It is recorded in the ancient book "The Classic of Mountains and Seas. The Classic of Western Mountains" that "Sixty miles to the west is called Taihua Mountain. It is cut into four directions. It is five thousand feet high and ten miles wide. There are no birds or beasts living there, and there are snakes. It is named It’s called Fat Yi, with six legs and four wings, and when you see it, there will be a severe drought in the world.”
At this moment, Qingyang looked at the six-legged and four-winged figure behind him. He didn't have any luck anymore, he just ran as hard as he could. Ancient beasts, what kind of luck was this, that he could encounter this?
Fortunately, Qingyang is in the bone-tempering realm at this time, and all the bones in his body are tempered into diamond bones, which greatly increases his endurance, otherwise he would not be able to support it long ago.
The fat body was huge, and dust flew up as it ran, creating gusts of wind.
Qingyang's heart trembled at the sight of broken rocks and broken trees.
The man behind him was calm and composed, as if he didn't care about the vicious fat man at all.
While running, if the fat creature wanted to retreat when it saw that it couldn't catch up, the man would even tease it to make it continue to chase.
When Qingyang saw him like this while running, he couldn't help but scolded his mother, saying that he didn't deserve to be a son anymore.
But while he was cursing, Qingyang realized that the man behind him was obviously not afraid of the strange beast and was not teasing him while running around.
Then why didn't this man just take it away, instead of hanging himself somewhere near or far away?
It was obvious that this man was interested in his brother and sister.
But no matter what Qingyang thinks, he can't remember where he provoked this man.
After thinking hard to no avail, Qingyang simply stopped running and protected Qingli behind him. Then he held a long sword and suddenly stabbed the man running behind him.
"Wocao, you bastard!"
The man behind him did not expect Qingyang's sudden attack, but he was not nervous. He easily dodged Qingyang's sword and cursed with a smile.
Qingyang ignored it and quickly attacked with more than ten swords, but none of them could hurt him at all, and he easily neutralized them.
Qingyang has never met such a powerful person since his debut. Even when he and Qingyuan fought against the blue-eyed porcupine, he never felt such a powerless feeling.
Behind him, Qingli saw that Qingyang's ten attacks were easily neutralized by the man. Knowing that Qingyang was no match, he immediately took out the seven-star sword and stabbed the man in the neck while his back was turned to neutralize Qingyang's attack.
But the man seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He moved to the side and ran away. Then his left hand suddenly stretched out at a very strange angle and grasped Qingli's wrist holding the knife.
"You are such a good little girl, but you are so ruthless and want to kill me?"
As the man spoke, he exerted force on his hand, and Qingli felt as if his wrist was being burned with a soldering iron. He let go of his hand with a cry of pain, and the seven-star sword was immediately taken into the man's hand.
Qingyang heard Qingli's cries of pain, and became anxious and cursed angrily, "Fuck you, uncle!"
He was cursing the long sword in his hand for a straight slash, but he actually used the sword as a sword, slashing straight with the sword, no matter what the moves were.
Qingyang could finally see that this man must be a master far beyond his imagination. No matter what moves he made in his eyes, they were probably all done by a boy and were useless. It would be better to just use the simplest chopping method. .
With Qingyang's current perfect bone-tempering realm cultivation and the blessing of Zhanlu Sword, he could split a huge boulder weighing ten thousand kilograms with one sword. However, the man only blocked it easily with his short sword and killed Qingyang. Yang blocked it with his long sword, but Qingyang's arm was so shocked that he felt a dull pain.
Qingyang looked like a madman at this moment, and he didn't care about anything else, he just struck with his sword tirelessly.
And that man could clearly defeat or even kill Qingyang quickly, but he swung the seven-star sword with every move and blocked Qingyang's sword without fighting back.
He kept shouting "Killing, killing!".
At this time, the strange beast had already caught up with him, and Qingli turned pale with fright. The weapon in his hand had been taken away by the man, so he had to take out the short knife he had used before and hold it nervously.
However, the fat man chased him less than three feet away from them, and when the man glanced at him, the ferocious beast fat man did not dare to move anymore. Instead, he took a few steps back, his eyes full of fear.
At this time, Qingyang was slashing at the man with his sword crazily. He didn't see Fei Yi's performance, but Qingli kept staring at Fei Yi nervously. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
Who is this man? Just one glance made this fat remnant of an ancient beast afraid to move.
How such a strong man could come to tease their brothers and sisters for no reason was beyond comprehension.
It wasn't until Qingyang started chopping for a full quarter of an hour that Qingyang felt pain in his arms and it was difficult to even lift them up.
The man stopped yelling and said, "Hey, boy, that's it. You've been beating me for so long. I don't want to lose face. Let's take a rest."
"Have a rest, uncle."
Qingyang weakly struck out with his sword again, but stopped and looked at the man in front of him panting.
It stands to reason that Qingyang is now a perfect master of the Bone Tempering Realm. Even if he chops the sword continuously, he will not be so tired in just half a quarter of an hour. However, although the man only blocks at will, Qingyang's arms will hit him every time. There was a huge force that made his arms go limp.
Only then did Qingyang observe the man carefully, and saw that although the man's voice sounded young, he had silver hair, but his face was as rosy as a child's, and he didn't look old at all.
"It's really good for you to be able to hold on for a quarter of an hour under my block."
At this time, Qingyang also saw the fat man who dared not move in the distance, and his evaluation of the old man became even higher. Seeing that the old man had no murderous intention, but was very easy-going, he took a few deep breaths and said, "You old man. He is a living master, so why bother playing tricks on us brothers and sisters? If there is anything we need to do, just ask, we brothers and sisters will definitely do it according to our ability."
"Everyone else is doing their best, so how come you have to do what you can?"
The silver-haired old man asked with a smile.
"If we brothers and sisters can't do what senior said, and agree casually, wouldn't we miss senior's important event?"
"Good boy, don't worry, I'm not the type to force others into trouble."
"Ma Dan, if you don't force others to do something difficult, you have driven us away for so long with the ancient ferocious beasts?" Qingyang cursed in his heart, but kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes! How can a master like Senior force others to do something difficult?"
The look on his face was so flattering that Qingli could not help but hold his forehead and remain silent.
No wonder Qingyang is like this. This old man is really powerful. Maybe he is the legendary immortal cultivator. Didn't you see that he has silver hair but a face like a baby? What is this ability to rejuvenate one's youth if not an immortal?
If it weren't for the fact that he had been slashing with his sword for a quarter of an hour, Qingyang would have wanted to turn around and become his disciple.
