Lao Zhengqing is a martial arts tycoon. He has not married or had children in his nearly fifty years old. He has spent most of his life studying martial arts.

Although he became the guardian saint of the Han family because of money, he did not like to kill people.

The purpose of each move is to defeat the other party and make the other party lose its combat effectiveness.

Of course, he didn't resist killing.

For example, if you encounter a tough guy like Yang Yuning, if he doesn’t kill him, the other party will not admit defeat.

So in order to make the other party admit defeat completely, he doesn't mind killing the other party.

The madness that Yang Yuning showed made him feel that he had to kill.

If such a person is kept, he will be like a time bomb, and something will happen one day.

So, he said just now that he was ready to take action and directly took Yang Yuning's life.

"Then you think you are God?"

"Who knows who died before the end?"

Yang Yuning sneered and changed the machete that was originally holding on his right hand to his left hand.

His right arm was cut by Lao Zhengqing's big knife, and the blood dyed his entire arm red.

But he didn't care.

His left hand is just as good as it is.

Boring!

The sword energy was scattered, and the sound of metal colliding with metal made the eardrums of everyone present buzz.

With a click.

The machete in Yang Yuning's hand finally couldn't bear the huge force and was directly broken into two pieces.

Although the machete is made of stainless steel, it is still not as good as Lao Zhengqing's treasure sword passed down from generation to generation.

Yang Yuning's expression changed, and he immediately exerted force on his legs and kicked to the ground.

But before he could retreat, the tip of Lao Zhengqing's knife had approached his heart.

The sword aura and murderous intent rushed towards Yang Yuning.

He wanted to escape, but Lao Zhengqing was much better than everyone he had met, and he didn't have time at all.

Lao Zhengqing's knife is so fast!

It was almost as if he knew he wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

At this moment, Yang Yuning thought he would definitely die.

But what he didn't expect was that just as the tip of Lao Zhengqing's knife was about to pierce into his heart, a black shadow suddenly flashed.

The next moment, he felt a hand push him violently.

He staggered and fell to the ground beside him.

And when he raised his head, he saw Xiao Tianmo standing at the position he was standing in the same position as if he had descended from the gods.

"Brother Tianmo!"

Yang Yuning couldn't help but shout.

He knew he was saved.

But at this moment, Xiao Tianmo had no time to agree to him.

Because while pushing him away, Xiao Tianmo stretched out two fingers and clamped the big knife in Lao Zhengqing's hand tightly.

Lao Zhengqing was shocked. Someone could control his fast forward sword with just two fingers.

This is something that has never happened before.

Of course, looking back on his past experience, he was not invincible and invincible.

Five years ago, a top killer nicknamed Hai Luosha defeated him in the world.

At that time, as he did just now, he had the opportunity to stab the heart of Hai Luosha.

But what unexpected happened, Hai Luosha directly patted the big knife in his hand with both palms.

In the end, he was convinced that defeat.

It was because of that big battle that he no longer challenged masters everywhere and became famous.

He became a visitor to the Han family, lived in the back garden of the Han family, and devoted himself to martial arts.

Now that five years have passed, he thought that no one could intercept the big knife in his hand again.

But unexpectedly, a similar situation occurred again.

And this time, the other party only used two fingers.

This young boy who looked only twenty-five or twenty-six years old actually controlled the big knife in his hand with only two fingers!

Lao Zhengqing's face was extremely difficult to see in an instant.
Chapter completed!