Chapter 1321 Horror Energy

The little old man glanced at the girl, and a look of horror flashed in the depths of his eyes, which was too obscure for Han Yu to notice.

After a glance, he looked away, took off his apron, walked to the side seat, picked up the water glass, and poured tea for Han Yu.

Han Yu walked over, locking the little old man with his soul power.

Han Yu didn't believe that he was just a practitioner of the third level of earth and martial arts, but no matter how Han Yu probed, the answer he got was the same.

Moreover, his aura was weaker than before. The energy in his body did a lot of damage to him and was eroding his cultivation all the time.

Han Yu took the teacup from the little old man, sat down and took a sip, and asked, "Senior, how long have you been here?"

The little old man smiled and said, "It's been a long time, and I don't remember clearly."

His smile is very simple, just like a very ordinary and kind elder.

Han Yu asked, "Senior, have you been blacksmithing for a living?"

The little old man nodded, took a sip of tea, and didn't say much.

Han Yu thought for a while, and said: "Senior, I see that you have two breaths, one is strong and the other is weak. The strong one is suppressing the weak one. Have you been injured before?"

The little old man sighed, and said, "That was many years ago."

Han Yu said: "Senior, didn't you find a cure?"

The little old man smiled bitterly and said, "My injury is very serious and it is difficult to heal!"

It could be seen that the little old man still cared about his injury, but after a long time, he got used to it.

Han Yu said: "Senior, let the junior help you look?"

The little old man looked at Han Yu, froze for a moment, shook his head, and said, "You can't help me."

Although the energy in the little old man's body was stronger than his cultivation, it was nothing to Han Yu. Han Yu said: "Let the younger generation try it!"

The little old man thought for a while and nodded.

Han Yu said: "Senior, give me your hand."

The little old man stretched out his left hand, Han Yu grabbed the little old man's wrist, and the Dragon Basket was running quietly, suddenly erupting with terrifying devouring power.

"boom!"

There was an explosion in the little old man's body, and the energy that had been relatively calm was instantly as if a boulder had been thrown into a calm lake, and the waves were choppy.

The energy turned into a flood and pulsed out from the little old man's hands.

"Boom!"

Han Yu's hand was knocked away heavily, and his palm became numb for a while.

"This?" Han Yu was shocked.

The energy in the little old man's body was so powerful that he had never seen it before. When he was calm, he was able to escape the detection of Han Yu's soul power, but once it erupted, it would be extremely terrifying.

The little old man's body trembled, and his face instantly flushed.

The girl and Xiaojiao who were playing on the side were shocked.

"senior!"

Han Yu hurriedly grabbed the little old man's hand and started to run the Dragon Ba Bible again.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, an extremely powerful energy poured into Han Yu's body, like a wild horse running wild, bumping into Han Yu's meridians. As strong as Han Yu, he felt as if his meridians were going to be exploded.

"snort!"

Han Yu snorted, and his hand was bounced away again. At this time, the black hole erupted with terrifying devouring power, devouring all the energy, only to prevent Han Yu's body from being blown up.

The little old man stopped Han Yu, but no matter how hard he tried, the explosive energy gradually calmed down.

Han Yu's complexion became extremely exciting, and now he was finally sure that the little old man had more than three martial arts cultivation bases, he was very powerful, but the energy that suppressed him was even stronger, so that his cultivation base gradually faded.

Han Yu looked at the little old man nervously. It took about three minutes for the violent energy in the little old man's body to subside, and his face returned to normal.

"Senior, I'm sorry!" Han Yu said guiltily.

Although the little old man seemed calm, Han Yu knew that if he hadn't been strong, the burst of energy just now would have been enough to destroy him. The energy in his body was simply untouchable, untouchable.

The little old man shook his hand and said, "It's nothing, you are also kind."

Han Yu smiled wryly. He did have good intentions, but he almost did something bad with good intentions.

Han Yu asked: "Senior, what is your cultivation?"

The burst of energy made Han Yu's heart tremble, and the little old man's cultivation must reach its peak.

The little old man sighed: "It doesn't matter what cultivation is, I'm just an old man now."

The little old man stood up, walked over and began to forge irons. His thin back looked unusually lonely at this moment.

Han Yu sighed quietly, the most painful thing is the twilight of a hero, right?

This little old man must have been a top expert in the past, but now he is forging iron alone, suffering from that force every day, and can only wait to grow old day by day.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside, and a middle-aged man walked in.

"If you want to buy a weapon, it's outside." The little old man said calmly without even looking at it.

The middle-aged man stood outside the shop, his eyes swept slowly, and saw Xiao Jiao who was playing with the girl, with a smile on his face, and then looked at Han Yu.

Han Yu was keenly aware that the middle-aged man's intentions were not pure, so he stood up and pulled the girl and Xiaojiao behind him.

"Han Yu?" The middle-aged man looked at Han Yu and asked.

"It's me, who are you?" Han Yu asked.

"Luck in the Holy Land of Lingxiao!" said the middle-aged man.

Han Yu frowned, staring at the middle-aged man closely, secretly vigilant. The other party was a master of the fifth level of the Martial Emperor, which made him feel tremendous pressure.

The middle-aged man looked at Han Yu with a smile, as if there was no malice.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke for a while, Xiao Jiao and the girl also fell silent, looking at Fang Yun nervously. Only the sound of "Dangdangdang" striking iron sounded regularly.

The little old man seemed completely immersed in blacksmithing, ignorant of what happened next to him.

"Finally found you, hand over that little beast to me." Fang Yun pointed at the little horn and said domineeringly. As if he came to ask for something from him.

"What do you want it for?" Han Yu asked. This is the question he has been asking.

"You don't need to know about it. I want it in Lingxiao Holy Land, of course there is a reason." Fang Yun said. There was still a smile on his face, but his tone was beyond doubt.

"It's funny, Xiaojiao has nothing to do with your Lingxiao Holy Land, so if you want to take it away, it's too domineering, right?" Han Yu sneered.

"It has already planted karma with my Lingxiao Holy Land, let me tell you this, now I am here to take it away, and I may come to kill it in the future!" Fang Yun's eyes flashed coldly.

"Roar!" Xiaojiao roared angrily, and the opponent protested.

Xiao Jiao has been following Han Yu all the time, how could Han Yu believe Fang Yun's nonsense, but it made him vigilant. From Fang Yun's words, it can be heard that it is definitely not a good thing for Lingxiao Holy Land to ask for Xiaojiao.