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In the mountains and forests in the early morning, the cold wind is raging and the temperature is still low.

Especially at this time of day and night, the cold wind howling in the mountains and forests is even more icy cold.

At such a temperature, in the mountains and forests, a strong old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged.

When the cold wind slapped on his body, he was still like Yue Zhiyuan, standing still.

If it weren't for the slight undulation of his chest, people would think that he had frozen to death in the autumn frost and dew.

At this time, the sky is slightly bright.

Accompanied by the sound of "wheezing and wheezing", two wild wolves appeared beside the big tree behind the old man.

The faint eyes radiated a bloodthirsty light, staring at the motionless old man.

In this desolate mountain range, not only people cannot eat enough, cannot wear warm clothes, and their lives are in danger at any time, but so are wild beasts.

Looking at the delicious food not far away, the sticky saliva from the mouths of the two hungry wolves fell to the ground drop by drop.

The old man still had his eyes closed and did not make any movements.

It was just a pitch-black epee in his hand, emitting bursts of cold air.

After a long time, a wild wolf finally lost his patience.

He jumped out from behind the tree, and ran in front of the old man a few times.

The stench exhaled from his mouth had sprayed on the old man's face.

And the other one also sprang out, cooperating with its companions, forming a front and back attack.

At this moment, the sun finally jumped out of the horizon and slowly rose.

The old man's body, face, and forehead were covered with frost.

However, he still didn't react at all, but the sword seemed to be... colder.

Looking at the motionless old man, the hungry wolf in front couldn't reach the temptation of food.

Letting go of the last bit of vigilance, he kicked his hind legs, jumped up, opened his huge mouth in the air, and rushed towards the old man's throat.

At the same time, the wild wolf behind let out a howl and rushed over at a high speed.

Just when the wolf's sharp teeth were about to bite the old man's throat.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were full of energy for an instant, as if two shocking rays of light shot out from his eyes.

Grabbing the heavy giant sword beside him with his left hand, he suddenly raised it.

Holding the sword in both hands, he pulled it out from the bottom up, and immediately a blood-colored light suddenly shot out from the pitch-black epee, flashing past.

The wild wolf in front of the old man suddenly shattered in mid-air.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

What's frightening is that there was no sound during the whole process, leaving only blood raining in the sky.

The old man turned around and slashed with his sword.

The blade flashed through the body of the wild wolf behind him.

The animal didn't even have time to utter a whine before its entire body was obliquely split in two.

A large amount of wolf blood sprayed out and scattered in the air, instantly staining the ground in front of the old man red.

At this moment, the mutation regenerated.

From the surrounding bare forest, there was a "shushing" sound, and then five or six skinny hungry wolves emerged, their eyes revealing cruelty.

Presumably it was caused by the howling before.

The old man stood there with firm eyes, staring at the surrounding wolves coldly.

The knotted muscles all over his body supported the thin clothes on his body as if they were about to be broken at any time, full of the beauty of explosion.

The smell of blood stimulated the wolves, and they couldn't bear it anymore after wandering around for a while, and rushed towards them one after another.

Instead of retreating, the old man advanced, holding the Frost Epee, to meet him.

After a while, the smell of blood permeated the woods, even if they were far away, they could still be smelled clearly.

After a while, all the wolves were killed by him alone.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, he tore off his jacket which was torn by wild wolves casually, and slowly wiped the epee in his hand with his bare upper body.

"Who? Come out!"

The voice fell, and from the side of the forest, Dao Kuang led Liu Fuyun and walked out slowly.

When the two came to the old man, Dao Kuang saluted respectfully and said.

"Meet the Thirteenth Elder!"

Liu Fuyun also bowed to salute, he knew that the old man in front of him was the thirteenth elder of Zheri Temple: Sang Zizai.

The master of swordsmanship in Chi Zhiqiang's mouth.

"So it's you kid! Why are you here looking for this old man?"

Sang Zizai said loudly, his voice was loud, like thunder on the ground.

Hearing this, Dao Kuang said hurriedly.

"A few days ago, I went down the mountain and received the disciples. According to the order of the suzerain, I will hand them over to the thirteen elders for teaching!"

"Oh? Ask me to be your teacher? Is that the kid behind you?"

Hearing his question, Dao Kuang let Liu Fuyun sideways and said.

"That's right, this kid's name is Liu Fuyun, he's not weak in swordsmanship, and he probably has a special physique."

As soon as the words fell, the old man's eyes were burning, he looked from Dao Kuang to Liu Fuyun, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"You are Liu Fuyun?! A kid who can refine Tai Sui?"

While speaking, he suddenly jumped forward, striding forward with Lingfeng's strides, leaped a distance of more than ten zhang, opened his arms, and hugged Liu Fuyun into his arms.

His movements were swift and very strange.

Originally, when Liu Fuyun met his eyes, subconsciously, his whole body was already tense and on alert.

However, seeing the old man jumping and stretching out his arms, there was still no time to react.

Being hugged firmly in his arms, the tyrannical force made the bones all over his body creak, and the staring eyeballs were about to fall out.

The knife maniac next to him was stunned, but he didn't dare to make any moves.

Liu Fuyun was already tall, but Sang Zizai was even more majestic.

With just one hug, his feet have been strangled off the ground.

The Xuanyin sword armor was activated automatically, and the sword energy surged towards the old man for a moment.

"Huh? Such a strong sword energy?"

Sang Zizai made a sound in doubt, caught off guard, his arms were shaken away, and he took a step back.

Taking this opportunity, Liu Fuyun made a wrong step, and dodged in front of the opponent.

"Senior, what does this mean...?"

Before he finished speaking, Sang Zizai strode forward again, spreading his arms and making a gesture to embrace again.

Liu Fuyun's heart trembled, knowing that the opponent's arm strength was amazing, so she quickly retreated.

Sang Zizai followed like a shadow, always following behind him comfortably.

The arms parted and closed, and grabbed it again.

How could Liu Fuyun dare to bear it?

Hurriedly shrinking his neck to hide his head, he made a quick turn, and nimbly slipped under the old man's left armpit.

Unexpectedly, the old man's left hand sank slightly, and his fingers twisted on top of his head.

Liu Fuyun's body turning momentum was involuntarily strengthened, and her feet turned a few more circles.

The whole person is like a spinning top, turning back again.

Before he had time to react, he was hugged by the old man.

Pulling her arms hard, Liu Fuyun's half body became sore and limp, and she couldn't use any more strength.

Seeing this, Sang Zizai looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha, you're pretty good, but I don't know how your sword skills are?"

As he spoke, his arms suddenly loosened, and he directly threw Liu Fuyun out.

In mid-air, Liu Fuyun stabilized his figure, a kite turned over and landed lightly on the ground.

With both hands, he slowly pulled out the double swords from behind, with a serious expression on his face.

"Please advise, senior...!"