The old man's gaze swept repeatedly between Su Tang and Wen Xiang, and as he slowly walked across the stream, he walked to the table, put aside the wooden staff that exuded a purple-black luster in his hand, and said softly: "Good fragrant wine......"

"How do you always know that we are here?" asked Wen Xiang with a grin.

The old man frowned suddenly, he didn't like this atmosphere very much, he appeared in the forest, the other party should have become panicked, he raised his eyes, looked at Wen Xiang's natural, casual, and somewhat charming smile, he muttered: "Most of our secret sect cultivators have some unique tips. With that, he stretched out his hand and shook it, and there was an extra strip of bloodstained cloth in his hand, and a small white worm crawled out from under his fingertips, and gnawed at the strip of cloth as it crawled, as if it had taken it as his own food.

Soon, the strips of cloth were bitten out of rows of small holes, and the insect's body was expanding at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye, and then it turned into a cocoon, and the cocoon broke and then became a butterfly.

What should have taken months was completed in a matter of moments!

The butterfly that had just come out of the cocoon was flying around Wenxiang, but it was not the only one, when they were eating just now, there was a butterfly that had been chasing Wenxiang, and it became a pair at this moment, Su Tang and Wenxiang were not suspicious at that time, and now they all understand.

Looking at the miracle that happened in front of him, Wen Xiang seemed a little surprised, but Su Tang was very calm, Xiao Budian had also done similar things, carefully analyzed and compared, Xiao Budian's ability was much more clever, because it made ordinary trees bear precious fruits, which can be described as turning stones into gold, and what the old man did was just a kind of birth.

"It turned out to be a secret sect...... I said, how can I chase all the way to the Shuangxing Bridge......" Wenxiang sighed, her smile suddenly became a little gloating: "You always have a disciple, right?" As soon as the words fell, her left hand had stretched out, and the two butterflies flying were touched by her left hand, and immediately fell to the ground.

There was a faint look of anger in the old man's eyes, he had two disciples, but they died in the hands of smelling incense in three days, which was also the reason why he personally came forward. Moreover, every time he used his secret in the past, he either won a cheer, or he could see that his opponent was terrified and trembling, but this time, it seemed that his spiritual power was wasted, and the two young people on the opposite side did not react, which made him even more angry.

"Don't be angry, I'll toast you. Wen Xiang poured a bowl of wine and handed it over with his left hand.

The old man had been staring at the left hand of Wen Xiang, and the death secret could break through the world's spiritual weapons, and he didn't dare to ignore it with his strength.

"No one chooses evil because of evil, but mistakes evil for happiness, the happiness of dreams. The old man said softly, "Child, are you really unwilling to repent?!"

"Repentance? Who has repented of tens of thousands of lives in Moyunling? In terms of the truth of this world, the most inferior thing is nothing more than a fist. Wen Xiang said lightly: "You dare to come alone, isn't it because your fists are bigger and harder than ours?"

The old man sighed and shook his head, smelling the fragrance and not wanting to wait any longer, a fierce color flashed in her eyes, and her left hand let go of the wine bowl and reached for the old man's shoulder.

The old man's beard trembled for a while, he never thought that the two juniors would dare to attack him first, which undoubtedly meant that the dignity of the grandmaster was ridiculed, he suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and the purple-black wooden staff bounced up like a poisonous snake, and the head of the staff pointed at the throat of the smelling incense.

However, Wen Xiang's first strike is just a kind of announcement, don't talk nonsense, she has more say than anyone's fist, she is not stupid enough to attack a strange grandmaster with all her might, she doesn't understand the strength of the other party and the way she is good at fighting, if she misses a blow, she will inevitably suffer from it.

Wen Xiang's figure immediately avoided the oblique stab, and his left hand continued to grasp the old man's shoulder, and his right hand reached out to the purple-black wooden staff from the side.

If Xi Xiaoru, who released the magic breath, was like an eagle, attacking sharply and quickly, then smelling the fragrance was like a leopard, with dexterity in his fierceness, and his reaction was extremely fast.

The old man snorted coldly, the purple-black wooden staff shook slightly, and the spiritual power contained in the wooden staff exploded, and Wen Xiang's right hand was shaken high by the invisible breath, and his left hand could no longer touch the old man, and then, the purple-black wooden staff turned sharply and chased Wen Xiang's staggered back body.

At this moment, a sword-like light bloomed, and the dazzling brilliance forced the old man to squint involuntarily, the tree stump on the stone, and the wine bowl that Wen Xiang had just thrown down and had not yet fallen on the table, were easily cut by the sword light, and then the sword light hit the middle of the wooden staff.

Rumble...... The purple-black wooden staff was shocked and bounced to the side, the old man was stunned at first, and then shocked, he felt that the wooden staff in his hand seemed to have hit a mountain, seeing that the young man was only about twenty years old, without decades of practice, how could he practice such a majestic momentum?!

Although Su Tang was a late striker, after all, he had a slight upper hand in the hard impact, Wen Xiang was surprised and happy in her heart, she didn't expect that Su Tang's strength would actually improve!

The next moment, Wen Xiang's figure slashed to the flank, she originally wanted to block the opponent's attack by herself, so that Su Tang could respond from the side, but now she should change her position, not because she was afraid of anything, but in order to expand her own advantages as much as possible.

The old man was furious, shouted, and the purple-black wooden staff rolled towards Su Tang.

Who knew that Su Tang's second blow was even faster than him, and as soon as the sword light was displayed, he met the wooden staff again.

Rumble...... Boom...... The sword light and the wooden staff made a crashing sound one after another, and the old man's situation looked very bad, and he was caught in the belly and back of the enemy, of course, this was thanks to Su Tang's strength, if he couldn't support it and showed defeat, there would be no point in attacking him.

The old man's figure suddenly twisted, and he didn't see any momentum, he floated out more than ten meters away, and temporarily broke away from the battle group, he looked at Su Tang with a suspicious gaze, because he couldn't see Su Tang's spiritual weapon, and could only vaguely see a flickering light and shadow in Su Tang's hand.

The old man had never heard of such a spiritual weapon in the world, so he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Su Tang didn't speak, his body floated forward like a breeze, and the sword light unfolded again, of course he knew that the strength of a grandmaster would not stop there, but he didn't use all his strength either.

"Junior, dare to be rude?!" The old man was furious, no matter what kind of discipline the young man belonged to, kill him! He grabbed the purple-black wooden staff with both hands, took a long breath, and then raised the staff to Su Tang.

The power of this blow was many times greater than just now, Su Tang could sense that the aura released by the old man was like substance, enveloping the air and condensing into an angry dragon, and before the tip of the staff arrived, the oncoming wind pressure made him breathless.

A ray of golden light flashed in Su Tang's eyes, and the Taisho Sword swung out with all his might.

Rumble...... Su Tang's sword light shattered the wind pressure and dispersed the aura condensed around the wooden staff, but by the time he really collided with the wooden staff, his sword momentum had already been exhausted, and he couldn't withstand the force of the rebound, and his body involuntarily flew out of the canopy, falling into the stream.

The old man's figure shot into the air like a swimming fish, chasing Su Tang, obviously, he had already decided to kill Su Tang first.

Immediately after, the wooden staff swept out and rolled towards Su Tang's body.

The cane wind swept across the water, and the stream became boiling, and countless droplets were forcibly pulled out of the stream, like a torrential rain pouring into the sky.

Su Tang was not injured, his spiritual power was still running freely, and he immediately raised his sword light and blocked it in front of him. Although he knew that the sheer strength of the Dao was not as good as that of the other party, the momentum of this staff was too fast, and he had no chance to dodge, so he could only choose to hit it hard.

Rumble...... Su Tang shot out like a cannonball, swept across the stream, broke several trees one after another, and fell into the dirt.

Before Su Tang could sit up, the old man's figure had already swooped down from the air, and a staff fell on his head.

Wen Xiang was anxious and kept chasing after the old man, but her speed was slightly insufficient compared to the other party, and the battlefield shifted too quickly, she was still in front of the table a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye she was in the stream, and then she moved into the woods, and she couldn't catch up.

Su Tang raised his head suddenly, a hideous mask had appeared on his face, and countless black swirls centered on his body, rolling wildly in all directions, instantly devouring him and the old man.

The smelling fragrance that followed suddenly realized that she couldn't see anything, she was very alert, and immediately turned over and jumped out of the black swirl.

Boom Boom Boom ...... A deafening roar rang out from the tumbling black swirl, and everywhere the black clouds swept through, everything went into disarray, trees were broken, rocks were shattered, and the ground was crisscrossed with marks.

Wen Xiang couldn't see what was going on inside, and his mood became even more anxious, and sometimes, Su Tang's body was blasted out of the black clouds, but those black swirls immediately condensed into smooth ribbons and gathered towards Su Tang;

The old man had completely hit the real fire and released all his strength, but he couldn't take a little fighter for a long time, which was almost an insult to him.

The black clouds were rolling around, and the surrounding area of hundreds of meters had become messy, and the sharp or dull impact sound had been repeatedly vibrated more than a thousand times, and after waiting for a long time to smell the fragrance, the mood was already a little numb.

Rumble...... Another crashing sound came, and when Su Tang flew out of the black clouds, the old man also stumbled back, he didn't rush to pursue, he only looked down at his wooden staff, a crack appeared on the wooden staff, and his spiritual weapon had been damaged.

"Very good...... Very good, very good......" The old man slowly raised his head, his eyes full of resentment: "At a young age, it is rare to be able to have this kind of ability...... It's a pity that your barrier has just taken shape, so let you see what the real barrier is!" The old man slowly inserted the wooden staff into the dirt, and then, a ripple visible to the naked eye dispersed from the wooden staff to all sides, and where the ripples passed, the ground was dyed with a layer of blue, and even the normally clear water of the stream became green.