Rural Shennong

Just when the Wei family was in a mess, the ground inside the depression had long been blown into chaos by the force of the vertical and horizontal forces.

The swirling mud mixed with the rainwater turned the depression into a muddy swamp.

"Boom boom boom!"

After three explosions, mud was blasted into the sky.

Before the mud fell, a figure in a state of embarrassment rushed out, carrying a large amount of blood, and disappeared at the edge of the depression after a few ups and downs.

"Crash!"

The mud falls, and the rain clears.

A fire dragon rushed over from Weijiazhuang.

The depression seemed to have been plowed by artillery fire, and there were marks of potholes everywhere.

Wei Manting gasped, and ran to Wei Hongye holding a torch: "Father, who came just now?"

Wei Hongye said calmly: "It's Zuo Bingxiu!"

There was still a faint smell of blood in the air, and Wei Manting breathed a sigh of relief: "Father, your sword is not old, and Zuo still wants to sneak attack. He has suffered a big loss this time, right?"

Wei Hongye looked a little lonely: "He is better than me!"

After speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"No, something happened to the old man!"

"Quickly, quickly, take the old man to the village!"

Half an hour later, Yang Derong, who was drinking tea with Yang Hanye, suddenly received a call, and his face changed drastically: "What? Master Zuo is injured?"

At the same time, Chen Ping also received a call from Bao Chong: "Chen Ping, I'll send you an address, and you should come over immediately, something happened to my master."

With a heavy expression, Chen Ping immediately turned on the navigation and drove to Weijiazhuang.

In the Wei family mansion, the hall is full of gloomy clouds.

More than a dozen men, women and children all looked nervously at the old man sitting at the top.

Wei Hongye just woke up after taking the precious wound medicine.

If it was someone who had seen Wei Hongye a few days ago, he would not be able to believe his own eyes.

Regardless of Wei Hongye's nearly sixty years of age, he is a martial arts master with profound martial arts cultivation. On the surface, he looks like a middle-aged man in his 40s.

At this moment, his originally black hair became mottled and gray, and his originally rosy face also became pale as paper.

"I'm not dead yet, what are you all worried about?"

"I only defeated one game, but Zuo Bingxiu is also having a hard time."

"Even if he helped the Yang family win the underground group arena this year, would he still dare to come to our Wei family to find fault?"

Wei Hongye's voice still sounded loud.

But what the Wei family lacked most were martial arts masters, and many people could tell that Wei Hongye was short of Qi.

Wei Manting cupped his hands and said: "Father, if he dares to come, even if the boy and his senior brothers risk their lives, we must let him lie down!"

Wei Hongye stroked his blood-stained beard and smiled, "That's right! We are afraid that he is a grandma, so if we can't fight alone, we will beat him up in groups."

As the leader of the Lingnan martial arts world, Wei Hongye is the idol of many people in the martial arts world.

If outsiders heard Wei Hongye's remarks, they would definitely be stunned.

Isn't this an old rascal?

But everyone in Wei's family knew what kind of temper Wei Hongye had, and they had long been used to it.

On the other side, in the Yang family's mansion in Zaoxiang Mountain, Zuo Bingxiu, who had just returned, had a livid face: "This old bastard, he wants to die, and he wants to drag me to be buried with him!"

In the duel in the lowlands, Zuo Bingxiu's cultivation skills were even better, and he was fully capable of abolishing Wei Hongye.

But he is not as old as Wei Hongye, and his fighting experience and life experience are not as good as Wei Hongye's.

In the end, Wei Hongye saw that the situation was not good, risked his life, and scared Zuo Bingxiu away.

Given Wei Hongye's age, it would be very difficult for him to reach the peak of a martial arts master in his lifetime.

But Zuo Bingxiu is still very young, he has a chance to challenge the martial arts master, he doesn't want to die with Wei Hongye.

Now that Zuo Bingxiu came back to his senses, he realized that he had been fooled by Wei Hongye, who was at the end of his strength at that time.

Thinking of this, Zuo Bingxiu was ashamed and angry, the blood in his chest surged, he coughed suddenly, and a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Yang Hanye turned pale with shock: "Master Zuo, you...are you seriously injured?"

Yang Derong frowned slightly: "Why are you so surprised?"

How could Zuo Bingxiu not know what Yang Hanye meant, he said coldly: "Don't worry, my injury is not serious, I will recover after a few days of recuperation, and I won't delay the underground boxing match."

"That old thing Wei Hongye was hurt more than me."

"In Lingnan Province, as long as those old men don't come out, I will be invincible. This time we will win."

Yang Derong knew how to measure, so he didn't comment on Wei Hongye.

He smiled and said: "Master Zuo, when I take the position of president, I will recommend you to be the president of the Lingnan Martial Arts Association."

Zuo Bingxiu said indifferently: "That's unnecessary, I'm not interested in being the president of any martial arts association."

"As long as your Yang family provides me with enough cultivation resources in the future."

The Yang family is not very clear about some unspoken rules in the martial arts world, but Zuo Bingxiu is a Qinger.

The presidents and vice-presidents of the Martial Arts Association are all guys who have no hope of entering martial arts and turn to seek secular power.

Martial artists who really hope to go further in the martial arts are simply too lazy to take care of the mundane world.

If it is judged according to the ranking of cultivation bases, then Wei Hongye would have become the president of the Lingnan Martial Arts Association many years ago.

Since Zuo Bingxiu didn't pursue this, Yang Derong couldn't force it.

He laughed and said: "Master Zuo is dedicated to seeking the Tao, so I naturally support you. The stronger you are, the more support you will have for our Yang family."

Yang Hanye took a step forward and asked in a low voice: "Master Zuo, how bad is that old Wei Hongye injured? How long can he live?"

Zuo Bingxiu turned his head violently, his eyes were as sharp as a blade.

The powerful aura of the martial arts master instantly enveloped Yang Hanye, almost freezing his blood.

In an instant, a layer of cold sweat oozed from Yang Hanye's forehead, and he collapsed to the ground as soon as his legs softened.

Zuo Bingxiu said indifferently: "No matter how bad Wei Hongye is, he is still a master of martial arts. You, a mortal waste who doesn't practice martial arts, are you disrespectful to him?"

Yang Hanye's heart almost stopped suddenly, his blue lips were trembling, and he couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy.

Seeing this, Yang Derong quickly waved his hands and said: "Master Zuo calm down! Children are not sensible, so don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Zuo Bingxiu snorted coldly, withdrew his momentum, stood up and said, "Wei Hongye still won't die, but his martial arts cultivation has already been crippled by half."

"As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke the Wei family, the Wei family will no longer pose any threat to your Yang family."

"I'm going to practice and recuperate, don't bother me if I'm fine!"

After Zuo Bingxiu left, Yang Hanye was helped up by Yang Derong.

Yang Hanye's fists were clenched with blood, and he said through gritted teeth, "The surname Zuo is an unfamiliar dog!"

"If it wasn't for our Yang family to enshrine him, would he be where he is today?"

Yang Derong patted Yang Hanye's shoulder: "Son, even if he is a dog, he is also a good-looking vicious dog."

"It doesn't make sense to reason with a dog. As long as we give him enough bones, we can let him out to bite people."

"It's unnecessary to get angry with him!"

Yang Hanye nodded: "Dad, I know!"

He said so in his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart.

Zuo Bingxiu, wait for me, sooner or later, I will let you crawl under my feet, and call me master obediently!