between battles.
Four thrones, one the day after tomorrow.
Walking at the forefront of the Imperial Guards was an old man carrying a broadsword.
As soon as this old man appeared, even Chongdong and Commander Chongda gave up the first place.
"Yuan Sandao?"
The uncle smiled. He didn't know the other little guys, but he still had some impressions of this old man.
He has a good memory.
When the ten seats in the Central Domain were competing for seats, Yuan Sandao didn't seem to have such an old face, even though the round had passed.
But the sword intent that looked down upon the world still left some impression on him.
Yuan Sandao narrowed his eyes and walked out.
Anyone could think that the sloppy uncle in front of him was an acquired talent. It took him half a day to find the gap in the space, and then split the twisted space with a knife. He did not dare to underestimate this person.
That sword intent, that ability to fold space...
Who dares to say that this guy is just an acquired talent?
The fact that he can be the only one standing in the middle of the battle should not be underestimated.
Yuan Sandao knew that besides spiritual refiners, there were many terrifying avenues in this world.
For example, pure swordsmanship, specializing in "ancient swordsmanship", swordsmanship without any spiritual power.
Obviously, the person in front of me is very likely to be in this special situation.
"Who are you……"
He lowered his head and asked in a solemn voice.
In the entire Eastern Heaven Realm, he is basically familiar with the powerful ones on the throne.
The person in front of him did give him a somewhat similar feeling, but if he really wanted to recall it, he couldn't remember every detail of it.
Even now, this man was standing like this. The more Yuan Sandao wanted to see this man's face clearly, the blurry his vision became.
"How can it be?"
Yuan Sandao was surprised.
He didn't think that the opening of the White Cave would attract the most powerful men to come here.
So now, there is only one possibility left.
This guy has a special way of covering up, but there is no doubt about his strength...
Extremely strong!
The uncle looked at the four people in front of him, shook his head slightly, there was not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, and then his hoarse voice sounded.
"You can't remember who I am, so skip this question."
He looked up at the sky.
"If you have any questions, ask them earlier... Well, I will give you three opportunities to ask questions. When the time is up, I will leave."
As he spoke, he dragged the sack off the ground and lifted it to his shoulder with a banging sound.
Chongdong was angry.
He is not a good-tempered person.
What is obvious here is the action of this guy like you.
There is a vacuum in the city, and everything is turned upside down. You say you want to leave us three opportunities to ask questions, and then leave?
What a bullshit joke!
"Boy, your cultivation level is not high, but your character is not small!"
"Three questions?"
"How about I cut you into three pieces, show mercy, and give you ten opportunities to ask questions and why?"
As soon as Chongdong finished speaking, Qiu Xuan and Liu Jing on one side became alert.
For people at their level, trash talk rarely works anymore.
If Chongdong can really anger the weird guy in front of him and force him to take action, maybe he can break the deadlock.
Opportunity!
Yuan Sandao is also waiting for this opportunity.
The uncle smiled.
He was not as nervous as the four people in front of him, and he didn't even look like he was facing a powerful enemy.
He really is like a rag picker, wandering around and making his home everywhere.
As a result, walking in this war situation filled with deep pits and filled with gunpowder smoke, there is still a sense of laxity about picking up iron.
"Boy?"
After repeating this sentence, the uncle's smile suddenly froze, and his cloudy eyes focused on Chongdong.
"I haven't heard anyone dare to call me that in front of me for a long time."
"This world is too busy. Everyone is walking in a hurry, as if they are rushing to be reincarnated."
"There are many ways to die, why would you choose this one?"
His tone was very calm, but a hint of anger could also be heard.
It seems that the existence of this sloppy uncle means that I can do whatever I want, but if you really tell me how to do whatever I want, you may have to do as I want!
Chongdong clearly didn't see any ruthlessness in this man's eyes.
But after this guy finished speaking, he felt an inexplicable panic!
"this……"
Chongdong was shocked. He was the throne. What kind of guy could make him have this kind of mentality of being timid before fighting?
"I am just joking?"
He put aside his panic, sneered, and said again: "It's just a talk. How dare you take action to make Tiansang City like this?"
"Tiansang City..."
The uncle shook his head and said, "I didn't do this here."
Chongdong laughed and pointed at the sack, "You didn't do it, how could it be done by the kid here?"
"That corpse!"
He pointed at the red dog's body and said with laughter: "That kid also beheaded him?"
The uncle sighed.
"If you really want to say that, it's not that you can't explain it this way. After all, I only made the last stab."
"Of course, I killed the person, I don't deny that."
"I have always been very fair in my work..."
He suddenly stopped and said, "Put your finger down!"
Chongdong's hand pointed at the red dog's body.
But the body was right near him.
It looked like he was being pointed at and spoken to.
The atmosphere became extremely solidified with the uncle's drink.
Even people outside the field realized that the situation was delicate and that it was quite explosive.
Chongdong's eyes narrowed, and he turned his fingers unyieldingly, pointing at the uncle.
"You look so arrogant? I can't even move my hands? Do you want to obey your words?" He sneered.
The uncle's fat sleeves moved, and the hand hidden inside seemed to be bent, but suddenly stopped.
He looked at Yuan Sandao in front of him, suppressed the urge to take action, and then looked back at Chongdong.
"Young man, I admire you very much. When I was young, I was very aggressive, but in this world..."
"You have to understand that things that are too strong are easy to break."
"You can easily die if you talk to others like this."
Chongdong laughed loudly: "Young man?"
He touched his chin, which was unshaven.
After taking a closer look at the man in front of him, it seemed that he had more beard than he did.
But that's because he is slovenly!
Looking at the bone age like this, you can't survive until you are a hundred years old. How dare you call yourself a young man?
He said happily: "You kid really comes when you open your mouth. How old are you? Have you been weaned?"
"Do you know how old your grandpa is?"
"You speak such arrogant words without looking at how much cultivation you have?"
"the day after tomorrow?"
"When I was traveling across the Eastern Region, you didn't know where to ejaculate... ah! Damn!"
Before he could finish speaking, a cry of pain came out of his mouth.
A severed finger was sliced in front of him, and blood spurted out.
The sword energy that came out of nowhere struck his scalp like this. If he hadn't reacted in time, his head would have flown out at this moment.
Chongdong was covered in cold sweat, which seeped out directly from his back.
However... shrinking?
nonexistent!
He caught Void's severed finger and already judged the general cultivation level of the man in front of him from this blow.
"throne!"
"Do it!"
