Qingtian's iron spear had stabbed the old man firmly, but the old man's robe was pierced tightly, but he did not suffer any harm.
"Hehehe, boy, since your two precious little pimples have already saved your life, why are you here to die?" The old man grabbed the tip of the iron gun with one hand, grinned, and Qingtian's iron gun was restrained again. Living.
"Qingtian, abandon the gun!" Jiahai shouted from the side.
Qingtian held the gun with both hands, and a surge of momentum came out. All the dust was shaken up within a three-foot radius under his feet, and his momentum was high.
"Get up!" Qingtian pressed the gun barrel to the ground, stepped on the gun barrel with one foot, held the gun body with both hands, and jerked it upwards.
This time, the old man was finally carried flying by the iron gun.
"Strike the sea!" Qingtian saw that the move worked and shouted loudly.
Jia Hai arrived early with a gun and shot out early, stabbing the old man's throat with a cold light.
There was a sneer on the corner of the old man's mouth. He had nowhere to draw strength in the air, so this shot would definitely hit. But he still held Qingtian's iron spear in his hand. He sensed Jihai's attack, so he grabbed Qingtian's spear and pulled it in front of him, holding it across his throat. This shot.
"Clang!" There was a loud sound that shocked the surrounding Xigui soldiers to cover their ears. Some even had blood slowly oozing out of their ears.
"Suffer death!" The old man was already upside down on top of Qingtian's head, and his free hand reached down from top to bottom to reach Qingtian's head.
"!" Everyone was shocked.
Seeing that this claw was about to grab Qingtian's head, the old man retracted his palm. The huge ax blade passed by the old man's palm. If he had withdrawn it more slowly, he would have cut off all the palms.
The old man had just retracted his palm to avoid the risk of being severed by the giant axe, but unexpectedly, several strong winds hit him at the same time!
Tui Lin jumped into the air and struck the old man's waist and abdomen with a whip kick. The kick was so powerful that the old man grunted vaguely.
Lan Yue flashed to Qing Tian, reached out with one hand, put his arm around the old man's neck, and directly dragged him out of the air and threw him to the ground.
A burst of sword energy struck, slashing across the waist and abdomen where Lin had just been kicked, breaking both sides with one sword! The master of the sword energy landed lightly next to Qingtian and Lanyue, and Zangyun also rushed to take action.
"Qingtian, avenged your eagle!" Zangyun sheathed his sword and said to Qingtian. The three people came from three directions and attacked together. The old man had no chance of surviving.
Qingtian opened his eyes wide, and swept the iron gun in his hand left and right, hitting Zangyun and Lanyue, and gently slapped them away.
Four rays of red light flashed across the place where the two stood, and they were thrown into the air. If Qingtian hadn't rescued them in time, the two of them would have been hit by now.
"What's going on?" Everyone looked intently. The old man who had just been cut into two pieces by Zangyun's sword was seen supporting his upper body again, his expression was as usual, and there was no sign of pain at all. Not only that, his lower body also moved. He pushed his feet on the ground and moved his upper body little by little. Soon, the two halves of his body were pieced together.
This scene not only shocked all Chen Congwei, but even the surrounding Xigui soldiers were so shocked that their mouths opened. Can they be pieced together and restored after being broken in two? Is that human being?
The old man ignored the surprised looks of the others and continued to piece himself together, then slowly stood up: "I'm already this old, and you guys don't know how to be nicer to an old man like me...cough cough cough."
"Ahem..." Although Zhou Ziru was behind the formation, he also learned about what happened here through the reports from the surrounding soldiers, and was so shocked that he coughed.
"What kind of evil skill is this? How come I haven't heard of it before?" Although Zhou Ziru lives in the capital, he knows a lot about the martial arts moves, techniques and mental methods of various martial arts schools in the world, but he has never heard of someone who can recover after being cut in two. exercises.
"Prime Minister Zhou, why don't you... take shelter for a while." Liang Ying advised from the side.
Zhou Ziru turned to look at Liang Ying. Although he hid it well, Zhou Ziru could still see a trace of fear in him. Looking around, the faces of the surrounding Yulin Army officers also had a layer of fear on their faces.
Can this person still be a human being if he is cut off but not dead? Is it possible to win a war with someone who cannot be beaten to death? Everyone already has the answer in their mind: "Can't win." And I don’t know how many people with evil martial arts skills are on the opposite side. I’m afraid that if they really fight, they will be completely defeated.
"Wait a moment, don't leave in a hurry." Zhou Ziru continued to look towards the opponent's formation. The Chen Congwei are still there. If there is nothing they can do, it will not be too late to leave. Zhou Ziru now has no other good solution but to pin his hopes on them.
On this side, the rest of Chen Congwei slowly retreated and gathered together, guarding against the "resurrected" old man.
"One human life is exchanged for the lives of two birds. You will make a lot of money." The old man got up shakily and touched his belly. Everyone saw that his stomach had completely recovered, without even a scar.
The old man twisted his waist and made a "creak" sound: "Okay, it's my turn to take action next!"
"Old man, if your back is not good, you should rest for a while. Don't spread the word that our juniors bullied you, what do you think?" A voice came from behind the old man. The old man felt horrified and quickly turned around and looked behind him.
A smiling, seemingly harmless young man stood behind the old man. If there was anything threatening about his body, it would be the long sword at his waist.
"Siqing Sword!" The old man recognized the long sword on Yi Xiaodao's waist at a glance.
Yi Xiaodao didn't care that the old man recognized his Siqing Sword. After all, his master Si Wangnan used to be a famous swordsman in the world. Although he didn't see his amazing talent and beauty, this didn't mean that Si Wangnan was a famous swordsman in the world. Wangnan is not worthy of its name.
"Old man, may I ask your name?" Yi Xiaodao asked. Si Wangnan also told him that many people in the world could know each other better only by knowing their identity.
The old man looked Yi Xiaodao up and down, and he had already guessed his identity. He was Yi Xiaodao, a disciple of Si Wangnan, who had become famous in the world and in the court! The old man didn't show any gesture, but cupped his hands: "I'm Chi Xueyu!"
Yi Xiaodao's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Of course he knew about Chi Xueyu. Not only did his Si Wangnan mention it, but his eldest brother Hu Lishan also mentioned it many times.
Chi Xueyu was once recognized as the number one devil in martial arts sects. There is no other reason, just because he has practiced an evil skill, specializing in sucking the flesh and blood of living creatures, absorbing the essence and blood, and turning it into his own skill. No one knows how many living people and animals he has consumed, and how many sects have hunted and suppressed him, but none of them succeeded.
Later, Hua Wufeng, the second master of Taiyi, took action, and Chi Xueyu was defeated and escaped with serious injuries. In the arena, the second and third positions are also determined by this, and the top three will never change.
Si Wangnan once said, if you see Chi Xueyu, don't take action, just run away immediately and you will be safe. However, Hu Lishan's statement was different from Si Wangnan's. He said that Chi Xueyu was now very old. If he had been in the past, he might have avoided him, but now, he was afraid that he had become an old man, so there was no need to be too alarmed. fear.
"Master has been away from the Jianghu for many years. I think he doesn't know about Chi Xueyu, but Brother Hu has been wandering around the Jianghu. His words may be trustworthy." Yi Xiaodao has made up his mind. Today, he has soldiers and generals on his side. With the help of Chen Congwei, he is ready to explore the background of this once most powerful demon in the world.
Yi Xiaodao also bowed, giving this old antique a bit of sympathy: "I heard that Senior Chi has retired from the world for many years and has no interest in worldly affairs. Why is he coming back now? Is it for fame and wealth?"
Yi Xiaodao deliberately said this to ridicule him. With his gray hair, he was afraid that the loess had already been buried up to his neck. If he tried to compete for fame, he would make people laugh. Even if he fought for it, he would still have a few more years. Time to enjoy?
Chi Xueyu didn't take it seriously. Yi Xiaodao said it very politely. He thought that when he was young, the abuse and ridicule he encountered were much heavier than this. He immediately put his hands into his sleeves, looking like an old farmer working in the fields: "Wu Dinggong is joking, fame and fortune, glory and wealth, etc., I have only a few years to enjoy it." As he said, he shook his head, with a look on his face. A miserable look.
"However, I have a hobby, just like Hu Lishan, which is a bit of oral desire. This is something that only the prince can satisfy me." Chi Xueyu's prince is naturally referring to King Xigui.
Yi Xiaodao frowned and asked, "Do you know Brother Hu?"
Chi Xueyu smiled "haha": "You have the smell of that big rat on your body, how could I not smell it? And judging from your appearance, you must have already known all about me. In addition to the big rat looking at people with vicious eyes I can’t think of another person besides being a big-mouthed person who likes to talk nonsense.”
Yi Xiaodao nodded slowly: "With a master like Senior Chi under King Xigui's command, he is indeed qualified to compete in the world."
"Boy, don't worry about it. If the prince has any capable people, you will know for yourself if you try it yourself. Don't talk here!" Chi Xueyu is an old man after all, and he has no idea about Yi Xiaodao's words. He continued, but retorted.
Yi Xiaodao nodded: "It's okay, there are many of us anyway. Big brothers."
"Master, please give me your orders!" Qingtian and the other six people responded in unison.
"Senior Chi, I'll just take care of you. Please go and entertain King Xigui." Yi Xiaodao said politely.
"I will obey the Lord's orders!" The six people responded in unison. Qingtian looked at the Yingyu on the ground and wanted to speak again, but he was pulled aside by Jiahai.
Chi Xueyu sniffed and frowned: "Why does it smell like paste? Boy, is your blood dry?"
Yi Xiaodao stretched out a hand in front of him, and a ball of fire suddenly ignited, covering Yi Xiaodao's entire palm, shocking the people around him to retreat. After the Xigui soldiers made several concessions, the space left for Yi Xiaodao and Chi Xueyu was large enough.
"Clean, calcined extremely cleanly!"
