World Wide Martial Art

"What a powerful skill... However, the aura he exudes is so cold, it makes people very uncomfortable..."

A black shadow passed over his head, but Zhongli shuddered involuntarily. Situ

The aura exuded by that figure did not look like a living person at all, but rather like an inferi crawling out of a dark and humid swamp, exuding a thick aura of death.

Ye Feng was also secretly surprised.

Whether it's speed or swordsmanship, only the most powerful people in the Giant Spirit Sword Sect can perform to such an extent. However, the perception of the black shadow was too gloomy for him. Various factions in the human race often like to claim that they are upright and upright to decorate their appearance. Such an aura is somewhat inconsistent with the style of the Giant Spirit Sword Sect.

He and Zhong Li turned around slightly. Behind them, at the end of their field of vision, three figures came howling, their screams and curses mixed together.

Qiu Ye Wang and Xuan Ying were both as fast as lightning. During the pursuit, they continuously blasted out waves of demonic power, beating Zheng Shengheng in the rear to a state of disarray. However, Zheng Shengheng was indeed a good player. He actually persisted under the pursuit of Qiu Ye Wang, the demon king. Now.

Buzz!

The void trembles.

The iron-green sword energy swept across all directions, and after approaching the three people, it quickly condensed into a phantom sword, and a cold sword intent spilled out from the tip of the sword.

Prisoner King and Xuan Ying at the back, after sensing the murderous intention blooming in the big sword, their expressions changed at the same time, and their steps slowed down.

"It's Uncle Han...Uncle, save me!"

Feeling that the killing intent coming from behind him had weakened a bit, Zhou Ruoyun almost collapsed to the ground and burst into tears on the spot in excitement.

"It's a master from the Giant Spirit Sword Sect. We are saved!"

Mo Gaokun's desperate face was also ignited with hope. At this moment, his face was flushed and his movements were awkward. He still had not half of the majesty of the young master of the Blood Dragon Banner.

"There are human experts coming... This time, there is a bit of trouble."

Looking at the slightly trembling cold sword tip condensed in front of his eyes, Prisoner King couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He didn't expect that a strong human race would arrive so soon.

There was a strong murderous intention in his heart, intertwined and spreading.

If he returns without success, not only will he miss out on the "Embryonic Martial Veins", but his prestige within the demon clan will also be greatly damaged.

"Senior Wild King, why don't you entangle the human king realm and go down to kill those few human boys?"

Xuan Ying's breathing was a little heavy. After glancing at a few people, he licked his lips and said eagerly.

"Hmph...can you kill them with your own strength? Wouldn't it be better if you delay some time for me and let me clean up those human beings?" King Qiye snorted coldly.

"this……"

"What about this and that? If you don't miss this opportunity, it won't come back again. That's it. Come on!"

There was a trace of refusal in Qiye Wang's tone. After the words fell, a demonic power rose up around him. Amidst the roaring wind, he quickly bypassed the phantom sword and rushed towards the three of them like a dragon fighting a rabbit. He wanted to kill the three of them. They killed them all.

Just when King Qiye set off, a black figure brought out a gray mist in mid-air. The figure became illusory twice and was already approaching the three people who were fleeing for their lives.

The iron-blue sword intent condensed above dropped down, and with a sneer, the Prisoner King, who had a hint of surprise in his eyes, was forced back a few steps.

It was only then that the black shadow truly revealed its true form.

He is an old man with disheveled hair and a skinny body. He is so thin that his eye sockets are deeply sunken. The two gray eyes in them seem to have not been able to move for a long time...

"I have met...Han...Uncle Han."

Zhou Ruoyun, who had just recovered from the shock, hurriedly bowed and saluted, but the old man she looked at seemed to frighten her, and his expression was both timid and happy to have escaped.

Zheng Shengheng and Mo Gaokun on the other side were also slightly stunned after seeing the person clearly, and bowed down to salute.

This Uncle Han retired a few years ago and has been missing ever since. Many people thought he had died, but he did not expect to appear today.

"Thank you, Senior Han... for your life-saving grace. If it had been a little later, we, we would all have died here."

However, with their status, they were not qualified to ask the old man anything else, so they could only bow their heads and thank him.

"what happened?"

Uncle Han's dark eyes fell on the two demon clan warriors, King Qiye and Xuan Ying.

"Uncle, you, you have to make the decision for us. Senior Brother Chen Yu... was... killed by a demon."

"You must have heard that our three factions joined forces to pay homage to the City Lord's Mansion. Star City Lord accepted a madman named Ye Feng. He, that's him... attracted the demon and killed Senior Brother Chen Yu. If it hadn't been for you The old man arrived in time, and we...we couldn't escape death..."

Zhou Ruoyun, who was crying loudly, spoke a little incoherently. She turned her eyes and pointed at the two Ye Feng who were standing in front of them to watch. The anger in her heart was instantly ignited and she said sternly: "Uncle, kill them and avenge Senior Brother Chen!"

"Senior Han, that little beast Ye Feng has killed many disciples of the Giant Spirit Sword Sect before. Even many of our Blood Dragon Banner and Extreme Fire Castle people suffered at his murderous hands..."

Mo Gaokun fanned the flames at the right time, but when he saw the old man's sharp eyes, he immediately swallowed back some of his words.

In front of such an old monster, there is no need to say much. Talking too much will only cause trouble.

"I... naturally know about the three sects' visit."

"Ye Feng...it turns out he is Ye Feng, one of the few county-level geniuses in our Starlight City..."

The old man moved his head slightly and murmured to himself a few times in his dry mouth. He ignored Ye Feng and Zhong Li and looked at the two prisoners of the field with lifeless eyes.

"The demon race... is tired of staying in the doghouse and comes to my human territory... and dares to kill people wantonly? Are you looking for death?"

The old man's voice was not loud, but it carried an indescribable gloominess. Especially when his shriveled body stood on the ground, the area dozens of feet around seemed to be infected with a gloomy aura.

The prisoner king had just been forced back by the old man's condensed void sword intent. Although his heart was boiling with anger, he was secretly extremely afraid of this old man.

Hearing the old man's scolding, he rolled his eyes and didn't say much. However, Xuan Ying on the side stepped forward without knowing the depth of his words. With sarcasm in the corner of his eyes, he mocked: "The old man who has his heels buried in the soil... just because of that... you?"

"Hehe... The human race is just a despicable race. What will happen if we, the demon race, kill a few people? I would like to advise you to hand over Ye Feng quickly, and you can survive for a few days. Otherwise, not only will you have to answer for this old life Here, your entire Starlight City will be littered with corpses..."

In Xuan Ying's perception, the old man in front of him was wrapped in death energy, his life span was exhausted, and he couldn't live much longer.

What is there to fear about such a dying old man?

"Jiejiejie..."

Uncle Han's eyes were fixed on Xuan Ying, and he burst into laughter. Even Zhou Ruoyun beside him subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Qing Ling Huanshu's Goshawk lineage? Not bad, not bad..."

"My time is approaching and I need elixirs to extend my life. However, the essence and blood of Goshawk's lineage can save me from refining elixirs..."

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