Centenary Veteran: Hunting space to pick up cultivation

The man in black exclaimed, loosened his hand, and then with himself, his figure retreated! At the moment when he started killing just now, he only felt like he was provoking an extremely terrifying ferocious beast, and he was as uncomfortable as needles and needles all over his body!

That was the warning that his body instincts gave him, and that intuition told him that he would die and would be killed by this gray-haired old man in front of him! And he clearly knows that it is not an illusion!

This old guy in front of him, who he had never taken seriously, turned out to be even stronger than him! The man in black stood far away from the recliner, his body bowed slightly, like a frightened fried kitten, his body was tense, his hair stood upside down, cold sweat oozed from his back, gathered into a stream, and wet his clothes in an instant!

"Qing... Bronze! The man in black spoke in a somewhat difficult tone, but he did not expect that in addition to a bronze in this border town, there was a bronze-level cultivator, and in his senses, this bronze friar in front of him was even more terrifying than the mayor!

Although he is already the peak of the ninth order of black iron, he can break through bronze in one step, but anyway, bronze is bronze, black iron and bronze are the difference between cloud mud, and he now finally knows where the sense of crisis just now came from!

Xia Zhu was still lying on the recliner, didn't even get up, took a sip of wine, the old blind man in front of him was still lying on his front legs and closing his eyes, while Xia Zhu turned his head slightly and glanced at the man in black!

"I haven't killed anyone in a long time!"

The first sentence Xia Zhu said made the man in black's hair numb, and goosebumps almost started all over his body! He could hear a lot from this tone, this old fellow had killed people, and had killed many, many people, and only this kind of person would say that killing people was so understated that it was not worth mentioning. There was also a faint touch of regret and nostalgia in his tone, which made his heart palpitate so hard that it was difficult to breathe.

"Uncle, it's me who has no eyes, I will leave here immediately, and promise not to disturb your cultivation in the future!" The man in black sweated his forehead!

"Don't lie to me, cult guys like you, once entangled, it's like a dog skin plaster, you can't shake it off, so... Let the old man give you a ride himself! "

Xia Zhu's words did not fall, the man in black was numb, almost instinctively turned around and ran, wanting to climb over the courtyard wall, he was now willing to be hunted by a large group of city guards, and did not want to face the old pervert in front of him.

The breaking wind roared, and the moment the man in black was about to jump on the courtyard wall, he felt a hand like iron tongs lightly clasped on the back of his neck, and he didn't wait for him to scream. A huge force came from that hand, pinching his neck alive!

"Why bother!" Xia Zhu shook his head, a little puzzled, what did this group of little Wang Eight Lambs think, is it bad to live?

Xia Zhu casually threw the body of the man in black at the door, then returned to the recliner and continued to drink and watch the moon.

A moment later, there was a sound of footsteps outside the small courtyard, and then someone heard a knock on the door!

"Grandpa Xia, did you sleep?" The voice of a young man sounded outside the door.

"Come in!"

The door of the small courtyard was unlocked, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a group of young men wearing the uniforms of the city guard walked in.

"Grandpa Xia! Are you okay! Just now, a disciple of the Holy Flame Sect ran in this direction..." A young man at the head spoke first.

"You said that guy?" Xia Zhu stretched out his finger and pointed at the man in black who was lying motionless on the ground.

The three or four city guard young men looked in the direction of Xia Zhu's finger, only to find that there was a person lying on the ground, or in other words, a corpse lying on his stomach.

A group of people immediately tensed their bodies, made a vigilant posture, and half-surrounded the man in black.

"Don't worry! Already pinched to death by me! Xia Zhu waved his hand, "You guys drag this guy out, don't throw it here to get in the way!" "

The boss with everyone's mouth open, felt a little unbelievable, and the young man at the head had a twinkle in his eyes!

Others don't know, but their city guard is very clear, according to the information they got, this Holy Flame Sect has the strength of the peak of the ninth order of black iron, they have just fought each other, dozens of their city guard soldiers rounded him up, and also caused several injuries, the price of one death, all let this guy run, but now, this person was casually pinched to death by the gray-haired old man in front of him!

"Grandpa Xia, did you kill this person?" The young man at the head swallowed his spit, and his tone was a little dry! The town is not big, there are not many people in the town, they all look down and don't look up, so they all know, but they know each other, they don't know that this old man who is not good-looking, an old man who likes to wander around with blind old dogs has this kind of strength!

"Well, if I wait for you to come, I'm afraid I'm already lying there, old man!" Xia Zhu pouted, "Okay, the corpse belongs to you, let's all get out!" "

Several young city guards immediately agreed, and then dragged the body of the black-robed man out of the small courtyard, and gently closed the door of the small courtyard when leaving.

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