"Okay, I'm going to do it, be careful. Textual Δ Ω Mystery Ω. ”

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reminded him.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body moved, and he rushed up like an arrow from a string, and his palm was raised high, as if grasping a large axe, and slashed head-on at my head.

With this palm, his whole body and muscles and bones sounded together, and there was a "bang-bang" sound in his body, as if a tire exploded, which was a manifestation of internal strength.

"Good time!"

I was surprised in my heart, I didn't expect that the old man had already entered the age of the sixtieth year, but he could still have such a huge explosive power, his steps were fast, and his arms were crossed to protect the door.

"Bang! Syllable! ”

The old man struck my arms firmly, and the internal strength contained in the palm actually penetrated the pores and penetrated into my skin, like a needle prick.

With this force, my feet did not move, and I slid backwards more than 20 meters away, and two trenches were waded out of the ground to a depth of two inches.

At this time, I felt that my two arms were slightly numb, and my blood was not smooth, and I knew that it was rushed into the skin by internal energy, so I hurriedly ran my mana and easily expelled the residual internal energy.

"Good boy, you can still be safe and sound when you take my palm, and sure enough, there are two hits, come again!"

The old man laughed for a long time, and suddenly his feet shook, like a shuttle weaving cloth, interspersed with eight steps in one breath, and his body would go straight for a while, and he would be obliquely inserted, erratic, and elusive.

"Eight steps to catch cicadas?"

I recognized it at a glance, this is a very famous light skill in the rivers and lakes.

It is said that those who have achieved great cultivation can catch up with the flying "cicadas" within a few steps, and the speed is incredible.

At a distance of 20 meters, the old man only took eight steps to come to the front of him, which shows that he has the essence of "chasing cicadas in eight steps".

"Humph! Ha! ”

He let out a loud shout, his steps were paddled, and his fists struck out with lightning speed, the force was strong, like a tiger descending a mountain, driving the air into a series of sonic booms.

"Tiger Cannon Fist!"

As soon as I saw this might, I knew that the old man was afraid that he would do his best.

Although his mana is profound, after all, his body is not strong, and he didn't dare to pick it up easily before he figured out the reality of the other party, so he turned sideways and quickly let go of his fist.

"Where to hide? Get down on my stomach! ”

The old man seemed to see my movements, and he also staggered his steps, and his body shook in front of him, and then without saying a word, he smashed Huanglong with a punch.

"If you want me to lie down, I'm afraid you can't do it."

My expression was not confused at all, and my body flew backwards lightly with the help of the whistling fist wind, and the toes touched the ground, like a piece of paper.

The old man punched the air, his body staggered forward a few steps, he felt that there was nowhere to be forced, his face suddenly became as rosy as constipation, and he scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, you dodge again and again, tell me how to fight with you, can we fight in the open?" ”

"The old man doesn't know, I don't know anything about fist and foot kung fu, I really can't fight with you in close combat, although the little one has a few magic tricks in his hands, but he doesn't dare to use it easily, for fear of hurting you."

I'm also quite aggrieved in my heart, I am definitely not an opponent when I try my fists and feet with him, after all, I have not studied martial arts, but if I use spells, I will not do it, and once I make a move, it is very likely to hurt him.

It's really a dilemma.

After Bai Ling'er heard my words, she immediately laughed angrily and mocked: "Little third son, your tone is really big enough, obviously your grandfather beat you and you have no power to fight back, but you say that you are afraid of hurting his old man, if you don't have those two blows, you don't have to escape, quickly admit defeat, don't be ashamed." ”

"Your grandfather and I have met countless masters in my life, how can I be injured by your kid."

The old man was also provoked, and scolded: "If you have any ability, hurry up and take it out, mother-in-law and mother are like a girl, don't worry, even if you hurt grandpa, I won't blame you, and I can afford the medical expenses." ”

"Alright then, I'll be ugly in front of you."

Since the other party's words have been said to this point, I also know that I can't hide it, so after thinking about it for a while, I decided to use the least powerful spell on my body.

Exorcism!

Of course, it will definitely not drive Xiao Qianjian.

This sword sharpens iron like clay, but thunder and lightning, even if the old man cultivates to a high level, after all, it is a mortal body, it is absolutely impossible to take it, and if he doesn't make a good one, it is easy to stab his body out of a hole.

After a moment's thought, I walked over to the willow tree and broke off a branch and took it in my hand.

The wicker is two meters long, the chopsticks are thick, and the key is that the texture is soft, and using him to compete with the old man can minimize the danger.

"Up!"

I threw the wicker into the air and whispered a word with a calm expression.

So, under the horrified gaze of his grandfather and grandson, the wicker in mid-air suddenly came to life, twisted violently twice, and flew around my head like a spiritual snake.

"What's going on?"

Bai Ling'er was shocked, staring at the wicker with her eyes, and stammered, "Grandpa, how did he do it?" How can a wicker fly on its own? Could it be that he cast a demon spell? ”

The old man was also wide-eyed, his eyeballs were almost bulging, and he blurted out: "This is the manipulation of objects, the Taoist exorcism technique, the three boys actually learned this spell, it's unbelievable!" ”

"Old man, do you still want to talk to me?"

I saw the shocked expressions on the faces of the two of them, and I couldn't help but feel a little proud in my heart, and asked with a smile.

"This ......"

The old man looked hesitant, looked at the wicker flying up and down above my head, and didn't dare to move for a long time, and there was a feeling of not knowing where to start.

After all, martial artists rely on fists and feet to fight hand-to-hand combat, but at this moment, let him fight with a wicker, he can't help but be confused, should he use his feet or his fists?

The old man was silent for a long time, and finally took a deep breath and said: "Three boys, it seems that it was right for Xiaotian to send you into the Million Mountains to learn the Tao, that is the real immortal sect, I never believed that there would be exorcism and thunder control in the world, and the art of controlling things, but now I see you show your hand with my own eyes, and I am completely convinced, alas, old man, I have lived this age in vain, but I am just sitting in a well and watching the sky. ”

He sighed lightly, his eyes were not half an inch away from the wicker, and he said in a firm tone: "This kind of magical spell, the old man must understand it, otherwise, death will not be blind, you just let it go!" ”

"Well, old man, be careful."

I knew that he would not cry when he saw the coffin, and he would not give up until the Yellow River, so he pointed at him with both hands, and the wicker on the top of his head immediately turned into a black shadow and disappeared.

In the next second, it appeared directly above the old man's head.

Bai Ling'er saw sweat on her forehead, and her face changed and she shouted: "It's so fast, it's already enough to catch up with the bullets." ”