I have a city in another world

Chapter 5383 The ancestor from 600 years ago!
But in the blink of an eye, the battle was over.

Looking at the middle-aged man trampled on the grass, a group of villagers were shocked, and some subconsciously rubbed their eyes.

"how can that be!"

One villager exclaimed in amazement and expressed everyone's inner thoughts. They really couldn't believe that a middle-aged man could defeat so lightly.

As one of the strongest masters in the village, he was suppressed by the men in black robes as soon as he made a move, without even a chance to fight back.

The result of such a battle was completely beyond expectations.

Many villagers could tell that the black-robed man was also using the Tiger Fist, and his cultivation had reached the peak.

The middle-aged man used Tiger Fist in front of him, just like a child fighting a strong man, the two sides are not at the same level at all.

Therefore, as soon as they fought, they were instantly suppressed, without the slightest resistance.

Some villagers wanted to help, but fearing the strength of the black-robed man, they finally chose to wait and see.

The black-robed man who won the competition did not kill the killer, and the villagers had no reason to do so.

If you don't follow the rules and anger the other party, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Who is your Excellency, and how is it related to the ancestors of our clan?"

The middle-aged man who was defeated by one move was not angry or ashamed, but full of expectation.

According to his understanding, those who practice Tiger Boxing are all from their own family, this is the rule left by the ancestors.

The man in black in front of him must be related to his ancestors.

"I am your ancestor!"

The black-robed man put his hands behind his back and said in a cold tone.

"You old guy, why are you swearing!"

The villagers nearby heard this and immediately said angrily, feeling insulted.

Seeing this, the old man in black snorted coldly: "I didn't insult you, old man Cao Zhenbang, he was the Great General of the Imperial Guard in the past. I don't know if you have heard of this name?"

When the young people in the village heard the words, they were immediately confused, unable to understand what the black-robed old man was talking about.

On the other hand, those old people who are very old are thoughtful at this moment, obviously recalling where they heard this name.

Soon there was an old man whose body trembled violently and looked at the man in black with astonishment.

"I remembered, the name you mentioned is on the register left by our ancestors.

Chuan Wu Great General, Cao Zhenbang, innate realm! "

When the old man said this, his eyes widened and he shouted in an incredible tone: "But the records on that book of names are all from more than 600 years ago. Are you from more than 600 years ago!"

Everyone shook their heads secretly after hearing this.

Even if he is a strong martial artist, he can only live up to 190 years after practicing health-preserving skills.

It is simply impossible to live more than 600 years and possess such powerful martial arts.

If there is such an existence, it is absolutely impossible to be human again.

Hearing this, the man in black continued to say in a cold voice: "This old man is not a person who has lived for more than 600 years, but a ghost who is more than 600 years old. Now you know it!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked again.

An old ghost who is more than 600 years old is more shocking than an old man who has lived for more than 600 years.

Human beings can be seen everywhere, but ghosts exist in legends, which makes people feel fear and curiosity.

Everyone in the world says that there is reincarnation, but no one sees it. Worshiping gods and Buddhas all day long, suspicious of ghosts, who has actually seen ghosts and gods?

On the contrary, the old people in the village, a group of dying people, look forward to the existence of ghosts and gods even more.

The middle-aged man got up from the ground and said in an unnatural tone: "Your Excellency is joking, trying to make us happy."

"I'm telling the truth, believe it or not, it's up to you."

When the man in black robe said this, he stood with his hands behind his hands, assuming the posture of a master.

A group of villagers looked at each other with blank expressions, not knowing what to do.

The man in black robe is powerful, no one is his opponent, and it is impossible to drive him away.

They still resented things like testing, for fear that there would be some tricks.

Warriors have always made promises, and they pay attention to a person who is willing to gamble and admit defeat. If he turns his face and refuses to accept his account, it will definitely be ridiculed if it is spread.

If the black-robed people retaliated against the villagers because of this, outsiders would think it was justified.

After all, this incident was caused by the villagers playing tricks first, and they deserved the revenge.

If you don't get sympathy when you are alive, you will be poked in the back after you die.

This incident became more and more troublesome, alarming a group of old people in the village. They came out of their homes one after another and quickly gathered in the center of the village.

It is impossible for them to sit idly by when such a big thing happened.

Not to mention that there are people in black robes who claim to be their ancestors and master the Tiger Fist of the Grandmaster realm.

Soon this group of old men came to the black-robed man.

They carried some things, which were passed on hundreds of years ago, and they were all relics of those ancestors.

Take out these things just to confront the man in black to see if what he said is true or not.

If the man in black is lying, he can easily expose it.

Seeing these items, the man in black nodded slightly, and said in a slightly emotional tone: "You descendants, you still have some conscience, and you can properly preserve the things of your ancestors.

I know what you think, see if I recognize these things, for the sake of your ancestors, I will prove myself again. "

When the Heipao man said this, he pointed to the items and identified them one by one.

"This is the ID card of the Royal Guard. It has the name and position on it. It uses a ciphertext that cannot be recognized by outsiders at all."

"This is one of the equipment used by the guards. It can release a ten-meter-long thin wire. This wire is extremely flexible and can cut gold and iron if it is filled with internal strength."

"This is a captain's seal, forged from several metals, not only for identification, but also for opening some special mechanisms.

If a counterfeit product is used, not only will it not be possible to open the mechanism, but it will also suffer backlash and lose your life. "

Following the narration of the man in black, the bodies of a group of old men began to tremble, with shock and awe in their eyes.

They now believed that the man in black was the chief of their ancestors, otherwise it would be impossible to recognize these things.

"The younger generation is unworthy of the descendants, let's meet the ancestors together!"

A group of old men in their seventies and eighties knelt down on the ground without hesitation, and bowed to the black-robed man in front of them.

The etiquette they used was exactly the way the royal guard saluted back then, and was used to meet high-ranking officials.

Although hundreds of years have passed, everything that year has disappeared, and the dynasty and the royal guard have become history.

But in the village, many things have been handed down, including various etiquettes.

"Very good, very good!"

The man in black nodded, his originally indifferent attitude finally softened a little.

"I came here this time to give you a great opportunity, so that you can get a chance to step into the extraordinary."

Once the identity is recognized, the right to speak will be greatly enhanced, and the man in black will naturally take the opportunity to express his intention.

He did not deceive the villagers. He was originally an old ghost in the mausoleum. As the most loyal subordinate, he was buried in the mausoleum with the emperor.

But that emperor has long since disappeared.

He is now a member of the Sleepers, a servant of the dream beast, and has received great benefits.

Therefore, when doing things, he is also very serious, just to get better development.

I look forward to becoming a real ghost fairy one day.

Under the narration of the man in black, the villagers came into contact with a whole new world, and the powerful and extraordinary power made people yearn and obsess.

But some villagers still have doubts about this, thinking that the description of the man in black is too incredible.

The man in black could see clearly, and snorted again, and then his body floated out of thin air.

This extraordinary method alone is enough to prove that what was said before is true.

When the villagers were shocked, the man in black waved his hand again, and the whole village was instantly darkened.

"Wind!"

The wind is coming.

"Rain!"

The rain is misty.

Call the wind and rain, do whatever you want.

Seeing this scene, the villagers were shocked and bowed to the man in black one after another.

(End of this chapter)