Chapter 839 Request

"Kill the pig?"

This extremely insulting remark immediately angered Dimo. He stretched out his hand and just clapped it. The next moment, flesh and blood grew again.

"Who are you? How dare you stand out?"

Boom.

A punch came, and the old man holding the butcher knife did not move until Dimo's fist came to him. The same scene was reproduced.

The sky flashed, and Dimo ​​retreated.

And at this moment, not only the fist, but his entire hand was picked out of flesh and blood.

"You!!" This time, Dimo ​​finally felt something was wrong. He looked at the old man carefully, and his face showed a horrified expression: "You, you are swinging the knife?"

"Swinging the knife?" Dimo's words made everyone in Mingxin Sect stunned. Someone took action, and Wu'an Jielu breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the old man, he looked puzzled: "He obviously didn't move."

"Moved." The leader of Mingxin Sect made a sound. He looked at the old man, and his pupils shrank in the same way.

"His speed is so fast that you just can't see him moving."

"We can't see it?" The two were stunned, somewhat doubtful. They were all king-level masters. It was okay if they couldn't keep up with each other's speed, but how could they not see it.

"Domain." The leader of Mingxin reminded, "His domain is different from that of ordinary people."

"Domain?" This sentence woke the two people up. Jie Lu stretched out his hand, and the light of the law covered his eyes. The next moment, he saw the old man's movements clearly.

He was wielding the butcher knife in his hand at a weird speed, and the existence of the domain concealed the already weird speed.

"So he just made a move at that moment and took away all the flesh and blood from Di Mo's hand?" Coming to the conclusion, both of them took a deep breath.

"Then why did he wave the knife like this? Isn't it tiring?"

"Deterrence." The leader of Mingxin saw through everything, "He was intimidating Di Mo."

"Deterrence?" Jie Lu was stunned, but soon understood.

This move was scary enough. He came up and directly picked your hand into bare bones. Do you still dare to make a move?

"Who is he?" Wu An was more concerned about the identity of the old man and looked at the leader of Mingxin Sect: "Why did he help us?"

"I don't know either." The leader of Mingxin Sect shook his head. He did not relax his vigilance. Looking at the old man, there was also thought in his eyes: "This man is extremely old, not like a modern strong man, and his moves are also something I have never heard of."

"I have read the general history carefully." Jie Lu was puzzled: "Just based on this invincible attack speed, no matter what weapon is matched, it is extremely terrifying."

"In history, there are only a few people who are famous for their attack speed, and they have all fallen long ago. How could someone appear here?"

"Strange." The leader of Mingxin Sect also felt strange, but he was also paying close attention to the situation in the field.

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"Do you think you can scare me like this?"

Looking down at the old man who kept waving the butcher knife towards him, Di Mo said: "You are just bluffing. If we really fight, I can easily kill you."

"Heh." The old man chuckled in response, and other than that, there was no other movement.

This made Di Mo a little hesitant. He wanted to make a move, but he thought of the old man's fierce tactics just now.

He also consumed a lot of energy in the fight with Shi Xia.

"If you can beat me, you would have made a move long ago." Di Mo spoke to the old man again, trying to find out the old man's strength.

The old man still did not respond, and showed his smooth and lightning-fast swordsmanship.

Di Mo was sweating. He was confident that he was stronger than the old man in front of him, but there was always a chance of something happening. He was 99% confident, but the old man's first two strikes took away not only the meat on his hands, but also the less than 10% fear.

This old man obviously had the ability to hurt him. If he was stronger than him, he would die.