The person in front was Yang Shaohua. He was speechless at this time. Unexpectedly, the old man behind him was as perverted as such. No matter how he accelerated, he kept following two feet behind him, like sticky skin candy, and could not get rid of it.

"Boy, your pace is really good for escaping, but compared to the old man, it's still a bit weaker!" The old man looked at Yang Shaohua and nodded slightly in praise.

Hearing the other party's comments, Yang Shaohua's face became even more ugly. His body rotated on the spot and landed on a big tree not far away. He looked at the other party with a serious face. Since he couldn't escape, he could only fight. Maybe there would be a trace of vitality. It was obvious that the other party was playing with him.

"The Palm of the Sky!"

The soul power was rushing up crazily, and the palm covered with thunder rushed towards the old man. At the same time, bursts of thunderous rumbling sounds came from the air.

"The power of silver thunder is not bad, but you still can't practice. If you succeed, or your strength is comparable to mine, it can cause a little harm to me!"

The old man nodded without dodging. He waved his arm forward gently, and an invisible energy sent Yang Shaohua's attack out.

Looking at the other party's understatement, his face changed instantly. The palm hit the big tree not far away, making a rumbling sound, leaving a deep palm print on the big tree, and bursts of burning smell continued to echo in the air.

"The Palm of the Sky!"

However, before Yang Shaohua came to his senses, a sound of muffled thunder came from his ears. The sound was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, smashing open in his mind. If the Golden Tree had not protected his mind in time, the thunder would have hurt him severely.

However, it was still behind him that surprised him. The old man hit him with a palm, and the moves he used were the same as his. Seeing this scene, Yang Shaohua hurriedly avoided, but was still one step late. The old man's palm with heavy thunder power brushed through his ear, causing his continuous thorns to hurt.

"Who are you? How could you turn the world?"

At that moment, Yang Shaohua used 100% strength and fled to the distance quickly. He left the old man twenty meters away, looking at the old man with a gloomy face. "The Chaos Dragon Cultivation Art" is the martial arts of the Haoyue Sect. No one can get involved, and no one has practiced the Zhongpalm technique and has survived to this day. This is something that has never been done before. However, the old man in front of him actually used it, even more skillful than Yang Shaohua, and he didn't want to copy it on the spot.

"Little guy, you are a disciple of Haoyue Sect!"

The old man put away his palms, stroked his beard, looked at Yang Shaohua with a little appreciation, nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile.

"That's right, are you accomplices of Daofu?"

Yang Shaohua couldn't help but narrow his eyes, but he felt that it was wrong. If Daofu was an accomplice, how could he come to chase him, a little man? He should go to the Great Elder and the others.

"Daofu? Is that little guy? Accomplice? You are too arrogant to him! By the way, what's going on with Haoyue Sect now?"

The old man said with a smile on his face, and his tone seemed to be very rude to the powerful man who was above him.

"The Haoyue Sect no longer exists. Daofu came to kick the elder of the sect a month ago. In order to reduce casualties, so..."

Yang Shaohua's heart quickly whirled, and a hint of joy arose in his heart. This old man must be an ancestor of Haoyue Sect, otherwise he would not have known the moves in "The Chaos Dragon Cultivation Art". The elder said at the beginning that this technique was changed when the sect was established, so Yang Shaohua could completely imagine it.

"Soul fade!"

The old man instantly burst out with a powerful aura, spreading around with him as the center. Of course, Yang Shaohua was no exception. Although the distance was far away, he was hit by this aura before he had time to escape. He flew backwards and hit a big tree not far away. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he also complained in his heart, "Who did he provoke whom he was."

"How are Xiao Liuzi and the others there now?"

The old man's face was gloomy and calm, and then he sighed and said.

"The Great Elder and the others have been removed safely, so the disciples cannot say the specific location!"

Yang Shaohua struggled from the ground, and a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth said in opposition to the old man.

"Forget it, forget it, just destroy the family. Fortunately, Daofu did not do anything that would harm the world!"

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but shake his head.

"You haven't come forward to pay homage to the ancestor, what are you waiting for?"

The old man changed his tone and looked at him and said.

Yang Shaohua was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, he could meet the ancestor in the sect at will, which made him unable to accept it for a while. He walked over slowly and looked at the old man with confusion on his face.

"Forget it, don't pay respects. It's so boring. If not, I'm going to have some fun. The little guy Daofu actually broke through. It's not bad. I don't know if he can resist the fight!"

The old man twitched his lips, then waved his hand at Yang Shaohua and said.

"Well, which ancestor are you? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Yang Shaohua asked carefully, but was very surprised. The other party's words were obvious. He had witnessed how powerful Daofu was. However, the ancestor actually said whether to resist the fight or not, which made him feel heartbroken.

"I? It's right that you haven't seen it. Those old immortals used to call me an old naughty boy, Zhou doesn't understand!"

The old man lowered his head and pondered for a while, with a smile on his face.

After hearing that the old man had only registered, Yang Shaohua took a breath. It was because the old man who seemed to be a beggar was actually the genius five hundred years ago. It was said that a genius appeared in Haoyue Sect five hundred years ago. The Chaos Dragon Cultivation Art was cultivated to the eighth level and was extremely powerful. At that time, foreign warriors invaded Youdu. Zhou Budong asked for his orders to go straight to the enemy camp, and killed all directions. Finally, he directly killed that sect and almost destroyed that sect. Zhou Budong's name changed to spread among the major sects.

However, what is surprising is that after Zhou Budun returned to the sect, he left. No one knew where he went. However, only some people in the sect knew where Zhou Budun was. According to legend, this person was extremely fun, sealed his meridians and entered the mortal world. This incident made the ancestor at that time know and almost was not angry to death. However, everyone has their own way, especially Zhou Budun's strength at that time can be described as unfathomable, and the old man also admitted it helplessly.

Although Zhou Budun disappeared, no other sects around him came to invade again. They were afraid that this guy would appear again, and Youdu spent a hundred years safely.

Looking at this legendary figure, Yang Shaohua suddenly felt his eyes hot. How could such a legendary figure appear in front of him?

"That ancestor has nothing to do, I will leave first, goodbye!"

Although this is the ancestor of Haoyue Sect, his style of doing things is completely different from that of normal people. Maybe there is any way to torture him later.

"Boy, stop, I think you and I have a good relationship. How long have you been to the sect? Have you been to Qingluan Palace for trial?"

Zhou Buming looked at Yang Shaohua who was about to leave, and hurriedly called and asked.

"Report to the ancestor, I am a new disciple who has just entered this year. Daofu came to the door before he even entered Qingluan Hall!"

Yang Shaohua said with a wry smile on his face.

"I really don't know what you are afraid of, why is the old man a tiger? And don't call me ancestor, call me Brother Zhou, the old man is so old!"

Zhou Buming couldn't help but turn a blind eye. Yang Shaohua said lightly.

"That's not good, the disciple is a junior!"

At this time, cold sweat broke out from Yang Shaohua's forehead. This old naughty child is really not playing according to the common sense. It is not that he doesn't follow the rules, but that he has no routine at all, and he speaks one by one.

"There are no so many rules? They talk about theirs. I think you are good, so let's talk about ours!"

Zhou didn't understand, cleaned up the dust on his body and said indifferently.

"Zhou, Brother Zhou!"

Yang Shaohua was also helpless, but he didn't expect to pick up a big brother here, but he was still an old monster.

"That's right. Besides, there is no way to go to the Haoyue Sect to try in the Qingluan Palace!"

Zhou Budong looked at Yang Shaohua and nodded with a smile on his face.

Looking at the smile on Zhou Budong's face, Yang Shaohua suddenly felt goose bumps on his body, as if something bad happened. Sure enough, Zhou Budong's sleeve robe waved and suddenly flew up, and his eyes flashed and disappeared into the endless thick fog.

He found that he was actually being held under the armpit by the old man, and his body was moving forward quickly, as if the speed was too fast, almost deformed him, but what surprised him was Zhou Buming's strength.

"Is this the strength of Emperor Wu? Can you fly out of thin air?"

Yang Shaohua took a deep breath and couldn't help but be shocked. It was the first time that he had such a great desire for strength.

However, this flight did not last long, and he felt the body of the ancestor stop. When his feet were on the ground, Yang Shaohua suddenly felt a surge in his body, and then he vomited so much that he almost didn't spit out his inner liner. His face turned pale. He hurriedly swallowed a pill, and waves of warmth came from his body, which made him feel much more comfortable.

"The beggars from there, leave here quickly!"

As soon as Yang Shaohua woke up, he saw the ancestor standing in front of the Haoyue Sect. It should be said that it was the gate of the Qing Xuan Sect, and he looked at the four guards in front of the door with a bitter face.

Seeing this scene, Yang Shaohua's mouth twitched. This ancestor was really weird. He obviously had strong force and was not suitable for it, but he played with this.

"Brother, look at these little guys who don't let me in. You want to avenge your brother and beat them up!"

Zhou Budang walked past with a bitter face and looked at Yang Shaohua and said.

Before Yang Shaohua could speak, he flew up and headed straight for the four guards in front of the door...

At this time, Yang Shaohua had already scolded Zhou Weiming's ancestors all over. The four guards were each at the level of a great martial artist. It was okay to face one, but it was completely powerless to face the four. However, the arrow was placed on the bow, so he had to bite the bullet.

"The Palm of the Sky!"

The soul power in his body started to rush into crazily, and he came up with his strongest killer move towards one of the guards.

The four guards were stunned when they saw the attack that broke into the ground, but they were also great martial artists. They were strong people everywhere they were placed, and their reaction was extremely fast. They launched an attack as soon as possible to kill the outsider.

However, after seeing the appearance of the visitor, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and then a blush rose. This person turned out to be the teenager who was extremely sensational at the time. Although they ignored the affairs of the sect, they had also heard of some of the deeds of this person.

Looking at the four people coming at the same time, Yang Shaohua's eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden tree at the center of his eyebrows trembled. In an instant, the attack of the four people had arrived, and a light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!