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"How did you discover him?"
The middle-aged man's expression finally turned ugly. He didn't believe that Mo Wen could actually discover the person who was hiding. That person's Cultivation was higher than his. He had opened up nine of the Twelve Standard Meridians. If he could open up the last three meridians, he would be able to enter the Sea of Qi realm.
Moreover, he was adept at concealment techniques. If he were to hide, he wouldn't be able to discover him from ten meters away.
Now that he was at least fifty meters away from Mo Wen, how could he possibly discover that person?
"I have eyes, not blind. If I like to hide and seek, I'll find some kids to play with."
The corner of Mo Wen's mouth curled into a mocking smile. He was originally an expert in investigation and tracking. Playing concealment techniques with him was simply asking for death.
"Indeed, heroes come from the young. Unfortunately, being too firm is easy to break. You have offended someone you shouldn't have offended."
An old voice sounded. Following that, the figure in the distance flew tens of meters with a few leaps. His Qinggong was not bad. Yuan Sheng was slightly better than the middle-aged man.
The person who appeared was an old man wearing a long robe. This kind of person was rarely worn in the modern metropolis, but some older and eccentric people liked to wear it.
"Youngster, follow me back to beg for forgiveness from Young Master Su. Maybe I can still spare your life.
Otherwise … "The old man squinted his eyes and said with an air of seniority," Otherwise, when the calamity comes, no one can save you. "
"Flaunting your seniority."
Mo Wen was so angry that he laughed. He had never seen such a weird person pretending to be a senior expert. Everyone could tell at a glance that this old man was a bootlicker, a dog that liked to lick his master's stinky feet.
He was already sixty or seventy years old, but only had the Cultivation of the Soothing Pulse realm. He still dared to pretend to be a senior expert. When Mo Wen was thirteen years old, he was already a Sea of Qi realm cultivator.
"Brat, what did you say?"
The old man's expression darkened. There had never been anyone who didn't give him face. Moreover, it was a junior. Even in the Su Clan, Su Boyu was polite to him. An unknown brat actually dared to be so rude.
In a rage, the old man directly attacked. After capturing the brat, he skinned him and pulled out his tongue. Let's see if he still dared to speak rudely.
"Since you want a foot after giving me an inch, don't blame me for starting a massacre."
Mo Wen laughed coldly. His figure leaped up. Although he had moved later, he arrived first. His silhouette strangely appeared in front of the old man. His palm struck out soundlessly. Two auras, one hot and one cold, immediately rolled out from his palm.
The old man had just taken a step forward when he discovered that Mo Wen's silhouette had already appeared in front of him. His pupils constricted immediately. That speed was too fast, and the angle was so strange. What kind of technique was that?
Before carrying out the mission, he had only heard that Mo Wen had the cultivation of the later stage of the Regulated Breathing realm, but was able to defeat an ancient martial art practitioner in the beginning stage of the Soothing Pulse realm. Although he knew that Mo Wen was powerful, he did not think much of it. After all, he was only an ancient martial art practitioner in the Regulated Breathing realm, so what could he do?
Furthermore, he was just a youth. What experience could he have? The martial arts he cultivated were most likely half-baked. With his decades of martial arts teachings foundation, dealing with a mere Mo Wen was a piece of cake. If he couldn't even deal with a youth, then he had lived his life in vain.
Before leaving, he had promised Su Boyu that he would definitely capture Mo Wen back.
Yesterday, after Su Boyu had been beaten up, he had wanted to find a few women to vent his anger at night. However, he realized that he couldn't do it. In his shock and anger, how could he not know that Mo Wen had done something to him?
He had sought out many seniors and experts, and even a few Sea of Qi realm ancient martial art practitioners who had close relationships with the Su Clan, but none of them could find out the problem with Su Boyu's body. There was simply no way to help Su Boyu recover.
Hence, Su Boyu could not wait to capture Mo Wen back. With his perverted temperament, if he couldn't do it, it would be worse than death.
At this moment, even the clan leader of the Su Clan was alarmed. Hence, there was the scene of two ancient martial art practitioners in the later stage of the Soothing Pulse realm attacking at the same time.
Bang!
A strange silhouette flashed and appeared in front of the old man. A cold and hot palm force erupted.
The old man snorted coldly. He did not believe that he could not deal with a junior in the Regulated Breathing realm with his palm force. Immediately, without thinking, he struck a palm straight at Mo Wen. The two palms collided, and a dull sound of collision was heard.
The old man's body trembled, and his face suddenly turned pale. His feet retreated continuously, and every step left a footprint on the ground.
However, Mo Wen did not move an inch. His figure pounced forward, and he turned his palm into a fist. The fist force was strong and fierce. The punch seemed casual, but it was firmly locked on to the old man's chest. No matter how he dodged, he could not escape from the envelopment of the fist shadow.
"He is in the Soothing Pulse realm … Help!"
The old man's expression changed in an instant. He looked at the fist in front of him with some fear. In the exchange just now, he was completely at a disadvantage. The power of the fist force was not Mo Wen's match at all.
Although Mo Wen's palm force was not strong, it was extremely strange and endless. Two Inner Breaths, one cold and one hot, were cunning and overbearing. They invaded the body in an instant, and there was no way to block them.
Now, there was still remnants of Mo Wen's Inner Qi in his body. The cold and hot circulated alternately, and it actually suppressed the Inner Qi in his body. For a moment, he could not even summon his Inner Qi to fight against the enemy. How could he withstand another punch from Mo Wen?
The middle-aged man saw that the old man was at a disadvantage with just one move, and was even in a dangerous situation. His expression changed drastically. Who would have thought that a mere youth could have such strength? Initially, he thought that if he and Old Man Li attacked at the same time, capturing Mo Wen would be a piece of cake. However, they had just met, and he realized that everything was not as simple as he had expected.
Yesterday, an ancient martial art practitioner in the Regulated Breathing realm was already in the Soothing Pulse realm. It was simply unbelievable. Could it be that when he attacked yesterday, Mo Wen had concealed his strength? However, that was impossible. Even if the Soothing Pulse realm was up against the Soothing Pulse realm, it was basically impossible to conceal one's cultivation.
The middle-aged man did not have time to think. With a leap, he rushed forward to rescue the old man. He knew that if Old Man Li was defeated by Mo Wen, then he would definitely not be able to defeat Mo Wen. Now, if the two of them joined forces, they might have a chance.
Mo Wen laughed coldly. His other hand flipped slightly, and a snake-shaped silver hairpin quietly appeared in his hand.
The next moment, a silver light flashed, and a shapeless shadow quietly flew out. The shadow was blurry, and even the naked eye could not distinguish it.
After the strange silver light flew around in an unpredictable trajectory, it once again quietly appeared in Mo Wen's hand. With a flip of his wrist, it disappeared silently.
Meanwhile, the middle-aged man's body had unknowingly frozen on the spot. He was still in the position of preparing to attack. Even his gaze did not change. He stared at Mo Wen, as if he was looking for an opening to launch a sneak attack.
However, his body was frozen on the spot. It was as if the world had stopped in that instant. It was so strange that he was frozen on the spot. That instant had become an eternity.
Mo Wen's fist did not change from beginning to end. It continued to pursue the old man unhurriedly. His figure was like a cloud of dust, stuck to the old man's body. No matter how the old man dodged, Mo Wen was still facing him.
"What's going on? Why aren't you attacking? "
The old man noticed that the middle-aged man had yet to attack to help him out of his predicament, so he could not help but urge him anxiously.
If it was not for the fact that he had a certain level of attainment in his movement techniques, he would most likely have been defeated by the punch.
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