"Haha, you have the courage to say it again." After the old man heard the middle-aged man's words, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said without fear.

"It's you old fellow, don't you know good or bad!" The housekeeper stepped forward, staring at the old man in front of him, and then said with a disdainful face.

After the old man heard the housekeeper's words, he did not get angry, but waved his hand very casually.

An extremely dazzling golden light burst out from the old man's hand in an instant, then turned into a huge grinding disc, and suddenly fell on the top of the housekeeper's head.

An extremely mysterious power burst out from the grinding disc and began to wipe out the body and soul of the housekeeper.

"Uh, uh, ah!!!"

The housekeeper began to cry in pain, his body was quickly disappearing and disintegrating, and the whole person began to turn into powder little by little, completely dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

"My Lord, save me..."

This was the last sentence of the housekeeper during his lifetime, and it was full of unwillingness and pain.

After saying this, the body of the housekeeper disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.

"Grumbling..." After the man saw this terrifying scene in front of him, he swallowed a few deep saliva, and a trace of sweat flowed down his forehead.

What is the origin of this old guy in front of him? He had such a terrifying method to wipe out a big living person.

The strength of the middle-aged man can actually be considered very strong, and can almost cross the entire Yellow Wind City.

But the middle-aged man asked himself that although he could kill the housekeeper, he could never lift the weight like the old man in front of him, just like crushing an ant to death.

However, the one who died in the hands of this old man was his only brother after all. The two were connected by blood and had a deep relationship.

Besides, many people in the City Lord’s Mansion already knew about the fact that I came here. If I just slumped back, where would I have the face to continue to be the Deputy City Lord?

"Huh... Your Excellency, don't think that you can be so unscrupulous by your own means. After all, this is the Yellow Wind City, the site of the city lord, not a place where you can run wild and presumptuous at will! Fang" middle-aged man He took a deep breath, and then said to the old man with a solemn expression.

"Why? Do you want to go to the Yin Cao Jifu together, so as to accompany your stupid brother?" The old man didn't seem to have the threat of the middle-aged man in his mind at all. He picked up a wine bowl in his hand and poured the drinks inside. Drink up.

"Your Excellency, you..." After the middle-aged man saw this scene, a wave of anger rose in his heart, and he just wanted to speak out.

But when the middle-aged man was only halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly, and he couldn't spit out half of his words. The whole person was as if he had been subjected to a fixation technique, completely unable to move.

"When the old man didn't ask you to talk, you just stay aside, don't sweep the old man's interest." The old man snorted directly, and then said coldly.

A slight wisp of coercion radiated from his body, which made the middle-aged man's face pale and his whole body kept shaking.

When he felt the terrifying aura of the old man, the middle-aged man was already regretful and knew what kind of opponent he had provoked.

The middle-aged man didn't even dare to gasp at the moment, he could only stand respectfully beside the old man, not daring to say a word.

"It really made you laugh. The old man has this stinking problem of being like meddling." The old man smiled twice at Chen Xi, and then said with an embarrassing expression.

After all, with this old man's realm strength, doing such a thing is actually a bit bullying, not very glorious.

"It's okay, I wanted to teach him before, but I don't need to do it." Chen Xi smiled at the old man, and then said directly.

"Friends of Daoist, as the so-called meeting means fate, let alone in such a small place, the old man is named Qingsong, I am very happy to meet fellow Daoist." Old man Qingsong smiled at Chen Xi, and then he spoke heartily. .

"Chen Xi, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Emperor of this seat, this is Lin Qianxue, the great disciple of this seat." When Chen Xi heard the words of the old man Qingsong, he pointed at Lin Qianxue who was sitting next to him, and introduced to the old man. Some.

"Lin Qianxue met Senior Qingsong." After Lin Qianxue heard Chen Xi's words, she stood up directly from her seat, and then respectfully said to Qingsong.

"Um, you are the famous Sect Master of the Heavenly Emperor?" After hearing Chen Xi's words, the old man Qing Song was completely stunned, and then said a little surprised, almost unable to believe his ears.

Old Man Qingsong was on the way, but he had heard rumors about the Emperor of Heaven.

It is said that the Sect Master of the Heavenly Emperor is a powerful and powerful person with a profound cultivation base, with three heads and six arms, vast supernatural powers, and boundless mana.

Old Man Qing Song thought that the Sect Master of the Heavenly Emperor Sect should look like an old man or a middle-aged man, but he didn't expect to be so young.

"This seat is just a picture with some false names. Fellow Daoists don't need to care so much." Chen Xi laughed helplessly after hearing the words of Old Man Qing Song, and then slowly spoke.

From the mouth of a great emperor, Chen Xi really felt uncomfortable when he heard the words Ding Ding Da Ming.

"Sect Master Chen, don't be presumptuous. Your name is almost spreading throughout the Northern Wilderness. I wonder who does not know?" After hearing Chen Xi's words, the old man Qingsong chuckled twice, and then appeared coveted. Said the voice.

At this moment, the middle-aged man standing beside the two of them had already listened to all their conversations.

"Goooo..."

When the middle-aged man learned of Chen Xi's identity, his body began to tremble violently, while swallowing saliva, his forehead was also full of sweat, and his face was pale and terrifying.

The middle-aged man finally knew at this moment what level of existence he had offended.

Dare to call the Heavenly Emperor's Sect Master a little white face, the middle-aged man feels that he is dead today, and there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

But if he survives by chance, this will definitely become a capital for middle-aged men to brag to others in the future.

After all, this kind of earth-shattering thing, how many people in the world dare to do?

At the same time, the middle-aged man was also very curious about the identity of the old man.

Being able to sit grandiosely opposite the Heavenly Emperor's Sect Master, and he does not seem to lose the wind at all, the identity of this old man is probably not simple!