Undefeated Mad Son-in-law

As the saying goes, those who are in the game will see clearly.

Drunk Taoist's foot seems light, but it directly locks a person's consciousness and space. Even if you see it, you can't avoid it. You can only bear it.

If it were him, he would never be able to stop it without using the real yuan.

Even from the strength shown by the other side, if the other side wants to kill him, he is very likely to have died in the hands of the other side before he can mobilize Zhenyuan.

This is the suppression of strength!

Suluo's eyes were fixed on the old man who called himself drunk Taoist, thinking about the origin of the drunk Taoist.

Why does the other party want to help him?

Even against the law enforcement Hall of wudaojie?

It's no different from death for ordinary martial arts masters.

But the drunk Taoist did so, which made Suluo very confused. What is the identity of the drunk Taoist?

What's the reason for helping him?

The most important thing is that he now feels a more and more familiar breath from the drunk Taoist, as if they had met somewhere.

Drunk Taoist understated the two people fly out, looked down at the two people, said in a cold voice: "now tell me your choice, is to disappear from my eyes, or do I have to start, send you on the road!"

Words, overbearing meaning, revealed in the table.

Hearing this, the eyes of the old man in white robe and the old man in Zhongshan costume were splitting, and his heart was filled with great anger, but he did not dare to say a cruel word any more.

Just now, the strength of the other side clearly told them that it was not easy for the other side to kill them. It was easier than killing an ant.

"Sir, do you really want to fight against the law enforcement Hall of wudaojie?" The old man in white robe said again, holding back his anger.

"What I said, do you take it as the wind in your ear?"

In a flash, the cold voice of the drunk Taoist priest resounded without any emotion.

Then he raised his arm and slapped the old man directly.

This time, the real Qi condenses, the palm roars up into the sky, and the real Qi is surging.

The old man in white robe's face changed greatly. He didn't expect that the drunk Taoist could not agree with him. He quickly resisted. The real Qi in his body was continuously displayed and condensed into a wall of Qi to block his chest.

But the real Qi palm slapped on the air wall, and the air wall immediately disintegrated. The real Qi palm was directly drawn on the old man's face.

The huge power almost turned his whole head over. Several big teeth came out of his mouth with blood. The human body flew in the air, and then fell heavily into the dust. The whole person was almost buried.

Whoosh!

A whirlwind twinkled, and the drunk Taoist appeared beside the old man in white robe who fell on the ground, with one foot on his abdomen.

"I'll ask you one more question now. Do you hear me clearly?"

The voice of the drunk Taoist falls leisurely.

"You You... "

The old man in white robe was trampled by this foot and could not move. It was an incomparable shame. An unprecedented shame burst out from his heart.

"Haven't you heard me clearly?"

In the eyes of the drunk Taoist, a cold light flickered.

The old man in the white robe felt cold, and infinite fear came out of his heart. He felt that if he said he didn't hear clearly, maybe he would be blown up in the next second and become a blood fog.

"I I hear you. I hear you. I'm leaving now. I'm leaving right away! " The white robed old man said with a humiliating face.

He has nothing to do. If he doesn't say it, he will really die.

"Get out of here!"

The drunk Taoist raised his feet and kicked the white robed old man out.

The old man in white robe struggled to get up from the ground. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked down the Siming Mountain.

However, at the moment of turning around, his eyes were full of moriran's killing intention. He vowed that he would smash the drunk Taoist into pieces and wash his shame with his blood.

"And you! Why don't you get out of here? "

The drunk Taoist looked at the old man in Zhongshan costume.

The latter didn't dare to stay and left. He was weaker than the old man in white robe. He had a hard tongue with the drunk Taoist. Wasn't he seeking his own death and humiliating himself?

When I come here, I'm invincible. When I leave, I'm like a lost dog.

This sentence can be used to describe the old man in white robe and the old man in Zhongshan costume.

After walking down Siming Mountain and no longer feeling the breath of drunken Taoist, the old man in white robe and the old man in Zhongshan costume gradually showed a trace of blood color on their faces. They suddenly stopped, and their eyes were filled with a sense of killing. They looked to the direction of Siming Mountain.

"Brother, is this the end of the matter? I can't swallow it. When did I get humiliated, I'm going to tear this guy to pieces. "When did he suffer such a big loss, he was slapped and fanned out, which was a great shame.

If you don't kill the drunk Taoist, he can't sleep all night.

The white robed old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his heart was boiling with killing intention. He wanted to tear the drunk Taoist to pieces now, but he knew very well in his heart that now they went to find the drunk Taoist, that was to find their own way to die.

It's easier to kill them than to crush an ant!

He tried to take a deep breath, suppressed the boiling intention of killing, and said in a deep voice: "don't worry about this matter first. Our top priority is to catch Suluo. He is the weakest now, and his cards will be exhausted. This is the best time for us to catch him, and catch him first."

Hearing this, the old man hesitated for a moment and said, "elder brother, what can I do with this drunk Taoist?"

"Hum, this drunk Taoist can't stay with this boy all the time. We'll stare at him for a while. After he leaves, we'll take down Suluo. It's easy to suppress him with the strength of both of us."

The old man in white robe said coldly: "bringing this boy back to the martial arts world is a great achievement for us. At that time, I can ask you to help me break through to the supernatural realm. At that time, with the power of my supernatural realm, I can return to Yanhuang and kill this so-called drunk Taoist. It's as easy as a palm."

If Dayan said, "I can't torture you when I ask you to die."

The picture turns to the top of Siming Mountain.

Zhang Haomin forced himself to do it. Looking at the scene in front of him, he felt as if he had set off a huge wave. He could not calm down.

He knew that the power behind Suluo was huge and terrible, but he didn't expect that the power behind Suluo would be so terrible.

This is the person of the law enforcement hall in the martial arts world. The existence of the peak of banbu's magic power is placed in Yanhuang, which is the symbol of invincibility.

But now, in the hands of this drunk Taoist, he is like a baby, and he has no fighting power.