Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 39

For martial arts practitioners, the peak age should be between 50 and [-] years old.

If you are too old, your qi and blood will start to decline, and your reaction will gradually slow down. This is what Quan is afraid of when he is young.

He is too young, his strength is not yet mature, and his experience is not seasoned. He is also not an opponent of those old Jianghu.

The old ancestor of the Huang family, named Huang Zonggao, had some martial arts skills when he was young, he was brave and ruthless, and gained a lot of fame with his sharp swordsmanship.

It's a pity that you will have to pay it back sooner or later.

Because of a singing girl, Huang Zonggao offended a disciple of the Three Emperors of the Shuo Kingdom School. Although he was lucky to kill a strong enemy with a high-level move, the opponent's blow of hatred before his death also destroyed his foundation.

The proud son of the Huang family, once known as a family of three heroes, turned into a powerless waste in the end.

Disappointed, Huang Zonggao built a wooden house in the back garden of Huang's family, planning to spend the rest of his life there.

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and it seems that after years of rest and recuperation, the impatience has been polished off.

Huang Zonggao only spent eight years, relying on half of the broken formulas he got from the disciples of the Three Emperors, to realize a method of breaking and then building, and he insisted on becoming a master of Waigang at an octogenarian age.

After all, it's time wasting, lack of energy and blood, knowing that he has cut off his way forward, and at the same time, he has lost sight of fame and fortune.

Huang Zonggao simply stayed at home, intending to use the last days to escort the family.

Because the young Zhang Yang had suffered a lot, the old Huang Zonggao was extremely low-key. Those in the clan knew of this existence, except for Huang Youfu, who was the head of the clan, there were probably one or two elders who were close in generation.

No wonder Wu Shizhan didn't know that there was such a living ancestor in the Huang family.

I thought that the siege by three people would make the old man be afraid.

Unexpectedly, in the face of Chen Qingzhi's and Cheng Yong's offensive, Huang Zonggao turned a blind eye to the attack and focused on stabbing Wu Shizhan with his sword.

Although he didn't understand why the other party was so entrusted with him, Chen Qingzhi was not a pedantic person. Seeing Huang Zonggao's back door was wide open, the Beixuan sword in his hand was dancing with the afterimage of Dao Dao, and he was hesitating, and he was about to cut this person in half.

However, as soon as the blade came into contact with the old man's robe, it seemed as if he had fallen into the mud, and a blue air current continuously took off Chen Qingzhi's strength.

It was true energy, Huang Zonggao's true energy was released, forming a barrier to defend against his sneak attack, Chen Qingzhi immediately understood it.

On the other side, Cheng Yong obviously encountered the same problem. His brow-level stick dance made of fine iron was very powerful, but he couldn't even touch Huang Zonggao's oily skin.

He could only watch helplessly as Wu Shizhan gradually struggled under the old man's fierce sword spirit.

Can't go on like this, Chen Qingzhi glanced at everyone on the field, and suddenly had an idea in his heart and shouted loudly.

"The six gates obey orders, form an array and shoot arrows, don't take care of me and Lord Wu!"

He didn't believe how long Huang Zonggao could last so long that his true energy spread all over his body.

If you want to die, don't take me with you!
While Wu Shizhan gritted his teeth to resist Huang Zonggao's increasingly fierce offensive, he cursed Chen Qingzhi secretly in his heart.

The sword has no eyes, he doesn't have zhenqi to protect his body, and the bow and crossbow carried by the six doors are prohibited ordnance secretly hidden.

But he also knew in his heart that this was the best solution out of desperation.

"Don't do it yet, what Chen Xunfeng means is what the old man means!"

Seeing that the arrow rain was delayed, and Huang Zonggao stabbed him in a panic, Wu Shizhan finally made a cruel decision.

"The array is full of bows!"

Since all the uncles of the family had let go, Wu Shuyou also knew that the situation was critical, so he waved the small flag in his hand and shouted orders.

There was the sound of bowstrings being tightened on the field, and all the bows and crossbows were pointing at the battlefield.

"court death!"

Huang Zonggao also knew that in his current state, if he couldn't bear a few rounds of arrow rain, his true energy would be exhausted, so he immediately wanted to turn around and kill these unsightly minions first.

But Chen Qingzhi would not give him a chance, seeing that the other party wanted to get away, he stepped on the seven-step dust technique, as if a piece of cowhide plaster was stuck to Huang Zonggao's side, but he didn't give him the time to do it.

"Fire arrows!"

Seeing that his clan uncle escaped from danger, Chen Qingzhi just sold another loophole, forcing Huang Zonggao to reveal his body, Wu Shuyou commanded immediately.

In an instant, hundreds of arrow feathers engulfed the old man's aged body like locusts.

"Full the bow again!"

Seeing the effect of this trick, Huang Zonggao had no time to care for himself for a while, Wu Shuyou was overjoyed and gave the order again.

"Fire more arrows!"

Don't worry about shooting your own official, the rain of arrows is quite dense, and it is bound to shoot Huang Zonggao into a sieve.

However, an unexpected scene appeared, the cyan horse pierced through the sky, smashing the rain of arrows into a mass of debris.

Huang Zonggao walked out from behind the rain of arrows with a face as heavy as water, and casually caught a few arrows made of fine iron, he clenched his fingertips into hundreds of small pieces, and shot them at the crowd with a flick of his fingers.

Countless cold stars full of true energy flew back to the army formation, crying for their parents and mothers one after another.

hiss!
Chen Qingzhi gasped, he had finally come up with a solution, but the other party actually dismissed the trick lightly.

The strong outsiders are so terrifying!
However, it seemed that Huang Zonggao had a lot of burden to display his skillful sword just now, and Chen Qingzhi could keenly sense that his aura was getting weaker again.

It's just that the six gates on the field suffered heavy casualties, and many people were pierced through vital points by the arrow fragments filled with true energy.

Seeing that Huang Zonggao vaguely drew the hatred on himself, Chen Qingzhi's scalp went numb for a while, and he wanted to get close to the other two when he performed the Seven Steps of Dust Technique.

"Want to escape?"

The old man let out a cold snort, and drew out his sword like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, dots of remnant stars enveloped Chen Qingzhi's fatal acupoints all over his body.

In just a short moment, seven swords had been pierced out.

"Hiss, what a force!"

Holding the Qingfeng sword narrowly, Chen Qingzhi was out of breath for a while, and was startled by the great power coming from the old man's sword.

If the Beixuan Saber in his hand was not made of meteoric iron from outside the sky, it might have been split into two pieces by the true energy of the old man's sword.

Finally knowing how Wu Shizhan felt just now, Chen Qingzhi immediately retreated and changed his tactics.

"Come and help soon!"

Chen Qingzhi didn't take it too seriously, he yelled behind him, and started shaking people without saying a word.

To deal with this kind of monster, there is no need to talk about morals, let's go together!

Knowing that it was no longer time to hide his secrets, Wu Shizhan grimaced, and reluctantly took out a cylinder from his bosom.

With a ruthless heart, he pointed in Huang Zonggao's direction.

At the same time, Cheng Yong roared angrily, and his breath soared, obviously he had used his ability to suppress the bottom of the box.

"Nephew, get out of here!"

Borrowing the huge power of Huang Zonggao's sword to float back, Chen Qingzhi looked at Wu Shizhan's hand.

A gray glow flashed across the jet-black cylinder.

Huang Zonggao in the distance suddenly felt a sharp crisis in his heart.

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