The seriously injured Green Snake was quickly carried to the group's infirmary.
After receiving the news, Guan Sheng rushed there immediately. When he saw the green snake lying on the hospital bed and being wiped of blood by medical staff over and over again, murderous intent suddenly poured out like a tide.
At this moment, Green Snake still had the last bit of consciousness left. After she watched Li Yuyan being taken away by the white-haired old Taoist, she immediately contacted the people of Yuyan Group.
At this moment, after seeing the boss Guan Sheng, a trace of guilt also rose in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, boss, I...I failed to protect my sister-in-law!"
"That guy is a legendary warrior from the Dragon Kingdom. I heard my master mention that this group of people from the Dragon Kingdom have extremely terrifying methods. I... I'm not good at learning!"
Guan Sheng drove straight in and asked directly: "Where is that guy?"
Green Snake: "That guy said that at seven o'clock in the evening, he wants you to meet him at Bihai Waterfall outside the city."
"Outside the city?" Guan Sheng narrowed his eyes: "Bihai Waterfall!"
Huang Meigui's expression changed: "That is an extremely steep cliff waterfall."
"Just right!"
Guan Sheng shouted angrily: "Let his old man be buried there."
"I don't care who he is."
"If you dare to touch my woman, I will kill him!"
After the words fell, Guan Sheng quickly rushed to the door, his footsteps were like thunder, and he rushed out of the group.
——
The night is as dark as ink and clouds are like curtains. Before seven o'clock in the evening, you can hear the sound of footsteps in the mountains and rivers like a storm.
Guan Sheng is extremely fast and doesn't care about any ambush.
He knew that the other party must be coming for him.
Never hurt your wife because of yourself.
The patter of rain is as sharp as a needle or a knife.
The pressure in the air also makes people breathless.
It is obvious that this place is deserted and deserted.
The gloomy wind always blows like thousands of troops descending.
Soon, Guan Sheng stepped on the leaves and landed on an elm tree, staring angrily at the waterfall twenty meters away.
The flying stream plummeted down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen into the sky.
This poem is perfect to describe the scene at this moment.
The waterfall flowing down rapidly from the cliff slapped against the stone walls between the cliffs.
The sound of impact was as shocking as thunder.
It was even more shocking.
And on the edge of the waterfall, there is a pavilion.
An old man sat cross-legged in the pavilion. When he opened his eyes, the atmosphere of the surrounding world quietly changed.
"Guan, you're here!"
Behind him, Li Yuyan, who was bound by Wuhua, kept struggling.
But the rope seemed to have been specially made. The harder she struggled, the tighter the rope became.
In just a few hours, her body was already showing marks of various sizes.
In the night rain, her struggling voice seemed even more helpless and weak.
The white-haired Taoist gently patted Li Yuyan on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, your husband is here, and you will soon be able to watch him die in front of you."
Guan Sheng's eyes narrowed, and the long knife between his sleeves suddenly fell into his hand.
There is no opening line.
No nonsense.
There was no time for hesitation.
He moved.
I saw that he was like an eagle, his steps were like shooting stars, and the long knife in his hand slashed at the white-haired Taoist with a sharp edge in the rain.
"Move my wife!"
"You——must die!"
After the blade cut down, an invisible sword energy burst out and dispersed the rainwater into mist.
The white-haired old man's face was as calm as a flat lake and as quiet as the sky. He just smiled faintly: "Arrogant!"
After the words fell, he gently raised his hand, twisted a branch and flicked it out.
"boom!"
The branch collided with Guan Sheng's invisible sword energy and fell apart instantly.
The sword energy was also offset.
The white-haired Taoist was slightly shocked: "Oh? That's interesting!"
"The power of the sword energy forcibly slashed by the strength of the arm is comparable to the external energy of a sainted warrior."
"This kind of brute strength is probably not comparable to that of the giants outside the country. Boy, is it possible that you have the blood of the giants in you?"
While he was talking, Guan Sheng had already arrived in front of him.
"You talk too much!"
He came with a chopping knife.
The white-haired Taoist waved his hand and made a powerful clang before opening the long knife.
The other hand waved again, and all the stones around him flew into the air at this moment and turned into murderous weapons, flying towards Guan Sheng.
Every stone created a sonic boom, so deafening that it even drowned out the sound of the waterfall.
Guan Sheng's face changed slightly, he stepped on the ground and turned over, dodging as nimbly as a swallow.
And when a stone flew past his ear.
The sonic boom also affected him quite a bit.
His arms shook slightly after he landed.
"boom!"
The sleeves fell apart, and the iron block tied to his arms immediately fell off the cliff.
Just for a moment——
"boom!"
The iron block stirred up waves thousands of feet high on the lake surface under the cliff.
At that moment, the white-haired Taoist finally lost his smile.
If an ordinary piece of iron is thrown into the lake, the water wave that splashes one meter is already very heavy.
But the iron blocks tied up in the sanctuary moved thousands of feet!
This... what kind of iron piece is this?
In other words, the knife that this guy just swung was still swung with this iron block tied to it.
Even with such a terrifying load, how could he still have the brute force comparable to that of a sainted warrior to lift this iron block?
In an instant, the white-haired Taoist realized the danger.
It was just that it was too late to react at this time.
When Guan Sheng stepped forward again, the "clash" of the knife made a harsh cicada sound, and even the space seemed to have been cut open.
The white-haired Taoist's expression changed, and he waved his hand and unleashed all the energy in his body to form an invisible barrier.
But the energy that makes countless warriors proud is only at this moment.
There was a "bang" sound, followed by an explosion, and it shattered.
The sainted warrior was startled. He quickly ducked his head and dodged, then hurriedly slapped the ground with his palms, stood up, and fled towards the distance.
"What a strong sword!"
Even the protective energy was chopped into pieces.
This guy...he...what kind of devil is he!
At this moment, the white-haired Taoist finally understood how Qi Xiaolong died.
The strength of the guy in front of him is completely beyond the scope of what a warrior can understand.
His death was not caused by stupidity, arrogance, or seeking death.
It's...it's pure...crushing strength!
That's right!
Absolute crushing!
Thinking about this, the white-haired Taoist realized that he could no longer stay. This person's strength was completely comparable to that of the sainted warrior. I am afraid that only the peak sainted warrior could compete with him.
If you stay, there will be only death.
He took long strides and used extremely strange and fast steps, actually jumping in the forest.
Riding the wind and stepping on the leaves.
Through the forest and the sea.
The body is like a swimming dragon.
Heaven and earth!
In just the blink of an eye, he was hundreds of meters away from Guan Sheng.
He stood on a tree, looking at Guan Sheng in the pavilion in the wind, and said with a smile: "Boy, I admit that you are indeed powerful."
"Compared to the speed, you are garbage!"
"You killed Qi Xiaolong and took away 50 billion from several big shots in Kyoto."
"If you provoke Qingshan Daomen and the powerful people in the secular world, you will die."
"I will spare your life today. When I return to the sect and ask for reinforcements, I will come and take your life."
"Keep the head on your neck and wait for death!"
As he spoke, the white-haired Taoist laughed heartily, looking arrogant.
only--
He was smiling and laughing, but suddenly... he couldn't laugh anymore.
Because he saw Guan Sheng holding a long knife and slashing towards his feet.
After the trouser legs split, two more pieces of cold iron slipped from the ankles and fell down the cliff.
Then, just like before!
"boom!"
The cold iron set off a wave of water thousands of feet high.
Swish!
The white-haired Taoist's smile disappeared!
Guan Sheng rubbed his neck, loosened the bones, and grinned in an arc.
"Now - it's much easier!"
"Bitch, do you think you can run away?"
