Godly Farmer

0He was breathing heavily. Just now, Zhou Wen even felt that he was moving, and his eyes were filled with gratitude. Zhou Wen felt that his back was drenched once again.    0

    

This feeling of lingering on the edge of life and death was not pleasant. It was the intertwining torture of despair and fear. If possible, who would wish for him to reach this step?    

    

Guifeng stood quietly beside him in white clothes. He looked at the middle-aged refined man with a calm face and did not say anything.    

    

"You ruined my good thing again. Do you think I really can't do anything to you?" The middle-aged man said with a gloomy expression.    

    

Guifeng smiled and said lightly, "You can't catch up to me."    

    

"You!"    

    

The middle-aged scholarly man was furious. He had been here a few times. But every time, he would return in defeat. The reason was that he could not catch this man who was so fast that he could not believe it. Although he was not afraid of his opponent's attack, it was not a good feeling to be cautious with every step he took to prevent a sneak attack.    

    

"Even if you can protect yourself, I can't do anything to you. But if I'm not wrong, your mission is probably to protect the ordinary people here. What if I kill them all?! " The middle-aged man sneered and threatened.    

    

If it was the last time, Guifeng would have been worried and cautious. However, this time, things had changed completely. Although he couldn't see Zhang Xiaoloong, he knew that Zhang Xiaoloong must be here.    

    

As long as Zhang Xiaoloong was here, who could hurt him in front of him?    

    

"You are an ancient martial arts expert. Don't you want to violate the agreement and be wanted by all the ancient martial arts experts?" Guifeng asked calmly.    

    

The middle-aged scholarly man naturally knew what Guifeng was talking about, but he said disdainfully, "The agreement you talked about was a few hundred years ago. Moreover, do you think that such an agreement can restrain someone like me?"    

    

Guifeng shook his head and said indifferently, "If you want to do it, no one can stop you. But don't forget that the Wolf Fang still exists!"    

    

The middle-aged man sneered and said sarcastically, "The Wolf Fang is just an organization. How can he suppress the entire Traditional Martial World?"    

    

Guifeng smiled and said calmly, "You can't represent the Traditional Martial World."    

    

Hearing Guifeng's words, the middle-aged man was infuriated. It seemed that Guifeng's words had touched the wound in his heart. Without wasting any time, he waved his right hand and a thin thread shot towards Guifeng.    

    

This was a thin line made of ice. It glittered under the sunlight, but experts like Guifeng and Zhou Wen naturally knew the terrifying Internal Strength contained in it.    

    

A gust of wind appeared in Zhou Wen's ears. Then, Zhou Wen and Guifeng disappeared from where they stood. The thin line extended all the way until it hit the big tree outside the school wall. With a cracking sound, the big tree fell down. It was actually cut in half by a thin thread!    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

Elder Lin's eyes were filled with shock and excitement. He looked at the big tree that was lying on the ground in the distance with fanatical eyes. He was a little envious.    

    

This kind of strength was the realm that every ancient martial artist pursued. However, due to talent and resources, there were very few experts in this realm. Thus, cultivators like the middle-aged scholarly man were able to receive everyone's respect.    

    

Even in Elder Lin's sect, the status of this refined man was far higher than his. Therefore, no matter where he went, Elder Lin had lost his past pride. He had become a small figure at his beck and call.    

    

The middle-aged scholarly man's face was full of gloominess and anger, just like before. Although he was extremely powerful, he couldn't catch the trajectory of Guifeng's movement. What shocked him even more was that when Guifeng was carrying someone with him... This caused his evaluation of Guifeng to rise to another level.    

    

It wasn't that he had never seen someone who was fast, but he had never seen a man like Guifeng who seemed to be able to control the wind. This had nothing to do with strength, it was purely his understanding of the wind.    

    

He was sure that a genius like Guifeng must be a natural-born assassin. No matter where he went, he would become someone that others would try to recruit.    

    

Therefore, he was even more curious about the power behind Guifeng. If it wasn't for the fact that they had to do this, he wouldn't have bothered such a mysterious school.    

    

The middle-aged scholarly man narrowed his eyes. His ears moved, and then his body quickly turned. With a wave of his sleeve, the water in the sky vibrated, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it started to turn from water to ice crystals.    

    

The lethality of this ice crystal was extremely terrifying. Even if it was an opponent at the same level as him, he might not be able to withstand it. More importantly, he was going all out at this moment!    

    

He scanned his surroundings. Although the middle-aged man did not seem to be deliberately doing this, he knew how nervous he was right now. If his judgment was correct, Guifeng clearly wanted to sneak attack him.    

    

However, those ice crystals disappeared in the horizon and did not hit anyone.    

    

His expression became even darker. The middle-aged scholarly man's hand trembled slightly, and his heart was filled with shame and anger. He knew very well that the other party was just teasing him.    

    

However, ever since he broke through to this realm, no one dared to treat him like this. Even those in the past had to pay the price.    

    

He seemed to have returned to the miserable and lowly days of the past, so countless emotions surfaced in his heart.    

    

"Don't tell me that you only know how to hide? Do you dare to come out and fight me fair and square?" The middle-aged man shouted in a deep voice.    

    

However, after he finished speaking, his face turned slightly red. Because with his status, it was impossible for him to say such words. More importantly, he was very clear that speed was also a person's strength. Isn't it a bit shameless for him to say such words...    

    

However, he could not care about that now. He did not believe that under such goading, there was still someone who could tolerate it, especially experts with great skills and guts.    

    

His ears twitched slightly. The middle-aged scholarly man suddenly saw a slight sound of wind ten feet away from his right.    

    

There was a trace of excitement and a cold smile in the depths of his eyes. One of the middle-aged man's lowered fingers was slightly raised. What no one saw was that there was a crystal silently appearing there.    

    

In the next moment, when the movement disappeared again, the middle-aged scholarly man flicked his finger and the ice crystal shot out like a hidden weapon!    

    

However, just as he was mocking him, his smile froze on his face. Then, the middle-aged refined man suddenly turned around, and a cold light flashed in his eyes!    

    

It was not the light in his eyes, but the light from a sword!