"Oh, you admire me very much?”
Ning Chuan smiled coldly, his malicious eyes showing a touch of playfulness.
"Of course, of course. Who doesn't know of Senior Mo's reputation in the martial world? This junior naturally admires him greatly.”
Lan Tiejiang hurriedly continued to flatter him and even called him senior one after another.
Actually…
It sounded ridiculous.
Today is Lan Tiejiang's seventieth birthday.
Even if the real bloody-handed Tu Mo Jiuyou was here, he was only a few years older than Lan Tiejiang.
However, this was how the martial world worked.
Whoever had a higher cultivation level would be the senior.
Although Lan Tiejiang knew that Mo Jiuyou was only a few years older than him, he still lowered his status and addressed himself as a junior.
"Since you admire me so much, why do you still dare to harm this little beauty's life?”
"Don't you know that this little beauty is someone I like?”
Ning Chuan stared at Lan Tiejiang sinisterly.
However, it was also because of his words that Lan Tiejiang broke out in cold sweat.
Similarly.
Bai Zhirou's expression also changed drastically, and her eyes revealed a look of despair.
Obviously.
This old devil had taken a fancy to his looks. Otherwise, why would he save him?
Not to mention Bai Zhirou, the person involved, who thought so.
Everyone present thought the same.
"Senior, it's a misunderstanding. It's definitely a misunderstanding.”
"If this junior knew that this girl was the person that senior had taken a fancy to, even if this junior ate the guts of a bear or a leopard, I would never dare to harm this girl's life.”
Lan Tiejiang explained with sweat all over his forehead. He was deeply afraid that this old devil would slap him to death under his moody mood.
"I don't think you have the guts to harm the little beauty's life. Since you don't know, you can break your own legs.”
Ning Chuan said sinisterly.
"Ah?"
"Senior, this…This…?"
Hearing Ning Chuan's words.
Lan Tiejiang's face was deathly pale, and his entire body involuntarily trembled in fear.
"What are you waiting for? Do you want me to do it myself?”
Ning Chuan shouted. His terrifying voice reverberated throughout the entire Sect Leader's Hall, causing everyone's eardrums to rumble. He indirectly displayed the terrifying internal strength of a great evil of the demonic path.
Ning Chuan was only at the first-class realm.
However, he had been eating the thousand-year-old herbs for years. Although the thousand-year-old herbs had a single medicinal effect, his internal strength was much faster than normal cultivation.
Ning Chuan's internal strength had already exceeded sixty years.
Moreover, although the Qi Channeling Formula was the most basic inner force mental cultivation method in the martial arts world, and the cultivation speed was extremely slow, it was better in that it was neutral and peaceful. The true qi cultivated was also the purest.
Although Ning Chuan's shout was not as shocking as that of a grandmaster, it was definitely just a level lower.
Among the people present, the one with the highest cultivation was only at the top of the second-rate.
Ning Chuan's shout was enough to make them panic and feel his terrifying internal cultivation.
"Senior…Senior…can you let me go?”
Lan Tiejiang's face was deathly pale as he begged the Old Devil in front of him. Where was his dignity as a sect master?
Break your own legs!
With his current age of 70, if he really broke his legs, it would be no different from making him wish he was dead.
"Hmm?"
"Are you rejecting me?"
Ning Chuan's eyes were fierce. He raised his ghost-clawed palm. Terrifying genuine Qi surged around his body, as if he was going to make a move in the next moment.
"I'll kill you. Senior, please don't be angry."
Seeing that this old devil wanted to take action personally, Lan Tiejiang spoke up sadly.
It was also because of his words that Ning Chuan's surging true qi calmed down again, and his ghost-clawed right palm was lowered again.
In the next moment.
Under everyone's gaze, Lan Tiejiang slowly unsheathed his sword. The cold sword reflected his old and pale face.
However, there was a good saying.
A dog would jump over a wall when it was anxious, and a rabbit would bite when it was anxious, let alone a human.
Although Lan Tiejiang was afraid of the old devil's might.
However, if he really wanted to break his legs, it was no different from making him wish he was dead. It was better to kill him quickly.
His beloved son, Lan Chen, had been killed.
Now, he was forced by the Old Devil to break his own legs.
Lan Tiejiang felt extremely aggrieved, and a crazy idea arose in his heart.
If they did not explode in silence, they would perish in silence.
Lan Tiejiang could definitely be considered a veteran of the martial world. At this moment, he had already made the decision to fight to the death in his heart. He would not sit still and wait for death, even if the person in front of him was a notorious demonic giant.
"Go to hell."
Chi!
In the next moment.
Lan Tiejiang was completely deranged. His old eyes were as red as blood. The sharp sword in his hand stabbed towards Ning Chuan's throat like a spark.
It was a pity.
How shrewd was Ning Chuan?
How could Lan Tiejiang's little thoughts fill his eyes?
The sound of metal breaking could be heard!
Lan Tiejiang's sneak attack was directly broken by Ning Chuan's two fingers. Half of the sword fell to Lan Tiejiang's feet.
"You piece of trash, how dare you sneak attack me?”
Weng!
Ning Chuan's fingers were like swords!
A stream of sword qi burst out from his fingertip. As his sword finger streaked across the sky, a miserable cry came from Lan Tiejiang's mouth.
Both of his legs had already been cut off by the sword qi. A large amount of blood was gushing out. Lan Tiejiang's old body also fell into a pool of blood!
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