C18 Missing One Thing

In Wu Tian's opinion, the wind and afterimages created by his legs were like a myriad of stars. Even this old man probably wouldn't be able to block them.

However, the old man's left palm shot out, and with a loud 'bang', an incomparable explosion resounded. The specks of stars immediately scattered into the air, and the old man's palm was like a black hole that swallowed everything in between Wu Tian's legs.

Wu Tian felt a surge of immense power and was once again sent flying dozens of meters away without any suspense. His body then fell heavily onto the ground.

Wu Tian's legs were numbed by the old man's ordinary palm and he had already lost all feeling. He was shocked in his heart. Why did this thin old man possess such terrifying strength?

Wu Tian laid on the ground, observing the old man as he touched his silver Desert Eagle.

At this time, something even more unbelievable happened. The old man took two steps forward and his body appeared right in front of Wu Tian.

At a distance of several dozen meters, the old man had only taken two steps. This was simply teleportation!

Wu Tian was completely stupefied. He thought that his running speed was very fast. Even after so many years of traversing mountains, he was only able to travel two to three meters with a single step. This old man was simply inhumane.

Wu Tian took a deep breath and suddenly turned around. He took out a handgun, pointed it at the old man, and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Wu Tian didn't believe that the old man could still block bullets no matter how strong he was.

Moreover, at such a close distance, Wu Tian didn't believe that the old man would be able to dodge it no matter how fast he was.

As expected, the old man did not choose to dodge, but a series of explosive sounds rapidly rose up from his body. The intense explosive sounds indicated that the old man had already used his strength to its peak.

Subsequently, a grey colored barrier appeared in front of the old man. Bang! The bullet collided with the old man's barrier, and unexpectedly did not create any ripples.

"Monster, monster!" Wu Tian threw his pistol away and said in a daze. This was simply not a human. An old man possessing such powerful strength, yet he was able to move in an instant, and was even able to ignore bullets. This was simply not a human.

The old man looked at Wu Tian, who was already in despair, and said lightly, "Bring out any other moves you have."

Wu Tian shook his head and said, "No, I can't defeat the demon." He had a dejected look on his face.

The elder's brows fiercely twitched as he said, "I'm not a demon. Take note of my words."

Wu Tian didn't care about that anymore. He curled his lips and said, "If you aren't a monster, then what are you? How can a human have an ability like yours."

The old man looked at Wu Tian and suddenly laughed. "Do you know why I have come to find you?"

Wu Tian laughed mockingly, "Aren't you here to help the police catch me or kill me? "Come on, come on, I've already seen it all." Wu Tian then stretched out his hands with a calm expression.

The old man suddenly grinned and said, "Firstly, I am human. Secondly, I don't have any special ability. Thirdly, I'm not here to catch you."

Wu Tian's eyes widened, "What nonsense are you talking about? That's your special ability, and you're not here to catch me. You beat me up like this!" At this point, Wu Tian also felt a burst of excitement. Due to his injuries, his breathing had become rapid.

The old man said exasperatedly, "What do you mean 'I beat you so badly'? You were the one who attacked me, alright?"

"Eh, it seems to be true." Wu Tian scratched his head. However, Wu Tian soon said with a straight face, "What are you trying to say?"

The old man replied in a calm tone: "Do you have a scythe that you haven't used?"

Wu Tian's expression changed, "How do you know that so clearly?"

The old man chuckled. "I also know that your scythe was created by a method you learned from a book. I have to admit that you are really a martial arts child."

Wu Tian's expression became increasingly serious. This old man actually knew his own situation clearly. This caused his fear of this old man to rise to yet another level.

The old man looked at Wu Tian's vigilant expression and smiled mockingly. "Actually, I want to tell you this: although you have figured out a sickle blade technique, your agility and balance are both far from it. Moreover, you lack the most important thing, so even though this sickle technique is both offense and defense, you can't even unleash a tenth of its power."

Wu Tian curled his lips and said, "What kind of joke are you playing? A set of wood chopping sabers would be hard enough to defend yourself, but you still have the nerve to call it a sabre art. A scythe will break if it is used ruthlessly."

The old man laughed: "Do you know what the most important thing that you lack is?"

Wu Tian was surprised, "What exactly is that thing? "Can you not be so secretive?"

The old man said word by word, "If you claim to be the god of death from hell, then of course the god of death needs killing intent the most. A scythe filled with killing intent can bring the battle strength of the god of death to its peak!"