Old Chen wore a cold silver mask, and a dark long sword was inserted into the frozen soil in front of him. His temperament was very cold, completely different from usual.
The two great masters approached slowly, and the stones driven by the invisible strong wind were spinning, and were torn apart by an inexplicable force. The scene was terrible.
Ordinary people could not even reach them, and would be crushed by the invisible force field!
"Do you two come one by one, or together?" Old Chen said indifferently. Even when facing two great masters, he remained the same.
The middle-aged man in white was named Mo Hai. Now he was still wearing white clothes without dust. He let the surrounding stones float and the sand fly, and his clothes did not move at all.
Moreover, white light began to spread from his body, making him more sacred. In a trance, he gave people a feeling of being unapproachable and needing to be looked up.
This was not an illusion. Many people nearby were terrified. He could affect other people's emotions? Why did he want to get close to him, and even want to worship him?
"Devil?!" Someone whispered directly. Whether it was the people who practiced the old technique or the people who took the new technique, they were all strong-willed and could not "worship the gods"!
"Mr. Chen, you can take a rest. I will learn your old technique later." The man in white, Mo Hai, said gently.
Although some people whispered that he was a devil because of horror, they had to admit that his white-clothed appearance was really clear and had a kind of otherworldly charm.
"This person did not attack immediately and was very graceful. It seems that Lao Chen's situation is not as bad as imagined." A middle-aged man who took the old technique said.
In fact, they were all ready to go into battle together. If the two great masters really attacked at the same time, there was nothing to say. They could only fight together.
Even Wang Xuan was concentrating his mind and ready to rescue Lao Chen at any time, but he felt that Lao Chen was so calm, he should be able to fight one or two great masters, right?
Wang Xuan didn't know that Lao Chen had a problem with his body. Back then, Old Chen was young and full of vigor, thinking that he could succeed, so he practiced the secret chapters and unique skills of the Taoist ancestral temple.
Afterwards, he left hidden dangers after all.
I don't know why, from this moment on, Wang Xuan felt strongly uneasy.
Because the two great masters came, unusually calm, without any radical words, as if they were very sure that they could kill Old Chen, and that kind of confident look made people uneasy.
"No need, come on!" Old Chen spoke, rejecting his suggestion outright, because the longer he dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. He did not draw his sword, and walked towards the man in white with his bare hands.
"I'm sorry!" Mo Hai said in a deep voice, and Kong Ming's aura became a little sharp, his white clothes rustled, and his body burst into a dazzling white light, slashing directly at Old Chen from a distance of several meters.
Old Chen moved swiftly, and he jumped in front of him, raised his hand and chopped it out, and with a bang of his flesh and blood palm, the white light exploded!
"Crack!"
Deafening, there was a real thunderous sound in the air!
In the distance, people were dumbfounded. When the white light emitted by Mo Hai collided with Lao Chen's palm, it was like a terrible lightning falling from the clear sky.
Lao Chen's palm shattered the white light, and a large piece of light rain fell, like a beam of light swept by an energy gun, which hit the frozen soil and made it full of holes and collapsed.
In addition, after some of the white light rushed out, it cut off the rocks as high as a person, like an extremely sharp blade scratching rotten wood, leaving a smooth fracture.
In an instant, Lao Chen was in front of him, raised his hand and chopped, opening and closing, fearless of the mysterious white light, and directly hit it with his flesh and blood palm!
The two masters fought fiercely, moving their bodies quickly, and constantly colliding. The sound of thunder exploded in the clear sky, which actually made people's ears buzz and feel dizzy.
Many people found it incredible, as it was even louder than the sound of thunder in the conventional sense.
In that area, the two of them created an inexplicable force field, which suddenly became extremely terrifying, with flying sand and rocks, and some basin-sized stones floated up, rotating with them, and then exploded.
"He is Grandmaster Mo Hai!"
Finally, Old Wu beside Qingmu recognized his identity and his expression became solemn. He had heard of this person and was very famous in the field of new arts.
Wu Chenglin said, "Mo Hai has an amazing purification beam. If he is willing to pay a price, he can help people prolong their lives for several years, so he is quite famous among the chaebols."
But Old Wu did not expect that Grandmaster Mo Hai's purification beam could also become such a fierce attack technique. If other masters of the old arts went up to fight, they would be shattered at the first sight.
This purification beam is simply divine, and some people are suspicious. Is this considered an extraordinary method? !
As the two of them moved quickly, there were bursts of thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, as if they wanted to destroy some demon on the Pamir Plateau.
At this time, an amazing vision occurred. A strange white light emerged from Mo Hai's mouth and nose, like a chain, and entangled towards Lao Chen.
Not only that, Mo Hai's seven orifices all had beams of light transformed into seven snow-white light chains, which were very spiritual and instantly blocked all of Lao Chen's retreat routes and locked him up!
Many people screamed, and the hearts of those who practiced the old technique were about to jump out of their throats. They were extremely worried that Lao Chen would fall into danger!
Sure enough, when the seven chains of white light touched Lao Chen's body, they directly made a thunderous sound, and the breath was extremely terrifying.
However, at this moment, an even more shocking thunder sounded from Lao Chen's chest, and a faint white light also rushed out. With a bang, it broke all seven light chains, crushed them, and hit Mo Hai, causing his body to shake violently, and then he retreated at a high speed, trying to avoid Lao Chen.
At this moment, Lao Chen was like a shadow, too fast, they were like two light shadows passing over the gray-brown earth.
With a hum, the air exploded and trembled violently, and a bright red glow appeared in Lao Chen's heart, as if a big sun was rising, bright red and dazzling.
Finally, with a bang, the red glow in his chest was steaming, and the big sun seemed to be burning, and finally it bloomed completely, turning into a red beam as thick as an arm, which was extremely fierce.
Boom!
The thunder shook the plateau, and the red beam was similar to real thunder, directly piercing Mo Hai's body, and a large hole appeared in his chest that was transparent from front to back, bloody, and he flew out horizontally.
Old Chen's chest also rose and fell violently. He calmed down for a while and then strode forward.
The grandmaster in alloy armor had stopped in front and helped Mo Hai up.
Her name was Xia Qing. She was half a head taller than many men. She was slender and strong. She was a rare female grandmaster in the field of new arts.
"You go and recuperate." She whispered.
Mo Hai's injury was very serious. From the big hole in his chest, it can be seen that his heart was torn and a piece of his lung was missing. If he was not treated in time, it would damage his practice and it would be extremely serious.
"None of you can leave." Old Chen said coldly.
Since you want to trigger his old illness and come here to kill him, then he will never show mercy. Even if he is a famous grandmaster in the field of new arts, he must leave his life!
Mo Hai covered his chest, his body emitting white light, and used the new technique to stop the bleeding. He signaled to the female Grandmaster Xia Qing that it was okay, he could hold on, and would not leave, waiting for the end of this battle.
Even at the critical moment, he could still make a strong move!
The alloy armor on Xia Qing's body flashed with a cold metallic luster, and she said coldly: "Mr. Chen has good skills, I admire you, you take a rest first, calm down the boiling blood, and we will fight again later!"
This time, Lao Chen did not refuse, and stood there in silence.
The entire Congling seemed to be quiet, no one spoke, and they were all waiting silently.
Near the Pamir Plateau, many spaceships came today.
In a far place, a super battleship was very large, with smooth metal lines. In addition to deterrence, the hull also had a kind of craftsmanship beauty.
In the battleship, a super master was talking to an old man.
This time, there were a total of three grand masters in the field of new techniques, and the last one was here.
As for the identity of the old man, it is not simple. He is an important figure in the chaebol and has a great influence.
"The road of the old art is very bumpy and the progress is slow. Except for Chen Yongjie, no one can rise. It is unrealistic to wait for Old Chen to make further progress to help you prolong your life. The grandmaster in the field of the old art has no way to go and cannot reach that height. You have seen our achievements in the past two years, which are fully reflected in you. Your vitality is gradually growing, and the changes are obvious..."
"I have tinnitus and dizziness recently, and I am not energetic. Am I going to die soon?" The old man sat there, and the blanket covering his legs turned out to be a legendary auspicious animal skin. Even such an illusory thing can be excavated and obtained, which shows his strength.
The grandmaster in the field of the new art is a middle-aged man named Chen Kai, who is in his early fifties. He now feels a headache.
In his opinion, this old man is obviously mentally forgetful, at least worry-free for five years, and has gained great benefits, but he turned his face and refused to recognize him. It is too tiring and very hard to negotiate with him.
He thought that even a duel with a super grandmaster would be much more pleasant than dealing with this old man.
"In this era, no one in the field of old arts can reach that level, which means that the golden bamboo slips cannot be interpreted unless the pre-Qin alchemists are resurrected and the founder-level figures reappear. Instead of that, why not show us and interpret it with new techniques? Maybe we can reveal the secrets and extend your life."
"I am very tired, my energy is getting worse day by day, and I am emaciated. I am worried that I will die soon. If you want to dig out the roots of the old arts, you must be sincere. At least let me feel that my body is still energetic and I can live for at least 20 years. This way, there is some hope, and maybe I can wait until you produce results."
The old man's eyes were bright and his voice was full of energy. He was healthier than many people. But his tone was clear that he would have to extend his life for another ten years before he could talk.
Chen Kai, the grandmaster of the new art, was speechless. For a moment, he really wanted to turn hostile and beat the old man to death, but after calming down, he didn't dare to do that.
"Chen Yongjie won." The old man signaled Chen Kai.
Chen Kai turned and looked at the big screen, and said in a deep voice: "Old Chen is really strong. He is the last card of the old art. It's almost over at this point. He will die soon."
There are some things he didn't say. Old Chen will be detonated by them because of the problem of his five internal organs. No matter who wins or loses, Old Chen will die!
"Aren't you worried about your two companions?" The old man asked.
"It doesn't matter. I will go there in person later!" Chen Kai stared at the screen and carefully observed the state of Old Chen.