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Ye Cheng looked at the old man confidently.

"Don't worry, I don't think much of these small fries!"

Ye Cheng revealed a look of contempt. After gently pushing the old man away, he looked towards Lee Biao and twisted his neck.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't be so troublesome!" I hate people who act cool. Let's see how I will beat you up! "

Lee Biao shouted as he punched out towards Ye Cheng. A ray of golden qi barrier struck Ye Cheng, causing the air in the area to tremble, as it headed straight for Ye Cheng.

He had an endless sneer on his face. This trash who dared to offend him must die today!

The old man at the side could not help but cover his eyes. Ye Cheng would definitely not be able to block this attack, but it was a pity that this young man was about to die right after being alive!

Ye Cheng looked at this fist aura. If I really got hit by it, even if I had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough to kill me.

But although this move was powerful, the fist technique was too shallow. Just from this one strike, Ye Cheng was confident that he had 127 ways to dodge it.

Ye Cheng rolled to the side, barely dodging the fist aura. He stomped hard on the ground before he rushed towards Lee Biao like an arrow that had just left its bow.

As he approached Lee Biao, Ye Cheng arched his feet and his elbow smashed onto Lee Biao's chest like a heavy hammer.

"Crack!"

"Pfft!"

With the sound of bones breaking, Lee Biao spat out a large mouthful of blood, and under the power of this last attack, his entire body flew backwards, heavily smashing under the feet of his subordinates.

All the ribs on his chest had been broken, and fresh blood mixed with sharp bone stubble had been gouged out from his tattered clothes.

"Returning to its original state!"

Looking at the might of Ye Cheng's strike, the old man could not help but exclaim in surprise. If this man had not spent his entire life researching body techniques, he would not have reached this level!

"Rough!" How crude! The realm is so scary, why are your moves so shallow, like kids fighting! "

Ye Cheng strode with exaggerated steps, carrying disdain and ridicule, towards the dying Lee Biao.

"No no, that's impossible, how could you injure Senior Brother Lee Biao!"

"You are just an ordinary person! How could he possibly injure Senior Brother Lee Biao, who is at the middle stage of the Body Tempering realm!? "

The four of them looked at the Lee Biao at their feet and retreated backwards. However, their legs were no longer under their control, and they fell to their knees together. Their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Ye Cheng.

Right now, not to mention his own legs, they felt as if their world had collapsed. Even with Lee Biao's strength, they were unable to determine whether he was dead or alive from a single blow from this piece of trash.

Then, he thought about how they usually followed Lee Biao and bullied the little madman. If the little madman were to settle the score at this time, the rest of them would definitely be in a worse state than the Lee Biao!

The four of them could not help but look at each other and shuddered. Their waists were trembling, as if some liquid was flowing out.

The tall, short, fat and skinny watched as the Ye Cheng walked over step by step. His filthy Daoist robes could not cover his tall and big body.

"What, what is this skill? A cultivation technique?" You must have learnt some sort of unorthodox method! "

"This is Military Boxing!" "It's me... the heck!"

Halfway through Ye Cheng's words, a fishy stench suddenly drifted over.

He looked down and saw that they had already produced a large puddle of liquid. He immediately jumped to the side and cursed, "What the f * ck! How dirty!"

The four of them also realized that they had lost control. They were embarrassed and angry, but they did not dare to get up! Who knew if she would end up in the same fate as the Lee Biao.

Ye Cheng looked at Lee Biao whose breathing had already weakened, then looked at the group of four incontinent who were sitting on the ground, covering his nose and said to them, "Carrying him back right now will still save his life. Remember to tell him to speak nicely when he sees me in the future! You can go. "

"Yes, yes, yes!" We must bring the word, we must bring it, we must! "

"Yes, yes!"

The four of them hurriedly stood up as if they had received an amnesty, raised their hands and disappeared from the stone bridge like the wind of Lee Biao.

Ye Cheng looked at their backs as they left, and could not help but exclaim: "Are the physical bodies of everyone in this world so good? "Even while peeing, he can still run so fast. It seems like he won a close victory just now. Hmm, a close victory!"

After seeing off Lee Biao's group, Ye Cheng turned around to support the old man who was lying under the giant locust tree. Seeing that Lee Biao actually threw him out without even spitting a mouthful of blood, he couldn't help but praise: "Elder, your body is really strong! This young man's body isn't as tough as yours! "

The old man looked at Ye Cheng in curiosity, and said bashfully: "How can that be, this humble one has no conscience. The fist technique that little friend displayed today was extremely profound, may I ask which body cultivator was reincarnated?"

"What kind of almighty being is that!?" "He's just a soldier who has been training for a long time. This set of military punches is the fist art of our army. After my modifications, it is more lethal and practical, but it is mainly based on the intelligence of our predecessors."

Ye Cheng shook his head and sighed as he looked into the distance.

"Oh!" Oh! So it's like that! "Alright!"

Wu Liangzi didn't understand Ye Cheng's words, so he could only sigh. Suddenly, he thought of something and turned to look at Ye Cheng with a worried expression.

"Oh. That's right! This Lee Biao is a distant relative of the Lee jingaang, if you injure him, the Lee jingaang will definitely come looking for you, the Lee jingaang is a proper inner disciple, and a genius that only appears once in a hundred years, your current strength cannot defeat him, you better hurry up and leave, don't worry about me. "

"Oh, okay!"

The Ye Cheng did not hesitate, after nodding his head, he turned around and was about to leave, but he suddenly stopped, and continued to mutter.

"I... "Dammit!"

Wu liang Zi only wanted to give way, and hoped that Ye Cheng would see him grow old and stay to deal with him.

I never thought that Ye Cheng would agree so decisively.

Just as he wanted to urge them to stay, he saw that Ye Cheng had stopped.

Ye Cheng looked at the endless green mountain, long grass, and flowing water in front of him. He could not help but cry out in his heart, "Go? Where is this? Where should we go? "

The Ye Cheng turned back to Wu Liangzi and said with an extremely righteous tone: "How can I leave the old man to face that villain himself! I am worried that you will be left alone in this unfamiliar place. I want to stay and help you.

Wu Liang looked at Ye Cheng's serious look and really wanted to curse.

He had said it himself because he was unfamiliar with the place, so he decided to make it up as a pretense.

But then he thought, what could he do, the Lee jingaang still needed to rely on him to deal with it.

"Little friend, you have a kind heart. This Penniless Priest truly admires you!"

"No need for that, this is a traditional virtue, a traditional virtue!"

Hearing Wu Liang Zi's thanks, Ye Cheng was equally serious and polite. He couldn't help but raise his head 45 degrees, showing off his fighting stance.

Ye Cheng sneaked a glance at Wu Liangzi, and calmly asked: "Uh, who is that Lee jingaang that old man was talking about, is he stronger than this Lee Biao?"

He rubbed his hands together and said: "How should I put it, if Lee Biao is a rabbit, then Lee jingaang is a tiger, and even more so a tiger king."

Ye Cheng acted as if he understood, and lightly nodded his head, then said to Wu Liangzi: "Take care, old man. This world is so beautiful, I need to take a look."