Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

"Is it an old friend?"

Lin Bei heard a somewhat familiar voice, but couldn't remember which old friend it was for a while.

At the beginning, Zhao Caiyan disguised herself, her body proportions, and even her voice changed, so he couldn't recognize her, which was normal.

But the "old man" right now did not hide his voice, otherwise he would not feel familiar.

But even so, Lin Bei still couldn't remember which old friend it was.

"Since you are an old friend, let's go forward and check."

Lin Bei couldn't recall the identity of the owner of the sound, and when he heard the sound of fighting coming from far to near, and gradually coming towards this side, he simply didn't think about it anymore.

The general strength of the three of them has been estimated by Lin Bei, and he is confident that he can wipe out the three of them by himself, not to mention, there is a helper by his side at this moment, so there is basically no danger.

"go!"

Lin Bei made a decision, so he took Zhao Caiyan to meet the fight.

The two of them were like the wind, piercing through layers of black mist, tearing apart the haze of vision.

"Who!"

The three people who were fighting fiercely also quickly noticed that someone was approaching at a high speed, and Grandmaster Guo Xing shouted in a low voice.

Soon, the three of them saw clearly the appearance of the two visitors.

"It's you! Lin Fan!"

After seeing the figure emerging from the dense fog, the master who was hunted down was surprised, and after the surprise, he was ecstatic.

"Hahaha! That's great, the sky can't stop me! The sky can't stop me!!"

The grand master laughed wildly, and swung the sharp sword in his hand with a more violent sword light, forcing the two of them back immediately.

"Grandmaster Yueyang! It turned out to be you"

Lin Bei came to stand still five or six feet away from the fierce battle, and finally saw the face of the hunted person clearly, with a look of surprise on his face.

"It turned out to be Grandmaster Yueyang, no wonder I have a sense of familiarity, but I can't remember who it is!"

Lin Bei suddenly realized, and thought of the strange old man in front of him.

Two years ago, he was coveted and hunted down by the eight great masters because of the quasi-soldier, and he tried his best to kill four of them, but in the end he was still powerless.

At that time, Grandmaster Yueyang was also in the ranks who came to chase and kill him, but after seeing his strength, he quietly changed his mind and chose to "save" his life.

At that time, Grandmaster Yueyang saved his life in order to invest in him in order to obtain returns in the future.

It can be said that the purpose of such a life-saving grace is not pure.

But the nature of his life-saving grace has not changed. Lin Bei didn't mind at the time and made a promise.

In the past two years, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Sun family, his whereabouts were uncertain. Even if he succeeded in killing Sun Yuansheng later, it was inevitable that the top grandmaster of the Sun family would come to him, but he still kept his name incognito and kept silent.

Therefore, even though he was famous and already possessed the strength to kill Grandmasters, Grandmaster Yueyang would not honor his kindness in the future because he could not find his hiding place.

Unexpectedly, this time, she followed Zhao Caiyan to find the inheritance of water mines, but in the Black Mist Mountains, she bumped into this "lifesaver" by mistake.

"Amitabha, the two benefactors, the poor monk is the elder of Wujiu Temple, and he has some grievances with this person, please don't interfere!"

Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, Grandmaster Jiekong and Grandmaster Guo Xing felt a little flustered. Grandmaster Yueyang seized the opportunity and forced them back with a sharp sword light, and did not act rashly for a while.

Among them, Master Jiekong looked at Lin Bei and Lin Bei with a serious expression, and moved out of Wujiu Temple, the backer of the martial arts sect, in order to scare them.

Hearing this, Grandmaster Yueyang's happy face froze slightly, and he looked at Lin Bei, feeling a little uncertain.

He knew that Lin Bei had been hunted down by a thousand-year-old family, and he had a clear experience of the terrifying power of such a huge force.

Will he offend the top power who has finally gotten rid of it again for a kindness?
Grandmaster Yueyang didn't know what to do, he didn't know what choice Lin Bei would make.

Lin Bei turned a deaf ear to Grandmaster Jiekong's threat, but showed a refreshing smile, looked at Grandmaster Yueyang and said, "Long time no see."

Grandmaster Yueyang looked at Lin Bei, and saw that his face was as usual, his eyes were as clear as a spring, and his smile revealed the joy of meeting an old friend by chance.

For some reason, he suddenly settled down and smiled back: "Yeah, long time no see!"

Grandmaster Jiekong and Grandmaster Guo Xing saw the two greet each other, but their faces were livid, and their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley. They understood that the two should be acquaintances, and that this person had the tendency to save Grandmaster Yueyang at the expense of offending the elders of the Martial Dao School.

Grandmaster Jiekong glanced at the quasi-divine weapon in the hands of Grandmaster Yueyang, unwilling to reconcile, and persuaded again: "Amitabha, the poor monk likes to make friends the most, can you two sell the little monk to save face, right as if you have never met this person before, in the future Come and pay a visit to my Wujiu Temple, and the monk will regard the two of you as guests."

Seeing that the threat didn't work, he had no choice but to lower his stance, intending to show his friendship to the two as the elder of Wujiu Temple, and to offer an olive branch of acquaintance.

Although they are both masters, their statuses are different. It would be a great thing for many casual masters to get to know an elder who is a master of martial arts.

In comparison, there are obvious advantages and disadvantages for offending a martial arts elder.

Seeing this, Grandmaster Yue Yang knew that he could not continue to remain silent, and said coldly: "Hmph, even if you make friends with a hypocrite like you, so what can you do? Yuemou just made friends with you because he didn't know people, and he almost died in the end here!"

Master Jiekong frowned, but he didn't know how to explain. He was about to speak, but was interrupted directly by Lin Bei.

The other party suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Do it!"

Followed by.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Two afterimages flashed, and they went straight to kill Master Jiekong.

"No, go back!"

Grandmaster Jiekong and Grandmaster Guo Xing obviously didn't expect the other party to make such a decisive move. Seeing this, they flew back decisively.

Those who can enter the Black Mist Mountain Range are usually masters, and these two people are obviously not accidental.

It was difficult for the two of them to join forces to deal with the heavily injured Grandmaster Yueyang. After a fierce battle for a long time, they failed to take him down.

If two more grandmasters were added, they would have no choice but to retreat.

"The black fog in the Black Mist Mountains is thick with thick black fog, covering everywhere, obscuring the line of sight, as long as you retreat a certain distance, you can easily escape."

"It's just a pity for that quasi-divine weapon."

Grandmaster Jiekong drew back and flew back, his speed was considered excellent among the grandmasters.

He is extremely optimistic about escaping. After all, he was not seriously injured like Grandmaster Yueyang, nor was he chased by two grandmasters at the same time. As long as he withdraws a certain distance, he can use the advantage of the black mist to get rid of the pursuit.

It's just a pity that the quasi-spiritual soldier who is about to get it has no chance with me.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, suddenly, he saw a silver-white lightning-like figure approaching him at an extremely fast speed, which made his heart skip a beat.

"So fast!"

Jiekong Grandmaster's pupils contracted, subconsciously speeding up.

However, that silver-white lightning-like figure was much faster than ordinary grand masters, and appeared directly in front of his eyes when he was accelerating.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a touch of golden paint emerge from the opponent's forehead, and then quickly covered and spread all over his body, wrapping it like a glaring King Kong.

The angry-eyed King Kong raised his arms, and the fist made of gold and iron set off a howling wind, causing the surrounding black mist to be compressed and gathered. The fist slammed hard, and it quickly enlarged in the field of vision, almost occupying his entire eyeball.

"Do not--"

Master Jiekong's pupils shrank, and he instinctively slapped Lin Bei's fist.

However, there was a crisp bone breaking sound, and his fist was broken by the crushing hardness like a crock pot meeting a pure gold vessel.

Then, another fist made of gold and iron followed quickly, and slammed into his chest. (end of this chapter)