MTL - The Head of My Family is Number One In the World-Chapter 80 The frightened old fortune teller!

  Chapter 80 The frightened old fortune teller!

   "Master..."

  Lin Qingqing looked at the sudden appearance of Chen Sha's back and cried with joy.

   At that moment of death just now, to be honest, Lin Qingqing's mind had already started to flash death images.

   Many relatives came to her mind.

   Among them are her parents and her elder brother.

The person who    flashed to the end turned out to be the young master on the mountain who had only known each other for less than a month.

   One more moment.

   The last person I saw before dying actually appeared in front of me.

  Song Yu was even more like a ghost, looking at Chen Sha's back:

   "Junior Brother, when did you... go down the mountain?"

   In this situation, apart from the explanation of "Chen Sha secretly went down the mountain", how could he think of other possibilities.

   In the distance, Wei Wuji, who heard Lin Qingqing and Song Yu speak out, changed his face again and again.

   He looked suspiciously at the young Taoist priest who suddenly appeared:

   "You are... the new head of Dao Yishan?"

   is also the son of Chen Canxuan!

   Yes, even if the opponent is the head of Dao Yishan,

   He is not an immortal, how did he suddenly appear under his own knife?

   Wei Wuji couldn't understand even if he wanted to break his head.

   is a few dozen feet away.

   has been paying attention to the old fortune teller in the broken temple from afar, and it is even more incredible:

   "The old man's eyes, it's just right... That young man, indeed, suddenly appeared there!"

   He can be said to be the person who was able to see the whole picture the most from the side just now. Just now, he could clearly see that the tall young Taoist priest was clearly...

   comes out of the air!

  Broken temple here.

  Lin Qingqing and Song Yu soon discovered something very unusual, that is, after this familiar 'sect leader' appeared, he didn't respond to them at all.

   simply raised his eyes and looked at Wei Wuji.

   The negative hand is behind.

   stepped forward step by step, as if he had already figured out who the one who had just slashed was.

   We are going to crack down!

  Boom!

   Chen Sha's footsteps were not heavy and fell on Wei Wuji's ears, but it sounded like a drum, and he soon realized that it was the beating of his heart.

   "My heart is racing? This... I'm scared? No, it's not possible, I'll be scared?"

   Wei Wuji forced his emotions, stared at the young man who was walking step by step, and said in his heart:

   "It's just that his movements and skills are so weird and unusual, and it's not his father Chen Canxuan. How could I be frightened by a young man who is less than 20 years old."

   He did not deny that the way this young Taoist appeared was too bizarre.

   On the contrary, such a young person also shows that he cannot be the undead Chen Canxuan.

   is just Chen Canxuan's son.

   He doesn't have to be afraid at all.

   "I didn't expect that when the two juniors went down the mountain, the head of Dao Yishan could also protect the Dao in secret, but if you think about it, she does have this qualification."

   Wei Wuji secretly said in his heart: "Then let me see Chen Canxuan's son, he is a bit more powerful than his father."

   Although just now the opponent grabbed his own knife, he didn't dare to underestimate him.

   But don’t forget.

   In the distance, he has a companion.

   The fortune-teller's skill is only higher than his.

   "If I could kill the new head of Dao Yishan today, Chen Canxuan's son, wouldn't he be famous all over the world!"

   Wei Wuji thought of this, the emotion in his eyes suddenly became violent, and he smiled surly:

   "However you appear, die!"

   He stepped on his feet, and the great master skills in his body climbed to the limit.

   all of a sudden.

   One knife slashed out innumerable knife beams, hanging in the sky in front of the broken temple, as if a star map was born under this knife.

   Among them, the stars are dotted, and the killing potential is infinite!

   It is Wei Wuji who created the great master-level unique swordsmanship - the Chaos Xingdao!

  Chi Lala~~

  The sword qi was in a vertical and horizontal direction, and the rain could not avoid it, but it was smashed by the raging impact of the whistling, most of which were mixed in the terrifying sword, and slashed at Chen Sha!

  Song Yulin Qingqing and others immediately became nervous.

   But he saw the tall figure with his back turned to them, without saying a word, he just walked step by step, his five fingers slowly clenched into a fist at the end of his arm with his sleeve down.

   Next moment!

   punched into the vertical and horizontal starlight knife king in front of him.

  Clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! …

  The muffled sound of countless knives hitting something indestructible resounded through this rainy night.

boom!

  Wei Wuji only felt that the fist that he slashed with a knife did not seem to be flesh and blood, but the tyrannical mountain peak of King Kong. It was just a knife that touched the force of the shock, and it exploded on the blade of the knife like a rolling thunder.

   The tyranny and terror of the punch that the young Taoist swayed gently was beyond words to describe.

   Just one punch...

"Wow…"

   Wei Wuji's blade trembled, and he only felt that the terrifying fist power was instantly transferred to the hand holding the blade, and then plunged into his chest. Immediately, the five internal organs were like overturned rivers and seas, and a mouthful of blood spit out frantically!

   He was trembling.

   "No, it shouldn't, how could his punching power be so terrifying..."

  People are still in incredible moments.

   Wei Wuji's gaze met the young Taoist priest's gaze again. For a moment, he felt that he was not facing a person at all, but an emotionless god.

   Chen Sha, who was punched with one punch, continued to walk.

   At the same time, he slowly took out the other palm from his back, his face expressionless, he squeezed into a fist mark with the majesty of a god, high above, and the top of his head fell in self-defense!

  Boom~~~

   The air and rain above Wei Wuji's head had already solidified before the punch could fall, as if everything was immobilized by the terrifying force behind the punch.

   Wei Wuji was horrified, and an idea that made him even absurd came into his mind.

   "I'm going to die with this punch..."

With a    punch, the blue veins under his skin throbbed violently, and his face flushed.

   Then, his eyes were uncontrollably scattered and confused, and what he saw in his sight was no longer the blackness of the rainy night, but a revolving lantern that he could not control...

Since he was a child, he has been begging for a living, and then when he was a teenager, he slaughtered the boss of the beggar gang, took money, and went to learn martial arts. When he was 30 years old, he stepped into the first-class level, and encountered a chessboard... orphaned. Star Treasure Sword, you have to pass on the best swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes...

   Then, fifteen years later, at the age of forty-five, he finally completed his swordsmanship and stepped into the realm of a great master.

   These scenes quickly walked through his life in his mind. The last scene returned to reality. It was the fist on the top of his head that was as white as jade, full as the moon, with visible veins, falling from the sky!

die!

  Wei Wuji finally found out that he had met the legendary 'revolving lantern' before he died. ’

  Despair, madness and even hysteria, at this last moment, all erupted…

   "Not reconciled..."

   Under this punch, he used the last strength of his life to make a roaring cry for help:

   "Fortune teller, save me!"

far away.

   When the old fortune-teller hit Chen Sha's second punch, the corners of his eyes were already beating wildly, his heart was beating like a drum, and he blurted out: "The invincible Tao Yiyin in the world!"

   Immediately after, Wei Wuji's hysterical cry for help rang out in his ears.

   The old fortune-teller stood in the distance and could see clearly that the terrifying punch that fell from the sky hit Wei Wuji's head.

   A master of the Great Master Realm.

  The head was blasted open on the neck like a watermelon, and the blood in the brain and the brain spattered out.

   "This strength..."

   The old fortune-teller's mouth closed, and there was a very clear fear in his eyes.

   "Master Tongji, kill with one punch!"

   He remembered the scene back then.

   In that year, the old fortune-teller was still in his prime. He had been to a place called 'Thressoon Mountain Villa' and witnessed a terrifying scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

   At that time, the owner of Thrushey Villa was a well-known "great congenital master", and he was invited into the villa as a guest.

   But only half a day after entering the village, he met the head of Daoyishan who came to the door with his hands behind him.

  The first person in the world.

   After entering the village, Liu Xu, the owner of Thrush eyebrow Villa, punched out without waiting for a word from the owner of Thrush eyebrow Villa. The owner of Thrush eyebrow Villa, who was also a great innate, couldn't even resist shouting, and died violently on the spot!

   Later, the old fortune-teller knew that the punch was the 'Dao Yi Yin' that Chen Canxuan relied on to be invincible in the world.

   Now, I see Dao Yiyin again.

  I saw the young Taoist once again punching Wei Wuji to death.

   The two pictures seem to overlap.

   "Chen Can...xuan? Chen Canxuan resurrected?!!"

   The old fortune-teller's mouth trembled and his eyes were frightened, as if he had returned to the nightmare of the past.

   "Damn it, really **** it, don't die here, old man, hurry up, hurry up, you can't be found by my side..."

   He murmured without hesitation and put Wei Wuji's cry for help before he died, but his feet softened with a step, followed by smashing two fists on his thighs before he resumed action.

   ran away and disappeared in the rainy night forest.

   Such a speedy escape, as if the person who said, "The Dao Yishan is nothing more than this" a few days ago, is another person.

   (end of this chapter)