It was the first time Wang Xuan saw someone who could fly. Such a monster appeared in the new art field. Could Chen Randeng stop it? He was worried for him.
Old Chen said solemnly, "I will lead him to the reed pond and kill him as best I can. Be careful. Old Wang, don't be afraid. Don't fool people with your theory of abiding by the law. If you don't let go today, it will be easy to get into trouble!"
Wang Xuan nodded seriously and said, "I know." Then he asked, "If they dare to come and kill people, will they use small warships to bombard the manor?"
Old Chen was very calm and said, "They dare not. Doing so will have an extremely bad impact. The people who have come to visit me recently have some influence, and some representatives of organizations have not left yet. If they dare to act recklessly, they will challenge everyone's bottom line. Such unruly and dangerous elements are the most feared by relevant departments and chaebols. Afterwards, they will definitely be shot to death and killed for everyone to see."
After he said this, he saw Qingmu had already picked up an energy cannon and was ready to attack the man in the rainy night. Lao Chen waved his hand and said, "You probably can't hit him, I'll kill him myself!"
He stared at the figure approaching in the rain and said, "He should be the number one figure in the new art field. I think he came to the old land to discuss some big business with the relevant departments. He just came to see how I was. If I was not dead, he would have killed me. Because I was going to die anyway, and if he beat me to death on this rainy night, it would not cause any trouble. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Chen Randeng was waiting for him to come!"
After Lao Chen finished speaking, he disappeared from the room with a long sword on his back.
The approaching person was shrouded in a faint glow, and the rain could not wet his clothes. He looked to be in his fifties, with long loose light golden hair. His eyes were piercing and very bright, like two golden lamps in the dark night.
He was wearing bronze armor from the old Western era and carrying an alloy broadsword that was half a person's height. He looked very difficult to deal with.
He suddenly stopped, his feet a foot off the ground, staring at Lao Chen who appeared like a ghost, his golden eyes revealing a terrifying beam of light.
Old Chen glanced at him, then left first and headed straight for the reed pond.
The old man in armor followed without any hesitation. He was very confident in his own strength and had truly stepped into the realm of the extraordinary.
"There are still people near the manor. It's our turn to take action next!" Wang Xuan spoke. He has been in high spirits recently, with a bright glow on his forehead, which is a sign that the embryonic form of the spiritual realm is about to take shape.
If Wang Xuan now lets go and uses Zhang Daoling's physical skills, his attack power will already be that of a quasi-grandmaster. It is extremely terrifying that he has achieved such an accomplishment at this age.
Once the news got out, all parties would be shocked. To be close to the Grandmaster level in early twenties was rare even in the old times, let alone in the present.
"Find me an energy cannon!" Wang Xuan said. Since he was going to kill people, he didn't care about the means. He would just blast them first.
Qingmu was well prepared and took him to the warehouse next door, where all kinds of hot weapons were stored. Wang Xuan carried an energy cannon that weighed thousands of pounds.
Qingmu's eyes widened. He didn't expect that he was so strong. He chose that very heavy energy cannon and couldn't help but ask: "Do you want to attack the spaceship?!"
"Yeah, what if we encounter that?" Wang Xuan actually nodded seriously.
Qingmu didn't want to say anything. Since he could move it, he could do it. At the same time, Qingmu kept contacting people and ordered them to prepare the firepower network. If anyone dared to come here and make trouble, they would be killed without mercy.
"There's a killing going on over there with Chen Randeng!" Wang Xuan whispered, and then said, "I want to take a look."
On a dark, rainy night, a fierce battle broke out on the grass of the reed pond. The blinding sword light tore through the darkness.
"Something's wrong!" When Wang Xuan and Qingmu ran over carrying energy cannons, they were shocked by what they saw.
The old man with disheveled blond hair waved his hands continuously. What was he shooting out? One after another, terrifying fireballs hit the ground, leaving huge pits!
Boom!
Some of the fireballs fell into the pond, evaporating all the water in that area!
"Why does it feel so weird?" Aoki was surprised, because the methods used by the blond old man looked like the magic in Western legends.
This method was surprisingly terrifying. The fireball hit the ground and melted a two thousand kilogram bluestone on the edge of the pond. It can be seen how terrifying the power was.
This is completely different from the "weak" fireball magic described in novels of the old times. The fireball wielded by this blond old man can melt gold and stone. In the vicinity of it, rainwater is evaporated and rocks are melted.
"This is an old bastard!" Wang Xuan whispered.
The blond old man carried a big sword on his back and wore bronze armor from the old Western era, which made people mistakenly believe that he must have unfathomable swordsmanship. But who knew that he would use "magic" to bombard people right from the start.
I guess Lao Chen was stunned at first. He was very passive at first and kept dodging. The black sword in his hand emitted a dazzling sword light, which kept splitting the terrifying fireball.
Bang!
When some fireballs exploded, light splashed everywhere, and when they fell to the ground, they burned the rain into white mist, burned the grass, and blew many large pits on the ground.
This is obviously a truly extraordinary battle!
Old Chen was indeed horrified. What kind of monster was this? It could actually fly off the ground and continuously throw out terrifying fireballs, burning up part of the reed pond.
He was really a little skeptical. Was this person's cultivation level higher than his? Most importantly, was he using magic? !
Could he have guessed wrong? What the people in the new arts dug out of the soil was related to the old arts, but also something more mysterious, including the ancient magic in Western mythology?
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