Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Strong energy scattered, Shui Bo and the old man blinked and fought each other more than a dozen times, and they seemed to be evenly matched.

Those who watched the excitement in the hall stepped back in shock, and quickly gave up a piece of space for the two people, lest they hurt the pond fish.

Those adults, who have heard some legends about warriors, can still accept the two people who go up and down in the field.

However, those young rich second generations have never seen a fight between warriors, not to mention two warriors at the peak of the inner realm. The scene is similar to watching a movie.

"Gosh, this is still a human!"

"It turns out that the novel is true, there really are such martial arts masters in the world!"

"It's no wonder that the Murong family can coerce the entire Jiangnan Province. It turns out that the Murong family has such a master!"

The rich second generations of Jiangnan Province are full of incredible faces. What they have seen and heard today has completely subverted their previous understanding of the world.

Zheng Yuanhao and An Keyue and other people from Wuzhou and one high level also have an incredible look. Their mood is similar to those of the rich second generation in Jiangnan Province. They are all shocked by the inhuman strength displayed by these two people!

Murong Yan'er was better, after all, she had seen Chen Mo make a move in Heishuitan, and that power was a hundred times more terrifying than the two.

Thinking of this, Murong Yan'er quietly looked at Chen Mo. Chen Mo was sitting in a chair with his hands behind his head, closing his eyes and resting. It seemed that the battle in the field didn't interest him at all.

Zhou Tianwang looked at the two fighting in the field and asked the old man beside him: "Mr. Qiu, who do you think will win?"

Mr. Qiu's eyes were full of soaring figures, and his eyes were full of two flying figures: "Shui Bo is the pinnacle of the Inner Realm, but his strength seems to be compromised. It is estimated that there should be injuries on his body. That person is only a great achievement in the inner realm, but he can fight with Shui Bo. They are equally matched, obviously not far from the peak of the inner realm."

"But the peak of the inner realm is after all the peak of the inner realm. Even if it is injured, it cannot be shaken by the inner realm master. Within 30 rounds, Shui Bo will win!"

Zhou Tianwang touched his chin and said, "If that's the case, why don't we help Murong's family once? Doesn't this mean picking up a favor?"

Mr. Qiu gave a knowing smile and said, "I understand, I will help him."

"Mr. Murong, Mr. Zhou asked me to help you!" After saying that, Mr. Qiu jumped into the battle group, joined forces with Shui Bo, and attacked the old man together.

The old man, who was already about to lose, was immediately hit in the chest by Mr. Qiu, was shaken back several steps, and his face was gloomy.

Shui Bo glanced at Mr. Qiu and did not speak, but a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he had clearly understood Mr. Qiu's intentions.

Murong Ke didn't know the thoughts of Mr. Qiu and Zhou Tianwang, and thought that the Zhou family really wanted to help him.

Murong Ke arched his hands at Zhou Tianwang who was not far away: "Brother Zhou, I have written down this favor."

Supported by the two young men, the old man stood up, looked at Shui Bo and Mr. Qiu, and sneered: "I said why the bodyguard of Murong's family is so unbearable. Can't get justice for the dead souls of the triad!"

Uncle Shui said solemnly: "You know it, let's talk, who sent you here?"

The old man smiled strangely: "Don't worry, you will know right away."

After speaking, the old man suddenly turned his head and bowed to the door to salute, and shouted: "Welcome the master to come!"

The voice is blessed with infuriating energy, as mighty as the Yangtze River, echoing in everyone's ears for a long time.

Everyone shook together. Behind this old man, there is still a master!

This old man is already so powerful that he can almost reach a tie with the old butler of Murong's family. Isn't the master behind him much stronger than him!

Murong Ke's original relaxed expression suddenly became solemn again, staring at the door firmly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Shui Bo and Mr. Qiu also looked at the gate with full faces, with a touch of surprise in their eyes.

An Keyue, Zheng Yuanhao and others also looked at the gate, their eyes full of shock.

Even Murong Yan'er couldn't help but walk behind Murong Ke and quietly looked at the door with a serious face.

In the whole hall, Chen Mo was the only one, still lying quietly on the chair, closed his eyes and rested. It seems that everything in this earthly world has nothing to do with him.

A man about 30 years old walked in slowly. He was dressed in a white suit, well-proportioned and tall, and handsome.

He walked in just like that, very slowly, but very steadily. Every step seemed to be on the hearts of everyone, making noises.

A breath of murder, as the man rushed towards his face, the whole hall seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood.

When he walked in front of the old man, everyone could see clearly that there was a scar on his face, from his left eye to his chin. Although it had scarred a long time ago, he could vaguely see how dangerous the knife was at that time.

The old man bowed and saluted respectfully: "Master, old slave, shame on the master, please punish the master!"

The man stretched out his hand to support the old man, with an indifferent expression: "Thank you!"

Then, his gaze passed through Shui Bo and Mr. Qiu, and stopped directly on Murong Ke.

There seemed to be an electric current flashing in the air, and Murong Ke, who was powerful in Jiangnan, was slightly startled, and hurriedly shifted his eyes, as if he did not dare to meet his gaze.

Murong Ke's heart was shaken: "Are these human eyes? I feel like facing a fierce beast!"

"Murong Ke, do you still remember me?" the man said lightly, his voice low, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger.

Murong Ke searched his memory, but still couldn't remember who this person was?

"Who are you?" Murong Ke asked in a deep voice.

"Forgot so soon. Then do you remember the scar on my face? If your knife was a little bit off then, I wouldn't be standing here today!" The man's voice seemed to be a little emotional, and it seemed that Fortunately.

Murong Ke asked with some uncertainty, "Are you Ren Tianyu, Ren Batian's son?"

Ren Tianyu smiled and said: "It seems that you haven't forgotten, you can't think of me still alive!"

Murong Ke's face showed a hint of exclamation: "I really can't think of how you survived?"

"Murong Ke, this is the way to heaven! Even God can't stand what you do, so God kept me alive on purpose in order to let me give more than a dozen dead souls to the triad. , Ask for justice!" Ren Tianyu stretched his arms and looked up at the sky with a pious face.

Murong Ke sneered: "The remnants of the triad, let you escape more than ten years ago. If you didn't hide from the lingering breath, you actually took the initiative to send it to the door to die. This time you won't have that good luck!"

Ren Tianyu smiled weirdly: "Luck? My luck has always been good, but your Murong family's luck is coming to an end!"

Ren Tianyu's eyes suddenly widened, a murderous intent appeared on his face, his head was raised high, and his voice was deafening.

"Murong Ke, more than a decade ago, your youth gang swallowed my triad and destroyed my Ren family. Today, I specially selected your daughter's 18th birthday banquet, bloodbath your Murong family, to sacrifice the spirit of my family in heaven!"