Kryptonian Demon Lord

"Is the old man who can't hit me anyway?" Wu Hao listened to Du Gongqiang's description and became interested: "Take me to see."

With that said, he walked outside under the leadership of Du Gongqiang.

On the way, Wu Hao listened to Du Gongqiang carefully describing the process of several confrontations between him and the old man.

Because the old man had acted quite strangely before, Du Gongqiang didn't dare to be careless. At the beginning, he used a full seven to eight points, but in the end he couldn't help the old man no matter whether he used his fists or his arms and legs.

It seems that there is an invisible gas shield around him, which eliminates all attacks from the outside without being invisible.

Du Gongqiang is not a person who doesn't know how to work. He thinks that since he can't move people, he will simply destroy the environment and make a big hole where he is standing. He must fall. As long as he moves, according to the agreement, he will naturally lose.

But I don't know why, the ground on which the old man was standing has also turned into a copper wall and an iron wall. Du Gongqiang has used his unique skills without being able to break it.

After trying and wasting seven opportunities, Du Gongqiang finally gave up and ran to the back to move the soldiers.

Wu Hao soon came to the tomb outside and saw the old man. The ground in this tomb had become pitted, which was obviously destroyed by Du Gong's tricks just now.

It's just that the area where the old man was standing is two to three meters, but the ground is intact, as if there is an inviolable area.

Wu Hao looked at the old man, his skin was rough, his face was full of weather, and he had thick calluses on his hands. It didn't look like the position was made by dancing with a knife, but it seemed to be a trace of all day labor.

If you walk on the road, 80% will be treated as an old farmer in the field.

Except that the eyes are brighter than others, there is nothing extraordinary at all.

But seeing the traces left here just now, and the old man in the gloomy tomb, facing a group of fierce demonic disciples, Wu Hao certainly wouldn't regard him as an ordinary farmer.

"Dare to ask Lao Zhang Guigeng?" Wu Hao asked politely.

"Cultivation has no years, I have survived for 312 years." The old man responded with emotion in his eyes with memories.

"Dare to ask Lao Zhang's current state?" Wu Hao asked again.

"Confucianism follows the ancient rituals, and those who reach it are collectively called Confucianism!" The old man explained calmly again, and then asked, "I don't know what this little brother is called."

"It doesn't matter what you call it!" Wu Hao waved his hand, then pointed to Du Gongqiang and his apprentices and said: "The important thing is these people, now it is my control. Your old man gave them this problem today, let me Very embarrassed?"

He sat down in the upper seat and took the hot tea that Du Gongqiang handed over. While holding it, he continued: "My subordinates actually admire Master Min. It's delicious and delicious, and there is never any disrespect."

"Of course, they haven't read much, their words and deeds are unscrupulous, and their words are not blocked. Sometimes it is inevitable to say something silly."

"What kill your mother, throw your mother, **** your mother, go to your mother... It's just a verbal talk, how can you really put it into action?"

"But what about your disciple, what did he do? He fooled us with fakes!" Wu Hao's voice suddenly became loud, and he took out the other party's translation and shook the old man. "Look, look, good ancient times Wuwen, what kind of mess was translated into by him?"

"What is this? This is culture! This is history! This is the truth that cannot be desecrated! After reading so many books, have you learned to falsify?"

With a snap, the translation book was thrown at the old man's feet.

The old man bent down, picked it up cautiously, turned it over, and suddenly smiled.

Then he said: "I have talked to famous experts. They can talk and deceive people's senses. They can turn day into night and smooth roads into Jedi. Even so, day and smooth roads are still there, not because of human senses. Change and change. The same is true of justice in the world, it's there, it's not easy forever!"

Then he unfolded the booklet to Wu Hao: "Your subordinate can make a joke, but my disciple can't make a joke."

Wu Hao suddenly noticed that the old man didn't know when he traced three slashes on the booklet. Reading the translation booklet according to his mark, there was a new content.

"Digging graves, blaspheming the ancestors, being unkind!"

"Intimidation, coercion, bullying, unrighteousness!"

"Swear not to go with these thieves!"

This is neither a hidden head nor a tail, but three slashes are hidden in the content.

Even Wu Hao, without the old man's mark, hadn't seen it.

He couldn't help but burned his face, pointing to the booklet and cursing: "Look, show me all of you, you are all being tricked by people as monkeys, a bunch of idiots!"

Afterwards, he raised his head and said to the old man: "The old man has seen it, it's you who don't give me face. If you do something good or bad, you can't blame me. Isn't it the eighth trick? You should prepare. I'm here. !"

"Old man, be careful!" Wu Hao was polite, but he was not merciful. The thunder rushed to the old man, and the power of the wild flood broke out and hit the old man fiercely.

The old man smiled slightly, and his face remained unchanged in the face of the iron fist that almost distort the void.

He didn't even blink, waiting quietly for the arrival of the iron fist.

Wu Hao's complexion changed, he felt a punch into an air mask of nothingness, and the force above his fist was quickly absorbed by the air mask, like a mud cow entering the sea, and it melted away without any sound.

Wu Hao didn't even wipe the corners of the old man's clothes and was weak in stamina.

"It's pretty okay!" Even though he heard Du Gongqiang's description, Wu Hao was secretly surprised when faced with such a strong protective ability. Could not help but start brewing a more powerful trick.

One ice and one fire two energies meet in his hands, two phases. Ice, fire and sun!

After a whirr, a white light flashed on the old man's body. The ice, fire, and hot sun that was about to burst out quickly shrank like an inflated balloon, and finally disappeared into the white light, annihilated invisible.

"Huh! The mere evil devil said crookedly, how could it break the teacher's "Benevolent Man is invincible"!

Suddenly a discordant voice came from the tomb. Wu Hao followed the sound and saw that Master Min walked out of the inner room triumphantly, seeing everyone in the room as nothing.

He kept looking at Du Gongqiang and his disciples all the way, and when he came to the old man, he lowered his eyebrows and bowed his eyes, saying, "Hello Master!"

"Huh!" The old man didn't have a good face, and snorted coldly, but didn't say anything, just winked and asked him to wait.

Master Min stood with his head down, respectful and motionless.

"There are already nine moves, one more move!" The old man reminded: "Brother...please!"

"The benevolent is invincible?" Wu Hao frowned and murmured, then raised his head and said with blinking eyes: "The last move is quite powerful. I need a certain amount of time to brew.

"It's okay!" The old man nodded with a smile, his eyes calm.

"Very good!" Wu Hao stepped back and slapped twice.

"Little ones, prepare a table of wine and food, and only when you have enough food and drink can you have the strength to make moves!"

...

Half an hour later, Wu Hao led Du Gongqiang and his apprentices and grandchildren to eat and drink here, pushing cups and changing cups, which was very uncomfortable.

But the two Confucian masters stood at the bottom of the head, with strange expressions.

Du Gongqiang toasted Wu Hao a glass of wine, and then whispered: "Master, are you sure of the tenth trick? Shall we ask the saint to judge?"

"Huh?" Wu Hao looked at Du Gongqiang in surprise: "Old Du, haven't you seen it yet? There is no tenth trick at all!"

"Huh?" Du Gongqiang looked dumbfounded: "No tenth trick? What about the bet?"

"Don't worry~www.wuxiaspot.com~Pack wins!" Wu Hao said playfully: "My trick has been brewing for a long time, it will take a year or a half. Anyway, you haven't agreed on how long it must be. It’s done internally, so in terms of the rules, I can brew infinitely!"

"During this process, he can't move yet. If he moves, he will lose..."

Mingwu flashed in Du Gongqiang's eyes, but he still asked in disbelief, "You said, let him hang?"

"Right!" Wu Hao snapped his fingers, "I don't believe that he can stand in the wild without eating, drinking, pulling or spreading."

"The benevolent is invincible? Does he think he can handle everything if he can handle it? Let's let him see another kind of invincibility today!"

"Another invincibility?" Du Gong asked admiringly: "Dare to ask what kind of invincibility it is?"

"People..." Wu Hao said a word, suddenly woke up, and closed the words.

"Shhh, unique secret skills, no secrets!"