Hei Bodhisattva asked, but Xing Zhan did not even hear it.

With a twist of inner breath, the eight shadows behind him suddenly merged into one. With each shadow that fell onto him, his Inner Strength grew stronger. At the moment when the eight shadows completely fused with himself,

the power of his two palms had already reached its peak.

In an instant, he forced the Old Man to retreat continuously.

As the two moved, one before the other, Inner Strength blasted outwards in every direction, the booming sound of explosions ceaseless.

It was unfortunate for the third member of the Xing Family.

He just now cried out to make Xing Zhan take action, not just to get himself out of trouble.

He also hoped Hei Bodhisattva would focus on dealing with Xing Zhan and ignore him, giving him a chance to escape.

But he didn’t expect that when Xing Zhan made a move, it would be so earth-shattering.

This son of the second uncle, who always claimed he didn’t like martial arts...

That statement wasn’t wrong, he truly didn’t like martial arts.

But those two palms of his were far more formidable than any weapon.

Xing Ming never anticipated such an encounter, with the old and the young exchanging four palms. He was within the three-zhang range, and the Inner Strength unleashed by the two hit him, causing blood to gush from his mouth and nose.

At this moment, he fell beside the road, his life or death unknown.

And Xing Zhan pressed all the way against Hei Bodhisattva, retreating more than twenty zhang.

He finally pressured Hei Bodhisattva in front of a huge boulder.

With a bang!

As his back touched the boulder, it suddenly cracked open with a giant fissure spreading across the stone.

Hei Bodhisattva opened his mouth, blood flowing out:

"How formidable... your martial arts, I’m afraid, are already not below Xing Ru Hai’s.

"For the Xing Family’s third generation to have someone like you... truly... truly wonderful!!"

He suddenly lifted his head, blood in his mouth, and a layer of blood-red light appeared between his brows.

As his Inner Strength rotated around him, the boulder behind him completely shattered.

Xing Zhan was momentarily surprised, only feeling a surge of powerful Inner Strength, rushing at him like an ocean wave.

Just now, he had concentrated all his Inner Strength into one point, creating such a mighty force, but he didn’t expect Hei Bodhisattva to have such abundant Inner Strength.

Immediately, his body flew with the force, landing on the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

For the moment, he could no longer fight.

He then heard Hei Bodhisattva laugh loudly, his demeanor slightly arrogant:

"Xing Ru Hai is old and on the brink of death, killing him may relieve hatred, but the old man always feels something is missing.

"Only after seeing you do I understand.

"Revenge is not necessarily about making the other party die to consider it revenge.

"Causing him pain is what’s most important.

"The pain of losing vision is bearable, but decades of darkness is truly burning.

"Xing Ru Hai wants to establish a lasting family legacy.

"So I’ll make sure the Xing Family has no heroes in the future.

"This is a thousand times better than simply killing him.

"Boy... have a safe journey!"

As his words ended, black lights flickered from his sleeves, about to take Xing Zhan’s life.

But just at that moment, a figure suddenly blocked Xing Zhan.

Two hands danced, forming a Wind and Fire Wheel, and the sound of the wind roared. The black rays he struck were all blocked.

Hei Bodhisattva tilted his ear, not hearing Xing Zhan’s groans, and could not help but frown:

"Who is it?"

Then Zhen Xiaoxiao’s voice rang out:

"I told you, your hidden weapons are impressive, but they lack power..."

"Is it you?"

Hei Bodhisattva recognized the sound of Zhen Xiaoxiao immediately.

He smiled and suddenly shouted:

"Dear grandson, is this young lady pretty?"

"Like a sow, unbearably ugly!"

The young man shouted loudly from the pavilion.

Su Mo tilted his head, looking at the young man, thinking this was bullying the old man for being blind.

"Another one hideously ugly?"

Hei Bodhisattva frowned:

"I say child, are you perhaps deceiving me?"

"Grandfather, why would I deceive you?

"You are choosing a wife for me, I certainly can’t be careless.

"If you want to see an iron tree bloom, then I naturally go along with you."

"Mischievous imp, I’m so old, what could still bloom?"

Hei Bodhisattva shook his head:

"But as we went along, you said each one didn’t look good, each one looked ugly.

"If this goes on, when will you find a wife?

"When will you let me, your grandfather, hold a great-grandson?

"Beautiful women in the world may not be many, but they aren’t so rare as to be nonexistent.

"Therefore, grandpa thinks you must be lying to me."

The young man shook his head repeatedly, quickly recalling that the old man couldn’t see, and immediately said:

"I really didn’t lie to you, why don’t you believe me?"

Speaking this, feeling wronged, he almost cried.

Hei Bodhisattva laughed after hearing this:

"Alright, alright, you didn’t lie to me, fine!

"In that case, being so ugly, there’s no need to keep them, just kill them."

While speaking, he was about to act.

Zhen Xiaoxiao had long grown impatient.

This old man is so tedious, wanting to fight, then fight, why talk so much nonsense?

Delaying her lunch for no reason.

Seeing the old man about to act again, she immediately prepared to make a move.

But at that moment, the young man hurriedly shouted:

"Wait, wait, wait!!"

"What now?"

Hei Bodhisattva raised his head to ask.

The young man moved his lips, finally saying:

"Grandfather, didn’t you say?