The old man of Qingfeng left the Zhao family, no one knew where he went.

When the old man left, he didn't tell the Zhao family where he was going.

He has been flying westward from Fire City, and he is rushing along the way.

His degree of flight is very fast, flying at least a few hundred miles a day.

When he was tired, he stopped and rest. When he thirsty, drank a few sips of wine.

More than ten days later, he came to a mountain.

This mountain is called Yunwu Mountain.

Because it is called Yunwu Mountain, there are more clouds in the mountains.

The old man stood at the foot of the mountains and looked up, and the mountains were lingering.

This mountain is not as large as the green and yellow mountains, and there is no green and yellow mountain high, but there are thousands of miles in Fangyuan.

"I'm not late, isn't he here?"

The old man sat on the stone and said to himself.

But he was not in a hurry. There are few things that can make the elderly feel again and again.

The old man waited here for three days, and he kept sitting on the stone, because he entered a state of cultivation.

Until the morning of the fourth day, he opened his eyes slightly, because someone rushed in the distance.

Just now, I opened it at ten miles, and I came to the old man in a blink of an eye.

"Sorry, I'm late."

It was also an old man who came, but he was burly, and the upper person was suffocating.

However, he was facing the old man of the breeze. The old man looked at him and didn't speak. He picked up a jug to drink a bite.

They were sitting one by one, standing one, for a full hour, they did not speak or communicate.

"Prince Yin, do you want to take a sip?"

The old man finally spoke, and he asked Prince Yin to drink.

"As a prince, how can I drink your wine called Huazi? I suspect you dirty."

It seems that this is hurting, but the breeze is not angry. He still looks like a smile.

"You don't care about your body, you will drink you sooner or later."

In Prince Yin's words, it seems to reveal another concern.

"Aren't you always gone to die, isn't you the happiest person who is dead?" Isn't it you? "

The old man is a kind of joke, but he is also telling a fact.

"Yes, I hope you die many years ago. But if you really die, I will be sad, because I will be more lonely at that time."

Prince Yin's eyes are both excited and lonely.

At this time, his mood was complicated. This was a hurdle that he could not cross his life, although only a little bit.

"I can understand your mood, you have paid too much for your country, you have never lived for yourself in your life."

The old man of the breeze said is not slow, and his eyes are revealing respect.

"I want to change the rules."

"How do you want to change the rules?" The eyes of the old man in Qingfeng revealed the dignity.

"We are all old, there are no more ten years, I don't want to leave too much regret in this life. What about we changed five years in the future?"

After Prince Yin finished speaking, he looked at the old man with expectations.

The old man did not answer him immediately. He stood up, carried his hands, and stared at the mountain in front of him.

"Okay, I promise you. I don't promise you, you will not give up, right?"

"Well, what you said is right. We are all old, our contracts must be observed, but we also need to break."

"Okay, then set it like this. Do you think it starts now, or start after a day of rest?"

The old man of Qingfeng looked at Prince Yin and asked with a smile.

"You are an opponent worthy of respect. Since you consider that I have traveled a long distance and want me to rest for a day, then I will do as you wish and we will fight again one day later."

Prince Yin showed a smile on his face.

"In that case, then you can have a drink with me."

Like a magic trick, old man Qingfeng took out a wine gourd from his body and threw it to Prince Yin.

The two old men chatted while drinking, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

All day and night, they kept drinking and communicating.

From time to time there will be bursts of hearty laughter.

One day and one night passed, and the two of them threw away the wine bottles in their hands.

The sun has risen and the sunlight is shining on the earth.

"Can we start now?"

"Okay, let's start now."

The two people stood up at the same time, with only twenty meters between them.

They stared at each other, with both desire and caution in their eyes.

"Come and give me a slap."

Prince Yin quickly felt refreshed, and slapped Old Man Qingfeng with his cattail leaf-like palms.

Although this is not his strongest palm, it is still terrifying.

"Well done."

Old Man Qingfeng did not look down upon him, he cheered up and rushed forward to meet him.

"Papa"

There were two loud noises and flying sand and rocks.

They each flew backwards a hundred meters.

"Come, let's fight again."

Before Prince Yin finished speaking, he rose into the air and slapped Old Man Qingfeng with his palms.

The old man did not hesitate at all. He also jumped into the air, raised his palms and patted Prince Yin.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah"

"Puffy Puffy"

"Pah, pah, pah, pah"

Loud noises were heard, deafening.

They attacked each other with countless palms and punches in the air, and then quickly turned backwards.

They retreated two hundred meters before landing on the ground.

The moment they landed, their bodies shook.

At this time, dust was flying for several miles around, and the dust blocked their sight.

"Old friend Qingfeng, I didn't expect that you would have another adventure and improve so much in the past ten years."

Prince Yin's eyes showed admiration.

Isn't it possible that the old man Qingfeng was filled with emotions?

I was lucky enough to take the fairy fruit, and my cultivation improved a lot, but now I am just on a tie with him.

At this time, the sky here seemed a little gray, blocking the sunlight.

Dust was still flying in the air and falling on them. They held their breath and stood there quietly.

"Take a few more punches from me."

Prince Yin raised his fists and rushed towards the old man again. With his vigorous steps and the speed of the wind, no one could have imagined that he was already an old man over a hundred years old.

"Well done."

Old Man Qingfeng rushed forward to meet him like an arrow off the string.

"Puffy Puffy"

Their fists hit each other hard again.

This time, they kept attacking at an altitude of 200 meters, and no one wanted to stop.

A strong wind blew up, and the sky became dark.
To be continued...