful person. He will definitely spread the word and let all the forces in Licheng notice you. By then, you, as a genius, will probably die before you have truly grown up! "While Xia Daoming was deep in thought, Jing Xuanying spoke again.

Xia Daoming's expression changed again.

If he didn't have enough money, he would be shameless enough to eat Ji Wenyue's soft rice.

But if those top powers pay attention to him too early, then he will be in danger.

"Is it true that only Wu Yueli knows that you came to kill me?" Xia Daoming asked.

"Don't worry about that. It's been half a year since Wu Changlu was killed. Who would care except his own father who would be resentful? Moreover, Liang Jingtang's strength is extraordinary. To kill you Wu Yueli, we have to consider the risk of leaking the news. Only then will he send me to take action.

Therefore, as long as you enter the secret practice room through a secret passage and attack Wu Yueli, you will not only eliminate the potential danger, but also obtain his private treasure. And my request is very simple, I just want to see him killed with my own eyes. "Jing Xuanying replied.

After speaking, a trace of deep-seated hatred was revealed in his eyes.

"It seems you hate him very much?" Xia Daoming said.

"Of course I hate him. Not only did he cuckold me, but he also played with my favorite concubine to death! Afterwards, he thought Yuyan was just one of my concubines and didn't take it to heart at all. But he didn't know, Yuyan was already pregnant with my child at that time.

It's just that it's better to die than to live, and the success rate of killing him is too low. I have never had the courage to avenge their mother and son. This time, there is no way to escape death anyway, so there is nothing to worry about. "Jing Xuanying replied. When he talked about serving his concubine, his facial muscles twisted and became a bit ferocious.

When Jing Xuanying was talking, Xia Daoming kept staring at him like a sword.

PS: Qidian will start giving recommendations tomorrow. This also means that I, an uncle born in the 1970s, will officially start PKing with a group of young people. The recommendation effect is good. If more people collect and read, the website will give more recommendations. Resources, if the PK fails, the recommendation will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, I sincerely ask book friends to help promote and support this book. PK starts at zero o'clock tomorrow, so I will advance the first update on Sunday to zero o'clock. In the future, it may be changed back to one chapter each for morning and middle school. This should be more advantageous in competing for the new book list, so I also ask for your understanding. After the book is included in V, it will be changed back to continuous chapters, or simply updated with large chapters for the convenience of book friends. They read.

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