"Don't go, the grass in front is a swamp pool!"

Hearing this, my body suddenly trembled, this ...... He saw it!

Lu Wu and I glanced at each other, and there was a look of horror in our eyes. The swamp pool is overgrown with weeds, and it looks no different from ordinary grass. We did another bit of camouflage and arrangement, and it was even more seamless!

If you don't look closely, you won't be able to see anything abnormal!

I never expected that the old man was so far away, and he could see it at just a glance!

"His eyes are so good!" Lu Wu smiled bitterly.

"It's really helpless, I've been busy for most of the day, and it's all in vain. I grinned, but the well-laid trap was seen through by the other party at a glance, and I was very hurt.

"Hehe, what is the little swamp pool, how can it trap me?" Tian Yunfei disdained to speak.

"Damn, you bear kid is really crazy, what's your name!" Ma Wenchao shouted.

"I am the chosen son, my surname is Tian Yunfei, and I will definitely step into the transformation realm in the future and become a master of the Extreme Dao!" the young man said with his hands behind his back and a proud face.

Ahh

Ma Wenchao almost spurted blood, this kid is really crazy!

Hearing the words of the transformation master, Cui Xiaobraid's eyebrows jumped, patted Tian Yunfei, and glared: "Be cautious!"

"Father-in-law, believe me, thirty years later, I will definitely be able to become a master of the extreme path and be proud of the world!" Tian Yunfei said with an oath.

Forehead~

Cui Xiaobraid stroked his forehead with his hand, very melancholy, how could he accept such a brainless thing as a righteous son!

The Transformation Realm is the legendary ultimate realm, and the Transformation Realm Master is also called the Extreme Dao Master, which is the ultimate in the path of martial arts! For thousands of years in Huaxia, there are countless people who can only step into the Transformation Realm! It can be said that the Transformation Realm Master is just a legend and cannot be reached!

Now there are 1.3 billion people in China, thousands of years and generations combined, how many people? Together, less than 10 of these people have reached the realm of transformation.

I was lying in the grass, and I was also drunk, and the little hairy boy who came out of nowhere was really underwhelmed!

"No, I can't bear it anymore!" Ma Wenchao pointed at Tian Yunfei and shouted: "Come and fight, Lao Tzu will beat your ass eight petals!"

"I'll fly you with a finger!" Tian Yunfei said coldly, stepping forward, full of fighting spirit.

But the old man lifted him up again, looked at me and said, "Young Master of the Southern Sect, come out, I've seen you a long time ago, don't hide it!"

I squinted slightly, what is the origin of this old man, his eyes are so fucking vicious!

Now that I had been seen, I simply stood up, patted my buttocks, and looked at the old man.

He has a strange hairstyle, with long, partial hair that hangs down to the right. The appearance is very ordinary, the figure is also very ordinary, and there is nothing commendable about it.

But his whole person faintly exuded a sneering momentum, like an overlord!

I was looking at him, and he was looking at me, like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, her eyes wide, full of curiosity and interest, and she couldn't stop looking.

I didn't speak, and he didn't speak, just watched quietly!

I couldn't help myself and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"What are you doing?" said the old man with a smile.

"Are you from the Northern Sect or from the Hidden Sect?" I asked, changing my words.

The old man didn't answer me, but asked with interest: "You are the young master of the Southern Sect, Wang Feng's stinky boy?"

"Yes, I am. I smiled coldly and said, "Let me ask you again, are you from the Northern Sect or the Hidden Sect?"

The middle-aged man behind the old man stepped forward as if to say something, but was stopped by the old man waving his hand.

The old man smiled and said: "Yes, I am from the Northern Sect, and I am Chen Shaocong's grandfather Chen Tianjiao! The ancestor of all the people in the Northern Sect! Any person from the Northern Sect must call me an ancestor when they see me!"

Hearing this, not only Laifu, but even Tian Yunfei looked at Cui Xiaobraid with a strange face!

I was shocked, damn, the ancestor of the Northern School is here, Chen Shaocong's grandfather, the high generation is scary!

"But—"

I frowned and said, "But it doesn't look like age, Chen Shaocong's grandfather must be at least eighty or ninety years old, and I think you are only in your sixties." ”

"I have worked hard to create and look naturally young!" the old man smiled.

"Okay—"

I don't delve into whether he is Chen Shaocong's grandfather, since they are here to save the black-shirted and white-shirted people, they must be from the northern faction, and they are enemies!

Although this old man looked plain, it gave me an extremely strong pressure, because I couldn't feel any breath from him at all.

Martial artists, especially those who have practiced internal strength, will automatically exude breath from their bodies, and with this they can perceive the strength of martial artists. If you can't sense the breath of the other party, there are only two situations.

First, the other party is not an internal martial artist.

Second, the other party's merit and cultivation, the control of internal strength has reached an outrageous level, and not a trace of breath leaks out, so I naturally can't feel it.

Only the master of the Grandmaster Dacheng can restrain the strength of the ocean without leaking a trace of it.

Obviously, this old man belongs to the second situation, which means that he is at least a master of the Grandmaster!

Although I have cultivated the strength of the swallow form, it is still far from enough compared to the master of the Grandmaster Dacheng. Even if the three of us go together, it will be five or five at most.

The more I cultivated to the depths, the more I realized the terrifying nature of the Grandmaster's Dacheng!

The most terrifying thing is that I have also seen and personally fought against the masters of the Grandmaster Dacheng, such as Yan Baixiong, the second mountain master of the Northern Sect. This old man gives me the feeling that he is much stronger than Yan Baixiong!

He may even be a perverted existence at the peak of the Grandmaster!

"Brother Feng, this old man is likely to be a super master of the Grandmaster Dacheng!" Lu Wu also saw it and said in my ear.

I nodded, the northern faction actually sent such a master, which is really a big deal. But thinking about it, the black-shirted man and the white-shirted man are the two grandmasters, and it makes sense that they sent such a terrifying existence to come to the rescue.

I looked at him solemnly and whispered: "I fought with Yan Baixiong, this old man gives me the feeling that he is even more powerful than Yan Baixiong, and he may also be a terrifying existence at the peak of the grandmaster!"

"What, Grandmaster Peak!" Lu Wu was shocked: "Is there such a master in the world?"

"I don't know, but this old man is definitely above the Grandmaster, and my feeling will not be wrong. I said.

Lu Wu was silent for a moment, and then said, "Brother Feng, if this is the case, then we are in danger! An existence that is suspected to be the peak of the Grandmaster can clean up our three brothers with one hand!"

"Improvise, I'm ready to have a backhand!" I said in a low voice. Swamp Pool is just one of the means, and I'm still prepared.

"Brother Feng, you even have a back hand, I thought that the swamp pool was our only means, admire and admire!" Lu Wu had an admiring expression on his face.

"Hehe, as the young master of the Southern Sect, I still have to have such an eye. Brother Wu, remember, never put all your hopes on a hole card. I said with a smile.

Lu Wu nodded heavily, feeling how wise this sentence was. The old man saw through the trap of Swamp Pool at a glance, and it was obvious that this hole card was useless! Just when he felt that it was difficult to deal with, he didn't expect that Brother Feng had prepared a back hand!

"It seems that the young master of the Southern Sect is not something that anyone can do, only a prescient person like Brother Feng can do it. Lu Wu said secretly in his heart.

At this time, the old man who claimed to be the ancestor of the Northern Sect and the grandfather of the Young Master of the Northern Sect, Chen Shaocong, spoke, and said, "Young Master of the Southern Sect, at the Poison King Conference, was my great-grandson's fleet defeated by you?"

"Yes, I have destroyed more than sixty warships!" I admitted without hesitation.

"Was my godson Ronglu arrested by you?" the old man asked again.

I was shocked, I didn't expect Rong Lu to be his godson.

Then I confessed, there was no need to hide it.

"Was Yan Baixiong, the second mountain master of our Northern Sect, killed by you?" the old man asked again.

"Yes, I did everything you said. This time, your northern faction has suffered heavy losses, all of which I did, if you want to settle the score, let the horse come!" I sneered.

"Fulfill you!" the old man smiled faintly, slowly raised his palm, and the momentum on his body began to rise.

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