God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 113

Now he looks very pleased with Zhang Chuan's appearance.

At this moment, a voice interrupted them, and Zhang Chuan retracted his hand.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you let me join you. Who is that? I'll give you ten times as much as the old man gave you!" A man in a white robe with a smile on his face came over.

"It's you!?" Surprise appeared in the eyes of the old man, this is one of his proud disciples, but now he appeared here, "What nonsense are you talking about, why don't you step back!"

"Hehe, disciple, I just want to get the door of martial arts!" The man said with a smile, looking at the old man.

"Nonsense!" The old man yelled at the other party, but the man still had a playful smile on his face, as if he didn't take the old man's words to heart at all.

Zhang Chuan was a little surprised in his heart, were they arguing among themselves?It doesn't look like it.

"What do you mean!?" The old man glared at the white-robed man, his eyes stayed on Zhang Chuan for a moment, and then turned back to him, "If you dare to make more trouble, I will do it!"

"Teacher, the door of martial arts can be obtained by those who are capable. Don't you even understand this truth?" The white-robed man smiled and said, "And, do you really think that only you are the master?"

"Aren't you the peak congenital martial artist!"

He looked at the aura on the opponent's body, it couldn't be at the grandmaster level, and, moreover, how could he be able to deceive his own eyes.

"Hahahahaha!" The man in white robe laughed loudly, "Teacher, you are so easy to deceive! Don't you know that I have successfully stepped into the Grandmaster level?"

Suddenly, his aura rose sharply in an instant, and a powerful aura emanated from his body.

The old man's face turned pale, and a look of fear flickered in his eyes, "You, you actually became a grandmaster? How is it possible!"

The Grandmaster did not surprise him too much, but what was extremely frightening was that the other party was actually under his nose like this. He had not noticed that the other party had advanced to the Grandmaster realm for so many years. This was simply impossible. matter.

"Hehehe, it looks like I am qualified to get this Martial Dao Gate now, right?" The white-robed man said with a smile, "Am I right, teacher?"

The old man's face sank, without any expression, he looked at him blankly, "Who are you from?"

"Teacher, I'm your apprentice, why did you ask who I belong to?" the man said with a smile.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, the gate of martial arts is mine, and you, stay here forever!" The old man yelled, and slammed his palm towards the opponent.

This attack is even more powerful.

There was a loud bang, and the tunnel trembled violently. Pieces of gravel were shaken down and hit the ground, creating a huge hole in the ground.

I saw a white-fronted worm emerged from the void like a real entity, and rushed towards the young man in white robes. It brought a terrifying wind, and the speed was extremely fast. It can be said that it appeared in the opponent's body in an instant. before.

The white-robed man smiled coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp long sword appeared in his right hand, directly facing the white-fronted worm.

With a sound of "Bang!", the two collided fiercely, and the explosion sounded immediately.

With a crisp sound of "click", the long sword broke, the white-browed man's hand was shaken to the point of blood, and the white-fronted worm was also thrown into the air. After sliding on the ground for a certain distance, he stood up again.

"Hehe, as expected of a teacher, your strength is really great!" The white-robed man exclaimed, and then continued to rush towards him.

The old man's face became gloomy. He didn't expect that the opponent would suffer such a small amount of damage with his all-out blow. Could it be that this kid is still a peak master?How did he do that!
I saw the young man in white robe holding the long sword horizontally in his hand, and countless phantoms of swords appeared around him, and sword lights intertwined in the air, as if forming a huge formation.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the white-robed young man's mouth, "This is a unique swordsmanship move. The man and sword merge into one. Can you do it?"

It was as if he himself had transformed into a sword, and countless sword energies criss-crossed around him, forming a forest of swords.

"Unity of human and sword!? You can actually comprehend such a move!" The pupils of the old man contracted, which is already the realm of a swordsmanship. Some people can even rely on it to exert ten times and a hundred times the power. Leapfrog fighting is not impossible.

"Hmph! Even if you can comprehend the essence of swordsmanship, so what, I will let you die today!" The old man's eyes burst into countless lights, and cracks appeared on the ground he was standing on. Obviously, at this time, his power Abnormal horror, the aura emanating from the whole body has turned the surrounding air into a whirlpool.

"Is this your last resort? I advise you, save it." The white-robed youth said with a smile, "You can't resist my move."

He waved his hand, and the surrounding sword energy was instantly suppressed towards the opponent. The sword energy was like thousands of poisonous snakes, twisting in mid-air, with a strong murderous intent. Once touched, even the master would be stunned. In mortal danger.

"Hmph, you underestimate me. Even with such a tactic, it still has the same ending against me." The old man snorted coldly, and then his body continued to swell. He stood like this, his whole body was full of With terrifying fluctuations, he is like a giant mountain.

His fist slammed out, like a meteorite, and went straight to the white-robed man. Even the space was slightly distorted. It can be seen how terrifying this fist is. If it were an ordinary grandmaster, He had already been sent flying by the opponent's terrifying punch, and it could even be said that he was smashed to pieces.

However, the white-robed man didn't show any panic. He gently raised his arms, and those sword shadows stood in front of him, colliding with the huge fist.

"Boom boom boom!" Terrible explosions sounded continuously, the space continued to collapse, and those sword shadows began to shatter, and fine cracks appeared in the air.

But the white-robed man didn't respond at all, as if nothing happened.

"Huh! But that's all, the gate of martial arts is mine after all, and no one can take it away!" The corner of the white-robed man's mouth showed a hint of arrogance, and he walked towards Zhang Chuan without even turning his head. It seemed like the outcome was decided.

"Then friend, give me something."

At this time, Zhang Chuan was not far away, gnawing a watermelon in his hand, and seemed to have some unsatisfactory expression on his face, "Is this the end of the fight?"

He hasn't finished eating the watermelon in his hand, how long has it been?
(End of this chapter)