The man's fists and feet kept hitting the huge ancient trees, and each stroke made the towering ancient trees shake violently.

There are many warriors in this world, and it is common to cut off this ancient tree with one punch and one kick. However, those all require vitality, but at this time, there is no vitality on the man's fists and feet.

The punches and kicks all depend on the strength of the body. However, looking at the towering ancient tree, there are four or five adult strong men who embrace each other's thickness, and are nearly forty or fifty meters tall. Such a big tree, not to mention a person, even a ferocious beast who comes to the body may not be shaken by the strength of the body alone. Could it be that this man is not a human?

I don’t know how many times I have hit it, but the ancient tree finally fell down with a harsh "crying" sound.

At this time, an old man walked slowly with a smile.

"Your beast fist is just beginning, but it is still not enough. That boy can win the favor of the sect leader because of his deliberate practice of the Heavenly Demon Saint Slaughter Art. That Heavenly Demon Saint Slaughter Art was originally a treasure in our sect for hundreds of years. If you want to crush that kid with other martial arts, you must practice the martial arts he has practiced to the point of being incredible."

The old man spoke slowly, his eyes slightly waving at the man who was soothing his hands and feet. This man was not someone else, but he was a disciple of the Qisha Peak who was in conflict with Luo Beiqi.

That day, the man secretly followed Luo Bei, but showed his characteristics that were not like humans. However, looking at this time, this man is indeed stronger, more powerful, and even with a hint of wildness, but no matter what he looks at, he is a real human.

"If I can't crush that boy, I, Shangguan Kuanggu, can't rest in peace even if I die. If I can't crush that boy from the sect leader, I will kill him and swallow the boy alive."

The man roared in a low voice, but before the voice could be heard, the old man pressed his shoulder with a slap.

"Are you trying to die? Swallow yourself, what do you think you are? You are a human. Remember, you are an individual, you are not a monster, not a wild beast, you are an individual, you are just practicing the Beast Fist, but you are still a human."

The old man spoke ruthlessly, his tone was extremely ferocious. The man's face changed slightly, and he seemed to want to resist, but the old man's hand on his shoulder suddenly increased his strength. The man's body was nailed three feet straight to the ground. The man's face turned red, and the blue veins on his forehead suddenly rose due to the difficulty.

A low roar erupted from the man's mouth and nose, and he twisted hard, like a frightened bull, but the man who had been able to move the ancient tree on his body before could not get rid of the old man's casual hand.

After a long time, the man's strength finally began to decline, and his face had changed from initial anger to fear, and then to pain.

His body no longer struggled and even began to avoid it below. However, the old man's hand had turned and pinched, and he actually pinched the man's shoulder skull with one hand, so he fixed the man there.

"Don't make stupid things forever. Some mistakes are fatal even if they make one mistake. Do you understand?"

The old man spoke in a cold tone and exerted force on his hands at the same time. The man couldn't help but tremble all over, and then nodded quickly.

"Think about it very much. You have such strength at this time and you have more opportunities in the future. Why bother to compete for temporary pleasure?"

The old man let go of his hand, looked at the man coldly, then turned around and left, and disappeared in the forest in an instant. However, at this moment, the old man had never paid attention to the man's eyes and those blood-colored eyes.

"It's so fast that you can't know what dignity is."

The man sat there in a mess, his eyes full of blood. His white teeth were exposed outside and he clenched hard, but he seemed to be a beast forced into a desperate situation.

Qisha Peak, a main peak, the old man, as an elder, sat there peacefully, but in front of him was a letter from outside Qisha Peak.

This is an extremely simple letter. There are not many sentences on it, but it has a tone that is impossible for one person to say. However, the one who asks the most in this letter is one person, Qu Moqi.

This letter was sent by the elder's old friend, and naturally asked the old friend how his grandson was.

It is quite difficult for an elder of a sect, a warrior in his seventies to make one or two friends. It is not just not easy, but almost unimaginable. If anyone at this age and who is an elder of a sect, he can still make one or two friends, even if he is willing to protect it with his life.

A relationship that can be protected by life can naturally afford to take care of the grandson of an old friend, but if that person is dead, he will not be able to take care of him no matter what.

The elder sat there, and the man seemed to have turned into a statue.

If possible, this elder wished that he had never agreed to let his old friend's grandson take part in the Raushzi's assessment.

With his current position on the Qisha Peak, the people around him dare not say that if someone wants to accept an apprentice, will there be someone stop him? Unfortunately, time cannot go back, and there is no medicine for regret in this world.

But the guy who killed his old friend's grandson was already the disciple of the sect leader and the most favored disciple, because that kid actually had the qualifications to practice the treasure of the Qisha Peak Sect and the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Technique.

This qualification must be protected by Lu Jianfeng's desperate efforts. Even if this elder has any qualifications in Qisha Peak, he will not be able to touch that person.

However, if he did nothing, he would not have the right to meet his old friend.

The old man's mind was moving quickly when he tapped his fingers on the table. He seemed to be unable to move the person in secret, openly and directly. So, it seemed that he could only move the person through normal channels.

Only a normal way to make that person die normally is the only way to deal with that person.

The old man's hand suddenly stopped, but the boy had been in the art for nearly a month, but he really had to go through the necessary procedures for the Qisha Peak.

However, even that program may not make things difficult for the boy, but it still needs one person or a group of people to make things difficult for the boy, so that the boy will never be able to pass the program alive again.

This person or a group of people needs to carefully consider who they are and which group of people they are.

There is a one-month new disciple assessment period in the sect. Only by passing this assessment period can you continue to stay at the Qisha Peak. Although there are few disciples in this border area, the Qisha Peak came up with the means to send secrets as long as you come to participate.

However, after the number of people is sufficient, the quality is also important. Therefore, the assessment of Qisha Peak is very large. The assessment of new disciples in January is the assessment period for the inner disciples in quarterly, and the assessment of true disciples in annually.
Chapter completed!