Chapter 25 (2/2)

White hair.

Black.

Five blood swords.

When Mr. Wujian stepped on the back mountain cliff, he was also in his prime.

In addition to Shen Zhenyi, everyone else stepped back three steps at the same time. They just felt the breath in their chest was stagnant, and they felt oppressed that they couldn't breathe.

Mr. Wujian is a tall man, wearing black linen clothes and straw sandals. He only uses a straw rope to tie his waist. Except for the five swords on the back, he had no other decoration. His white hair was scattered and his expression was cold.

The image of him at the fireside last night was quite different.

His eyes narrowed, his eyes were like needles, and his eyes were hollow.

To him, everything in Jiuyou place is just like a mole ant.

Shen Zhenyi looked at him from afar and sighed: ”the secret method of changing blood. If you can practice it to this level, you are also tenacious.”

This kind of opportunistic skill can lead to long life and accumulate true Qi, but it is also easy to lose oneself. It is very difficult to cultivate to a higher level because of the lack of unity of essence, Qi and spirit.

Mr. Wujian looked at the sky above his head and said: ”I've been relegated to this place. All I want is to return to my hometown. How can I be as ignorant as a layman?”

Since his birth, his vision and insight are not comparable to those of ordinary people in the nine secluded land. How can he endure being imprisoned in this corner?

Shen Zhenyi frowned slightly. ”Since you come from the upper world, you should have your own way of practice. But you have to practice this secret method of exchanging blood at the expense of others and benefiting yourself. Don't you think it will damage your fortune?”Mr. Wujian burst out laughing, ”those of us who practice martial arts are respected by the strong. What kind of blessing can we say?”

Since you have chosen to practice martial arts, you will only believe in yourself.

Shen Zhenyi nodded, no more words.

Both men were silent, waiting for the moon eye to rise.

There is a strange silence in the back mountain of abandoned sword villa.

Watching the crowd, they were awed by the momentum of these two people inadvertently, and even dare not to come out of the atmosphere. He only stretched his neck and widened his eyes to see how the two masters beyond the imagination of Jiuyou's land could fight?

Chu Huoluo pinches a cold sweat for Shen Zhenyi. She has no bottom in her heart.

”Master, you won't be defeated! Even the eight masters together to him, he is just understatement can break it! This is just Mr. Wujian's affectation. He must not be the master's opponent! ” She could only comfort herself.

But Chu Huoluo knows clearly in her heart that Mr. Wujian is definitely not an affectation.

All the people present, except Mr. Shen, can easily crush to death with one finger.

The moon is in the middle of the sky.

People bathed in the soft light of the moon eye, just like a column of light, piercing the night and covering the white tower.

Mr. Wujian opened his eyes, looked at Shen Zhenyi, nodded his head slightly and said, ”let's go!”

He stepped lightly under his feet, just like a big black bird rising into the air, turning two somersaults in the air, and leaping to the top of the white tower.

Shen Zhenyi smiles and taps on the armrest of the wheelchair. The wheelchair floats out of thin air. It looks like a feather in the wind, soaring up with the airflow!

People take a breath. Their lightness skills are beyond everyone's knowledge.

Mr. Wujian is just as good. He is still holding himself with great true Qi. He can jump tens of Zhang high.

However, Shen Zhenyi's method is just astonishing, and I don't know how to do it.

”A feather in the sky forever!”

Mr. Wujian's face sank and said with a sneer, ”sure enough, you also come from there.”

He reached out and pointed to the moon eye in the sky.