"Old thing?" The old ghost who was originally facing Liu Mang frowned slightly: "I didn't expect that someone would dare to call me an old thing after not being born for more than fifty years!"
Whispering, the old ghost slowly turned around and walked straight towards Master Mingtong.
Seeing the old ghost approaching, Master Mingtong instantly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his eyelids were beating wildly... and even his heart suddenly froze.
The old ghost's movements did not have any fierce momentum, let alone any terrifying killing blow... But at this moment, Master Mingtong's face was so frightened that his whole face was distorted...
Because, he found that as the old ghost turned around, he could no longer move... His whole body seemed to be suppressed by some mysterious force...
This kind of suppression comes from the body, but also from the soul...
At this moment, he was really horrified.
He is a master! And he is a top-notch master! In the Yanxia Wulin, he was highly respected, and no one had ever suppressed him in such a terrifying way!
"No, it's impossible!" Ming Tong bit his tongue fiercely and let out a ferocious roar, trying to get rid of this terrifying oppression.
The old ghost looked indifferent and approached step by step...
With every step he took, Mingtong felt the pressure on his body getting heavier.
"Ah, you... who are you? How come there is such a terrifying existence like you in our Yanxia Wulin??" Ming Tong's eyes were red and he roared ferociously. Facing the old ghost, he felt as if he was facing a mountain... Before the old ghost arrived, the terrifying power and momentum had already crushed him...
However, the old ghost didn't answer his question and just walked towards him!
At this moment, Master Mingtong was completely embarrassed and roared: "Ah, old man, die, die!"
While roaring, he actually took action!
The moment he took action, the grandmaster's momentum swept towards the old ghost like a storm.
This momentum made Liu Mang, who was behind the old ghost, feel heartbroken.
However, the scary thing is that the old ghost seems to have no feeling. He is still moving forward indifferently...
Until Master Mingtong's fist was only five inches away from him... one word came out of his mouth in shock...
"roll!"
As soon as the word "Go" came out, it was like thunder!
In an instant, all the movements of Master Mingtong were frozen at this moment...
It's as if this word contains extremely terrifying power.
But at the moment when Master Mingtong's movements froze, the old ghost moved.
One finger!
The old ghost actually only stretched out one finger... That finger... struck towards Master Mingtong's heart...
Just now, Master Mingtong used his two fingers as swords in an attempt to kill Liu Mang. At this moment, the old ghost treated him in his own way... He used his fingers as a sword, trying to kill Ming Tong...
Point out with one finger, murderous aura surges!
That murderous aura is much more powerful than Master Mingtong's!
Ten times more powerful... or even a hundred times more powerful.
At this moment, the imageless old ghost woke up like a sleeping wild beast, and the terrifying and ferocious blood-killing momentum shook the entire villa.
"No!" When the old ghost exploded, Master Mingtong's face turned as pale as pig liver, and he howled in extreme fear.
The old ghost's sudden burst of murderous intent made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar, making his whole face distorted with fear. The murderous aura burst out from the old ghost was something he had never seen before. The murderous aura was like an ion storm that wanted to tear him apart.
This kind of murderous intent was too terrible, too terrifying, and formed an unprecedented suppression on him, suppressing his body and suppressing his soul. It made his heart tremble.
In an instant, he already understood the gap between himself and the old ghost. The gap was like a chasm, a chasm, and it could not be bridged!
retreat! Retreat!
After feeling the terror of the old ghost, Master Mingtong let out a horrified roar, and the only thought left in his mind was to retreat.
fear! Infinite fear! The aura of the old ghost is too powerful. Even worse than him, he had no chance of winning in front of the old ghost. Just like Liu Mang was powerless in front of him.
However, as soon as his feet moved, the old ghost let out an angry voice: "Stop!"
boom!
Master Mingtong felt a roar in his head, and everything went blank for an instant. The four words of the old ghost seemed to contain a huge amount of power... so that his body suddenly stopped.
And the moment he paused, the old ghost's sword-like finger touched his heart with an unparalleled sharp aura...
Phew!
In an instant, the clothes around Master Mingtong's heart were torn apart...
Immediately, the old ghost's fingers broke through Master Mingtong's flesh like a knife... and then entered...
Katcha!
One of Master Mingtong's ribs broke instantly!
"No, no, spare my life!" The moment his ribs were broken, Master Mingtong let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Spare your life?" The old ghost's lips curled up with a touch of indifference, and he said indifferently: "When you wanted to kill my disciple just now, why didn't you think of sparing your life?"
"I..." Master Mingtong opened his mouth, his face pale.
And at this moment, the old ghost's finger that pierced Master Mingtong's heart pressed down hard...
In an instant, Master Mingtong's ribs broke directly into the roots of the tree...
In an instant, Master Mingtong knelt directly on the ground, and the ground tore open instantly. At the same time, Master Mingtong's pitiful voice rang out: "Senior...Senior, please...please spare your life!"
fear! At this moment, he was really scared!
In front of the old ghost, he was like a newborn baby facing an adult, with no resistance at all.
At this moment, there are only two words in his manhood: Martial Saint!
He himself is a strong master in the martial arts world, and he has fought against masters at the top of his game. However, no one has ever been able to crush him as easily and freely as the old ghost...
And the only person he could think of who could crush him like this was the terrifying Martial Saint above the Grand Master who was almost regarded as a legend!
"Spare your life? Haha, it's too late." The old ghost looked at Mingtong's frightened expression indifferently, and said indifferently: "If I take action, there will never be any survivors!"
As he spoke, his finger that pierced Master Mingtong's heart was like a sharp sword, pointing straight into Master Mingtong's heart...
In an instant, Master Mingtong's face turned ashen...
"etc!"
Suddenly, just when the old ghost's finger was about to penetrate Master Mingtong's heart, a deep voice rang out.
This sound made Master De Mingtong's eyes flash with light... and even caused the old ghost's movements to suddenly stop.
Both of them looked towards the place where the sound came from. In an instant, Liu Mang was seen staggering over.
"Disciple, do you want to save him?" Looking at Liu Mang, the old ghost's tone became more teasing.
"No!" Liu Mang shook his head.
This word "not" instantly extinguished the light of hope in Master De Mingtong's eyes.
At this moment, Liu Mang's voice sounded again: "I want to kill him myself!"
"Kill now?" The old ghost glanced at the frightened and trembling Master Mingtong and said indifferently.
"No, I will use my own strength to kill him!" Liu Mang shook his head, and then said in a deep voice: "Master, please let him go. One day, I will kill him like a dog!"
Hearing this, the old ghost suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, okay, you are worthy of being my disciple."
As he said that, he pulled out the finger that was piercing Master Mingtong's heart in an instant. Then he gently wiped it on Master Mingtong's clothes, and then said to Master Mingtong indifferently: "Tonight, I will not kill you. My disciple will kill you again in the future, so get out!"
"Thank you... thank you, senior!" Master Mingtong covered his heart tightly, said to the old ghost in awe, and then staggered towards the outside of the villa.
From beginning to end, he never looked at Liu Mang.
He only had endless hatred for Liu Mang in his heart. Even if Liu Mang asked the old ghost to let him go now, he would not be half grateful to Liu Mang.
Liu Mang looked at Master Mingtong's back indifferently. He gently touched his heart... There was still bleeding there...
"Mingtong, I said, if I am lucky enough not to die tonight, I will kill you like a dog one day! You... just wait for me!"
Today, he was crushed by Master Mingtong and almost knelt on the ground in humiliation...
He will never forget this shame forever!
This shame can only be averted by killing Master Mingtong.
As Liu Mang and others watched, Master Mingtong staggered away.
Every step he took would leave a trail of blood on the ground.
He also suffered horrific trauma at the hands of the old ghost.
It was only twenty meters from here to the iron gate, but it actually took half a minute to get through.
When he walked to the iron door, he held it tightly with both hands, and his whole body almost leaned on the door, as if he had lost all strength.
"Master!" Seeing this scene, Master Mingtong's disciples could no longer hold back and rushed over.
At this moment, the six disciples of Master Mingtong were covered in blood. Two of them had an arm cut off directly. The other four people also had stab wounds all over their bodies.
"Disciple, let's go, let's... let's go!" Master Mingtong tried his best to spit out a few words. At this moment, the awe he had when facing the old ghost was no longer there, and his face was full of ferociousness.
"Let's go!" His six disciples looked at each other, supported each other, and left in embarrassment.
Peng! When they left Yang Tong's villa a hundred meters away, they got into a black off-road vehicle.
As soon as they entered the car, Master Mingtong's disciples all roared ferociously:
"Master, if I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being!"
"Yes, Master. This revenge must be avenged."
... ...
"Poof!" Master Mingtong could no longer suppress the blood in his throat and spurted it out. The whole car smelled of blood.
"Master, are you okay?"
"Master!"
Seeing Master Mingtong spit out blood, his disciple's expression changed dramatically.
Master Mingtong's body suddenly trembled violently, and his voice was full of fear and shock: "Wu... Wu Sheng, I... Mingtong actually... met Wu Sheng! I... .. Defeated unjustly!”
"Martial...Martial Saint?"
"The legendary martial saint in the martial arts world?"
Master Mingtong's disciples were all startled, their eyes fixed on Master Mingtong's face covered with blood.
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"Master, you... who are you? That old man is a legendary martial saint?"
Master Mingtong stretched out his hand with two broken fingers and took a look. Then he glanced at his heart that had been pierced by the old ghost's finger, and said with trembling eyes: "I am a master, a master of martial arts. Logically speaking, my fist power and momentum are invincible. However, I was directly struck by That old man crushed... This kind of crushing was not only physical, but also spiritual... The only person I can think of who can have such a terrifying momentum is that person who is as terrifying as the sky, extraordinary and holy. The Martial Saint!"
"Master, it's impossible, this is impossible! The Martial Saint is just a legend. How could the old man be the Martial Saint?" Master Mingtong's disciple cried out in disbelief.
"I... I don't believe it either, but... I have to believe it! The old man crushed me directly, crushing me on a spiritual level. Before he could attack, he crushed me mentally. I had no power or intention to resist. This kind of momentum , even in the peak master, I have never felt it. Therefore, except for the legendary Martial Saint, I really can't think of anyone else who can be so terrifying!!!" Master Mingtong said with a twisted face.
"Martial Saint? Is there really a Martial Saint in this world?" After listening to Master Mingtong's words, his disciples were all shocked, their eyes filled with horror.
"Before, I didn't believe it, but tonight, I believe it!" Master Mingtong spat out a few words.
"Martial Saint? Since that old man is a Martial Saint, how can we take revenge? In fact, we don't even dare to touch that little bastard named Liu Mang!" Master Mingtong's disciples roared unwillingly.
"Then Liu Wang has the protection of the old man. We really don't dare to act rashly. However, just because we don't dare to move doesn't mean that some people don't dare to move!" Mingtong roared.
"Master? Are you talking about him?" Mingtong's disciple suddenly remembered a person.
"Yes, that's him - the Dragon King, the leader of the ten dragons in Beijing!" Master Mingtong said with a ferocious face: "He has taken advantage of us several times, it's time for him to take action!"