After he was released from prison, the stunning CEO came to his door

Qi Tian was sure that Qiao Du was definitely not here!

absolute!

This place is in the northwest.

The weather is cold.

But the sky is blue and beautiful.

Master Changchun stood in the courtyard, surrounded by disciples holding swords. The courtyard was very quiet, and everyone was looking at the gate of the courtyard.

With a soft sound, the courtyard door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

A figure walked in.

Although there was only one person, Changchun Master felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Even when facing Qi Tian and Qi Niu, Master Changchun didn't act like this.

If you look carefully, you will find that Changchun's body is trembling slightly.

The person who arrived was not tall, and was wearing a jacket. He had gray hair on his temples and wrinkles on his face. He looked old and decrepit, which was in sharp contrast to the immortal and rosy complexion of Changchun Master.

The person coming is Old Man Jiang...

Changchun's eyes were fixed on each other.

"I seem to have seen you before." Old Man Jiang smiled and looked at Changchun Master from a distance of more than ten meters. "That year, one of the people who died in my hands seemed to be your master. I remember you shouting fiercely. Kill me, but you end up running fast.”

The Changchun master held the fly whisk tightly and squeezed it hard. He would never forget the face in front of him.

"Don't look so angry. I didn't just know where you were hiding and let you live eight more years. You should be grateful for my kindness." Old Man Jiang walked into the crowd casually, not caring at all that he would Deeply surrounded, he just walked towards Changchun Zhenren.

When he reached a distance of two meters in front of Changchun Master, Old Man Jiang stopped, with a look of curiosity on his wrinkled face: "What do you mean by Rakshasa?"

"Do you think I will tell you?" Changchun's eyes were cold.

"It's not important." Old Man Jiang shook his head, "Anyway, if there is a clue, I will have a direction for the investigation. It has been eight years to wait for such a clue, which is not bad. If I kill you, I will have a lot of time."

"Array up!" Master Changchun shouted.

Many disciples are holding swords, their bodies are intertwined, and they may change their moves at any time.

Old Man Jiang didn't even glance at the sword array around him. He stepped forward and reached out to grab Changchun Zhenren's neck.

Changchun Master tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and quickly flew backwards, avoiding Old Man Jiang's grasp.

Old Man Jiang grabbed the air with one hand and didn't care. He looked at Changchun's retreating action and smiled slightly: "You people always like to do such strange things. You are obviously old, but you still take care of yourself so well. Fighting She looks like a girl."

While Old Man Jiang was speaking, a total of six swords were stabbing at Old Man Jiang from three different directions: left, right and behind.

Old Man Jiang is the real top powerhouse. Faced with this round of attacks, Old Man Jiang responded quickly and prepared to dodge.

But the scary thing about the sword formation is not that there are many people, but that it depends on the changes in the formation. According to the changes made by the enemy, there are endless changes in the formation.

Each formation evolved from a long period of actual combat and calculation, and is very precious.

Achieving perfect tacit understanding does not happen overnight.

Sure enough, although it is cumbersome, the results achieved are very good.

As the formation's eye, Master Changchun dominated the entire formation's offensive and retreat rhythm. When Old Man Jiang's change of moves was penetrated by the formation, Master Changchun, who had originally retreated, once again tapped his toes on the ground, his whole body floated forward, and he waved the fly whisk in his hand. , and went straight to Old Man Jiang.

"The formation is good, and the changing moves are also very sharp, but it's a pity..." Old Man Jiang shook his head, his palms turned into claws, and he grabbed them out, spinning in a circle.

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the swords that stabbed Old Man Jiang were all broken and turned into scrap metal.

The person holding the sword now only holds a hilt, which has no lethality.

Old Man Jiang's last claw went straight to the fly whisk in Changchun's hand.

The whisk that originally defeated the prisoner cow was like a toy in the eyes of old man Jiang.

Let the cold light flash under the silk thread of the whisk. Under Old Man Jiang's claw, the whisk completely spread out, and the silk thread flew up and fell from the air.

There was nothing left of the whisk in Master Changchun's hand. Under the white beard of the whisk, there were sharp blades.

This line blade is made of pure steel and is extremely sharp.

There were bloodstains on Old Man Jiang's hands, but Old Man Jiang didn't care at all and waved his hand: "This kind of trick really can't be put on the table. If your so-called Rakshasa is full of people like you, it's no wonder that you have to hide. Woke up."

After finishing his words, Old Man Jiang took action again and ran towards Changchun Master.

Changchun Master retreated again, his figure erratic, and his movement was exactly the same as that of the martial arts master in the TV series.

At the same time, the sword array changed again, forcing Old Man Jiang to retreat.

In the sword formation, Master Changchun appeared to be very flexible. He entered and exited several times without letting Old Man Jiang touch his clothes.

Old Man Jiang was in the sword formation, but his attention was always on Changchun Master.

Just when Changchun Master came forward again, Old Man Jiang smiled at the corners of his eyes.

"So that's it. I thought it was some advanced thing." Old Man Jiang punched the person in front of him away and grabbed Changchun Master again.

Master Changchun retreated quickly as before.

But before, Old Man Jiang wanted him to leave, but now, Old Man Jiang doesn't want him to leave.

The sword formation changed, and the disciples wanted to force Old Man Jiang back as before.

"roll!"

Old Man Jiang let out a chuckle, raised his arm, and all the sword blades in front of him broke.

Old Man Jiang's speed did not slow down, and he appeared in front of Changchun Master in an instant.

Master Changchun was horrified and sped up, but no matter what he did, he couldn't distance himself from Old Man Jiang.

Old Man Jiang faced Master Changchun, and while easily resisting the sword array attacks around him, he said to Master Changchun: "This trick of yours can only deceive those who don't understand anything."

The moment Old Man Jiang finished speaking, he suddenly took action and directly pinched Changchun's neck.

Changchun Master, who was retreating rapidly, stopped abruptly and was pinched in Old Man Jiang's hand.

The Changchun master was also a master, so naturally he would not give in. He punched Old Man Jiang with all his strength, trying to break free.

Faced with Changchun's punch, Old Man Jiang also punched him.

"Crack!"

Changchun's face was twisted and full of pain, but he couldn't scream because his neck was pinched tightly by Old Man Jiang.

The "click" sound just now was the sound of Changchun's arm breaking.

Grandmaster strength!

But in the middle of a punch exchange, his arm was broken!

What is the gap?

This is the difference!

What Master Changchun faced was a man who single-handedly trained the man who is now known as the strongest master!