Suddenly, the night wind blew outside the courtyard, and the cold and refreshing made the bonfire in front of me clear and unstoppable.

Ning Chuan's eyes moved, and he felt a sense, and he looked up in an instant.

"who?"

Silently, outside the broken temple gate, there was a hunchbacked figure, wearing a long blue gown, with an obscure and mysterious aura, wrinkles on his face, and a deep gaze.

Squeak!

The broken portal slowly opened.

The old man's figure completely caught Ningchuan's eyes.

Ning Chuan narrowed his eyes, stared at the mysterious old man, and subconsciously held the long knife in his hand.

"Senior is also a person who is rushing on the road late at night?"

His tone was plain.

"Yes, I walked here late at night and saw a fire rising, so I rushed over."

The old man in green clothes said, "Can you borrow the fire from your little brother?"

"Senior is it."

Ning Chuan spoke, but did not relax his vigilance.

The old man in green clothes was not seen, and walked straight up, sat on the side of the bonfire, staring at the bonfire in front of him, motionless, and the old man's face was sometimes gloomy and sometimes sunny.

"I heard that young people like to avenge their enemies and fight with passionate blood. I have a big doubt. I wonder if the little brother can answer it for me?"

The old man suddenly spoke.

Ning Chuan frowned.

"Senior, why not just say it."

"I have lived a miserable life since I was young. My father died at the age of three and my mother died at the age of seven. It was the turn of a scramble for food with wild dogs on the street. After several serious injuries, I almost died. Fortunately, I received help from noble people and picked me up from the street, fed me up, taught me martial arts, and allowed me to live like a human being.

Gu

I once swear to the point of swearing, wishing to do all my strength in this life to protect my benefactor's son until his life is over. Unfortunately, not long ago, my benefactor's youngest son was killed by his enemy. My benefactor's eldest son wanted to take revenge, but I was worried that he would encounter danger again, so I deliberately concealed the whereabouts of his benefactor and did not report it truthfully. Is it right or wrong for me to do this?"

The old man asked.

Ning Chuan frowned immediately.

"You are worried that your benefactor's eldest son will be killed by his enemy, so you deliberately conceal it?"

"No, I just worry that he will be seriously injured. After all, the enemy's strength is terrible. Even though he can kill the enemy, he will be seriously injured and affect his future."

The old man responded.

"If so, why don't you take action yourself?"

Ningchuan asked.

"I'll take action myself..."

The old man spoke, his eyes gradually narrowed, deep and terrifying, and looked up at Ning Chuan, "Young Master Ning, it seems that you also think I should take action myself!"

Ning Chuan's eyes narrowed and his divine light shot out instantly.

"Who are you?"

He said cold tone, and he stood up in an instant, holding the long knife in his hand tightly, and the power surged in his body.

"I am just an unknown soldier. Not long ago, Young Master Ning killed my young master with a small scale. In order to repay the favor of his favor, I can only kill Young Master Ning with the same method. Please don't be surprised!"

The old man spoke.

Hurry!

His body was blurred instantly, interfering with his vision, hazy and mysterious, and was almost at its peak.

The bonfires in the ruined temple were dim and suddenly extinguished.

Pieces of tragic storm emerged, whimpering and harsh.

The entire ruined temple was pitch black and disappeared in an instant.

Ning Chuan's heart condensed, his body suddenly retreated, and the long sword was out of the sheath like lightning. His whole body was shining with golden light, emitting dazzling bright light. He quickly slashed towards the rich darkness in all directions with the method of the Fierce Wind Sword.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The sword is radiant and the aura is terrifying.

The brilliant blade lights were like golden lightning, containing terrible power, tearing apart the darkness and shattering all dangers.

But this strange darkness was still overwhelming and kept rushing towards his body.

At the same time, there were waves of deafening sounds, as if the endless sword lights were slashing on some tough objects.

Ning Chuan stopped shouting, and the sword energy became even more fierce and dense, almost intertwined into a terrible sword energy ocean.

The entire ruined temple was the first to be unable to withstand this terrifying power. It swayed immediately, making a rumbling sound, and then suddenly exploded and shattered.

Countless debris were flying all over the sky.

Finally, all the strange darkness disappeared and was torn to pieces by Ning Chuan's sword aura.

The old man's body appeared again, his eyes were cold, and his ten fingers emitted strange black light, and he grabbed Ning Chuan's long sword and his urge to the point of his body with an incredible arc and angle.

Silent and scream!

His fingers broke through the air and made a strange sound.

All ten nails were as if they had turned into iron, sharp and terrible, and filled with extremely poison.

Ning Chuan's eyes chilled, and his hands slashed like a strong wind. The sword broke through the air, and the sword energy was shining brightly.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

A series of terrifying sword auras hit the old man's palms one after another, making a terrifying roar. Each attack power burst into the top, and a metallic light of dark gold flashed on his arms.

This old man is unfathomable. Although he is in the [half-step Taoist realm], he is definitely the best among [half-step Taoist realm], almost even better than Qin Zhen before.

The two of them moved like lightning, and they fought dozens of times in an instant in a broken temple. The terrifying power fluctuations shocked the entire earth violently.

It was like two terrifying giant beasts were fighting quickly.

With a bang, Ning Chuan slashed with the last knife, bursting out an extremely terrifying force, and he still slashed the old man out on the spot and smashed him hard in the distance.

However, his body was staggering, his arms were numb, and he couldn't help but retreat backwards. His feet stomped on the ground and burst into pieces, cracks spread everywhere.

He quickly stopped his body and retreated, grabbed a bottle of Qi Recovery Pill, poured it into his mouth without shattering it. Then he suddenly put away the long knife, closed his hands, and an extremely dazzling golden light burst out from his body.

After a buzzing moment, an extremely huge Buddha shadow appeared behind him, with golden light illuminating the darkness, and then the Buddha shadow quickly came out of his palm.

The two black and weird palms automatically absorbed all light and energy, as if they were slow and fast, and quickly slapped at the old man's body at a speed that could not be dodged.

The old man landed in the distance, his shawl was emitting, his qi and blood floated, his mouth and arms were covered with blood, and cold light shot out from his eyes, "Subduing the devil's clutches!"

Whoosh!

His body suddenly moved at high speed, reaching the extreme, as if it had turned into countless afterimages, retreating densely into the distance.

It is true that he is half-step to the peak of the Tao, but unfortunately he has not practiced any excellent martial arts!

Otherwise, this would definitely not end tonight.

He was a slave of the Wu family. He was taught martial arts and only learned the middle and lower levels. He could not touch the best.

Boom!

Although the old man moved like lightning and flew behind him, the two terrifying hands still fell on him in an extremely strange aura.

The clutch of the demon subduing is extremely strange. The faster the enemy, the faster the slap it will be; the slower the enemy, the slower the slap it will be, and it is almost impossible to dodge, which is simply contrary to various martial arts principles.

Bang!

The old man squirted blood wildly, and was slapped hard. His body spread like a skeleton exploded. His blue robe exploded and turned into debris. His body smashed hard in the distance, losing its combat power.

Ning Chuan quickly chewed the Qi Recovery Pill, held a long sword in his hand, and rushed towards the old man's body, and stepped towards the old man's chest with one foot, and the long sword in his hand fell in front of the old man instantly.

"You avenge Wutian?"

Ning Chuan narrowed his eyes, "How did you find me?"

He asked himself that he had never been exposed from beginning to end, and had been disguised in the yard and would never attract any attention, but the old man could still find himself, so there was definitely a problem.

"What a powerful force. I didn't expect that your body and internal energy would have reached this level. It's a pity that I didn't have the best martial arts. Otherwise, this would have ended up like this."

The old man opened his mouth and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

"Enough, I'll ask how you found me?"

Ning Chuan shouted bitterly.

The old man smiled, and suddenly a crackling sound came from his body, like stir-fried copper beans. In an instant, large pieces of blood spurted out from his pores, his face froze, and he died tragically.

He died after he cut off his meridians!

Ning Chuan's face turned cold and he kicked out, kicking the old man's body nearly a hundred meters away, and smashing it hard in the distance.
To be continued...