A mysterious and vast voice sounded slowly.

You can hear the hint of old age in his voice, but the power of God is like that of Hong Zhongdalu, with an irresistible trend.

However, the ancestor of Huashan didn't seem to hear it. The sword in his hand moved faster, like a flash of light in the wind, fleeting, and Ning Tao could already feel the chill on his neck.

"Zheng!"

The sword light struck, and he was already in despair, but at this critical moment, a dry but shiny palm slowly held it as casually as holding a tea cup.

"Buzz...!"

"Um!"

The long sword buzzed due to the force, and the Huashan ancestor's pupils suddenly shrank. From the withered palm, he felt an unfathomable power that he could not resist.

"snort……!"

He snorted coldly and burst out with sword intent. The power that seemed to be able to cut off everything and cut the heaven and earth suddenly poured into the long sword.

The withered palm seemed to be about to retreat, but he actually let go of it. Taking this opportunity, the ancestor of Huashan turned into a flash of sword light and flashed into the air in an instant, with a pair of sword eyebrows frowning.

Someone actually... blocked him!

But this is impossible. Shouldn't there be such a strong person?

Could it be...that one from Shaolin?

The Wudang Patriarch and others who rushed anxiously froze and did not dare to approach easily, because Ning Tao was very close to him, and if that person wanted to kill him, he could easily succeed.

Everyone is curious. If he can block the powerful blow of the ancestor of Huashan, then this person must have extraordinary strength. Could it be that he is the ancestor of a certain sect, but this is unlikely.

As far as is known, only the Shaolin one is free.

But...is this person really that one?

Looking at it, there were frowns on the brows, because the man was shrouded in a layer of fuzzy fog. The fog was not right, just like the TV signal was poor, and the picture was very unreal...!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have known there was a person.

Who is this person...?

This is the question that pops up in everyone's mind. He doesn't look like a monk. He should not be the one from Shaolin!

The ancestors of Huashan and Kongtong looked at each other, but they both saw confusion and confusion in each other's eyes.

As far as they know, the one from Shaolin has already fallen into deep seclusion, so it cannot be him, but the leader of the alliance, the ancestor of Tianshan, is restrained by them and will never appear.

Where did this person... come from?

Ning Tao was stunned and swallowed hard, with a confused look in his eyes, very confused about this.

"Uh... that... old... senior... I wonder who you are?"

Hearing this hesitant voice, everyone present was surprised and full of curiosity.

The illusory figure moved slowly, and said vicissitudes of life: "Who am I? There are too many names. I can't remember them all at the moment..."

After hearing this answer, everyone had strange expressions. An old man with terrifying strength could actually forget his own name. No one would believe it if they thought about it. It was just a joke.

Miao Jingjing looked cautious, her whole body was like a tense cheetah, ready to explode at any time. The life of the witch master was above all else.

Wuchenzi and others looked worried, not knowing the situation, but they did not dare to act rashly. Who knew whether the old man was good or bad?

The senior sister at the entrance of the cave lost her beauty and collapsed directly at the entrance of the cave. Her mind was in a mess and she was very helpless.

There was silence in the air for a moment, very depressing and strange.

Suddenly, the ancestor of Huashan said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, have you gone too far? This is Hongmeng's internal matter. If you interfere, don't blame Hongmeng's first order... ruthlessness!"

Hearing this, the old man Xu Huan suddenly smiled and said inexplicably: "Hongmeng Chuling, such a familiar name. I didn't expect that someone would use it to threaten me today. It's really sad and ridiculous."

When Patriarch Kongtong heard this, he smiled and said: "From what you said, it seems that you have special feelings for me, Hongmeng, but now is not the time to reminisce about the past, so please don't interfere."

These words were very polite, tactful and clear.

But when the old man Xu Huan heard this, he smiled slightly and said: "I have a long-standing problem. I don't like to be threatened. Today's matter... I will really take care of it."

The words were casual and indifferent, but extremely determined.

When Ning Tao saw this, he was overjoyed. Although he was still a little confused, there was a strong God Refiner who was willing to help. This was nothing better than offering help in the snow, which was enough to resolve the immediate crisis.

When the Patriarch of Huashan heard this, he looked sulky and actually teased him. Did he really think he was scared?

"Since you don't know what is good for you, let's fight. I want to see who you are, pretending to be a ghost here."

Just when he was about to take action, the old man Xu Huan suddenly said: "You two come together, I'm afraid you are too fragile, the two of you should still resist the fight, otherwise... it will be too boring."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was dumbfounded and shocked.

The ancestor of Wudang fell into deep thought, his eyes flashing slightly. In his impression, there seemed to be such a person.

But, maybe...he had a different idea.

When Patriarch Huashan and Kongtong heard this, their expressions became sullen, and their majestic aura instantly erupted, expecting to see a fierce murderous intention.

In the Chinese cultivation world, there was once a saying that was passed down that cannot be explained on the surface, "Refining Gods... must not be humiliated!"

But now, not only did this old man speak arrogantly, but he also committed this taboo, and he was also two refining gods.

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

The ancestor of Huashan had a gloomy look on his face, and there were sounds of swords, not one but hundreds of swords, as if they were worshiping the king.

"The Secret Technique of Huashan, the Life-Destroying Three Immortal Swords!"

When Ancestor Kongtong saw this, he was also a decisive person. His surging spiritual power circulated crazily, and a strange secret seal condensed and appeared.

"The Secret Technique of Kongtong, the Ancient Seal of Kongtong!"

The two powerful god-refining experts didn't even try to test them. They tried their best once they struck. These two unique secret techniques made even the ancestors of Wudang retreat and not dare to resist.

Dao Xuan, Xu Huan and a group of disciples showed evil smiles, and some people shouted, the ancestor is invincible, sweeping the world...!

When Ning Tao saw this, his expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but remind him: "Senior, please be careful, this is a God-Refining Strike."

However, the arrogance of the old man Xu Huan was beyond everyone's expectation. He took a step forward and said calmly: "It's just two inheritors, don't say they are too arrogant, it's enough to beat them up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed them. This grab seemed ordinary, but it seemed to be able to tear the sky, become bigger and smaller, and possess unfathomable power!

When the two saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and they fired a charged blow at the same time. The situation changed dramatically, the sky and the earth turned pale, a sword cut through the sky, and a punch pierced the void.

But the next scene made everyone stunned. The giant hand that changed was like swatting two annoying flies. He waved it impatiently and directly defeated them.

"Boom boom...!"

The entire back mountain seemed to have experienced an earthquake, with rocks collapsing and vegetation shattering. This was just the result of the aftermath.

Everyone looked and saw a huge palm print on the ground. The lines were clear, like ravines on the ground. But in the palm print, there were two seriously injured figures.

Just a random shot, it turned out to be so terrifying.

The two powerful God Refiners were easily defeated.

This...this is really...unbelievable!

The ancestor of Huashan managed to stand up, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said in an extremely ferocious voice: "Who...are you?"
Chapter completed!