Chapter 457

Just the moment the white-haired old man raised his hand, Wu Feng felt a burst of extremely powerful true energy emanating from the white-haired old man's body, and even the surrounding air was surging violently, blowing on his body. The flesh on his face and the shaved face felt a little painful. Before he could react, the stalactite on the high cave roof fell down. The stalactite weighed at least a few hundred catties. Looking at him, there were more than a dozen steps away, and the white-haired old man could knock him down to the ground with only the strong wind driven by a single palm. Such an unbelievable skill has reached the point where Wu Feng can't even think about it. It's not something that people can do at all!

Wu Feng opened his mouth wide in surprise. His upper and lower teeth couldn't touch each other. He looked up at the top of his head, and he was sure that the huge stalactite had indeed fallen from the top of his head. The stones were broken into several pieces, and finally the eyes fell on the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man had his hands behind his back and looked at him with a smile on his face. The white hair all over his body was blown away without wind, and he looked like a fairy in the sky. Wu Feng let out a grunt in his throat. He finally closed his mouth, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and then he stammered and said: "Ancestor... Master Patriarch... disciple and grandson didn't see it? Then... that big rock is really your old man!" Hit it with palm wind?"

"Nonsense! That stone wasn't brought down by the old man, could it be that you did it?" The white-haired old man said a little displeased, but the expression on his face still showed a little complacency, and he finally missed it in front of his disciple and grandson. made a big face.

Wu Feng scratched his head. The shock at that moment just now made his heart skip a beat, but now it was beating wildly again. When he slapped the gravel door just now, he still felt that he had made a very powerful achievement. Seeing that my patriarch just raised his hand and knocked down the boulder with just the wind of his palm, that sense of accomplishment disappeared instantly.

"Master Patriarch, you are no longer a human being. You are definitely a god. If you are outside, everyone will worship you as a god." Although Wu Feng said this, it was suspected of flattery, but it was indeed from the bottom of his heart. At this moment The admiration for the patriarch is like a torrential river, endless.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment. Although his stupid disciple was praising him, he always felt that something sounded a little awkward. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of anything. He was about to say something. A yellow-haired monkey wobbled over with the big porcelain pot for eating. It went straight to Wu Feng's side and tugged at his trouser legs. Wu Feng looked down at the yellow-haired monkey, but saw Huang The hairy monkey first pointed to the broken stalactite above his head, then to the fallen stone on the ground, and finally to the white-haired old man.

Wu Feng understood, nodded and said: "Fat Monkey, this stone was laid down by the patriarch, isn't the patriarch very powerful?"

The yellow-haired monkey nodded heavily, and then pointed to another stalactite on top of its head. It squeaked twice and patted its chest with two monkey paws, looking arrogant.

(End of this chapter)

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