Chapter 881: Still so Protective

After the word oh, there was silence between heaven and earth.

The white-haired old man just watched as the mysterious light that left his fingertips suddenly shattered and turned into a puff of fireworks, disappearing in an instant.

Then the white-haired old man suddenly raised his head, but in his sight, there was only one boot pressing down. With a devastating force, he directly kicked the white-haired old man, who had just shown his demeanor as a great monk, to the mountainside in the distance. middle.

In an instant, a high mountain suddenly broke apart, and countless rubbles rolled down the cliff. Sounds came out one after another, like continuous spring thunder, and the sound was extraordinary.

The momentum this time was much greater than before.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a stream of light swept out from the mountain. The white-haired old man did not hesitate at all, turned around and ran away, without any intention of staying and continuing the fight.

It's just that although the stream of light was extremely fast, it was quickly stopped by a figure. It was a tall man with slightly white temples, but what made people feel weird was that he was wearing an imperial robe.

The tall man, after stopping the white-haired old man, didn't have the slightest intention to speak. He punched the white-haired old man. The white-haired old man couldn't avoid it. He was directly hit in the chest by the punch, and blood immediately spat out from his mouth. out.

This punch almost wiped out half of the white-haired old monk's Taoism, but he just stopped like this. But the man in the emperor's robe did not intend to stop here, but pinched with one hand. Holding the white-haired old man's throat, his face was expressionless.

It seemed that at the next moment, this unparalleled man would break the neck of the white-haired old man in front of him.

The white-haired old man's mouth was bleeding, and there was a little fear in his eyes. Looking at the man in front of him, he said with difficulty, "Which little guy here has an old relationship with you? I just want to stop it. How to compensate for it can be discussed."

Although the white-haired old man had already shown weakness, the man in imperial robes just shook his head and asked, "What did you just say? What can't be done? If you have to

Become a martial artist? "

After hearing this, the young Great Sword Immortal Yu Xiyi, who had never been convinced, finally couldn't stand anymore and fell down directly on the pile of rocks. However, he still kept shouting, "Your Majesty, you have enough courage to strike, but You can break a mountain at every turn and you don’t have to pay for it, right?”

The man who had been away from the world for too long smiled casually and said, "It doesn't matter, it's all his own stuff."

As soon as he said this, Yu Xiyi was startled and speechless. In this Daliang territory, it is true that every mountain top is the private property of the man in front of him.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence!

Yun Jianyue saluted with difficulty, bowed and said, "I have met Your Majesty."

Only the young warrior who was the most seriously injured, with blood dripping from wounds all over his body, just lowered his head and did not look at the sky.

If you don't look at that man, you can probably pretend that he has never been here, and then let alone talk about it before we say goodbye.

If you don't look at that man, you probably won't feel aggrieved.

By not looking at the man, she could probably prevent him from seeing the tears streaming down her face.

This young man didn't feel aggrieved when he was fighting with others, and he didn't feel aggrieved when he was about to be beaten to death. But when his elders arrived to stand up for him, he felt extremely aggrieved.

I was so wronged that I couldn't stop my tears, they just kept flowing, mixed with the blood, and I couldn't see clearly or tell them apart.

The man who was definitely the strongest warrior in the world glanced at the young man with his head lowered, his eyes a little soft. Probably after his queen left, the emperor,

That's how it would only be done to him.

When he raised his head, he was a little irritated. Seeing that the white-haired old man had not answered his question, he frowned and directly used the Qi machine to blow up more than a dozen acupuncture points in the old man's body.

Half of the old man's Dao skills were wiped out by the emperor's punch. Now, many of his acupoints were destroyed, and his Dao origin was almost damaged.

But even so, the white-haired old man still did not dare to say any harsh words, because he could clearly sense that there was a looming murderous intention beside him, and he could not tell whether it would become stronger immediately or dissipate.

It seemed like a 50-50 situation, but the white-haired old man didn't dare to gamble at all.

Bet on that one chance.

The extremely domineering warrior in front of him had no intention of showing up for discussion from the very beginning. Could he really lose his temper so quickly now?

"I..." 🅆

The white-haired old man had been thinking for a long time. In fact, he had been thinking whether the man in front of him was angry because of his words about being a martial artist or because of the young martial artist.

Although Yu Xiyi had spoken before, the white-haired old man still felt that such a person would not be so simple.

But as soon as he opened his mouth and said one word, he could no longer speak.

Emperor Liang just had a little more strength in his hands, just a little bit.

"If you don't want to hear it, it doesn't seem to be important. Pay attention in the next life...forget it, I will ensure that your soul will dissipate and there will no longer be the so-called next life."

Emperor Liang exerted slight force, and the acupuncture points in the white-haired old man's body began to collapse again.

Previously, Master Wu Hao said that he wanted to destroy Chen Chao's cultivation and let him experience the pain of going from existence to non-existence. However, it was actually a bit troublesome to do it. However, at this moment, Emperor Liang seemed to be just doing it lightly.

It's easy to do this.

The white-haired old man was in agony, and his face became extremely ugly.

"Chen Che, how dare you do this?!"

In the distant sky, a voice of great pressure suddenly fell. Although the person was not seen, the pressure at this moment was extremely real.

The Daliang Emperor ignored it and just crushed the throat of the white-haired old man with force, and then wiped out his entire life here.

Of course, he did not forget his soul.

An exasperated voice sounded above the sky, "Okay, okay!"

The Daliang Emperor was unmoved, just looking into the distance. In the distance, in a place that no one could see, there was a breath rising.

"I do have something to say to you, but it's a bit troublesome now."

The Daliang Emperor turned his head and glanced at Chen Chao, and said in his heart, "I'll be back soon."

The latter did not raise his head.

The Daliang Emperor was about to go to the distance, but as soon as he raised his foot, he turned his head and looked at the weak breath of the Immortal Wuyang over there.

The former master of the Chixin Temple, in fact, was no longer alive at this moment, and had been rescued by the white-haired old man.

It can be said that surviving this catastrophe is a great fortune for Wuyang Zhenren.

"Why are you still alive?"

As this voice came out, the colorful glow that the white-haired old man had planted in Wuyang Zhenren's forehead suddenly shattered.

Wuyang Zhenren spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even uglier.

Then the figure of the Daliang Emperor flashed away and went thousands of miles away.

"I have something to deal with. I'm afraid I can't post anything today, so I'll post a little first and continue writing after I'm done."