death row

Chapter 93
"Fuck! 30 jin scares you like this, what about 300 jin and [-] million jin?" the old man said with a flick of his hair.

"Master, if the room is subjected to an adsorption force of 30, can the flesh and blood of the human body still be retained?" I clicked my tongue.

"Except for one leg, all the rest of my body is there? But this leg is not born to grow, and it is not broken here."

"This means that you can withstand the adsorption force of 30 jin?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"Because this surprise can only show that your cultivation base is still shallow, but I think your ability to withstand electric shocks is better than ordinary people, so you should have a foundation of Yuanli?"

"That's right, this junior has indeed cultivated Yuanli."

"Who is the teacher from?"

The old man stopped me with one sentence, should I tell him that I am from Stormgate?Maybe after hearing it, I will be slapped to death on the spot.

After hesitating for a moment, the old man chuckled and said, "You are not very good at martial arts, you have a deep mind, wind, cloud, thunder and lightning, which school do you belong to?"

This kind of person is almost mature, and based on my experience, it might be too difficult to deceive him, so I honestly replied: "Under the Storm Gate, Wen Tianji."

"Well, the Ancient Demon Sect, this identity is really awesome."

I suddenly felt a little strange, I couldn't speak before, how could I suddenly be able to speak?Could it be that the old man's incomparably strong blow just now cleared my stagnant voice?

Of course, it may also be due to electric shocks, the so-called fighting poison with poison, is the road leading to it?

In short, a good inexplicable is better than a bad inexplicable, so there is no need to spend energy on this matter.

"Fortunately, you are from Baofengmen, otherwise I would have to think carefully about teaching you martial arts."

"You're not worried about my identity?"

"We are all members of the demonic way. The sect I belong to is called Tiancanmen, which is a branch of the Qingming God Sect. Speaking of which, you and I are members of the same path."

"You are a member of the Qingming God Sect, so you must know Zhan Yanyun?"

"Of course I know him. He is one of the top ten protectors of the Divine Sect. What's wrong?"

"He was killed by people from Yanyun Pavilion." I said with some grief and indignation.

"If I were you, I wouldn't waste my time investigating people's details. After eight days, if you couldn't bear the [-]-jin adsorption force, you would become a puddle of meat, so you decide when to practice." Then he lay down on the ground and closed his eyes.

I suddenly felt a sense of crisis: "Master, let's..."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm tired now." After that, he actually snored.

I couldn't cross my legs and was about to cultivate my breath. When the old man turned over and one leg was up on the coffin board, the wooden board weighed by more than 1000 kilograms of iron creaked, and then a crack opened. When the electromagnetic force can penetrate, the daughter becomes Ten thousand catties, the board was immediately crushed into several pieces, and my legs were firmly pressed to the ground again.

Because I was cross-legged, my feet were stretched and straight. I felt that my feet were going to break. I gritted my teeth and tried to stretch my legs, but I didn’t have the ability. After struggling for a long time, my legs were sore and numb. I couldn’t help it. He said: "Grandfather, help me."

He didn't hear it at all.

I raised my voice and said, "Old man..." Patta, his one leg was on top of mine, and my feet immediately bear the weight of tens of thousands of catties. It felt like my bones were broken, and I rolled my eyes.

The old man didn’t know if he was really sleeping or pretending. In short, he didn’t wake up, and he rubbed it from time to time, which made my adhesion worse. I was sweating through my clothes in less than 10 minutes. The hind legs were still completely numb.

This half hour is the hardest time of my life, it's like 30 years long,

The old man sat up suddenly, looked around sleepily, then stood up and took off his pants to me, as if he was about to pee.

For one thing, I had to move out my already numb legs before he lay down again.

And I can't let him piss on me!
People always burst out with the most powerful energy at the most critical moment. When I broke my legs in a desperate attempt, a strong wind came out through my body and blew through the old man's body.

He didn't even move his eyebrows and said slowly: "You obviously have this ability, why do you have to use it when something is imminent?"

My legs were numb, and I wanted to answer him, but I grinned and couldn't speak at all.

The old man walked up to my left shoulder and pressed the shoulder acupoint, and instantly a strong warm current gushed from the acupoint into my body, like the surging water of a big river, passing through the eight meridians of my body with incomparable clarity, especially from the top to the bottom. After passing through the legs, the already numb nerves immediately returned to normal, and the numbness disappeared instantly.

Before I could thank him, the old man let out a "huh" and said, "Boy, besides Xuan Tianzhi, who else have you learned martial arts from?"

Just as I was about to deny it, I suddenly thought of the slight chill. I was planning to tell the truth, but I suddenly thought that Ma Jingtian was watching my every move from the other side, so it was better to keep some.So he shook his head and said, "I only learned Xuantian Finger."

"Well, okay, with the Xuantian Finger as the base, you should be able to master my martial arts quickly, but I feel a strange coldness in your body, this is not the training method of Baofengmen, you... "He said with a cold smile: "You shouldn't lie to me, right?"

"Never dare to deceive the old god, I have the skills of a three-legged cat." Before I finished speaking, I suddenly felt a strong force hit my shoulders. I was already unable to protect myself in the adsorption of electromagnetic force. He squatted heavily on the ground with his buttocks, the whole person was bent down under the pressure, his head was resting on his calf, and he couldn't even breathe.

"If you resist hard, your spine will be crushed by me. Resist." The old man said sharply.

"I... don't know what you said..." I reluctantly said.

"Boy, play tricks in front of me, you should be more tender." Speaking of this, he stretched out his index finger towards the monitoring probe, and with a crisp snap, the monitoring probe was shattered by an invisible force.

Then the pressure on my back was lightened, and he said: "Ma Jingtian can't see or hear anything now, after all, who gave you the True Demon Fire?"

"I don't even know what you mean by Jizhen magic fire."

"Then let me make it simpler. Where does the chilly air in your body come from? It can't come from purely self-comprehension and cultivation. Tell me quickly." After finishing speaking, he pressed my body down again.

It became more and more difficult for me to breathe, and beads of sweat dripped from my forehead to the ground.

The iron door opened on both sides, and four people in strange costumes walked in.

The clothes on the four were black tights, which looked like rubber diving suits, but the surface of the clothes shone with golden light, and they wore black helmets, so their faces could not be seen clearly.

These four people held a long jade sword in their hands. This is because the room is full of electromagnetic force, so they cannot use iron weapons. Even if they can shoot bullets, they will be instantly attracted to the ground.

Isn't that fucked?I actually sent four soldiers over to die. If this old lunatic was angered, I couldn't bear to walk around. He rushed upwards, turned somersaults in the air, kicked his feet on the top of the wall, raised the jade sword upside down, stretched his body, and stabbed at the old man's head.

He hehe laughed and said, "It's just looking for death." He waved his hand casually, and a strong airflow immediately formed, but the two were not disturbed by the airflow, and stabbed straight at the top of the old man's head. There was only a bang, and the long sword broke from it, and a black air suddenly floated out from the broken blade.

The old man yelled "Go." He blocked his face with one hand and pushed out a palm with the other.With a bang, a fan-shaped silver light was formed in front of him, and the room was suddenly bright and smooth, and there was only a chirping sound. Although the three of them had no real contact, sparks shot from the chests of the two attackers.

If it weren't for the incomparable toughness of these two battle suits, there must have been two separate corpses on the ground.

Immediately after the soldier landed on the ground, the heel of his boots popped out of the iron bracket, blocking his retreat.

The old man slowly lowered his hands covering his face, his face was green and green, and the clothes on his chest shrank instantly, like withered leaves split into countless pieces and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)