The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Looking at Qi Ya who appeared, the old man's pupils shrank.

The old man guarded the girl behind him, his eyes full of sarcasm: "It's actually the head of the family's presence, which really surprises the old man."

Then a majestic and domineering sword energy surged out from the old man, pointing directly at Qiya.

Qi Ya took two steps back, with a harmless look on his face: "Old man, you misunderstood."

"Oh, is that so? Why doesn't the old man believe it at all!" The old man didn't even bother to waste his time talking, and stretched out his hand.

The sword energy circulated wildly, and the huge blue sword energy swept away.

This domineering and wide-opening and closing sword posture does not look like an old man used it at all.

Qi Ya's face was solemn, his moves were treacherous and changeable, this kind of open and close moves actually restrained himself.

Qi Ya moved his right hand slightly twice, and black silk threads emerged from his fingertips.

Like a living thing, the silk thread was entwined around Qi Ya at an extremely fast speed, and when the majestic sword energy struck, a large black net was also woven.

The sword energy slashed on the big black net, sending out violent vibrations and blazing light.

Seeing this scene, the girl raised her small fist: "Uncle Jian, is it resolved?"

The old man looked dignified, and shook his head lightly. The other party was the head of the Sirians, how could it be so easy to solve.

Sure enough, as the old man expected, Qi Ya walked out of the light unharmed.

But what the old man didn't expect was that Qi Ya didn't intend to make a move.

Qi Ya put away those weird black silk threads, bowed to the old man, and said respectfully: "This junior has no intentions, following you two is just a last resort!"

"It's a last resort." The old man said with a fake smile: "You are the majestic master of the heavenly wolves, don't you feel that you are losing your dignity by saying these words?"

The old man didn't believe Qi Ya's words at all, he knew the virtues of these robbers best.

Qi Ya smiled indifferently: "Whether the old man believes it or not, anyway, this junior has no malicious intentions, and following you two is just a formality."

What Qi Ya said this time was the truth, a peak false emperor, with a thousand dead men hanging behind him, it was impossible for him alone to kidnap the little princess of the Mo family.

Looking at Qi Ya doesn't seem like lying, the old man thought about it, and soon understood the key point.

It seems that the rumors about the relationship between the Heavenly Wolves and Feng Sanqi are not groundless.

And now that the tail of the Sirius is too big to lose, this strange tooth may have already had a double heart.

That is to say, Qi Ya and Feng San Qi seem to be in harmony with each other, and everyone is doing something to save face.

If it was really a matter of putting oneself in danger, a person like Qi Ya would definitely not come.

The old man has no interest in asking about the relationship between the Sirians and the Tiefutu, and the most urgent thing now is to send the young lady back.

Lest these scumbags catch the master's weakness.

"In this case, the old man will leave first." The old man clasped his fists.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

A black mist rushed towards the old man at an extremely fast speed, which was simply appalling.

The old man's reaction was not unpleasant, the sword energy surged immediately, and the mighty sword energy rushed towards the black mist.

But what was terrifying was that the black mist completely ignored the sword energy. The black mist was like a sharp blade, splitting the sword energy in two.

The old man turned pale with fright, and pushed the girl behind him away.

Although the girl escaped from the attack, the old man had no time to defend himself.

The black mist streaked across the old man's arms, bringing a rain of blood all over the sky.

The old man's entire arm was chopped off by the black mist.

"Uncle Jian." After being stunned for a moment, the girl's heart-piercing cry sounded.

Not only the girl, even Qi Ya stayed on the spot in shock.

"Don't come over." The old man stretched out his hand to stop the girl who wanted to come over.

The old man was also stubborn, without an arm, he didn't even hum.

The old man grasped it with his left hand, and the splashed blood gathered rapidly, forming a blood sword.

The old man held the blood sword in his hand, and the aura on his body was raised again and again, and the whole body was full of vitality.

The robe was filled with energy, the old man's beard and hair were stretched out, and a domineering aura burst out violently, like an angry lion.

The old man's eyes lit up, staring at the direction where the black mist disappeared.

"Miss, you go first." The old man changed his previous kindness and said harshly.

The girl shook her head fiercely, grabbed the broad sword beside her, and didn't say a word.

The old man smiled wryly, this girl was gentle and lovely on the surface, but she was just like his father, she was stubborn and would not listen to persuasion at all.

"Pro."

The old man let out a loud roar, a sudden change occurred, and a red light appeared under his feet.

The red light quickly spread out, covering everything that the naked eye could see.

"Roar……"

A thunderous lion's roar sounded from the red light, and then a huge male lion stood up from the red light.

The body of the male lion is as strong as a mountain, and the muscles on his body protrude like rocks, majestic and domineering, rippling with an incomparable aura.

Not far away, Qi Ya wiped the sweat from his forehead. This old man's domain is too domineering. Fortunately, he had the foresight to not fight this old man.

At this moment, the disappearing smoke reappeared.

The smoke twisted strangely, and finally formed the appearance of a man.

The old man roared violently, pre-emptively struck, and the blood sword in his hand was thrown out, shooting directly at the man in mist.

At the same time, the male lion also started to run, and with boundless domineering sword energy, it slammed into the strange misty man.

The smoke man looked up, looked at the lion and the blood sword, the corners of his mouth were split open strangely.

The man in the mist rushed away, and unexpectedly met the lion and the blood sword straight.

Seeing the actions of the smoky man, the old man felt a bad premonition.

Sure enough, a strange scene appeared in the next moment.

The smoky man bumped into the blood sword, but the power on the blood sword did not explode. Instead, the smoky man passed through and fell into the distance.

Then the smoke man used the same method to pass through the lion, and in the blink of an eye, he was already close to the old man.

"puff……"

With a muffled sound, the other arm of the old man was completely cut off, and the man in smoke disappeared again.

The old man took a few steps back with a pale face, and was hugged tightly by the girl.

"Uncle Jian..." The girl's tears fell on the old man's wrinkled face.

"Go, go, don't let them catch you, or the master will be in danger." The old man gritted his teeth and said softly.

The girl shook her head fiercely, refusing to leave.

The old man smiled, showing blood-stained teeth.

"Girl, old man, I've lived long enough. I've long looked down upon life and death. You're different. You're still young. The Mo family still needs you to inherit."

The old man stood up with all his strength, and yelled at the void in the distance: "Where is the dead man first?"

The majestic voice is like a wave, layer upon layer.