Chapter 430

Xiao Yao has no confidence.

Although he is sometimes more crazy, but that kind of crazy is also built on their own strength, otherwise, it is not crazy, but arrogant.

At the beginning, facing the long sword line, he would have confidence. He dared to tell others that he was sure.

But now, in the face of the old man, he has no confidence. But he also understood that now the knife was on his neck, and he had no way back. Even if he was only 30% sure, he had to go. Now there was no way back.

He was very curious. A master like changjianxing was already at the top of China. How could there be an old man more powerful than changjianxing now? How can Huaxia have such a master? What's more strange is that such people have no legends about each other in the inner world.

He wanted to break his head, but he didn't know what the old man was.

This old man just came out of the blue. I'm afraid that even his second grandfather was shocked, he couldn't figure out the number one person. Otherwise, he would never have heard of him before. After all, with his strength, he shouldn't be the number one person in the world.

"Strange, really strange." Xiao Yao felt his chin.

"Brother Xiao, in fact, I'm also very curious. I know song Peng very well. In their circle, it's impossible for me to come into contact with such experts. Even my father didn't know such old men before. He even said that they are not people in the same world with us. Why do they want to help song Peng?" Song Yilin also touched his chin and said.

Xiao Yao thought for a moment, finally shook his head, said with a bitter smile: "you ask me, I don't know, but I think, now this problem is not important, anyway, this is a tough battle, either win or lose, no other result."

Song Yilin nodded and said nothing more.

"Hey, what a big deal! I dare not say anything else. Anyway, brother Xiao, I have great confidence in you! That old man doesn't know how old he is. Isn't it good to lie in bed and watch TV at this age? You have to learn from young people to find stimulation, just his old bones. Brother Xiao, do you want to take care of him like playing Fang Hai said carelessly.

He is such a character, even if the sky falls down, he will not feel how terrible, let alone what to worry about.

What's more, he always has such confidence in Xiao Yao?

Xiao Yao glanced at him with a bitter smile. He didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, the soldiers will block the water and cover the land. If you want to fight, fight!" Xiao Yaochang sighed, "besides, it hasn't started yet. Isn't it bad for me to be discouraged now?"

Fang Hai patted his thigh: "I'm going to open later. I'll bet, and I'll have to bet brother Xiao to win."

"Don't make trouble. What if they don't pay if they win? We are all people with status. Can't we just sit on the ground and quarrel with them? Although we can't do such a thing, their shameless and impetuous people may not be able to do it. Therefore, I think we are likely to suffer the loss in the end. "

With these words, there was a silence.

After looking at each other, the three laughed.

Originally, there was still some dull atmosphere, because Xiao Yao's joke was instantly dispersed. It's not an ability to joke, but it's an ability to joke when the atmosphere is depressed. It's a powerful mentality.

More than ten minutes later, in the yard, Xiao Yao and the old man were opposite.

Song Peng, song Yilin and others retreated to the side and watched quietly.

Although song Yilin and Fang Hai say they are very confident in Xiao Yao, they are still a little nervous now. After all, this fight is too important for them.

The old man finally opened up his posture.

His hands were dancing in the air.

Accompanied by a wisp of breeze, Xiao Yao's clothes and hair are disordered, and Xiao Yao finally rushes past.

He was afraid that the wind would blow out the burning fire in his heart.

The old man looked at Xiao Yao who was rushing towards him with a smile on his face.

"Come on." There was a flash of light in his empty eyes, and he took a step forward, holding up a gust of wind with both hands.

Every wind is cut, the incision is neat, like a sharp wind knife, toward Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao's eyes were slightly astringent, his mouth didn't speak much, his moving speed didn't slow down, and he still charged forward without fear.

When the sharp wind knife rushed to the front, he gave a roar, and suddenly stopped. A strong current rushed out from behind, and the wind knife was instantly scattered.

Qi breaks the sky!

Seeing this scene, there was a flash of light in the old man's eyes.

"Good move." He murmured and rushed to Xiao Yao again. When he was less than two meters away from Xiao Yao, he gently stepped on his feet and rose in the air. Dapeng spread his wings and pressed him down.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, took a picture of Yuan Li in his body, and smashed it down to the old man.

He has little confidence.

At least now he has no confidence in the old man.

Therefore, he doesn't dare to hide his strength. He knows that as long as he is careless, he is likely to be killed by the other party. He doesn't dare to hide his strength. He can only take out all his cards. Only in this way can he delay and find a chance to win.

What Xiao Yao didn't expect was that the old man was very agile. It's hard to imagine that such an old man's speed could be as fast as this.

"Old monster." Xiao Yao scolded in his heart.

The old man didn't know what Xiao Yao was thinking. He was so absorbed that he mobilized all his inner strength and photographed Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao has no way to go back. To be exact, he never thought about going back.

After the same hand was taken out, he madly urged Yuan Li in his body again.

He wants to suppress each other!

Two palms meet.

The air is surging faster and faster. Song Peng and others all backed out for a distance, for fear that they would be swept in by the current.

No one wants to stand on the crest of the storm.

Fang Hai was also pulled back by song Yilin.

Xiao Yao's expression is ferocious.

He found himself underestimating each other.

This old man is not only fast, but also terrible in strength.

Xiao Yao was standing on the ground, while the old man's body was hanging in the air. One hand was patted on the palm of Xiao Yao's hand in an inverted shape.

The floor tiles under Xiao Yao's feet have been torn apart at this time. We can see how much pressure Xiao Yao is under at this time.

Fang Hai pulled the taut song Yilin and asked in a low voice, "now if brother Xiao suddenly retreats, can he fall to death?"

Song Yilin glanced at him and couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't know where to begin to explain to this layman. At last, he simply put out his hand and patted Fang Hai on the shoulder, boasting: "you are a very thoughtful person."

Fang Hai is not stupid after all. Knowing that song Yilin is too lazy to explain to himself, he simply turns his mouth and stops talking.

Song Yilin also set off a storm in his heart.

At this time, he saw the old man's terrible.

If the other party wanted to kill himself from the beginning, he would not have been hurt a little and had no way to survive.

This is the real master. Even if he is just watching, he can feel a pressure and a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

He tried to think about it. If he was Xiao Yao now and had to deal with the old man's attack, what would the result be?

As soon as he had such an idea, song Yilin had already figured out the answer. If the person standing there was really himself, I'm afraid he would have been shot dead by now.

Two people are not rivals at all.

Xiao Yao also felt depressed.

He wants to retreat, but he also knows that he can't do that, otherwise, with the speed of the old man, a slap directly on his chest, that is the rhythm of death.

Therefore, he can only hold on, and his brain is running fast. He must find a way to break through the current predicament, otherwise, he will not be able to hold on for long.

"Click, click!"

He crushed the stone under his feet.

Broken into slag, the wind blows, it will become a powder. Xiao Yao took off part of the old man's strength and shared it with the ground. Otherwise, he would not have been able to support himself. Only that small part of the strength made his feet sink into the soil.

"He's standing on his head like this, isn't he congested?" Fang Hai thought in his heart, but he didn't mean to ask. He knew that if he did, song Yilin would despise him again.

Finally, Xiao Yao moved again.

He stamped one foot on the ground, and a stone slab beside him bounced up from the ground and hit the old man who was hanging in the air.

"Yes? Good way The old man smiles and claps his other hand on Xiao Yao's shoulder. His body immediately flies out and avoids the stone slab in the air. Xiao Yao, who is photographed by the old man, retreats repeatedly. If he doesn't step back, he will crush a stone slab. Finally, he almost retreats seven or eight steps before he can barely stand firm.

He quickly picked up Yuan Li in his body and pressed down the boiling blood in his chest. There was no scene of spitting blood, but his pale face had told everyone that he was obviously the one who was in the downwind just now.

Xiao Yao's body is shaking.

There was a slight tremor, but everyone in the room could see it clearly.

His arm, which was photographed by the old man, trembled the most, but Xiao Yao didn't feel any pain for the time being. The main reason was that his arm had lost consciousness temporarily.