Chapter 2361: Raging old man

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At this time, with a roaring sound, the old man with white hair will fly Wu Wuji, and Wu Wuji’s whole person is branded in the void. It should have been empty and empty. At this moment, it seems to have Like a wall blocking him, his nose and face were swollen, his clothes were broken, and the whole person presented a large character on it, which seemed to be too bad.
Not to mention that the old man in white hair is the ancestor of Wu Wuji. Even if he wants to kill Wu Wuji, Wu Wuji does not dare to resist. Of course, even if he wants to resist, it has no effect. Although he claims to be a peerless king. The strong, however, the strength of Xianwang and Xianzun is not at all to a certain extent. Even if he is enchanting, he is not likely to be an opponent of white-haired old man.
Xiang Yang and others looked at the past. When they saw the tragic look of Wu Wuji, they couldn’t help but look at the white-haired old man. The white-haired old man was the old monster on the mountain of the Taoist Emperor. It's even a bit like a fairy, but it's so overwhelming, it's no wonder that it can be one of the founders of the martial arts.
However, this way of meeting the ancestors and the singer Sun Gang’s greetings is indeed a bit special. Xiang Yang’s heart is screaming. If this white-haired old man is his own ancestor, he must say this again, no longer. It’s too bad to be a successor to the madman’s madman.
"Cough, you all look at what the old man is doing, I am still very kind."
When the white-haired old man saw everyone looking at him, he was a little embarrassed and said with a light cough.
"Ha ha..."
After listening to this white-haired old man, not only did Xiang Yang sneer a few times, but even Li Huan, the newly promoted Xianzun, also had a mocking color on his face.
This guy is also called kindness. When a shot is made, Wu Wuji, the peerless king, is branded in the void, and it is not directly destroyed. Go to your kindness. If you are kind, then we Everyone is a saint who teaches all beings.
Xiang Yang’s heart is full of emotions. Sure enough, the strength is still the same thing. The main thing is to be thick enough. Only in this way, this white-haired old man can become the strongman of Daomen, and he can become a pioneer of the martial arts. It is really different. Everything is loud.
"puff..."
Just at this time, Wu Wuji's figure fell from the void a little bit, and when it fell to the ground, he sat down directly, spit out a blood in his mouth, the whole person was languid, whispered, "grandfather, you This is going to let us have this pulse."
Feeling the true and real injury in his body, Wu Wuji grievances want to cry, he is a peerless king, he was become a martial artist, and he was beaten when he faced the ancestors of the extreme martial arts. Dare to fight back, and still really hurt the internal organs, such an injury, even if his resilience is not used to cure the elixir, it will take at least several days to return to a complete state.
Others who saw their own ancestors must have been very happy. They cried and cried and asked their ancestors to teach them more. But Wu Wuji met his own ancestors, and there was no such thing as a fight. He felt that life was not there. The meaning is that this martial art king is simply too wrong.
"If you can kill you like this, then what about it?"
When Wu Wuji’s heart was sad, the white-haired old man was the fifth honor of Daomen. Originally, he showed a modest smile to Xiang Yang and others. Now, after listening to Wu Wuji’s words, he turned his head directly, cold and cold. One channel,
"There is a martial art, which is not to temper the body to the peak. It is reasonable to say that the new one in the fairy world that opened up the body of the big body should be my martial art. But, look at you, practice. Up to now, it has become the repair of the six pillars of the Dalu, and the power of the flesh has only just reached the Da Luo situation. Do you mean that you are the martial artist of the martial arts? If Laozi is a madman All of the descendants of the martial arts must be destroyed."
While talking, this guy looked at Wu Wuji's look and felt that his hand was too light, so he rushed over and seized Wu Wuji and was a violent blow.
"You are so sorry for your face, are you so embarrassed?"
"The reason why the martial arts is called the extreme martial arts, and the single pass of the generation, even the gods of that year were left to the martial arts, just to give you enough resources, so that each of you can be invincible in the world, can become the strongest in the world. The pulse, but you guys, let me down, and kill you."
"Hey..."
With a burst of sound, the poor Wu Wuji did not breathe a few breaths, and was beaten again. He was stunned, his hands clasped his head, whispering and not knowing what to say.
Xiang Yang and others saw that this scene was full of strange colors. I only thought that this white-haired old man was too ferocious. Even Wu Wuji’s young disciple shivered and said,
I was wrong, I should not join the martial arts. ,I want freedom..."
"Small nephew, do you want to betray the teacher's door? Give me over... I will teach you a meal instead of a madman."
"Hey..."
Ever since, the kid was also directly attacked by the white-haired old man, and there was a voice coming over, but several people in Xiangyang seemed to be strange.
"There is also a martial arts in the martial arts? Isn't the term Wudouzi a general term for the martial arts?" Xiang Yang looked at the white-haired old man's violent education for Wu Wuji and his apprentices, and he was not interested. But curiously turned to look at Li Huan.
"Boss, it is said that the founder of the martial art is a polar warrior. The fighting power of the other side is terrifying. It is one of the strongest among the immortals. It is also a belligerent madman. It is also called a madman. Later, because All the descendants of the martial arts are all looking for people to challenge, so they are crowned with the name of the madman."
Li Huan said quickly.
Although Li Huan did not know how many years he was locked up in the battlefield of the fairy, but the martial art was very prosperous in his time. Even at that time, there was a strong martial artist who was his old opponent. He naturally Extreme martial arts have been studied.
"How many pioneers are there in the martial arts?" Xiang Yang asked curiously.
"In the past, there was only one madman in the legend. Now there is another fifth lord of Taoism. It seems that not only one madman, but perhaps other sages." Said with a look of doubt in the face.
If it is before, everyone agrees that the martial art is only created by a madman, but now everyone feels that it is not necessarily the same. You can suddenly add a fifth tribute to the door. Naturally, you can add more The strong became the founder of the martial arts.
"Little friends want to know this. Just ask the old man directly. Why do you ask Tiangu Xianzun?"
At this time, the old man of Baifa had been educated, and Wu Wuji and his disciples were lying on the ground and mourning. He himself came to Xiangyang and said with a smile.
Xiang Yang glanced at the Wu Wuji mentor and immediately felt a pain for the Wu Wuji mentor. It was really terrible. The mentor and the apprentice were almost beaten, and Wu Wuji was the case. Wu Wang, a person who is very strong in cultivation, can live as long as he can breathe. His disciples have even been beaten by the people who have not reached the fairyland, and now Wu Wuji is taking out the healing Xiandan to the disciples. Go, then the two lie side by side and mourn.
It is conceivable that with today's experience, this pair of teachers and apprentices must have regretted joining the martial arts...
However, Xiang Yang’s eyes have already opened the acupoint space, and they can see different situations without using special techniques. He found that both Wu Wuji and his disciples actually got after being beaten by the white-haired old man. A lot of benefits, especially Wu Wuji's disciples, are all transparent, all the impurities have been refining, and with Wu Wuji putting the medicinal herbs into the mouth of his disciples, his disciples burned with flames. The vitality is at its peak, even when Xiang Yang is in that realm, he can't compare with this kid.
Obviously, although the white-haired old man really beat the two, he also helped the two, which made the two get a lot of benefits.
"Ask you will say?"
Xiang Yang did not continue to see Wu Wuji mentor, but turned his eyes on the white-haired old man. When he remembered that Sun Qingya and Monica two Xiao Nizi said that they would set a gambling battle with the old man, they suddenly felt a little bit. Unbelievable, this old guy is the fifth lord of the Taoist Temple. From ancient times to the present, it is the worldly celestial figure of the great Luo Jiuzhong Tianfeng. Even the shameless promise to fight against himself, it seems that it is not a The guy in the spectrum.
Of course, this guy can already see it when he beats Wu Wuji and his apprentices. It is definitely not a good deal. He said that he is not reliable or that Xiang Yang did not find a suitable vocabulary for a while. He is high.
According to Xiang Yang’s experience, this unreliable guy is definitely not good at coping.
"Not necessarily, maybe you will tell me."
Sure enough, when Xiang Yang’s voice fell, he heard the white-haired old man smile and looked at Xiang Yang.
Xiang Yang clearly saw that the white-haired old man was talking as he was, and he seemed to have just learned that Wu Wuji’s mentoring did not make him enjoyable. At this moment, he was thinking about the lessons of Xiang Yang’s meal.
Seeing this, Xiang Yang’s brow suddenly wrinkled. If he was stared at by this old guy, he was really bad. He just didn’t know if Li Huan could stop this guy.
It feels like a little hanging. After all, Li Huan has just broken through to become the realm of Da Luo, and the other party is already famous. I don’t know how many years. Even when Li Huan is just a fairy king, the white-haired old man is already a fairy. Respected, the immersion of countless years, its strength has reached the level of terror.
"Old man, is your beard itch?"
When Xiang Yang thought about it, when the voice of the old white-haired man fell, he heard Sun Qingya snoring and looked at him with a bad look.
"Oh... I think he is itchy all over the body, or how dare he talk to his brother?"
Monica also turned her head and said with a sneer at the old man.
"Uh..."
Originally, it looked very impressive. Even the white-haired old man who had a bit of prestige listened to the words of two Xiao Nizi. The look on his face instantly solidified. He coughed and quickly approached two little girls and whispered, " I said, two little grandmothers, don’t do it right with me. This is not in the Jiu Di Mountain. You must at least give me some face. I am also the fifth honor of the door. I can’t lose face outside. Oh... ah, hurt... don’t pull it...

It’s a pity that his words have not been finished yet, and the screams came out. I saw two little hoes, one left and one right, screaming at his mustache, and the face of the white-haired old man’s face changed. It is.
At this time, the white-haired old man looked like he was arrogant and arrogant in the past, and looked pitiful.