Female president's private killer

"But it's just a small injury, not enough." Old man Tianji looked at Zhao overbearing and said expressionless. The ten thousand Dharma Guizong volume held in his left hand turned into gravel and roared away: "come on, you'll be hurt too."

In an instant, there were countless extremely thin blood lines on Zhao Badao's body.

Each blood line comes from a very thin wound. Each wound is a gravel. The gravel is deep in the wound, deep into the bone marrow, and keeps drilling in like an ant. What kind of pain is this?

Zhao overbearing hurt to the extreme, but he didn't cry. He didn't want to cry because it was too humiliating

Didn't you say you were only hurt a little?

So he tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but he didn't know that the smile was ugly like crying.

Looking at his funny appearance, old man Tianji didn't laugh and looked calm. The early sun shone on him, making him look so peaceful and quiet.

He glanced at Zhao overbearing, his eyes filled with pity.

Zhao overbearing unwilling, he wanted to bloom, but finally sighed, weakly sat down, and then began to spit blood.

There was silence.

Old man Tianji looked at Zhao overbearing, glanced slowly on his face, took a breath, and looked very satisfied.

Just then, a word sounded.

"I disagree."

This sentence, Zhao overbearing is to say to himself, also like to say to the world.

The broken sand flow plate came into his hand.

Old man Tianji looked at him and said, "you have given up your original intention of cultivation. How can miracles happen?"

"Miracles are created by people." Zhao overbearing, expressionless, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said.

The old man shook his head and said, "that needs strength. You don't have strength."

The wind and sand have stopped, and a very majestic and pure force is born in the field.

That power came from Zhao's overbearing body. He poured this power or breath into the sand flow plate and looked at the old man Tianji.

This is an invitation.

The old man's expression became very dignified, and the dissipation speed of the ten thousand Dharma return scroll suddenly accelerated.

He sat down in front of Zhao's overbearing body.

When the wind and sand rose again, Zhao was domineering and shaky, so he reluctantly sat down.

Tianji old man looked at him like this without expression.

In the sandstorm, Zhao overbearing became tired and his eyes became quiet.

Zhao Badao and Tianji old man sat opposite each other, like an old Zen monk sitting and drinking tea, and a national chess player. They didn't speak or look at each other. Zhao Badao was covered with blood and looked miserable.

The sandstorm had long stopped. Their bodies were full of gravel and their clothes were so ragged that they seemed to fall at any time.

Old man Tianji sat opposite Zhao overbearing, waiting for the wind and sand to finally stop.

The wind is the cold wind in the cold winter, and the sand is the sand in the sand flow plate and the Wanfa Guizong volume. It blows hard, roars and roars continuously, as if there was no end, but in fact, everything will end at last.

With a snap, the sand flow plate on Zhao's domineering knee broke.

There are still many pages in the book of ten thousand dharmas in the hand of old Tianji. It is thick like a tombstone in front of the grave. The gravel in front of the tombstone is fake. When you look closely, you find that it is a round stone like jade.

Those round stones are very small and transparent. They are not like jade, but really the best jade. At this time, they are thick in front of and behind Zhao overbearing, like a beautiful Pearl Sea.

Old man Tianji stood up, and a drop of blood fell from his body and fell on the Pearl Sea, which dyed the Pearl Sea red.

The yellow sand in the sand flow plate rustled down from the crack. It was real yellow sand. There was only a shallow layer in the plate and only a shallow pile on the ground in front of Zhao bully.

It's like a wild grave left unattended. It was worn short by wind and rain.

Zhao Badao looked at the old man and said, "my son is dead and the murderer is at large."

Tianji old man said expressionless, "he provoked the wrong people."

Zhao overbearing was surprised and silent, thinking about the meaning.

Tianji old man raised his left hand and stroked his white dress: "in fact, you and I all know that, as I said at the beginning... It's meaningless. All your actions, the Zhao family, are destroyed, and everything is meaningless."

Old man Tianji paused, looked at Zhao overbearing and continued: "from last night to this morning, these things have no meaning. I need this ending. You are also waiting for this ending. Why bother?"

Zhao overbearing did not look at him and was silent.

Old man Tianji looked at him and said, "you are not a person who will be impulsive when your brain is hot. Your means of doing things are not empty talk. You do those things silently, calm to perfection, not like a monk, but more like a businessman. So, you lost and Tiandao won. Losers have no right to continue. "

Zhao overbearing remained silent.

He looked calm and gray.

I don't know when there was a wad of withered and yellow leaves that hadn't fallen for a long time, as if the heat in his body had been captured by the ten thousand Dharma return volume, and the breath would be gone.

He is the most powerful man in the Zhao family. On the basis of hegemonism, he can't find several people who can be his opponent in the world. At this time, someone pressed him: "I don't want to wait, I want to kill him."

The morning light shone on his face. His black hair was tightly tied. The heat was steaming in the cold morning wind. Those were the sweat in his hair. He looked at the old man in front of him. The sweat overflowed his hair and flowed to his face.

For him, the old man is the most terrible opponent and the sweetest bait. Because of fear, he must always look at him, because if he wants to kill each other, he must always stare at him.

His white dress fluttered in the morning wind.

Floating like an immortal.

The fairy wind goes as usual.

He is like a torch, which attracts Zhao's overbearing sight and locks his steps forward. He makes Zhao's overbearing helpless even if he sees the whole world.

Because he is an old man.

The tense confrontation undoubtedly brought great pressure to Zhao overbearing. His clothes were wet, frozen hard by the cold wind and wet with sweat. I don't know how many times he repeated it.

Finally, Zhao overbearing finally couldn't help it.

Suddenly looked up and looked at the old man.

His body began to burn, making people dare not look directly at him.

In Zhao's eyes, which were as calm as a lake of light but with a little fear and indifference, an angry flame was burning, and a long and serious howl resounded through the world, followed by a powerful and terrible breath.

Countless hot fires mixed with crystal clear gold and gravel spewed out of Zhao's overbearing mouth and attacked the old man Tianji.

The golden gravel fell from the sky, came behind him, and then disappeared without a trace. The light and heat between the golden gravel also disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

Behind the old man Tianji, there seems to be a lake. There is a hot lake where the volcano is about to erupt. There is a sea. The hot sea in the Arctic cold area before freezing. The fire is like countless ice cubes, which are thrown into the hot sea and melt without trace in an instant.

All the fires that attack the old man are solved by an invisible force to form the most subtle particles in the world. Melting in this world is for purification.

This scene looks very simple, so it's strange. Such a powerful fire can purify everything in the world. It can be purified by people.

How did old man Tianji do it?

Zhao's domineering figure trembled violently. Compared with the tall figure in front of him, it seemed so short, so weak and so humble.

But immediately, he calmed down and recovered his indifference.

The fire was futile and even purified. Zhao's overbearing eyes showed extremely complex emotions. His body suddenly tightened. This time, it was no longer a distant and dignified roar, but a violent and angry roar!

Strong hurricanes roared between heaven and earth. Countless black soil and grass scraps were swept up. The smoke filled the air and gradually covered the vision. It seemed to be darker than the night.

But even so, it's still useless.

The figure of old man Tianji is like a mountain, like a natural moat, like... He just stands there, his white dress is slightly scattered, but his expression has never changed, so calm and calm.

Zhao overbearing, crazy roar, wild roar, still useless.

Even if the voice is hoarse, it's useless even if the world turns upside down.

The secret in front of him, like the strong plum blossom, still blooms in the cold winter.

Finally, Zhao overbearing tired, he stopped.

There was an endless sense of emptiness in his body, and he couldn't help feeling nauseous.

Zhao overbearing knows that this is a symptom of the depletion of Dantian's Taoist power.

But he had only one idea. He walked over here and killed Duan Tiandao ten miles away.

Zhao raised his legs overbearing. He was moving forward and gathering the most powerful blow at the same time.

Old man Tianji looked dignified and no longer light hearted, but he didn't seem to care.

He raised a hand and waved it in front of him at random. A transparent invisible barrier bloomed in front of him.

Like a sea lotus, it turns into a huge transparent lotus, and then tightly wraps his whole person in it.

If there are powerful monks here, they will be shocked. The use of Taoist power by Tianji old man is almost beyond the scope of human beings.

Zhao overbearing tried his best to break through the old man's obstruction.

But he failed, like a freedom lover trying to break the shackles.

Tianji old man is so insurmountable that he seems to be the highest and largest mountain in the world.

Even the sacred and respected five mountains... Are inferior.

Zhao overbearing wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry.

He quietly looked at the old man Tianji and smiled after a long time: "will I die?"

"Yes." The old man looked at him, bowed his head and thought for a long time.

"No!" Zhao overbearing stopped smiling and looked at the old man Tianji with a ferocious face and shouted, "I won't die!"

"Really?" Tianji old man's face was calm, as if he didn't care about Zhao's overbearing words: "people will die."

"A big mistake is not a man." Zhao sneered, and the ferocity on his face slowly disappeared: "you know? I always have a goal, that is to defeat you. But... "

He didn't go on, but quietly looked at the old man Tianji, as if he wanted to see through the old man Tianji. He continued for a long time: "I don't think so now. I will run away from under your eyes, and then be ready to take action anytime and anywhere in the future. How long can you protect Duan Tiandao for a while? One day, he will die and everyone around him will die! And I... Will still live well! "

Tianji old man was finally no longer calm. His eyes fell on Zhao's overbearing body and his whole body rippled: "it seems that I can only kill you."

"I may not beat you, but you can't kill me." Zhao was overbearing and cold. He turned around, turned his back to the old man Tianji and strode towards the direction outside the grassland: "in this world, no one can kill me. God... No! "