The sea feels strange and unusual.

I didn't notice the woman's heartbeat on the motorcycle just now, so I didn't notice that she was already in the car at all, but later I could hear it clearly. Now that the old man has just appeared, not only was he shocked, but the woman's heartbeat has also become a little unstable. And this old man is indeed beating easily and soothingly, as if the matter is now and a small matter, and he doesn't take Canghai and the woman seriously.

"I am here to do business, what are you going to interfere?" The woman turned her head slightly, looked at the old man coldly, and said indifferently. The old man seemed very surprised: "Oh? Do you know me?"

"I don't know the clown in the jumping beam." Since the old man came out, the woman opened her mouth and kept silent. She looked at the old man with disgust: "See you are not young and have a higher self-respect, your life is more important."

When the old man heard that he was called a clown, his old face twitched slightly: "Does he sees an old person make you feel that he is so old? Hey, oh, I was surprised just now. He had such skills at such a young age. Now, he turned out to be an old woman, just an old woman pretending to be a ghost. If the old man doesn't know you, you don't need to scare people from Miyamoto. Besides, do you think you can beat the old man? You will take my life." As he said that, he laughed.

The woman ignored the old man's threat at all, and said with no wrinkles on her young face: "Anyway, I don't necessarily lose to you."

"Interesting." The old man laughed: "Interesting." As soon as he finished speaking, his thin and dry hand suddenly grabbed the woman two meters away in the air.

Seeing this posture, Canghai felt inexplicable. People with high skills generally involve Qigong. Some can indeed make objects from the air, but compared to similar opponents, the Qigong of crushing the light bulb tea cup has no effect at all. However, the woman's face suddenly became vaginal after the old man used this posture. She seemed very afraid, and her long legs kept dodging, and she avoided it like a rabbit.

"Have you run away?" The old man laughed, but his breath was long and unobstructed. He did not exhaust his strength because of his smile. He stretched out his hand again, and then his steps also moved, capturing the dodging woman like a shadow.

The woman felt the surrounding aura suddenly become cold without any warning when the old man reached out. This was a sign of air solidification. The old man grabbed the void with one hand and was able to vaguely solidify the void. This is not a superpower, nor a god, but a top skill of internal energy that appears after practicing the internal energy of Qigong to the highest level, and the top skill of the external energy from the virtual to the real. The literati gave him a good name: the Dragon-Catching and Crane Controlling.

"What a great dragon-catching hand." Although the woman was panicked, she still snorted coldly from her mouth. Her long legs suddenly stood still, her small mouth opened slightly, and she exhaled, and she stopped dodging. Her internal strength flowed throughout her body, and her legs kicked out like lightning.

The old man who was indifferent to the opposite side was not angry but happy. His hands once again became a "dragon-catching hand" and his feet did not stop. He ran into the woman for more than thirty times.

Canghai was there and felt puzzled. He only saw the old man stretching his hands forward, shaped like a zombie, but his steps were flexible and unresponsive, but there was nothing to be surprised about. The woman who just now fell to him was as if she was facing a great enemy, and she was disgraced and kept dodging.

"Aren't you filming a ghost movie?" Cang Hai asked himself timidly in his heart. He did not sense murderous aura from the old man. But the woman's heartbeat was indeed much more intense because of excitement.

He didn't know that due to his shallowness in martial arts cognition, he could no longer understand this level of struggle. In his opinion, there was nothing good about the woman and the old man who flashed and broke. Although his footwork was exquisite, there was nothing good about it. If the woman hadn't tried her best to avoid the old man's stiff movements, he would have thought he was playing like a child.

Zombies and beautiful women playing.

Fortunately, the woman stopped dodging and shouted and started attacking. The old man seemed to be no longer as relaxed as before.

"Oh, you have already practiced your internal energy and released it out." The old man said in surprise, then laughed: "It's interesting and interesting. Come again." As soon as the words fell, the zombie-like body was like a broken bone, twisted into an earthworm, and the bones were used as a medium, and began to attack the woman without gaps.

Canghai was shocked: "What a wonderful attack. There is no gap or flaw at all. How could this old man have such strong physical strength? What is the internal strength and external release?"

Fist is afraid of being strong at a young age, which is axiom in the martial arts world. Human beings' supernatural functions will gradually age as time goes by. Although the current mercenary technology can delay the aging speed and degree of the body, when it reaches a level like this old man, those technologies have become dispensable assistance and cannot fundamentally restore people to a young age.

The duel between masters consumes even more vitality. Experts of the same level, one has no worries about food and clothing, and the other has been fighting. Even if the latter can improve their skills, relatively speaking, the former will live twenty years more than the latter. This is still the result of a failure. Because the latter has already consumed too much life essence.

"Who is this old man?" The woman was secretly palpitations. Although she could temporarily block the entire joints of the old man's body with huge internal strength, the old man's internal strength was shocking and numb, and she could no longer continue to block this way. The internal strength was quickly consumed. As her mind trembled, her legs suddenly condensed, and the old man screamed strangely, and his hands were squeezing at the woman's breasts like a ghost. This move was a secret move. If this move was solid, the woman would not be a simple serious injury, but would die suddenly.

"Hmph, I want to take the opportunity to stop and take my yasha thorn."

It turned out that the old man had already seen that the woman had consumed too much, and her internal strength could not keep up with the rhythm. His legs suddenly condensed to force him to retreat with one force to withdraw from the battle circle. The old man with a vicious eyes naturally knew all this clearly. But although he stood up in the confrontation just now, he suffered a lot of secret losses. At this time, the woman was obviously exhausted. Although he wanted to stop, he still decided to decide this move.

The woman saw the old man's yak thorn, which was so vicious that she became really angry. She had changed her love in her early years, and had a extreme personality, and never had a good face to men. This time she came to look for Canghai, on the one hand, she was entrusted by others, and on the other hand, she also wanted to see what the so-called "mercenary legend" man was, but she saw something inappropriate from Xiao Yan's face. This was also the reason why he never took ruthless action against Canghai when he came here.

But this old man was not only feminine and cruel, but also vicious and despicable. She was angry and was so frightened that she didn't stop the yak. ​​Her legs suddenly bulged, her pants were windless, and her right leg kicked at the old man's head quickly. The old man didn't expect that this woman would break up like this. Not only did she not avoid it, but she would have to lose both sides and even die together. However, he couldn't do it now, but he gritted his teeth and increased his strength.

Between all this happening and breathing, Canghai's eyes couldn't see clearly at all by the old man's yak and the woman's kick.

"There is such a master in the world." Canghai's eyes were narrowed into slits. In addition to his deep surprise, a huge fighting spirit also arose.

"Puff" and "Puff" sound, the old man flew out directly, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed all over the sky. The woman was not much better, and she staggered back and retreated to the side of Canghai before falling to the sky. Canghai caught it all at once and gently placed it on the ground.

"The qi and blood are surging, lying calmly."

Canghai slowly walked to the old man: "Are you okay? Old man?"

The old man glared at Canghai fiercely and sat up slowly: "Hmph, that old lady is even worse than me."

The woman heard the old man say that she was an old woman, and couldn't help but scream in pain: "Your mother is an old woman."

The old man laughed and said, "Hmph, Canghai, you have to move the Nine Astronomy Network, don't think that the old man is afraid of death."

Canghai looked at the old man: "I don't know who you are, why did you kill you?"

"Hmph, you killed my two disciples, isn't it very appropriate for me to kill you?" The old man sat there, regulating his breath and said coldly: "If you don't kill me, when the old man recovers his skills, he will kill you with one finger."

Canghai thought for a while: "Are you a pseudo-sharp elder?" He thought for a while and found that among the people he killed, the only ones who could be the old man's apprentice were the killer captains who were on the same level as him.

"You said to me? Humph, what's the matter? I'm ranking me on the sting me." Although the old man said that, Canghai still saw the little bit of hidden pride in the old man's wrinkles. However, he didn't understand what the old man said and asked again.

"Hmph, the old guys on the Heart-Steping List are indeed all perverts."

The old man did not answer, but the woman over there coughed a few mouthfuls of blood and said fiercely: "Canghai, I warn you that these old guys are all perverts. If you don't kill him, he will kill you at any time."

"Heart Thorn List? The first time I heard it." Canghai smiled calmly: "He will kill me, can't you? But I see that both of you have deep internal injuries. One is a concussion and a severely damaged temple. It cannot be recovered in a short period of time. The other is that the breast acupoint was penetrated and cannot recover in a few months. What am I afraid of?"

"But, what is the Thorn Heart List? Can you give me some advice?" Cang Hai laughed: "Maybe I will let you go if I know."

"This is not something you can know." A familiar voice from the sea came into everyone's ears, but the beggar brothers slowly walked out from the end of the path.

As soon as the person came out, the old man and the woman frowned deeply: They are two more masters.

"Do you two have human nature? Judging from your appearance, you must have been there for a long time? I didn't come out to help me when I was tortured by someone?" Cang Hai was surprised countless times today and was already numb. The beggar brothers came to his face, but he still didn't sense the aura of the two of them at all. Only then did he realize that their strength in front of him was just the tip of the iceberg, and his martial arts insights were really low.

The beggar brother walked directly to the woman, looked at her short body, and said lightly: "I can't die, I just need to rest for a few months. If I don't do it, I will just be disabled."

The beggar brother just stood there and looked at the old man indifferently: "Ghost King?"

Canghai was stunned, thinking that the beggar was mocking the image of the old man. Unexpectedly, the old man touched his head, which was still bleeding: "It's me, who are you? Look at your momentum, you should also be on the thrilling list, right?"

The beggar brother touched his nose: "I am that youngest? Ghost King, why are you here in Qingdao if you don't live in southern Yunnan for retirement?"

The Ghost King snorted coldly, rolled his eyes and said, "If your disciple is killed, will you come out to take revenge?"

The beggar looked at Canghai: "What did you do?"

"No, I don't know who he is talking about." Cang Hai shrugged: "Among the people I killed, there is no one else who can be his apprentice except the Captain Thorn Heart in my original organization."

The old man rolled his eyes and turned to Canghai again: "You little devil, you actually open your eyes and talk lies." He struggled to stand up: "I will take your life today even if I try my best." As he said that, he wiped a soft sword from his waist, threw it slowly, and said to the beggar: "What's your relationship? Do you want to interfere?"

The beggar yawned and sat down under the small tree. The ghost king chuckled, then turned to a soft sword and said, "Don't think that if I'm seriously injured, I can't do anything to you. Mercenary Legend."

He shook his soft sword: "I don't want to scare you. Although I only have one move, it's better to be cautious about this move. Just die. It's ugly to see if you don't have to die. It's considered to give this brother all his face."

The beggar said lightly: "Be careful."

Canghai was a little dissatisfied. He didn't believe that this old man could handle him in one move. The turtle soldier flashed and was about to step forward.

"Canghai, use your last lotus flower, otherwise you will die." Canghai's younger brother suddenly said, "I won't take action." Canghai's brow frowned deeply. The first time he used lotus flower outside was to fight a beggar. The lotus flower is powerful and cannot be controlled by himself. Since he said that, do he feel like his brother that this so-called "ghost king" can kill him in one move?

When the old man heard what the beggar brother said, his turbid eyes flashed: "Lianhua? Hehe, it's interesting." As soon as the old man held the soft sword, Canghai felt that the soft sword suddenly seemed to be hard. He frowned and felt the vigorous internal energy on the soft sword.

"How could it be? How could there be internal energy on the soft sword? That's not the old man himself, it's just a sword." Canghai was shocked: "Is this what they just said about internal energy and external release? But how is this possible? It's not a martial arts novel."

"The sea, lotus!"

The old man had already used the simplest "Strength to Slash Huashan".

Canghai then realized why the woman seemed so urgent when facing the simple pursuit of the old man just now. This old man didn't know what internal energy he was practicing. Canghai actually felt that his behavior was so difficult.

"What a weird internal energy." Canghai felt the numb feeling on his body. The sense of danger had already made him subconsciously gather the small amount of internal energy in his body. He had not yet performed the Lotus's hand gesture, but the soft sword had a huge murderous aura that could only be rolled up by a wide-back knife, and slashed down like thunder.

As he had no choice but to use the Lotus's thorn-out style. In a hurry, he could not hesitate too much. When the sword was approaching his body, he felt the hellish coldness and hurriedly used his essence and blood to stimulate potential. Finally, he finished the Lotus's tweak and exhaled and opened his voice: "Lotus!"

Youran had a silver light, and he met the sword head-on like a spiral.

In an instant, they collided together.

"Is this really a soft sword?" Canghai, who was flying backwards, smiled bitterly in the air, couldn't help but spurt out blood, and fell to the ground in a mess. The old man even flew backwards, fell on the tree, and rolled down again: "What a powerful force. Youthful, hehe."

The beggar brothers really just stood there and watched without taking action.

The younger brother said: "Although Canghai is seriously injured, his response and overall strength have indeed improved greatly compared to before."

The brother said, "Look at the woman over there, she seems to have fainted."

"The woman obviously has an internal and external force. She is a top expert. Why is she so handsome?" He muttered to himself, as if he knew all the masters in the world. He looked at the ghost king who was still vomiting blood: "Old man, do you know him?"

The Ghost King vomited several mouthfuls of blood in anger, and he didn't say anything.

"Forget it, Canghai, take him back to heal his wounds." The beggar brother said, and said to Canghai who was slowly walking over.

Canghai spitted blood: "Can I take it back? I'm seriously injured now, okay? This old man wants to kill me. Why take him back? And he has been reluctant to tell the truth, saying that he is avenging his disciples. Who knows whether it is true or false?"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes and stopped breathing: "My apprentice is Zhang San and Li Si."

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