The strongest collapse system

Chapter 794
What suddenly appeared was an old man in black with white hair, who was the old steward of the Hong Mansion in Yujing City.

"Butler Wu!"

Hong Yi stared at the other party, all the spirits were raised!

Now that he has cultivated to the state of mastery of possessing a body, logically speaking, with a distance of hundreds of feet, no disturbance can hide from his spiritual perception.

Even crabs in the sand, mice in the woods by the sea, cannot escape his perception.

But a living person, it was only when Hong Yi was within twenty feet that he barely sensed it.

This is terrifying!

Hong Yi instantly knew that this seemingly kind and amiable old butler was actually a martial arts master who had practiced to the depths, and his aura blended with the surrounding environment, which was amazing!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to restrain the inner Qi and blood so thoroughly that even a master of Taoism like Hong Yi would not be able to sense it.

"Master Yi is really good at it. He didn't get out of his body. Just by shooting around with his thoughts, he found the old slave's whereabouts from a distance of twenty feet. , it’s not far away from the eighth layer of ghosts and immortals! Moreover, Young Master Yi’s inner breath is continuous, his blood is strong, and he has already cultivated to the realm of a martial arts master! It’s really surprising, not only the old slave sees it If you miss it, even Master Hou also misses it!"

As soon as Old Butler Wu's words fell, he rushed to Hong Yijin, his fists already enveloping him.

The spirit, will, breath, and fist strength are completely condensed into one piece.

Boom!

When he punched out, it was as if there was a gust of wind all over his body, violently detonating, and the power created was even greater and more violent than the gunpowder that cracked mountains and rocks!
But Butler Wu erupted with incomparably terrifying power in an instant.

This kind of power has far surpassed the category of a martial arts master and has reached a deeper level!

"This is the fist intent! Martial saint realm!"

Almost instantly, Hong Yi recognized the martial arts realm of Old Butler Wu.

The old butler, Wu Quanshan, is in the realm of martial saints!

Moreover, when this Martial Saint faced Hong Yi, he displayed his ultimate move without any mercy or reservation, as if he wanted to kill Hong Yi all at once.

"Master Yi, your strength has grown too fast, and even I am not fully sure that I can capture you unscathed, and may even be injured by you. So, don't blame the old slave for making a sneak attack."

While the old butler Wu Quanshan was talking, his fists did not stop at all, firmly locking the space in all directions of Hong Yi.

Faced with this punch, Hong Yi suddenly felt that there was nowhere to escape and that he could not be polite. Pessimistic and desperate thoughts filled his heart, almost making him kneel down, beg for mercy, and wait for death!

"In the past, Amitabha, the center of Yongzhen!"

Hong Yi's soul suddenly shone brightly, and a statue of Amitabha Buddha in the past was visualized, sitting in Hong Yi's mind, sweeping away the begging for mercy and negative emotions.

The blocked spirit suddenly began to move violently.

Countless thoughts are constantly born in an instant.

"Huh? This kind of fist! Is this Hong Xuanji's seal of life and death? Controlling life and death, he is really domineering and fierce! This Wu Quanshan is just an old servant, and he has such a cultivation base. Hong Xuanji's cultivation base is also How high should it be!"

brush!
Hong Yi forced his fist to break free, and immediately moved his body, retreating towards the back, his whole body seemed to have turned into a cloud of smoke, a beam of light, and as soon as he lifted his foot, he appeared within twenty steps. outside.

At the most critical moment, he dodged Wu Quanshan's sure-kill punch.

On the beach between the two, there were nine footprints, and between each footprint, there was an arc-like trajectory, showing a nine-curved shape.

These nine footprints appeared almost at the same time, in no sequence at all. When they appeared, nine balls of yellow sand were splashed, which condensed into countless small sand balls in midair. Rolling, it took a long time before it was finally distributed.

"Nine Twists and Rings, Yao Chi Movement?"

Wu Quanshan's punch missed, but a look of surprise appeared on his face.

With his cultivation base, he naturally easily recognized this movement technique, it is the top-secret movement technique "Nine Twists and Links" of the Yaochi School!Even with his cultivation base, he still couldn't see clearly how Hong Yi completely dodged and left under his overwhelming punches.

The blow was missed, but the old housekeeper Wu Quanshan was not at all depressed, he was only shocked for a moment, and then returned to his calm expression.

He stood with his hands behind his back, regaining his image of a kind old butler in the Hong Mansion.

"Young Master Yi, you now have a bit of the majesty of a great general. Compared to being in the Hong Mansion, you are indeed much stronger. This old servant is also very pleased to see you grow so much."

On Wu Quan's hickory-like face, there was actually a gratified smile.

The way he looked at Hong Yi was really like an elder looking at a promising descendant.

He couldn't tell that just a few breaths ago, he still wanted to use his tricks to capture Hong Yi.

"You!" Under the induction of Hong Yi's soul, he couldn't tell whether Wu Quanshan was lying or not at the moment.

But he remained vigilant.

Because although Wu Quanshan didn't attack immediately, he still locked on Hong Yi with his momentum, and he didn't relax at all.

It seemed that the next moment, he would unleash a thunderous blow and kill Hong Yi!
"Steward Wu, what exactly do you want to do? I'm busy with military affairs, and I don't have time to chat with you." Hong Yi kept breathing, and at the same time began to listen for information from Wu Quanshan.

"I respect the order of Lord Hou. I will bring Young Master Yi back to the mansion, and stop letting Young Master Yi mess around. I should have had enough fun these days. Lord Hou said, before Young Master Yi gets into any trouble, play When there is a disaster of losing your life, let this old slave take you back."

Wu Quanshan looked at Hong Yi, as if looking at a naughty child.

This kind of look could not make any waves in Hong Yi's heart.

"Sure enough, Young Master Yi has really grown up, and his ability to nourish his spirit has already reached three points of that of Lord Hou. He is worthy of being the son of Lord Hou. And this character of killing and decisiveness is the best among the children of Lord Hou. Master Hou is most similar to Young Master Kang and Young Master Xi!" Wu Quanshan said lightly.

"Hehe, don't say these things. I don't want to hear them. Butler Wu, you are the one who has been with your father for the longest time in the Hou's mansion. You have been with my father before I was born. There are some things in the mansion. If you want to come It's hard to hide from your eyes and ears, I just want to ask you one thing, how did my mother die back then?"

"Is Master Yi's mother? She was seriously ill with tuberculosis and died of coughing up blood. Master Yi was seven years old at the time. He was serving his mother and knew much better than the old slave. Why do you still ask the old slave?" Butler Wu sighed softly. A sound.

"Would a saint who is too noble, with extraordinary martial arts skills, suffer from tuberculosis and die of coughing up blood?" Hong Yi sneered.

Hearing this, Wu Quanshan sighed again.

"Since Young Master Yi already knows, why bother to ask this old slave?"

"Then does father know about this?" Hong Yi sternly shouted, sinking into his dantian.

"Of course I know... But Master Hou also has his own difficulties, but this is a matter between father and son, and the old slave can't explain it. If Young Master Yi really wants to know the cause and effect, he might as well go back with the old slave and grow up with Master Hou and his son." Let's talk!" Butler Wu's walnut skin-like face moved a few times again.

"Hehehehe..." Hong Yi sneered again and again, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

He finally confirmed one thing, which was the cause of his mother's death, and his father... Hong Xuanji knew.

Moreover, Hong Xuanji did not stop Mrs. Zhao from poisoning her mother!
In Hong Yi's heart, suddenly, an unprecedented anger surged up, and he shouted loudly.

"I will go back, but not now. I will go back when I can make Hong Xuanji kneel on his mother's grave to apologize! Now, let me kill you first!"

(End of this chapter)