C803 The Old Man

What people don't believe when it really happens, what kind of feeling would it be? Abe Tsukiooyoso pointed at Cha Ha Mu's fists. It was like two paper lanterns had been pierced by nails. Without a sound, Cha Ha Mu's arms drooped down. His eyes were closed, and his head drooped down like a large wine bag. However, the horse steps under his feet were really complicated. Their owners had already lost consciousness. However, his legs were still moving in inertia, as if there was a problem with his nerve conduction. Very quickly, Cha Ha Mu's legs were almost soft as they wrapped around each other. When he fell to the ground, he was not even lying on the ground. Instead, he was lying on the ground. He was supported by his limp legs.

Some people knew Zha Ha Mu and knew his skills. He was not weak, although he might not be a match for Abe Tsukiooyoso. But no matter what, he would still need to fight for a dozen or twenty rounds before he would be defeated. No one would have thought that he would be defeated with just one move. Moreover, his defeat was so ugly, it was simply a complete mess.

Dorgon's expression was also a little ugly, because he didn't expect that his usually competitive subordinate would be so vulnerable. He didn't order him to fight the battle. This time, he had done his duty for the country. However, it was also a disgrace to the country.

Abe Tsukiooyoso dealt with Cha Hamao as if he had flicked away an ant. However, he would not let his guard down because of this. If Qing Dynasty Empire only had this kind of strength, then they would not be able to fight against Ming Dynasty Empire. Not to mention gaining the upper hand.

He walked neither fast nor slow. It seemed that as soon as he started walking, he didn't intend to stop, and there was nothing that could stop him.

Some of the guests in the outer perimeter watched from afar. They could not intervene in such an occasion. Besides, Daoist Priest Yuu Li from the Wudang, Master Bu Zhi from Shaolin and the others did not have the obligation to stand up for the people of the Qing Dynasty.

At Zhang Jingxuan's table, the leader didn't make a move. The others naturally would not make a move. On the other side, it seemed like the envoys of Ming Dynasty were also following Chung Suizhu's orders. Her choice was the same as Zhang Jingxuan, watching quietly. So no one on the other side did anything.

Abe Tsukiooyoso approached him step by step. Dorgon was also a general who had experienced hundreds of battles. There was no sign of panic on his face. However, being calm could not save lives.

At this moment, everyone heard a sigh in their ears.

This sigh was filled with a type of vicissitude. It also carried a type of complete and utter boredom. That old man, that old man who couldn't be any older... Originally, he was lying on the table and was about to fall asleep. Nothing could disturb his rest. Now, he finally stood up.

It seemed like Abe Tsukiooyoso had prepared for this. He didn't say much. He just gave the old man a deep look, then made a "please" gesture.

The old man was neither tall nor short. There were three wrinkles on his cheeks, which looked like they were tattooed. He sighed softly. This was his second sigh.

"Is it that interesting to fight and kill? When you reach my age, perhaps you will understand. These things are actually boring games. Sigh, it just so happens that you guys are addicted to it. It's really annoying to watch. "

The old man's words had an indescribable tone that made people listen. They felt that the old man seemed to have lived for a very, very long time and had experienced many things. He had seen too many sad and happy times, so there seemed to be nothing in this world that could truly interest him.

However, even so, he still stood up at this moment. Perhaps, that was also the destiny that he had to bear.

Abe Tsukiooyoso had an inexplicable respect for this old man. Although he didn't recognize this old man, it didn't prevent him from giving the old man sufficient respect.

"Old mister, your cultivation has been tough all your life. Now it's time for you to enjoy the rest of your life. There's no need to fight and kill like those juniors. For this kind of matter, let us juniors settle it ourselves. " He had a sincere expression on his face. From the beginning until now, this was the first time he had appeared so humane.

"Sigh, what you said might be true. It's a pity that I still feel that I'm not that old. I still want to prove that I still have the strength to turn the tide. Those who know my name seem to have all died. I accidentally stood up today. Don't tell me I still have the face to sit back down? Young man from the East Ocean Continent, I've seen your previous generation's Yin Yang Master once or twice. His name is Abe, right? As someone who was defeated by me... I wonder if he has ever mentioned me to you? "

Indeed, almost no one present knew who this old man was. However, from what I heard, he is the Yin Yang Master of the previous generation that had once defeated Abe Tsukiooyoso. From the looks of it, this Eastern Ocean's Yin Yang Master was perhaps passed down from generation to generation by the family. Because the two generations of Yin Yang Master were both surnamed Abe.

Abe Tsukiooyoso was clearly listening to the old man seriously. Only then did he reply, "I guess it might be you, but I didn't expect you to still be alive. Speaking of which, you are probably over a hundred years old, right? Your name, my father did mention it to me. His words were filled with respect towards you, saying that you are the strongest person on this continent. However, I have never heard of your fight. If my father was once defeated by you, then let me be your son. I'll ask you a few more questions."

This time, Abe Tsukiooyoso obediently performed a junior's bow. He was surprisingly polite and commendable. However, many people were cursing him in their hearts. This kid was afraid of getting stronger with his punches. The old man was already over a hundred years old. Wasn't he taking advantage of the situation?

At this time, Mi Shenmeng quietly said to Zhang Jingxuan, "So it's this guy. He's the hawk of Xing Anling, the Absolute Divine Sword, Huan Du."

Seeing that Zhang Jingxuan had never heard of him, Mi Shenmeng explained, "Simply put, the masters of Yun Da, Yu Si, and the others are called Fierce Sword Zou Qi. And this Huan Du is Zou Qi's master. He is also the grandmaster of Yun Da and the others."

Zhang Jingxuan stuck out his tongue. He never thought that this old man's seniority was so high. However, the martial arts of Yun Da and the others were already amazing. Their masters must be even more brilliant. And their grandmaster was even more terrifying. Of course, there was a limit to how many people could grow old. It was just that he did not know how much of the martial arts that this old man, who was more than a hundred years old, had left in his heyday.

At this moment, Zhang Jingxuan even had an impulse to help this old man Huan Du bring his enemies over.

However, he wouldn't do that. Because, as a martial artist, it was very impolite for others to rob their enemies.