Sometimes, no matter how wise you are, you can't give full play to it.

For example, now, lacking the most critical information and knowing nothing about the other party, no matter how smart Seinfeld is, he can't make an effective rescue plan.

And the strength of the other party is unknown, and if he rushes forward, it is very likely that he will fall into the mouth of a tiger.

But at the moment, I had to go on. , there is still unknown hope, if not, Qin Xiaoru's life will be gone.

"Bang bang. ”

Seinfeld pulled out the Destroyer from the storage ring and fired the machine gun directly at the gray-robed man, swarming bullets into the back of the man in black.

"Hopefully it works. Seinfeld shouted in his heart.

Then, Seinfeld's pupils contracted suddenly, and he saw that behind the gray-robed man, six warheads suddenly appeared. What is this suddenly appeared, but the bullet was not clear at all when the machine gun fired, and at this moment, the bullet seemed to be stuck in the air, giving people the feeling that the bullet appeared out of thin air.

The gray-robed man suddenly turned his head, his gaze as sharp as an eagle's head, and went straight to Seinfeld's body.

Seinfeld saw that the gray-robed man was an old man, the old man's hair was thin, and his white hair was hanging down on the smooth scalp one by one, looking very messy, his skin was like dry bark, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken, but he retained a pair of divine eyes. The old man's beard was so long that it covered most of his face, making it impossible to see the skin under his beard.

Seinfeld saw the old man turn his head, his eyes showing a thick mockery and disdain, like a cat looking at a mouse trying to escape when it was being played.

"Little fly, I originally wanted to wait until I was done to pay attention to you, but I didn't expect you to come out and find death by yourself. The gray-robed old man's voice was hoarse, and it was as uncomfortable to listen to Seinfeld's ears as if two pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.

"Bang bang, bang bang. "Seinfeld's machine gun, keep firing.

The old man's hoarse voice said unhurriedly: "I think back then, the Hundred Poison Walkers used three thousand poisonous needles at the same time, and the power was ten times that of yours, and it was difficult to get me, and your small means, in the eyes of the old man, were like children playing." ”

As the old man's right hand was raised, his fingers spread out in the direction where the bullets were flying, all of Seinfeld's bullets were fixed in the void in front of him by his volley, and then the old man's hand was tightly clenched, and all the bullets, suddenly like a goddess scattering flowers, spread and flew around, and most of the dense bullets flew towards Seinfeld in an instant.

Seinfeld was shocked, he didn't expect this old man to have such a method, and his body hurriedly dodged towards the stone wall behind the door.

"The catkins body method. Seinfeld's whole body was like catkins, flashing in the face of bullets.

"Oops. ”

The bullets were too dense, and under the control of the old man, the speed was actually faster than when the destroyer was activated, and with Seinfeld's body speed, even if he used the catkins body technique, he couldn't completely avoid it.

When he rolled over and came back to his senses, the calf area of his right leg, the left abdomen, and the right shoulder were all deeply wounded by the bullet.

It's just that these injuries are due to the skillfulness of the catkins, otherwise, the consequences are really unimaginable.

The blood soon stained most of his body red.

Fortunately, none of these are fatal.

Having just entered the first round of the encounter, Seinfeld ended in a complete defeat.

Taking out the long sword from the storage ring and holding it on the ground, Seinfeld slowly supported his body, and the bloody figure reappeared at the mouth of the stone cave.

"Yes, I didn't expect you to die. The old man smiled dryly, his eyes full of banter, "The old man hasn't played with anyone for a long time, this time, what are you going to play?"

Seinfeld held the long sword, wiped his face with a bloody hand, and suddenly grinned at the gray-robed old man, his body suddenly rose into the air, pounced on the old man, and shouted, "Play with your sister." ”

Being in the air, the Vajra long sword in Seinfeld's hand suddenly burst out with colorful light, carrying Seinfeld's majestic true qi, and slashed towards the old man below.

"Thunderbolt Sword. ”

The sword is like a meteor, and it is like lightning.

The old man stared at the long sword that stabbed straight into Seinfeld's hand, his eyes gradually brightened, and his dry face spread out like a chrysanthemum, and he called out in a hoarse and ugly voice: "Good, good, good." ”

"Die. Seinfeld did his best.

The old man moved, his left hand was slowly raised, his index finger and middle finger stretched out, and it seemed to be pointed out slowly, but in fact, it was not slower than Seinfeld's thunderbolt sword at all, and the two fingers instantly touched Seinfeld's long sword.

When the colorful light dissipated, Seinfeld's eyes were full of ghost-like expressions, and the thunderbolt sword that had been unbreakable since he crossed over was actually caught by the old man who looked like he was about to die of old age with two fingers.

Yes, with just two fingers of his left hand, not only did he break the thunderbolt sword that Seinfeld was proud of, but also, Seinfeld's long sword, as if it was fixed in the old man's hand, could not be shaken.

"What a terrifying strength. Seinfeld's face turned a little pale, and his heart quickly sank into the trough.

The old man stood in front of Seinfeld with a smile, staring at Seinfeld's eyes with a playful gaze, and laughed in a hoarse voice: "Little fly, what other means do you have?" ”

"Mixed Element Palm. Seinfeld swung out a palm, straight to the old man's chest, rolling internal force, and instantly poured out.

The old man was still smiling, and he actually straightened his chest and directly used his chest to meet Seinfeld's palm, and Seinfeld's majestic true qi instantly poured into the old man's body.

Seinfeld immediately looked up at the old man's expression, and the old man in front of him turned out to have the same expression, and his eyes were almost squinted with a smile.

The Mixed Yuan Palm and the Thunderbolt Sword are Seinfeld's strongest means at present, and the combination of the two means can make no achievements against the old man in front of him, as if scratching an itch for him.

The huge gap in strength hit Seinfeld's mind fiercely.

"No, that's my turn. The old man smiled, and grabbed the void in his right hand, and Seinfeld suddenly felt a strong force coming from around his body, and then, his entire body was restrained, and his whole body could not move.

Seinfeld's body, bound by the invisible force, slowly rose off the ground, and flew a few steps forward after a while, approaching the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man stretched out his hand, which was as dry as the bark of a dead tree, and slowly touched Seinfeld's face, pinching it on Seinfeld's blood-covered face, causing Seinfeld to quickly get goosebumps in several layers.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. The hoarse voice of the gray-robed old man was full of indescribable joy, "I thought that I had found a pure spirit body, which was already a gift from God, but I didn't expect to miss you, the God-given Five Elements Body, your physique, in the super-first-class forces, have a great chance to become a core disciple, I didn't expect that it would be cheaper for nothing, the old man, you said, how much divine power can you get in exchange for sacrificing you to the Fly God?"

Seinfeld glared at the gray-robed old man angrily, with all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't come up with a way to get out, in the face of absolute strength, all strategies were in vain.

"Are you going to die? Just like that?" Seinfeld was really unwilling, he had a god-level exchange system, a group of loyal subordinates of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and a bright future. All this is just the beginning, and I didn't expect it to be over.

"Old fellow, do you dare to bet that if I were to survive for three years, I would surpass you. Seinfeld snorted coldly.

"Give you three years to surpass me? The old man smiled.

"Yes, in three years, I will surpass you. Seinfeld gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Little fly, you think too much, the old man doesn't have time to play with you. The old man said lightly, "For the old man, exchanging your body for the gift of the gods as soon as possible is the most important thing. Little one, you can serve as food for the gods with peace of mind. ”

After the gray-robed old man finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and a long wooden table immediately flew from the side of the corner, and immediately, Seinfeld was placed on the long wooden table by the old man.

Next to Seinfeld, Qin Xiaoru kept her eyes closed and slept peacefully, as if the current affairs did not affect her at all, and she didn't know what the old man had done to her.

"The advance work of the sacrifice has been done, I originally thought that only one body would be sacrificed, but I didn't expect two bodies to come, and the fly god will be very happy when he sees it. The gray-robed old man chuckled, and then, like an old man, slowly walked in the direction of the idol, and a long shadow gradually covered Seinfeld's body.

Slowly, the gray-robed old man turned around, raised the sharp dagger in his hand, aimed it at Seinfeld's chest, and said with a dry smile, "You are lucky to be the nourishment of the great fly god. ”

Song Fei quickly sank into the god-level exchange system, trying to find one of the dazzling objects to deal with the predicament in front of him.

"Lulu, Lulu, help. "Too many merchants, where is there time for Seinfeld to slowly sift through, in desperation, Seinfeld only has to contact Lulu, the elf of the god-level exchange system, hoping to use Lulu's help to get out of the current predicament.

"Lulu, Lulu. Seinfeld was in his heart, a series of calls, but unfortunately, this series of shouts seemed to sink into the sea, and he couldn't get a single response.

"It's almost over. Seinfeld was a little frustrated, at such a juncture, time was running out.

If given enough time, Seinfeld believes that he will be able to surpass the old man in front of him, or give him some more time to sift through the objects, and maybe find a way to deal with the predicament in front of him.

Unfortunately, time waits for no one.

"Fight. Seinfeld immediately exchanged his eyes on a small nuclear warhead, and instead of being sacrificed alive by the old man, it was better to use the nuclear warhead and fight him directly.

It's just that I hope that the small nuclear warhead won't affect those people in the Optimus Sword Sect.

Optimus Sword Faction, lovely members, farewell. You must live well.

"You can look at it. The old man's dagger pierced Seinfeld's heart.

Seinfeld's target, a small nuclear warhead has been designated.

"Alas. In the empty hall, there was a sudden sigh that looked like a man and a woman.