As soon as Lao Cang finished speaking, another 10 archers came out.

Like the 10 archers before, he looked at the third brother with respect in his eyes, and knelt in front of him and cried:

"I was wrong, I knew I had repent."

"We young people shouldn't be so presumptuous."

"Please forgive us young people for their ignorance."

“…”

In the end, 10 of them, with tears of regret in their eyes, snatching the ground with their heads and knocking themselves to death.

Dr. Hei has never seen it before, so Lao Cang used his ultimate move.

After reading it, he looked surprised and shouted to the void: "Sect Master, why is your awareness not as high as your subordinates? Just at your level, do you have the nerve to be the sect leader? Why don't you admit your mistake quickly?"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

“…”

Before Dr. Hei finished speaking, hundreds of sharp arrows shot towards him.

"It's not a good thing to be angry," Lao Cang said.

Then, he gently tapped the ground with his weird crutch.

In an instant, rattans emerged from the ground around Dr. Hei, forming a protective cover and surrounding it.

"boom!"

Although the sword is sharp, it cannot destroy the vines.

"Old, the older you are, the thicker your skin is." Feng Erma teased.

Lao Cang was not anxious or slow, and continued to talk in the tone of teaching and educating people: "We elderly people also want to live a peaceful and simple life, and don't want to fight you with real swords and tricks.

There is no way, you are disobedient, so you have to force us to go out of the house and argue with you in person.”

Wu Hen, hiding in the dark, watched Lao Cang quietly, but still had no intention of taking action.

Although Lao Cang is not that seniority and status are not that high, he is old and has extremely rich experience. Even the veterans of the Elderly Association dare not provoke him easily.

Wu Hen is naturally not a fool, and he will not take action rashly before the opponent shows his trump card.

"Sect Master, should I let Chihu come over now?" Feng Erma asked.

Wu Hen nodded gently: "Forcing Lao Cang to take out his bottom-up skills as soon as possible, and we will quickly resolve the battle."

"Don't worry, sect leader." Feng Erma said.

Then, through the secret technique of voice transmission, Chihu, who was hiding in the dark, took action.

"Dong!"

The earth suddenly trembled.

A strong man who was two meters tall and covered with red muscles appeared not far from Lao Cang.

His energy value is comparable to Lao Cang, but his personality is completely opposite.

As soon as he appeared, he started to curse: "Old guy, do you think you have a long life? You are whining around here and talking nonstop."

"Chihu, it's been a long time since I saw you. I thought you were going somewhere, but I didn't expect you to join the ranks of these rebellious young people." Lao Cang's words were a little regretful, as if he saw a dissatisfied junior.

"Don't talk to me in this tone. I've long been disgusted with you." Chihu refused to let go, "I only rely on my seniority and whine all day long, just like a sissy."

"It's so satisfying to scold!" Feng Erma's voice also sounded in the void, "Old, just as Senior Chihu said, stop whining, just do it."

"Swoosh!"

Although Chihu was huge, he was extremely fast. Before Lao Cang could react, he waved his fist and rushed forward directly.

"Go to die, old guy."

His fist was almost as big as Lao Cang's head.

In an instant, he arrived in front of Lao Cang.

Lao Cang seemed to move slowly, but in fact he was extremely fast. The crutch moved slightly, leaving a afterimage in the void, easily avoiding Chihu's attack.

Then he said calmly: "Chihu, although you are young and don't know the right and wrong, I still advise you not to do stupid things."

Chihu snorted coldly: "I have been bothering those who like to reason since I was a child. My neighbors used to like to reason, but he died. My master used to like to reason, and he died. Now, it's your turn."

While speaking, Chihu came to Lao Cang again, and waved his fists at the same time, launching a storm-like attack like a sandbag.

Lao Cang continued to choose to avoid his edge, but Chihu refused to let go and became braver the more he fought.

He beat and scolded: "The old guy is just a soft guy. He can only escape and dare not fight me head-on."

Lao Cang was not anxious or annoyed, and cleverly avoided every attack from Chihu.

Although the opponent had already swung thousands of punches, he was not affected at all.

Qin Hao on the other end of the phone looked at this scene and said, "This old man defeats hardness with softness, which is better."

Xiaoxue nodded and said, "Although Chihu is not weak, it consumes too much in the early stage. As long as Lao Cang can hold on for a while, he can take over the next time."

Indeed, one of these two people wanted to fight quickly, and the other wanted to fight a protracted battle.

It depends on who can bring the other person to his own rhythm.

After all, Chihu is a master and has experienced many battles, so he is not a fool.

It is very clear that Lao Cang is very good at this kind of consumption, and the longer the time is delayed, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

So he tried his best to force Lao Cang to take action, let him fall into his own rhythm, and quickly take away the entire battle.

"Old Cang, you really plan to live your life like this." Tsaihu mocked, "I heard that at that time, it was because you were too cowardly and too cautious that your daughter died under the enemy's hands."

Lao Cang smiled faintly: "You are becoming more and more like those ignorant children, and you like to inquire about some old and dirty things."

As top-notch people, most of them will block their own news in case their opponents know too much about their background and seize their own handle.

Lao Cang is no exception.

Many years ago he had begun to clear his past events, and he had already eliminated anyone who knew his background before he became famous.

Although he had been sitting down with some confusing things when he was young, he believed that no one knew the specific details anymore.

Chihu didn't know it very well, but he could hear it all. However, for him, knowing what is not important, the key is how it sounds unpleasant.

"Old thing, if you really don't care, you won't respond to me." Chihu sneered, "By the way, old thing, I haven't seen you look for a woman in so many years. What's the reason?"

Lao Cang smiled faintly: "Have you not found it for so many years?"
Chapter completed!