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Sima Chongting giggled, but he didn't even have the idea of hiding.
But when the big-footed girl was getting closer and closer to Sima Chongting, everyone's eyes were blurred, but they found that the bodyguard's body was flying backwards at the speed of a meteor!
"Plop!" It fell into the lake with a sound, splashing a skyward spray.
Everyone had no time to care about that poor soaked chicken, they all rubbed their eyes in astonishment.
At that moment just now, many people didn't see clearly what happened, and this bodyguard had already ended up like this.
This weird situation frightened many people to freeze in place.
"Heh, there is an expert here, you guys back off!"
Those ancient warriors brought by Duanmu Chengya and Lei Wei waved away Feng Jie's bodyguards and the Qin family's security guards.
The moment they found something tricky, they knew that these ordinary people couldn't help much.
And even if the crowd on the opposite side was reduced by half in an instant, there were still four No. 50 ancient warriors left.
This group of people unreservedly released their own aura, and the aura swept across the sky, attracting howling winds.
The strong wind landed on the ground, and the two lakes in the north and south kept shaking.
The ordinary people present were already trembling with fright at the scene, and ran away quickly.
"Old man, you were the one who did it just now, right?"
A strong young man in a black gown pointed at the green-browed Taoist in front of Sima Chongting and shouted angrily.
It could only be this person who took action to protect Sima Chongting just now.
Facing the voice of questioning, the old man with green brows still bowed his head, shaking and shaking, as if he was dozing off.
Undoubtedly, this lazy demeanor immediately angered the group of people opposite.
"Old guy, I made you pretend to be deep!"
The young and strong man who just opened his mouth took the lead, took seven steps on his feet, and threw a straight punch at the old man with green eyebrows.
This fist seemed to be covered with invisible gas, and the air was rattling when it was cut.
In the void, there seemed to be a cannon fire.
"Ding! Trigger the proficiency-level copy ability, copy the target Gu Qiwu [Seven-step Bengquan]..."
And seeing the young man's fist approaching the old Taoist's chest, the jaw-dropping scene reappeared.
"boom!"
"what--"
After a scream, the arrogant young man spit blood out of his mouth like a kite with a broken string.
"Puff-"
There is one less person on the shore, and another unlucky person in the lake.
Everyone was shocked and their faces were solemn.
This young man is not like the bodyguard just now, he is a real ancient martial artist.
He is from [Bengquanmen] in Dongting Province, a young talent hired by Duanmu Chengya at a high price, and a well-known ancient martial arts genius on the Tao.
But such a No. [-] person was defeated without any surprise, quietly, and simply!
The people present no longer dared to underestimate the drowsy old Taoist priest, and their eyes became serious in an instant.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 1274 Terrible Old Way
Following the strong young man, another middle-aged woman in a black dress came out.
She has short curly hair, and there is a sparkle between her eyebrows and eyes.
I saw her salute to Qingmei old Taoist, and asked respectfully: "Nie Xiaoqing, the descendant of [Fengshen Leg] in Lower Youzhou Province, dare to ask senior's name?"
Unexpectedly, the old man with green eyebrows still didn't bother to open his eyelids. What's even more outrageous was that everyone seemed to hear the faint snore coming from his nose.
This person fell asleep in full view!
Ye Hongda was very interested, and couldn't help looking at the old Taoist Qingmei.
"Ding! Trigger the mastery-level see-through ability, see through the target..."
"Ding! At present, the proficiency of seeing through is not enough, so I can't see any information."
Ye Hong's heart trembled. In the past, no matter how strong the opponent was, no matter how poor his ability to see through, he could see the slightest clue.
But Ye Hongda couldn't help but be surprised that no information could be seen from the green-browed Taoist.
This can only mean one thing.
This person is stronger than anyone Ye Hong has ever met!
At the moment Ye Hong's eyes were focused on the old Taoist priest, the Qingmei old Taoist also opened his eyes in an instant, staring closely at Ye Hong.
At that moment, Ye Hong seemed to feel an invisible cage descending around him.
This cage is composed of countless sword qi, surrounding every inch of air around Ye Hong.
As long as Ye Hong made a slight move, he would be strangled to pieces by these sword qi!
Ye Hong was terrified in his heart, could it be that his spying was discovered by him?
What a sharp sense!
It's just that the murderous gaze immediately dissipated.
Because someone else caught the old Taoist's attention.
It turned out that Nie Xiaoqing, who was on the opposite side, had already shot angrily when he saw that the old Taoist ignored her.
"Too deceiving!"
Nie Xiaoqing gave a coquettish cry, and her thin body jumped into the air.
I saw her slender legs alternately back and forth in the air, actually stepping out of shadows.
"Ancient Martial Skill·Fengshen Leg!"
The legs are like the wind, rolling up the dust in the sky.
In mid-air, Nie Xiaoqing stepped on the top of Qingmei Old Daoist's head like a Valkyrie, stepping on strong kicks.
But this time, everyone finally saw the trajectory of the old Taoist's attack.
I saw that the wooden sword in his arms changed from a hug to a swing, waved it lightly into the air, and then immediately retracted it into his arms.
There was not even a trace of breath in the whole process.
But just like that, Nie Xiaoqing paused strangely in the air.
Immediately, Nie Xiaoqing's face turned pale for a while, and she let out a scream in the air, and countless streaks of blood suddenly splashed out from her legs!
"Puff-"
The old Taoist seemed to like throwing people into the lake.
Nie Xiaoqing is no exception.
Before her body was close to two meters in front of the old Taoist priest, she had already flown upside down into the lake.
The blood oozing from the wound on the foot dyed the lake on the shore red.
Someone immediately dragged the injured away.
But the rest of the people present were swallowing nervously, looking at the old man with the green eyebrows in horror, no one dared to take a step forward.
After paying the price of several people one after another, they already understood that this old Taoist priest is definitely not someone they can afford.
But outside the crowd, Duanmu Chengya and the others, who couldn't see the doorway, saw that the crowd stopped coming forward, and immediately shouted anxiously: "What are you doing in a daze?
If one can't beat them, won't they go together? !
What a bunch of pig brains! "
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 1275
The group of ancient martial artists who were reprimanded felt bitter.
In the ancient martial arts circle, sometimes the huge gap in strength cannot be made up by the number of people.
But it is obvious that Duanmu Chengya and those outsiders don't understand this truth.
The ancient martial artists who were urged and even forced by them could only grit their teeth and charge towards the Qingmei old man.
All of a sudden, countless auras of ancient qi and martial arts condensed into a long dragon, devouring towards the old green-browed Taoist on the ground.
The old Taoist raised his green eyebrows slightly, and swung the wooden sword forward in a mysterious fan shape.
The wooden sword soars into the sky like a cloud.
An invisible storm condensed out of the air without prelude.
The storm centered on Qingmei Laodao and spread outward in a fan shape.
The storm is getting stronger and stronger, blowing sand and dust in and out of the lake, and the water waves are shaking.
"Ka-ka-ka-"
The hundred-year-old banyan trees on both sides of the square could not withstand the storm, and many branches were broken off.
The guests who were watching under the tree were wailed and wailed after being hit by the branches.
Countless people covered their eyes, which were hit by the storm and dust, and said in shock: How could such a strange wind suddenly blow in such a good weather?
Storms come and go quickly.
When everyone opened their eyes again, they saw a person lying on the ground in front of Qingmei Old Daoist!
Those menacing ancient martial artists were all unconscious on the ground at this time.
Without exception, their clothes were all torn, as if they had been cut by something.
Behind the Qingmei old Taoist, Cai Jiannan, Ye Hong and others were intact, not even half a grain of sand on their bodies.
Ye Hong's eyes lit up, and a frenzy flashed across the eyes of the old man with green eyebrows.
He had just witnessed the moment when Qingmei Laodao drew his sword.
He also understood that the sudden storm was summoned by this old Taoist priest!
And those ancient qi warriors were all wounded, crushed, and defeated by the sword qi in the storm!
Ye Hong was very interested in this wonderful method of calling the wind and rain.
For the first time, he discovered that there seemed to be a realm that he had never been in contact with in ancient qi and martial arts.
And that was the sharp edge displayed by the green-browed old Taoist priest!
A touch of determination quietly emerged in Ye Hong's heart.
Lei Wei, Duanmu Chengya, Qin Guang, Feng Jie... Jiang Qiuhuan, Qin Shou, Lei Peng, Duanmu Chi...
As well as those guests of the Qin family, they were all dumbfounded.
What the hell just happened?
Why did those masters fall down like this?
The Qingmei old man put away the wooden sword, but hugged the wooden sword again, his brows and eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep again.
For some reason, looking at the drowsy old man, everyone suddenly recalled Sima Chongting's words just before the war started.
"Hell is here, come here."
When these words echoed in everyone's minds again, a chilly breath lingered in their hearts instantly, making the people present tremble uncontrollably.