Before I could speak, Shi Cundao said loudly: "This is my Shijia Wuro. Brother Wei hasn't seen him yet?"

Wei Wuji blurted out and said, "Is it the waste who cannot cultivate sword energy?"

Shi Cundao smiled unanimously: "The word "waste" is returned as it is. It is always my most incompetent grandson. However, it is not too insulting that he can rescue people under Brother Wei." Shi Cundao kept glanced at me with his eyes, intending to ask. Obviously, he didn't think about it right, but just saw me making trouble around this powerful enemy, hoping that the enemy's team would be disrupted from this moment.

Wei Wuji naturally didn't believe Shi Cundao's words. Not only did he not believe it, but he also felt relieved: "Wei studied martial arts all his life, but he was not good at using strange skills and tricks." At first I didn't understand what this meant, but after thinking for a long time, I understood - the hostage took off his hands and didn't think about the sword energy at all. When I heard that it was me, I became more sure that I just used some "super tricks and tricks", such as invisible silk threads such as Tiansan Silk.

Despite this, Wei Wuji felt dull and said on the pretext: "Who will meet Marshal Shi again?" While secretly increasing his vigilance, his eyes stared at my cuffs and kept looking at me.

The old man in red robe next to Wei Wuji said in a deep voice: "Gangmaster, how can I go?"

Wei Wuji nodded and said, "Then I'll have to ask the master of the Red Hall. How sure are you in this battle?"

The Red Altar Master looked at Shi Cundao and said lightly: "I dare not say 10% of the time, but 90% of them are still there. Otherwise, wouldn't I let down the Qing Altar Master's previous hard work?" He smiled gloomyly, "It's just that the 100,000 taels of silver promised by the gang leader will be cheaper."

Wei Wuji also smiled and said, "The silver will belong to you, but it's enough to interrupt his hands and feet. I still keep this person useful. In the front, you want him to die happily under your Lei Yun's hands. I won't give one or two taels of silver!"

"As for order!" After the Red Altar Master said that, he jumped down from the wall. As his feet touched the ground, a dull sound of "bang" was heard out of thin air in the back garden. Everyone felt the earth tremble slightly, like a rolling thunder was blowing under the ground. The row of soldiers closest to him was unstable, and several were shaken to the point of being tilted.

Seeing that he was so powerful, Shi Cundao said horrifiedly: "What a domineering sword energy!"

The Red Altar Master said proudly: "I saw that Marshal Shi was known for his ferocity just now. How about we face 10 palms first?"

Shi Cundao stroked his beard and said, "What's the difference between such a rude fight and a reckless man? I'd rather learn your master's tricks." The old man was not stupid. After a striking battle, he had less than 20% of his physical strength. Seeing that the Red Altar Master was also taking a strong path, he would definitely suffer a loss when fighting hard, so he planned to use the Qing Altar Master to deal with him to deal with the Red Altar Master. What I didn't expect was that he could not be squeezed by the other party. He was a cunning and cunning person. Only when he lived this way could he understand...

The Red Altar Master said expressionlessly: "If you want to win quickly, you are wrongly planning. My light skills are not worse than the Qing Altar Master."

Shi Cundao smiled and said, "Then I want to see it, please!"

The Red Altar Master circled his hands in a circle on his chest, as if he was holding a big tree without any rushingness and said, "Please!"

I was so angry that I stood among the two old men, and said with my hips: "I said do you still have me in your eyes?"
Chapter completed!