Chapter 839 Request
"Kill a pig?"
These extremely insulting words immediately made Dimo angry. He stretched out his hand and slapped it. The next moment, flesh and blood grew again.
"Who are you, and you dare to stand up?"
Rumble.
A punch struck, but the old man holding the butcher's knife did not make any move until Dimo's fist came to him, and the same scene repeated itself.
The sky flashed and Demo retreated.
At this moment, not only his fist, but his entire hand was stripped of flesh and blood.
"You!!" This time, Dimo finally felt that something was wrong. He looked at the old man carefully and saw a horrified expression on his face: "You, are you brandishing a knife??"
"Swinging a knife?" Dimo's words made everyone in the Mingxin Sect stunned. Someone took action. Wu'an Jie was relieved and looked at the old man with confusion on his face: "He obviously didn't move."
"It's moving." Master Mingxin made a voice. He looked at the old man, his pupils shrinking in the same way.
"His speed is so fast that you can't see him moving."
"We can't see?" The two of them were stunned, a little doubtful. They were both king-level experts. It was fine if they couldn't keep up with each other's speed. How could they not see it?
"Field." Master Mingxin reminded, "His realm is different from ordinary people."
"Field?" A word awakened the two of them. Commandment stretched out his hand, and the light of law covered his eyes. The next moment, he saw the old man's movements clearly.
He was playing with the butcher knife in his hand at a weird speed, and the existence of the domain obscured the already weird speed.
"So he took action at that moment and took away all the flesh and blood on Dimo's hand?" When they came to the conclusion, both of them took a deep breath.
"Then why is he waving that knife like this? Aren't you tired?"
"Deterrence." Master Mingxin saw through everything, "He is intimidating Dimo."
"Deterrence?" Commandment was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood.
Just this one hand is scary enough. It will cut one of your hands into bare bones. Do you still dare to take action?
"Who is he?" Wu An was more concerned about the old man's identity and looked at Master Mingxin: "Why did you help us?"
"I don't know either." Master Mingxin shook his head. He did not relax his vigilance. He looked at the old man with thoughts in his eyes: "This man is extremely old and does not look like a strong man in modern times. I have never heard of his tricks. "
"I read General History intensively." Commandment was puzzled: "With this invincible shooting speed, no matter what weapon it is matched with, it is extremely terrifying."
"Historically, there have only been a few people known for their shooting speed, and they have all died long ago. How could anyone still appear here?"
"Strange." Mingxin Sect Master also felt strange, but he was also paying attention to the situation nervously.
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"Do you think you can scare me like this?"
Looking down at the old man who was waving the butcher's knife in front of him, Dimo said: "You are just bluffing. If we really fight, I can crush you to death at will."
"Ha." The old man chuckled back, but other than that, he didn't make any move.
This actually made Dimo feel a little wary. He wanted to take action again, but also thought of the old man's harsh methods just now.
He also consumed a lot of energy in his fight with Shi Xia.
"If you could beat me, you would have taken action long ago." Dimo spoke to the old man again, wanting to find out the truth about the old man.
The old man still didn't respond, just showing off his lightning-fast sword skills.
Dimo was sweating. He was confident enough that he was stronger than the old man in front of him, but everything was unpredictable. He was 99% confident, but the old man's first two blows took away not only the flesh on his hands, but also the flesh on his hands. Even more so is the fear of less than 10%.
This old man obviously has the ability to hurt him. If he is stronger than himself, he will die.
