Go Crazy! You Call Me the Ultimate?

But in the next second, everyone's eyes widened.

The old man twisted his waist slightly and made an incredible movement, as if he had no bones in his body.

All three short knives brushed past the corners of his clothes, and within a fraction of a centimeter, the attacks all failed!

Then, the old man bent down and raised his hand, and shot with an extremely elegant gesture.

At this moment, people have a strange feeling that this posture is not like martial arts at all, but dancing.

The palm draws an arc in the air, passing the wrists of the three people.

Following three crisp fracture sounds, the three of them let out a scream at the same time, and the dagger dropped from their hands.

The old man turned back and copied the three short knives in his hand.

Then, three sword lights flashed.

Under the sunlight, a smear of blood sprinkled in the air.

Gorgeous and deadly!

Chapter 258

It took only two seconds from when the three of them attacked to when they fell down.

In an understatement, the old man killed three masters, showing the strength of a first-class master!

He tossed the knife casually and glanced at everyone.

"Think I can act wild when I'm old?"

"The Wang family underestimated me so much that they only sent you bastards here."

Although the rest of the people were shocked by his strength, they were not afraid, and there was not even a trace of wavering in their eyes. They were all dead soldiers trained by the Wang family!

The leader couldn't help but nodded.

"As expected of the second master of the old nine sects, the sword is not old!"

This old man is Er Yuehong!

It's just that he is now a centenarian with white beard and hair, and he is no longer as magnificent as he was then, so he should be renamed Sunset Red.

Er Yuehong sneered, and said very disdainfully.

"Now that you know, what are you waiting for?"

"Either you go, or go together!"

"Don't waste the old man's time."

Facing his provocation again, the other party was not angry.

The leader smiled lightly and said.

"Everyone, be careful, don't force the enemy head-on, and avoid unnecessary losses."

As soon as these words came out, all the people under him retreated more than ten meters, expanding the encirclement circle.

When Er Yuehong saw it, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and said with a sneer.

"With so many of you, don't you dare to fight me head-on?"

The man said calmly.

"Why should we confront you head-on?"

"Even though you were famous when you were young, you can't hold back when you are old, and your physical strength won't last long."

"Second Master, you don't always use your muscles and bones as your strengths, so don't try to be brave."

It turned out that after testing Er Yuehong's strength, these people gave up on being tough, and planned to use attrition tactics, surround him without fighting, and exhaust his physical strength before attacking.

This trick is really ruthless and very clever.

Er Yuehong also knew that he was at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength. If the other party started a wheel-to-wheel battle with him, his situation would be very bad if he was exhausted.

So he taunted Laman as soon as he came up, trying to provoke the opponent and make a quick decision.

As a result, his scheme was seen through by the other party.

However, he doesn't seem to care about that.

"A very clever idea, but you still underestimate me."

As soon as the words fell, a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

The man in the lead remembered something, his expression changed, and he shouted hastily.

"Hide away!"

But it's too late.

I saw Er Yuehong's hands flying, shooting iron bullets continuously.

His apprentice, Chen Pi Asi, who is a master of iron bullets, is under the tutelage of Er Yuehong!

Within 30 meters, this iron bullet is as powerful as a shotgun, but it fires faster than a shotgun!

This is Er Yuehong's famous stunt. Both hands can shoot eight iron bullets at a time, and each iron bullet can attack a different target, just like a split bullet, which can attack eight enemies at a time!

There was a series of screams, and in an instant, Er Yuehong had fired more than 40 iron bullets.

Among the more than 20 Wang family members, only the leader escaped the attack, and the rest were shot in the knee.

The kneecap is the most vulnerable part of the human body. Even if you have practiced martial arts, you can't stand the blow of this iron bullet.

The kneecaps of more than 20 people were all shattered and they collapsed to the ground.

In just a few seconds, the situation was reversed!

Er Yuehong looked at the only person left, and said with a half-smile.

"Think I can act wild when I'm old?"

"After so many years, you Wang family really haven't made any progress at all."

From these words, we can know that he fought against the Wang family many years ago.

The only remaining leader looked at his wailing subordinates, and his expression quickly calmed down, without panicking.

"I was careless. I forgot the second master's method."

Then, he smiled coldly, showing a sinister look.

"However, this doesn't change anything!"

Er Yuehong frowned slightly, and he saw a strange familiarity in the other's eyes.

By this time, it was getting late,

Under the reflection of the setting sun, Er Yuehong's aloof figure looked a bit bleak.

While the battle was taking place in the grove, more than a dozen jeeps galloped down the street in Guilin City, more than 100 kilometers away.

In the front car sat three tall and strong men.

The tallest of them was a young man about two meters tall, about 27 or [-] years old, with an indifferent expression.

Beside him is a man in his 30s, about 1.9 meters tall, as strong as an iron tower, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

Sitting opposite them was a middle-aged man of about 1.8 meters five, in his fifties, with a faint murderous look on his brows, which was the aura of a top expert.

They are members of the Wang family's combat team!

The atmosphere in the car was dignified, no one spoke, and the three of them were like three sculptures.

At this time, the middle-aged man's phone rang.

He picked up the phone and quietly listened to the other party's report.

After 1 minute, he said that I understand, and then hung up the phone.

During the whole process, he didn't experience any mood swings, as if nothing had happened.

Lao Wu sitting opposite was the most impatient and couldn't help asking.

"What happened? Second brother."

He knew that now was a special time, there would be no unimportant calls, something must happen.

The second brother didn't look at him, and replied lightly.

"The boss said that there is a new situation, and has sent someone to deal with it."

The old eight next to him couldn't help but change his expression.

"New situation? Is there a new enemy?"

The second brother didn't want to answer at first, but after thinking about it, he nodded.

"It's February Red."

These three words carry great weight in Jianghu, but when Lao Wu and Lao Ba heard this, a trace of disdain flashed across their faces.

The fifth child laughed.

"An old man who is over 100 years old, how big a wave can he make?"

"Just this shit, the boss wants to call you to let you know?"

"I think you are too cautious, just send a group of people to get it done."

The second brother glanced at him and said.

"Have you seen Er Yuehong?"

The fifth child shrugged and said.

"That old thing retired decades ago, and I haven't seen it."

The second brother sneered slightly, and then said something unexpected.

"The scar on my body was left by him."

As soon as these words came out, the fifth and eighth sons were shocked.