Chapter 646

"I'm not qualified to know who I am because of your accomplishments." The middle-aged man, with a young girl, fluttered outside the hall. His tone was not fierce or full of anger. Instead, he said faintly.

This feeling, like a generation of strong, speak to a weak, completely from the heart out of contempt.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was very surprised. Of course, douxingzong was not reduced to the point where everyone could step on it. After all, it was one of the most powerful forces in Beidou Xuanyu, and there was also an ancient trace master. His strength was not blown out.

In addition to Jiang Feng dare not take Dou Xing Zong seriously, before that, they have never seen any friars, dare not put Dou Xing Zong in their eyes.

But after Jiang Feng, the middle-aged man appeared in the sky, but he didn't seem to take douxingzong seriously. He even said that Musang was not qualified to know who he was. No wonder Musang would be furious. It would be too much for other people.

Even if you are not a douxingzong, you should defend the dignity of the strong in the ruins!

"What a dog and a cat dare to treat themselves as one thing. They even say that a person in the market is not qualified to know. I think you have drunk too much. Do you want me to wake you up?" Wood mulberry Yin voice says.

"Xin'er, you say this man is so rude. Should Uncle Wu kill him?" The middle-aged man asked the girl in the yellow skirt.

"This grandfather may have some don't know heaven and earth, martial uncle don't care with him, Xin'er hates the smell of blood, don't want you to kill people." The yellow skirt girl said calmly. Her voice is very beautiful. It makes people feel like a sister next door. She doesn't even have any evil thoughts. She is as pure as a fairy.

"Xin'er doesn't want me to kill, so I'll let him go." The middle-aged man said calmly.

The crowd looked at each other. These two people were so surprised that they didn't give up.

A little girl said that a strong man from douxingzong didn't know the heaven and earth. Because she didn't like bleeding, she told the middle-aged man not to kill.

The middle-aged man not only agreed, but also seriously said that he had let Mu sang go. During the conversation, he could decide the life and death of a monk in the ruins and where to put Mu sang?

"Enough!" Mu Sang was so angry that his lung was about to explode. There were almost ten thousand beasts galloping by in his heart.

Can you respect him? He's the elder of Douxing sect. He's a real strong man in the ruins. He can break mountains and rivers with his hand and shake eight wastelands with his feet.

Now, a little girl said that he didn't know the heaven and the earth. He just said that he didn't like the taste of blood, so he got a middle-aged man to let him go. What did he do? Can the ants be trampled to death at will? Kill if you want, or not?

How can a generation of strong people who call the wind and the rain in the ruins endure such insults!

"If you don't kill me, I'll kill you!" If Musang didn't do it, his anger would tear his body. He dashed forward, and the power of the stars burst out like a tide. He waved his hand and killed the middle-aged man.

"I'll let you die, but you don't appreciate it. It seems that the monks of douxingzong are not only arrogant, but also a little foolish." The middle-aged man shook his head. Facing Mu sang, he rushed forward and took a step forward to block the yellow skirt girl behind her for fear that she would be hurt.

Jiang Feng's eyes are slightly fixed, and he can't help showing a different color. In the face of Mu Sang's attack, the middle-aged man's first thought is not how to attack and defend, but how to consider the safety of the yellow skirt girl.

This action reflects a lot of useful information. The yellow skirt girl should be more important than the middle-aged man himself. At the same time, it also reflects that the middle-aged man should be very confident in his own strength and not afraid of Mu sang.

Mu Sang's attack was extremely violent, which made the whole holy city full of terror.

Ye Wuying had to cover dozens of miles with the power of stars. If not, all the surrounding buildings would be razed to the ground.

"I thought I had a high level of cultivation, but I didn't expect that it was just a heavy day to the market." The middle-aged man carried it with one hand and showed a slight contempt in his eyes. He stretched out his right hand and turned into countless shadows to meet Mu Sang's big hand in an instant.

Bang!

A dull voice came out, and the people stared at their eyes, suddenly showing the color of shock.

The palm of Mu Sang's strong attack was firmly grasped by the middle-aged man with his right hand. How much strength does it need?

The crowd was terrified!

Catching someone's attack with your hand and resisting it are two different concepts.

There are many ways to resist. Tactics and magic weapons can be used to resist the enemy's attack.

However, if you want to capture other people's palms and fists, you need a very powerful force, which is based on absolute strength.

Only when you have more accomplishments than your opponent can someone do this. Otherwise, if you fail, you will lose your hands. Even if you don't lose them, you will kill 1000 enemies and lose 800.

But from the middle-aged man's face at the moment, he was as calm as usual, without the slightest sense of difficulty. His other hand was still behind him, and the other side Mu sang hit him with one hand.

All the people in the hall were shocked by the cultivation of the middle-aged people one after another. The master, this man is absolutely the master in Zhixu. His cultivation is at least about the wuchongtian or even above.

Jiang Feng's eyes are also shining. From his rich ways of understanding people, middle-aged people's cultivation should not be low. The feeling of scorning Mu sang from nature can't be disguised.

I believe that Mu sang, and some of the strong people on the scene, can also see one or two.

But to Jiang Feng's surprise, this man's cultivation is too high. With only one hand, he can resist Mu Sang's attack and make him unable to move. He is not only as steady as a mountain, but also has no change in his face. This shows that this man not only uses one hand, but also does not use all his strength.

Jiang Feng believed that the rest of the people in the hall were surprised because of this.

In Mu Sang's heart, he was shocked. His eyes looked at the middle-aged man in horror. He tried to stop his hand, but there was no reaction. On the contrary, the harder he tried, the more he felt that his hand was about to break.

"Let go of me!" Mu Sang's face turned red.

Today is a shame. I was insulted by a Jiang Feng. I wanted to show my face to the middle-aged man, but I was caught in the palm of my hand. I didn't find my face. On the contrary, I was even more shameful.

He is a strong man in the ruins. Even if he doesn't report the origin of douxingzong, he will be respected everywhere. But now he is in the holy city of Jiuyou. He is so angry that he is so hateful.

"Before I said I'd let you die, but you yelled to kill me. Now I'm going to let you go. Elder Douxing, it's naive to be stupid. The middle-aged man sneered, with a strong ironic tone.

A pot of wine said: PS: a few days ago, I said a rule of adding more, but the next day I didn't meet the requirement of adding more, so I didn't add more. Lao Jiu knew that everyone had tried their best, so I didn't ask for anything. Today, a brother said that the flowers have reached the rule of adding more. Although a few days have passed, Laojiu, in order to thank all his brothers, still tries to add another chapter. Thank you for your company, and hope to continue to support Wangu fanzun.