Xiao Chen reminded that although the thin old man and the triangular-eyed old man were seriously injured, they were innately strong after all.

As for Nie Jingfeng, he had just entered the Xiantian realm not long ago. If he were to fight one against two, he might not be able to gain any advantage.

"If you dare to hurt my second brother, you will die!"

Nie Jingfeng said and punched out.

Bang.

The emaciated old man also slapped a palm and was knocked back several steps, showing a look of shock.

So strong?

Is he the Nie Jingfeng who was the first in the ancient martial arts world to enter the Xiantian realm in recent years?

Whoosh!

The old man with triangular eyes raised his sword and slashed at Nie Jingfeng.

"Second brother, let me lend you a knife."

Nie Jingfeng avoided it and shouted.

"good."

Xiao Chen agreed, shook his hands and threw the Xuanyuan knife out.

Nie Jingfeng held a knife in his hand, fighting one against two, and started a battle with the two, without losing any of them.

"Don't worry about him. I've been to so many good places with me and got a lot of opportunities. If I can't even defeat two injured innates, that's too bad."

The old fortune teller said to Xiao Chen.

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded and felt relieved.

Xiao Yi and others, on the other hand, were stunned. They now understood...who did Xiao Chen learn that light tone from.

Talk to the old fortune teller!

Look, in the eyes of the old fortune teller, two injured innates seem to be nothing. This is exactly the same as Xiao Chen's usual "just innate" things.

But when they looked at the white-haired old man in a pool of blood, they felt that... the old fortune teller was not bragging, but really awesome.

And this guy was so unlucky that he was about to run away.

As a result... he died just like that.

"Old fortune teller, aren't you afraid that I, Tianji, will send strong men out?"

The old man with triangular eyes shouted angrily.

"You are very strong, but talent...is nothing!"

"Then you have to be able to come out, at least... not right now."

The old fortune teller said calmly.

"What's more... you, a strong person from the Tianji Sect, are nothing more than this!"

"..."

The old man with triangular eyes felt very uneasy. How strong is this old fortune teller?

"By the way, before you die, ask... is Wu Tianji still alive?"

The old fortune teller asked what he had in mind.

"This guy renamed himself 'Tianji' to motivate himself, and wanted the Tianji sect to become the strongest force in the outer world... Haha, I told him back then to let him sleep, and he would have everything in his dreams! After so many years, Tianji

The Tianji sect is still the same, and it has not become the strongest force... Young people, when they first come out of the world, they all think they are awesome, but when they are beaten up by society, they will understand the gap between reality and ideals!"

After hearing the old fortune teller's words, the skinny old man and the triangular-eyed old man were shocked, and their faces changed wildly.

Wu Tianji?!

Whoosh!

When the two of them were distracted, Xuanyuan Knife struck the old man with triangular eyes.

"ah!"

The old man with triangular eyes staggered back and screamed in pain.

However, even in such pain, he still looked at the old fortune teller with a bit of shock.

It seems that the pain caused by this knife is far less shocking than what the old fortune teller said just now!

"Who on earth...are you!"

The old man with triangular eyes covered his wound, his tone of voice changed.

"Old fortune teller."

The old fortune teller responded calmly.

"kill!"

Nie Jingfeng slashed out with another sword, covering the strong man with triangle eyes.

"No……"

The old man with triangular eyes let out a cry of reluctance and was drowned in the light of the sword.

After Nie Jingfeng beheaded the old man with triangular eyes, he turned around and killed the emaciated old man without any pause.

The thin old man seemed to be shocked by the old fortune teller's words, but he reacted quickly and avoided it.

He also looked at the old fortune teller, and suddenly...he had some kind of guess.

Could it be...

The skinny old man wanted to ask something, but before he could ask, Nie Jingfeng came over to kill him.

puff!

The Xuanyuan knife hit the heart of the emaciated old man, and... came out from the chest.

"Well..."

The thin old man looked at the Xuanyuan knife on his chest and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!