The strength of the old men would gradually shock the whole world. The old faker was very proud to prove that he could not only cultivate a monster like Li Mu, but also cultivate a group of dying old men into peerless experts. The forces that had come to the Randeng Temple village dozens of times before all felt a headache.
Only the mighty figures of the real superpowers could see that although Baoji City was a place where blessings converged and blessed lands were everywhere, the real central area was the Randeng Temple village on Mount Shaozu.
Randeng Temple was like the Formation Eye of a large tactical deployment, which was the most important.
That was also one of the reasons why so many forces had been secretly testing the Randeng Temple village during this period.
It was said that Li Mu, the God of War from the East, also came from this small place.
However, dozens of extremely tough old men blocked the way of the major forces.
In the entire Baoji City, only the Golden Platform Taoist Temple, which was located in the northwest and built against the mountain, could barely compare with the geographical location of the Randeng Temple. The temple and the Golden Platform Taoist Temple each occupied a corner of Baoji City, facing each other from a distance like the two fish eyes of the Yin and Yang fish.
In the past few days, neither the Randeng Temple nor the Golden Platform Taoist Temple had been peaceful.
The old men had driven away the previous wave of people. In the setting sun, they habitually squatted on the ridge of the field and smoked.
On the mountain road in the distance, a young man riding a white tiger came slowly.
The White Tiger's fur was snow-white, and it was extraordinarily spirited. Its heavy paws stepped on the ground soundlessly and without a trace. As it walked, it seemed as if it was treading on empty air. It stepped on the tips of the grass, the branches, the wheat sprouts, and the green onion leaves. Its huge body was incomparably heavy, but it seemed weightless. The tips of the grass, the branches, the wheat sprouts, and the green onion leaves did not bend in the slightest.
The young man on its back was wearing a blood-red leather armor and carrying a heavy broadsword on his back that was wider than his body. The blade was also blood-red, mixed with mottled black spots. At first glance, it could be seen that wisps of evil spirit were spreading out from the broadsword like blood vessels.
"Another one."
"This one seems a little strong."
"We may not be able to beat him."
"Then what should we do?"
"What else can we do?"
Several old men squatted on the ridge of the fields and whispered to each other.
When the white tiger walked past them, no one jumped out to stop it. Their previous majestic aura was carefully restrained, as if they were really old farmers in the fields, not caring about them at all.
The white tiger took a few steps and suddenly stopped.
"Sir, may I know how to get to Randeng Temple?"
The young man on the back of the white tiger had long black hair, a black headband, and eyes as black as ink. He was a very handsome young man, but when he opened his mouth to speak, his teeth were as white as snow, but they were as sharp as sawteeth. It was strange and evil, and it gave people a shivering feeling.
"Over there."
"That's right. Follow this road and turn left. Walk under an old locust tree, turn right, and keep walking until you pass the plaque of Young Ancestor's legacy. Walk up the stairs and you'll see it at the end."
The old men were very enthusiastic and hospitable, and they fought to be the first to explain the address clearly.
The young man looked at the elders and grinned. "Thank you."
Then, he rode away on the white tiger.
More than a dozen old men chuckled and watched the white tiger leave with gloating expressions on their faces.
"I suddenly remembered the dog that Boy Mu raised." Old Zhang smoked his pipe and said, "At that time, that Ha … Ha what was it again? It was also the king of dogs. It's also the king of dogs. If we encounter this white tiger, we might be able to put up a fight. "
…
…
A palm stretched out of the void and crushed the destructive red light inch by inch.
It was a very white and soft palm, as if it were carved out of white jade. Every curve and every inch had a kind of natural beauty. At first glance, people could not help but look forward to it. If they were held by such a beautiful palm, how happy it would be.
But it was such a soft and beautiful little hand that directly blocked the red light that even Wang Shiwu could not resist.
Not only did it block, but it also crushed it.
"What?"
The expressionless white man's face was stiff, but there was a trace of shock in his eyes.
Wang Shiwu also opened his eyes subconsciously and saw a thin young man, who was slightly shorter than him, standing in front of him and saving him.
From behind, he could only see the back of the young man.
He was dressed in a white long robe, and his hair was black and glossy, as if every strand of his hair was shining brightly. His dressing was very simple and simple. The long robe was a little loose, but it had a kind of unknown powerful momentum.
"Watch carefully. How do you use the sword skills that Li Mu taught you?"
The mysterious young man opened his mouth. His voice was clear, like two pieces of fine jade gently colliding together.
Before his voice died away —
The broken sword in Wang Shiwu's hand flew into the young man's hand.
He waved the sword and chopped.
It was the Sword Qi that Wang Shiwu had performed before.
A wisp of silver sword light flickered on the broken sword, and then shot out in an instant.
The power fluctuation was exactly the same as that of Wang Shiwu, but it was many times more exquisite. The Sword Qi flowed smoothly and naturally. Just a wisp of sword light shot out, and the expressionless white man on the opposite side only had time to show a trace of surprise in his eyes. With a bang, he directly burst into a cloud of blood mist, and even no bones were left …
"This …"
Wang Shiwu was shocked.
What a terrible power!
The same sword move, the same energy, but the different power.
With one sword move, the invincible enemy in his heart was turned into ashes.
"You … Who are you? Why do you know the sword skills that Brother Mu taught me?" Wang Shiwu swallowed and asked in surprise.
"Watch carefully. This is the second move."
The young man in white said again.
This time, the broken sword in his hand was surrounded by silver light, and layers of Gang Light flickered.
In front of him, the red light swirled and converged into a figure, changing between the real and the virtual. His voice was full of hostility. "I didn't expect that there was such an expert like you hiding here. I'm surprised. But I'm a god. You can't kill me. What can you do to me …"
Before his voice died away —
The young man in white flashed and thrust out the broken sword in his hand.
"Sword Qi."
This was another sword skill that Li Mu taught Wang Shiwu.
With a flash of Gang Light, the red figure that had just been condensed was directly cut into two pieces from the top to the crotch like a cake with a sharp knife. The power of Sword Qi broke out, and the two figures were directly blown into nothingness by the burst of Gang Qi.
Wang Shiwu was dumbfounded.
It was still the same move, the same profound meaning, and the same energy fluctuation.
But when it was performed by the young man in white, the power of the Sword Qi was simply explosive.
"Who … who the hell are you?"
He asked in a trembling voice.
The young man turned around.
An extremely handsome face.
He seemed familiar.
Wang Shiwu only felt a flash of lightning in his mind.
It was an unfamiliar face, but for some reason, as soon as he saw the other's eyes, his heart began to beat wildly. It was as if something in the depths of his bloodline was being detonated bit by bit, causing his heart to beat violently.
"You … you are …" Wang Shiwu was a little incoherent, and even he didn't know why.
The young man in white looked at Wang Shiwu, and his eyes, which were originally as vast as the stars, also flickered.
All of a sudden, Wang Shiwu saw that behind the young man in white, wisps of red light flashed, and the Devil Qi filled the air, which turned into a ferocious phantom, rushing over with its claws and fangs. That weird white man was not completely dead.
"Watch out," Wang Shiwu warned in surprise.
The white-robed young man seemed to have predicted this. Without even turning his head, he reached out with his hand. Sword light flowed on his fingertips and turned into a strange sword talisman. Like a net, it wrapped around the red Demon Qi and red light. Then, it shrank and fell into his palm.
The red Devil Qi turned into a red figure the size of an egg, struggling and jumping in the palm of the young man in white.
"Ah, who the hell are you? Are you also a god? "
The little red figure jumped and screamed in horror, and its voice was harsh.
"God?" A trace of sarcasm appeared at the corner of the young man in white's mouth. "With such a trivial skill, how dare you call yourself a god? You are really a frog at the bottom of a well. "He opened his mouth and blew, and a wisp of sword wind flowed and directly blew the little red figure away.
This time, it was completely dead.
At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, in the secret chamber of the Fierce Tiger Organization of North America, a thousand-year-old ebony statue directly exploded and turned into pieces. In the screams, between the pieces of wood, there was a wisp of red blood seeping out, emitting a pungent stench.
After doing all this, the young man in white looked at Wang Shiwu, and his eyes seemed to pass through countless time and space, which made Wang Shiwu a little scared. Suddenly, he smiled and opened his palm, showing five green elixirs with a delicate fragrance, and said, "You, your wife, your daughter, and your parents, one each."
Elixirs?
They looked extremely extraordinary.
Wang Shiwu subconsciously took them and said doubtfully, "Thank you for saving my life. I will never forget such a great kindness. I wonder if you can tell me your honorable name, I …"
The young man in white smiled and said, "I am entrusted to come here. A friend named Wang Shiyu asked me to save you."
"What?" Hearing that, Wang Shiwu trembled all over, and his eyes emitted unprecedented light and excitement. "Shiyu? You … you know my sister? Where … where is she now? Has she finished her closed-door training? Has she come back from the immortal world? Why doesn't she come to see us in person? "
A series of questions were fired like a machine gun.
The young man in white had a complicated look and said, "She still has something to do and can't get away, so she can only ask me to come here."
Still waiting?
"What else is more important than parents?" Wang Shiwu couldn't control himself and said loudly, "If it weren't for Brother Mu, her parents would have died, and she would have a lifetime of regret … If it goes on like this, how long can her parents hold on?"
"You have to believe her." The white-clothed young man sighed and said, "In the vast galaxy, in the vast universe, the path she has taken is the most difficult and filled with thorns. Even the person she loves the most cannot understand her … Remember, no matter what, she is still your sister. Everything she is doing now is for the both of you."
After that, the young man in white turned around.
Wang Shiwu was anxious and said, "Then … is she safe?"
The young man in white slightly paused and said, "Yes, she will take good care of herself."
Wang Shiwu said, "Please tell her that we all miss her very much. No matter what happens, we will stand by her side, and Brother Mu will always support her …"
The young man in white didn't look back. He nodded and said, "I will tell her."
Wang Shiwu had countless feelings in his heart, but he didn't know how to express them.
"By the way, what's your name, hero? Can you tell me? "Wang Shiwu asked again.
The young man in white flashed and disappeared into the distant sky like a beam of light.
"Wang Yanyi."
The last voice came.
Wang Yanyi?
His surname is also Wang?
Wang Shiwu remained silent.
At the same time.
Li Mu finally came to Baoji City.
He passed by the Dragon Bend Reservoir and was surprised to see the huge fruit tree whose canopy had almost covered the whole reservoir.
"This fruit tree … is a little strange."
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