Chapter 24 (1/2)

The old man's back was suddenly shaken.

He has been bending his waist, but when Shen Zhenyi called him broken, he unconsciously straightened up and looked taller than ordinary people. The white hair is scattered, and it will be automatic when there is no wind.

The hemp clothes on the body also inflated, and the whole person immediately showed a dangerous momentum.

Caught off guard, Chu Huoluo blocks Shen Zhenyi in front of her in a hurry and shows her defensive driving.

Shen Zhenyi smiles and gently guides her left hand to indicate her to sit down.

”No matter what, today is not the time for the decisive battle. Mr. Wujian will not fight.”

He slowly picked up his glass and took a sip, as warm as the spring breeze.

The momentum of the old man was gradually subdued. He turned his head slowly. His haggard face was like rotten wood on the road. Only his eyes occasionally showed a faint light.

”You knew it was me?”

He asked Shen Zhenyi.

Shen Zhenyi shakes his head, ”today's Qi engine traction, just feel that you are here. I can't imagine that Mr. Wujian, who is famous all over the world, has been at the foot of abandoned sword villa, but nobody knows about it. ”

This roadside wine and food stall has been standing for decades.

Shen Shou took his childhood Shen Zhenyi to eat beef noodles here.

At that time, the owner of the stall was the old man with white hair, and Shen Shou once lamented that he had been here when he was a child, and there was no change at all.

Today, Shen Zhenyi sensed the murderous spirit of Mr. Wujian and found his hiding place.

Mr. Wujian is silent.

He walked slowly to the small table. His steps seemed to have been measured. There was no difference at all. With each step forward, his momentum increased by one point. Chu Huoluo's palms are sweating. Now she is the seventh martial arts master. But in front of this person, she dare not even have the idea of resistance.

Shen Zhenyi is still light.

Mr. Wujian went to the small table top and sat down opposite Shen Zhenyi. Staring at the pot of osmanthus wine on the table, he said coldly, ”I have studied sword for 200 and 76 years. Since the secret of blood exchange has been successful, I have never drunk wine again.”

Shen Zhenyi nodded. ”There are many taboos in this martial art. You should have a heart like a cold stone, a body like a dead wood, and wine and color are all obstacles to practicing this martial art.”

Mr. Wujian closed his eyes. ”However, with this method, I have to cut the moon, which can be called the best in the world.”

Shen Zhenyi even nodded, ”if you can bear to practice the secret method of changing blood for more than 500 years, you may not have no chance to cut off the moon.”

”But with you.” Mr. Wujian's face was ugly, and the green light in his eyes was like a ghost fire.

Over the past two hundred years, he has killed all the masters who have stepped into the realm of Shenwu Taoism. On the one hand, he is to practice the secret method of exchanging blood, on the other hand, he is also to prevent the birth of genius.

It has to be said that he was successful for at least the first two hundred years.

It's a pity to have a third son of Shen.

-- the incomparable Third Master Shen.

Kendo has been possessed by him at the age of 17. If he is given another 10 years or 8 years, God knows what level of martial arts he can achieve?

Therefore, he had to go out of the pass, and forced to use the killing method to improve his Qi and recover to the peak state.

In any case, Shen Zhenyi should be removed first.

But when he saw it today, he realized that the situation was not as simple as he thought.