quiet.

The scene was deathly silent.

Everyone looked at the dead white-haired old man in a pool of blood and felt a bit chilled.

They had just seen how powerful the white-haired old man was, and he was definitely one of the strongest people on the scene.

But such a strong man was killed by a branch.

Moreover, he still didn’t even have a chance to react, killing him with one blow!

How strong is the person who takes action?

Unthinkable!

Especially the old man with triangular eyes and the thin old man, who were all cold. How could there be such a powerful being in the ancient martial arts world?

I thought they would fight to the death to get the white-haired old man to leave.

But now...he has been killed.

Everyone looked away and looked around, who is coming?

Xiao Chen is also quite restless. He is as powerful as a white-haired old man and can kill with one strike.

Could it be...

Just when he had a guess, a figure slowly appeared.

"Old fortune teller!"

Although there were already speculations, Xiao Chen was still very surprised when he saw this figure.

He is back!

Everyone was shocked when they heard Xiao Chen's name, old fortune teller?

Xiao Yi and others looked at it intently, he was just an old fortune teller!

The thin old man's eyes widened. Is he an old fortune teller?

Back then, when he came to the ancient martial arts world, he had heard of the old fortune teller, but had never seen him.

In his opinion, the old fortune teller should have died long ago.

Not only alive now, but also so powerful?

He took a few glances at the visitor. He didn't look very old... at least, not older than him!

How can this be!

When he was young, the old fortune tellers were "old" fortune tellers, and they must have been quite old. But now that he is old, the old fortune tellers are still like this!

"He...is the old fortune teller?"

The old man with triangular eyes was also uneasy and asked in a low voice.

"right."

The thin old man nodded and glanced at the white-haired old man in a pool of blood.

"You and I...can't leave."

"..."

The old man with triangular eyes looked at the old fortune teller. Before he came, he was very interested in the old fortune teller and wanted to meet the old fortune teller.

But now...he really doesn't want to see the old fortune teller at all.

It's amazing.

Kill with one blow!

In other words, killing them... is like killing a chicken!

"Wucheng of the Seven Stars Palace has met the old immortal."

Wu Cheng took two steps forward and bowed in greeting.

Seeing this scene, the innate experts present were quite uneasy.

The name of Lao Fortune Teller has spread throughout the world, especially among the older generation, and almost everyone knows it.

But when it comes to his status, it can't be said to be very high.

For example, Xiao Yi and others have never been so respectful to the old fortune teller.

Unexpectedly, the powerful Prime Minister Wu would be so respectful to the old fortune teller.

But when they thought about what he said, that he owed the old fortune teller a favor, everyone suddenly realized.

It seems that this favor will not be small, maybe it is a life-saving favor!

"Haha, Prime Minister Wu, didn't you say you don't need to be so polite?"

The old fortune teller didn't even look at the dead white-haired old man, as if he hadn't killed him, but smiled and said to Wu Cheng.

"The old god saved my life, so I should be more respectful."

Wu Cheng said seriously.

"Okay, you know I'm not that particular."

The old fortune teller waved his hand and his eyes fell on Xiao Chen.

He looked at Xiao Chen, who was covered in wounds, and a trace of distress flashed deep in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

If you don’t experience this, how can you grow?

Over the years, he has ignored Xiao Chen and allowed him to go on his own, just to let him grow.

Now it seems that what he did was correct.

This kid...has grown up!

He was very satisfied with today's performance.

"Boy, don't you think you are strong? Why is it like this?"

The old fortune teller looked at Xiao Chen with a playful expression.

"..."

Xiao Chen was speechless. At this time, I still had to ridicule him. Is it interesting?

However, he still smiled. The old fortune teller came and he could finally let go.

This breath can also be relieved.

He was holding on with just one breath. If he fell, who knows if Wu Cheng and the others would have other ideas.

They don't have the strength to fight here.

Now, he is not worried anymore.

The old fortune teller is here.

Although he still doesn't know how powerful the old fortune teller is, just like he doesn't know how old the old fortune teller is, the power of the old fortune teller... is right in front of him.

Killing the white-haired old man with one blow was enough to scare everyone.

Furthermore, looking at Wu Cheng's attitude towards the old fortune teller, he didn't dare to have other thoughts.

"how do you feel?"

The old fortune teller didn't look at the others, slowly came to Xiao Chen and asked.

"Fortunately, I can't die."

Xiao Chen shook his head, thinking of something.

"However, you came too late. If you had come earlier, I wouldn't have to do this...couldn't you know how to calculate it? If you didn't calculate it, I would be in such trouble today?"

"If we don't go through this calamity, how can we grow and how can we be popular?"

The old fortune teller smiled.

"So, sooner or later I come, it's the same."

Xiao Chen was a little strange, what do you mean?

"Leave the rest to me."

The old fortune teller said to Xiao Chen.

"What you did is already very good."

"good……"

Although Xiao Chen didn't understand and felt something wasn't right, he still nodded.

There was nothing he could do.

Chu Li's life was all paid for by him.

"By the way, where is my eldest brother? Why are you the only one who came back by yourself?"

Xiao Chen thought of something and asked.

It's not like he hasn't had any ideas about the old fortune teller and Nie Jingfeng before. If they come back, they will definitely be a powerful help.

But he didn't get in touch with the old fortune teller, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Oh, I almost forgot about him."
To be continued...