Martial Mythology

Chapter 216 Finger and Sword (Part 1)

Hearing Zhang Yu's voice from inside the room, the servant was puzzled: "Guest officer, this...or, why don't you come out and meet this lord."

He is just a servant, an ordinary person, and any cultivator, in his eyes, is an existence that cannot be provoked.

He didn't know if Zhang Yu was a cultivator, but he knew that the lord outside must be a cultivator, and he was also a well-known existence in Zhanjiang City. Don't dare to offend.

"Tell him, if you want to see the old man, just wait honestly. If you don't want to wait, then don't bother the old man." Zhang Yu deliberately made a hoarse and old voice, putting on airs.

The servant hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went downstairs, came to a middle-aged man, and said cautiously: "My lord, that strange man is eating, so it's inconvenient to meet guests. Look, why don't you wait a little longer?" Of course he didn't He might pass on Zhang Yu's original words to the middle-aged man. If he really said that, he might not know what the middle-aged man would do. He had heard that this middle-aged man's temper was very violent.

"Wait?" The middle-aged man's face darkened, and his eyes were cold and stern, "Did he make me wait?"

This man, what a big shelf!

The little servant was frightened and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, that weird man doesn't understand etiquette, why should my lord bother with him?"

"If it's just me who wants to see him, it's okay to wait, but the person who really wants to see him is my young master. How many people in this Zhanjiang city are qualified to let my young master wait?" The middle-aged man glanced lightly. He glanced at the young man, then ignored the young man and went straight upstairs.

The middle-aged man's own cultivation base is not weak at all, and he has reached the top of the whirlpool, which shows how extraordinary the status of the son he talks about is.

To be able to make a strong man in the upper realm of the vortex willingly act as a guard, either the strength is terrifyingly strong, or the status is extraordinary.

The boy's expression changed suddenly: "You mean, Mr. Lei?"

He dared not offend the middle-aged man in front of him, let alone the notorious little devil behind the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man paused slightly, and said indifferently: "If my son hadn't seen this person interesting and asked me to invite him, do you think I would come to see him?" He said disdainfully: "Do you think I would believe these pretentious tricks?" Is it?" From his point of view, Zhang Yu is a liar, although he is mysterious, but a liar is a liar, no matter how mysterious he is, it can't change this fact.

He doesn't believe that there are really people in this world who can see through the fate of heaven and earth.

Even if such a strange person really exists in the world, it is impossible to appear in the small city of Zhanjiang.

Hearing this, the servant didn't dare to say any more, for fear that an inappropriate sentence would lead to death.

Seeing that the young man tactfully stepped aside, the middle-aged man showed a satisfied smile, then went upstairs and walked straight to the door of the private room.

"Is this the place?" The middle-aged man glanced at the boy.

"Yes, that weird person is right here." The servant said cautiously.

"Okay, I don't have anything to do with you now, let's go." The middle-aged man waved his hand at the boy.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but when he thought of his middle-aged identity and the little devil behind him, he immediately backed away.

The middle-aged man walked to the door, raised his fist, and knocked on the door brutally.

"Bang bang bang..."

His strength was not small, and the entire door was trembling slightly, and there was a piercing sound.

Zhang Yu frowned, and said to the door: "Didn't you tell me? If you want to see me, just wait for it!"

"Peng!" As soon as Zhang Yu finished speaking, the entire door shook suddenly, and immediately collapsed.

Ao Xiaoran, who was eating happily, was taken aback by this scene, stopped immediately, and looked at Zhang Yu aggrieved.

Zhang Yu touched Ao Xiaoran's dragon horn tenderly, and said with a smile, "Go ahead and eat, and leave other matters to my brother."

After comforting Ao Xiaoran, Zhang Yu raised his head and looked forward, his face became gloomy.

The middle-aged man walked in with a blank expression, his eyes fell on Zhang Yu, and he said in a deep voice, "Are you the old man Tianji?"

Zhang Yu's expression remained unchanged, he stared at the middle-aged man without saying a word.

"Old man, my son wants to see you. Now, stand up immediately and follow me." The middle-aged man couldn't see through Zhang Yu's cultivation base at all, but he didn't think Zhang Yu's cultivation base was higher than his own. As an ordinary person pretending to be a ghost, his words are full of orders, "It doesn't matter if you have real skills or pretend to be a ghost, the person my young master calls for to meet, you must go to see him immediately!"

The boy stood at the door with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Old man, Mr. Lei is of extraordinary status, you'd better go over there." The young man persuaded.

Zhang Yu unhurriedly picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then raised his head to look at the middle-aged man, and slowly uttered a word: "Get lost!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the middle-aged man and the boy changed.

"Presumptuous!" The middle-aged man suddenly became angry, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Old man, are you tired of working!"

The boy also said anxiously: "Old man, be careful, be careful! Be careful not to speak out!"

But Zhang Yu didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them at all, and he didn't care about the murderous eyes of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he said coldly: "If my son hadn't asked to see you by name, I would have killed you just based on what I just did!"

After a pause, he stepped forward, stretched out his palm, and grabbed Zhang Yu's shoulder: "Old man, come with me!"

But as soon as his palm reached halfway, it was firmly grasped by the other hand, unable to move.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he looked at the owner of the hand, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

I missed it!

He never expected that this seemingly ordinary old man actually possessed such terrifying power. With one hand, he was grasped firmly firmly, making him unable to move at all.

"Let go!" The middle-aged man shouted fiercely, all the strength in his body suddenly burst out.

However, when his strength just burst out, Zhang Yu seemed to have expected it in advance, and let go of his palm, causing his whole body to back up one after another, and the soles of his feet also forcibly stepped on the floor, making an ear-piercing 'click' Cracks, like spider webs, covered the entire floor of the private room, and even the tables and wooden cabinets in the room shook slightly.

"Too weak." Zhang Yu shook his head, his expression still extremely calm.

Indeed, for him, the strong in the vortex are too weak to pose any threat to him at all.

Although his cultivation is only in the middle of the vortex, which is lower than that of the middle-aged, the mysterious power in his body is extremely terrifying, enough to compare with the upper-level of Danxuan. Not to mention that the middle-aged is the most powerful in Zhanjiang Mansion A real cultivator is probably not his opponent. If he takes a pill that increases his cultivation level similar to Xuan Li Dan, he can even have the strength of the lower realm of Ling Xuan in a short period of time.

Even he himself didn't realize until now that his own strength was already so strong.

After staying with Ou Shenfeng, Qianmian Yaohu and others for a long time, he almost forgot that he also possesses not weak strength!

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yu with apprehension, and when he heard Zhang Yu's evaluation, he was angry and anxious, but he didn't dare to do anything easily.

"Who the hell are you!" The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yu in amazement, his face was a little ugly. The fight just now made him very embarrassed.

"Me? Don't you already know? I am the old man Tianji, as if it were fake!" Zhang Yu smiled lightly, without the slightest complacency on his face, as if what he just did was just a trivial matter.

After understanding Zhang Yu's strength, the middle-aged man's attitude softened a lot, and he said in a deep voice, "Old Man Tianji, I just said that it is my young master who wants to see you. If you are smart, you'd better let me see you now." He, otherwise, even if you have not weak strength, you will not be able to get out of Zhanjiang City."

He didn't know how powerful Zhang Yu was, but he didn't think Zhang Yu could surpass the old patriarch of the Lei family.

The status of the old patriarch of the Lei family in Zhanjiang Prefecture is just like that of Shentuce in Tongzhou Prefecture. In terms of cultivation, the cultivation base of the old patriarch of the Lei family is even one level higher than that of Shentu Ce. Not one of the most powerful cultivators in the government.

The middle-aged man knew that he was not Zhang Yu's opponent, so he could only use his son's name to threaten Zhang Yu.

"Your son? I don't know him!" Zhang Yu looked at the middle-aged man calmly, "If you leave now, I don't need to worry about what happened just now."

"Old Man Tianji, are you sure you want to fight against my son?" The middle-aged man's face became even more gloomy, "You'd better think carefully before making a decision!"

But Zhang Yu ignored him, treated him like air, picked up a vegetable leaf, and chewed slowly.

"Old man Tianji, are you really stubborn?" The middle-aged man was startled and angry.

He understood his young master's temper, if he failed to complete the task assigned by the young master, he would be severely punished!

No, no matter what, this person must be brought back!

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and slowly pulled out the long sword behind his back. Although he knew that he was no match for the old man of Tianji, he had no other choice but to bite the bullet and fight. Even if he failed in the end, he It can also prove that I have tried my best, and only in this way can I avoid punishment.

Zhang Yu glanced at the middle-aged man in surprise: "What courage!"

He also didn't expect that the middle-aged man would dare to attack him even though he knew he was no match for him.

"However, are you sure you want to continue?" Zhang Yu said lightly: "If you do it again, I won't show mercy!"

The middle-aged man didn't answer, he held his long sword tightly and held his breath, looking determined.

Zhang Yu just looked at him so firmly, his slightly sleepy appearance made him look a little lazy, as if he didn't take middle age seriously at all.

"Hey!" The middle-aged man let out a muffled cry. The long sword tightly held in his hand shone like the light of a star, and he swung it towards Zhang Yu with lightning speed. The place where it passed was like the trail left by the moving stars, with countless white light spots, converging into a light belt.

Spirit-level superior martial skill: Broken Star Sword!

This is the martial skill that the middle-aged man is proud of, and it is also his greatest achievement in Lei's family!

With this martial skill, he is enough to defeat most of the top vortex experts, and he can be ranked among the top ten in the entire Zhanjiang Mansion!

The middle-aged man was well aware of Zhang Yu's power, and once he made a move, it was the most powerful attack, and he did not conduct meaningless temptations at all.

The boy outside the private room was dumbfounded at this moment. He never expected that Zhang Yu and the middle-aged man would fight directly in the private room. The fight just now had broken the floor of the private room, and now they are fighting again , I am afraid that the entire private room will be overwhelmed...

He even suspected that the battle between the two would affect the entire restaurant, causing the entire restaurant to collapse.

However, he didn't dare to stop at all, two powerful practitioners were fighting, and he was an ordinary person, what right did he have to intervene?

Beside the table, Zhang Yu was sitting on a wooden chair, staring at the middle-aged man coming with a sword, and slowly stretched out a finger.

Facing the sharp long sword that contained terrifying power, he actually directly blocked it with his fingers!

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was overjoyed, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "How dare you use your fingers to resist, you are looking for death!"

Between the lightning and the flint, the slender fingers collided with the blade of the sword that was shining coldly: "Ding!"

The crisp sound of gold and stone, like ripples on the surface of water, slowly rippled in the private room.