Just listen to a stab ~

in front of the heaven and earth, there is a light, a flash!

The old man glared at the kimono girl in front of him.

"What do you say?"

"Should heaven die?"

"Who did it?"

The old man was not angry and his words were still calm.

However, who knows what kind of turbulence is implied in the seemingly calm words of the old man.

"Teacher, the body was sent by the Chinese martial arts temple."

"As soon as I received it, I sent someone to investigate."

"It seems that elder martial brother Yingtian died in the hands of Ye Fan, a young Chinese youth."

"Elder martial brother Yingtian, the realm of martial arts is superb."

"But he was still blocked by his sword. Yue'er speculated that this man had already entered the realm of master in martial arts."

Martial arts into the peak, can start a school, destroy gold and jade, for the master!

The master is like a dragon.

In the world of martial arts and Taoism, all the people who can enter the realm of a master are the mainstay of a country.

Of course, the master's realm is not the top of martial arts.

On top of that, there are stronger ones.

Therefore, the old man did not have too many accidents when he learned that ye fan was a master.

To his surprise, Ye Fan's age.

"In his early twenties, he entered the realm of a master."

"Another young master?"

"At that time, ye Qingtian, the Chinese god of war, appeared. Today, is it possible that there will be another "God of war" Ye Fan in China

When it comes to Ye Qingtian's name, Lianggong yingyue clearly feels that her teacher's mood has fluctuated.

It seems that the teacher is still worried about the past.

"Teacher, you are worried."

"People like Ye Qingtian, who are estimated to be 500 years old in China, will produce this one."

"Ye Fan is young and famous, but he has a long way to go. If he wants to reach the height of the God of war in China, it is not easy to talk about it?" Liang Gong yingyue whispered.

But the old man didn't seem to want to listen to these inanimate nonsense. He waved his hand, still sat on a bluestone and said in a deep voice, "you go on talking."

"Well." Liang Gong yingyue nodded, "after Yingtian's body was sent, I immediately checked the wound."

"Elder martial brother Yingtian, though he was killed by a sword."

"But before that, the elder martial brother had been injured by fatal internal injuries."

"What's more, the skill of the other side is similar to that of the king of Chu's killing!"

"It's very much like the Chu family. It's the way of heaven!"

Crackling ~

at the moment when the words of Lianggong yingyue fell, the bluestone under the old man suddenly broke without warning.

This stone is the cold stone of the far north.

Frozen for a hundred years without breaking, indestructible!

Now, it's broken in an instant.

It can also be seen that at this time, the old man's mind is how ups and downs.

Liang Gong yingyue was immediately shocked and worried and asked, "teacher, are you ok?"

The old man waved his hand: "it's just a nameless young man, no harm!"

"Now, my green wood sword idea has been greatly completed."

"Even against the king of Chu, the head of the Chu family, I'm not afraid of it, let alone a small generation?"

The old man got up slowly, but his momentum was more and more fierce.

Beside him, the seven foot sword was humming and shaking.

"However, if a young master killed two generations of my disciples, it would be hard to come up with such a talent."

"In this case, it's time for me to go to China and meet the young master."

Words, eyebrows and eyes in the cold lingering, killing boiling!