Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

Chapter 1162: The Crisis Of The Old Beggar

"Are you threatening me?"

"Can you resist the centuries-old skill of this punch?"

The old beggar Hua Ziteng stood up from the grand master's chair, and said with an angry face, the autumn wind was bleak in the middle of the field, and the invisible killing intent was pulsating, sweeping towards the crowd of black robed people.

"If Senior Xiao Lao Di makes a move, we definitely cannot resist it."

"However, weird phenomena are rampant in the Zhongyuan world today. It would not be surprising if there are one or two people with superb disguise skills. A few days ago, the children in the Jianzong were stolen, and the major forces began to pay attention. I don't know the seniors Do you really have real talents and real learning?"

"If the senior insists on refusing to make a deal today, then the junior can only go out and verify the thoughts of the various sects."

The man in black said, the men in black were full of murderous intent, their killing intent was awe-inspiring, and they were ready to strike if they disagreed.

As soon as this remark came out, the old beggar's calf trembled involuntarily, and the chicken and the dog were also a little dazed, why did they show their stuff when they were so good?

Could it be that just from the theft of the Jianzong child, the various sects smelled the breath of the pirated Xiaolaodi, and doubted the strength of the old beggar?

"presumptuous!"

"In front of senior Xiaolaodi, you dare to speak such nonsense, don't you know how to write the word dead?"

Before the old beggar could speak, Ying Diao shouted angrily at the side, he didn't know the real identity of the old beggar, he only thought that the old beggar was really Xiao Laodi, and now he stepped forward to give him a boost.

But with just such a voice, the old beggar completely panicked, Ying Diao really didn't have any eyesight at all, people began to suspect that he was a fake and shoddy product, and this guy was still praising him for hatred!

If the other party is impatient and really calls, what should he do?

"Hehe, if I was only 30% sure that you are not the real senior Xiao Laodi just now, then I am 60% sure that you are a fake!"

"I am only a semi-holy cultivator. As a strong man in the holy realm, I can perceive the aura of the exercises in my body with a single glance. How can I ask what kind of sect we are from?"

"I have suspected for a long time that you have been domineering in Jianzong, but you have never really made a move, not even once, so it's not that you disdain to do it, but you dare not do it at all, because you are afraid of revealing your secrets, right or wrong! "

"To tell you the truth, we are not the ones who came to the Eastern Continent this time. We came here to negotiate a deal just to find out the details and inquire about the news. There are more sect masters waiting in the coastal area, just waiting to confirm that there are no minors here. Laodi's real body, they will rush up and carve up Jianzong!"

"If Jianzong can agree to Cai Cai's request and donate a few children, perhaps this catastrophe can be avoided!"

The leader in black robe said cheerfully.

"What do you mean?"

"How could senior Xiao Laodi be a fake?"

Ying Diao's expression changed slightly, and he questioned, thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong with what the other party said. I haven't used the ordinary Yu Kong Walking before, so it must be true that the other party said it?

Really fake, counterfeit?

For a while, he wasn't so sure.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you try it?"

"war!"

The man in black said coldly, stretched out a hand at random, and struck out a palm in the air. A large blood-colored handprint suddenly fell towards the old beggar's direction, violent blood surged, and it seemed to be filled with countless bloody dead souls.

For a moment, the old beggar was so startled that his hairs stood on end. His real cultivation was only in the fairyland. is quite difficult.

"Wang, seriously!"

"Ben Fozi, take a step first!"

Ergouzi was so frightened that he jumped three feet high. Its cultivation base is only in the fairyland. Before the blood-colored handprint arrived, it already felt a strong breath of death. It might die if this palm is applied, no , it will definitely die!

"Damn!"

"Slip away!"

Ji Wuqing fluttered her wings, watching her avoid it, her two little wings kept her head, her buttocks pouted and she buried her head in the ground. Although she knew it was useless to do so, her instinct as a Pudong rooster still drove her to protect herself .

"Fuck! Ying Diao, escort!"

The old beggar's calf was convulsed, his voice trembled, and he screamed, who would have thought that his identity as the little emperor would be exposed suddenly without warning!

Are all the monks of these major sects belong to the dog family? The sense of smell is so keen!

"This is the method of the Blood Demon Sect, you are the semi-holy powerhouse of the Blood Demon Sect!"

Ying Diao drew the long sword at his waist, and was about to step forward to block it, but he stopped in the next second.

Because the imposing blood-colored big handprint suddenly stopped for a second when it approached the old beggar, and then melted instantly like ice and snow meeting the sun.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, everything happened without a sound, strange and silent, everyone was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the scene in front of them.

The old beggar was also stunned, he touched his body with trembling hands, and the expression on his face became exciting.

"I'm fine?"

"Hahaha, the old man is fine!"

"Hit me, come hit me, you son of a bitch!"

"The ancients did not deceive me. Could it be that the book "Self-Cultivation of Drama Masters" has found a different way, and after reaching the level of mastery, it is actually able to defeat the half-saint powerhouse?"

The old beggar laughed loudly, although he didn't know what happened, but the facts were in front of him, and he was unharmed.

The black-robed man was also stunned, "This is impossible, this is the conclusion conjectured by several super sects, you are just a fake, how could you really have such a cultivation level!"

"Hehe, who said that this seat is a fake?"

"Since I practiced Daoism, I have stood proudly among my peers. I have been invincible in the world for a long time. I have long felt lonely. I just wanted to tease you with a playful heart. See if you have the ability to come again! "

"I beg you to hit me!"

The old beggar said with a wicked smile.

"court death!"

The black-robed man was furious, his robe swelled, and without wind, layers of blood burst forth, turning into a sharp blade piercing the sky, and roaring towards the old beggar.

This time, the sense of crisis coming from his body was even stronger. The old beggar could not move his legs in front of this terrifying aura. The feeling of being firmly locked made him unable to move. He could only watch helplessly. The blood blade whizzed towards him and landed in front of him.

"Buddha bless Buddha bless!"

"No, the Buddha doesn't seem to be able to bless me, Li Xiaobai bless me, Li Xiaobai bless me! If I sacrifice myself, I will die for you!"

With trembling lips, the old beggar muttered to himself and began to pray.

"Buzz!"

Just like before, the blood blade split inch by inch at the moment it was only a punch away from the old beggar, turning into monstrous blood energy and bursting out, and the violent breath rolled out, sweeping towards the crowd of black-robed men, disturbing their figures Unsteady, on the other hand, the old beggar has nothing to do, he is still alive and kicking.

"It's all right!"

The old beggar touched his body and reconfirmed, his eyes shone with excitement.

"You dare to play with an axe even if you have a small skill, hit me, I beg you to hit me!"

"This old man is invincible, you can do whatever you want!"