I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

Zhao Xuanling couldn't help but stop when he looked at the old man at the door. There was no doubt that this old man must be waiting for him here.

Ma Yuanmali looked at Zhao Xuanling who stopped and asked curiously:

"What's wrong, Taoist priest?"

Zhao Xuanling did not answer, but fixed his gaze firmly on the old man.

Although he is not afraid of anything, both brothers Ma Yuan and Mali are injured now. If a fight breaks out, it may affect both of them.

The two brothers, Ma Yuan and Mali, followed Zhao Xuanling's gaze and frowned slightly when they saw the old man.

Although they didn't know who this old man was or what his strength was, it was not difficult to tell from Zhao Xuanling's cautious look that this old man must be a master of the Law Enforcement Hall.

So the two of them stopped talking and waited for Zhao Xuanling to speak.

"what--"

At this moment, the old man at the door suddenly stood up, yawned, stretched hard, and then put the security guard's hat on his head.

After taking away the hat, Zhao Xuanling and others could see the old man's appearance clearly.

The old man looked to be around sixty or seventy years old. His face was covered with wrinkles, and the stubble on his mouth was almost white.

Although the appearance and body shape are all that of an old man, only the eyes are different.

The eyes of an ordinary old man at this age are either dull or slightly cloudy, but this old man's eyes are as sharp as an eagle. When he glanced at Zhao Xuanling and others, his eyes flashed, as if he could see through their souls. .

"Little Taoist priest, after all these years, you are the first one who dares to break into the law enforcement hall. How brave you are."

The old man looked at Zhao Xuanling and spoke first.

Although the old man had a smile on his face, his tone contained murderous intent.

Zhao Xuanling looked at the old man hiding a knife in his smile and said calmly:

"My friend is innocent, so it's natural for me to come to his rescue."

"Guilty or innocence is not something you can say."

"Humph, in that case, it's not up to you to decide whether you are guilty or not!"

Zhao Xuanling didn't hesitate at all when facing the old man's aggressive words, and directly spoke back.

"Ha ha…"

The old man laughed and said:

"The little Taoist priest is not old, and his temper is still young. I know you are quite capable, but you are no match for me. It's too late to admit your mistake now."

"Hmph, it's so ridiculous. I really don't know who gave you the confidence."

Zhao Xuanling sneered, and with a thought, the Longquan Sword flew out instantly and floated to his chest.

"You two go first, I'll come right after."

With that said, Zhao Xuanling let go of Ma Yuanmali's arm and pushed the two of them forward slightly.

"Want to leave? After entering my law enforcement hall, who can leave without my consent, Mr. Qin?"

"Mr. Qin? Are you Qin Haitang?!"

Ma Yuan couldn't help but exclaimed after hearing the old man's words.

The old man glanced at Ma Yuan and said:

"Yes, I am Qin Haitang. Since you have heard my name, why don't you just go ahead and capture me?"

"Qin Haitang? Who is it? Is he famous?"

Zhao Xuanling listened to the conversation between the two and looked at the shocked expressions of the two brothers Ma Yuan and Mali, and couldn't help but wonder.

"What the Taoist Master doesn't know is that there are three leaders in this Law Enforcement Hall. All of them possess unique skills and are mysterious. It is said that they are the strongest men closest to the heaven level in strength. Qin Haitang is one of them."

Ma Yuan explained to Zhao Xuanling in a low voice:

"I really didn't expect that he would be at the Law Enforcement Hall in Qingshui City. What should I do..."

At this time, small beads of sweat appeared on Ma Yuan's head.

Zhao Xuanling nodded when he heard this.

"Is it close to heaven level?"

It was indeed quite strong, but not enough for Zhao Xuanling to take him seriously.

"It seems you know a lot, how about it? Since you all know who I am, do you still need me to do it myself?"

The old man said a little arrogantly when he heard the conversation between Ma Yuan and Zhao Xuanling.

"Hmph! So what about the heavenly level? It's still not enough in my eyes, not to mention it's just a level nearing the heavenly level."

Zhao Xuanling was a little disdainful when he heard this, and finally said to Ma Yuanmali:

"You guys go back to your residence and wait for me. I'll be back in a moment."

Facing Zhao Xuanling's unquestionable tone, the two brothers Ma Yuan and Mali looked at each other and nodded:

"Taoist Master, please be careful."

Although they wanted to stay and help, they knew their physical condition very well now, and staying would only hinder Zhao Xuanling.

And if the two of them were not here, Zhao Xuanling would have no scruples. Even if he was defeated, he would still be able to run away.

Thinking of this, Ma Yuan and Mali walked toward the door.

"Today's young people are really arrogant. Have they turned a deaf ear to what I said? I said that no one can get out of this door without my consent today!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man disappeared on the spot. An afterimage flashed by, and the old man was seen rushing straight towards Ma Yuan and Mali.

The old man suddenly raised his fist, and suddenly the veins on his arm popped out, and an extremely strong fist hit Ma Yuan and Ma Li.

Faced with such a fierce offensive, let alone Ma Yuan and Ma Li, they were injured now. Even if they were not, the two of them had no confidence to receive this punch.

"boom!"

Just when the old man's fist was about to hit the two brothers Ma Yuan and Mali, they felt a black shadow flash before their eyes, followed by a roar.

Ma Yuan and Ma Li took a closer look and found that the person who blocked the blow for them was none other than Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling was seen holding the sword across his chest with one hand, and the old man's fist was firmly resting on the blade of Longquan Sword.

"Huh...it's interesting."

The old man retracted his fist and looked at Zhao Xuanling who received his punch with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"Come on."

Zhao Xuanling didn't look back and said to Ma Yuanmali behind him.

Ma Yuan and Ma Li didn't dare to stay here after hearing this, and hurried out the door.

This time the old man didn't stop him. All his thoughts were focused on Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling looked at the two people leaving, and then he felt relieved. He took back the Longquan Sword and looked at the old man in front of him who was half a head shorter than himself and said:

"Old man, your opponent is me. But for the sake of letting my friend go out, I can be gentler on you."

"Haha... It doesn't matter. It's not too late to catch them two after you're done. But you'd better not disappoint me and don't die too soon."

The old man laughed and said.

"Don't worry, I won't be able to die even if you die. Aren't you just cultivating a golden bell and an iron shirt? What's so great about it?"

Zhao Xuanling shrugged.

"Oh? Did you see it?"

The old man was a little surprised that Zhao Xuanling saw that he was practicing a golden bell.

"Of course I can see it. The Longquan sword is extremely sharp and can cut iron like mud. Your fist hit the blade but was not cut off directly. Isn't this enough to explain? Besides, the fierce fist strength can only be cultivated. Only people with golden bells can fight."

Zhao Xuanling had actually discovered it when the two were fighting.

Although Zhao Xuanling is not old, he has read a lot of ancient and modern books, which is not a problem for him.

"Haha, boy, you have good eyesight. In this case, do you still have the guts to fight me?"

Hearing Zhao Xuanling praise himself, the wrinkles on the old man's beautiful face wrinkled.

"Why don't you dare? It's just a golden bell. In my eyes, it's just a life-saving means practiced by incompetent people."

Zhao Xuanling smiled and said what he was thinking without any modification.