C63 Mental Energy Strangulation

"Of course."

"If it wasn't for the kindness of Zhaoming Temple, the equality of all living beings, and the open door, we wouldn't even have the chance to pay our respects!"

"It's just like the pageant held by some other sects and institutions. No powerful clans or forces that are invited are qualified to attend!"

Nan Huaihong's voice was filled with yearning, but it caused Lee Yihong's heart to move slightly when he heard it. The gazes of the other young geniuses were as sharp as lightning.

They were all extremely conceited geniuses, and their hearts were filled with pride. Even Zhuo Yutong, who had never spoken a word, looked at the peak of the mountain in Zhaoming Temple with a fierce expression, as if she was going to pierce through the sharpness of this mountain.

"Yo ~!"

"Isn't this the brother-in-law of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Yiming?"

A mocking voice suddenly came from the top of the stairs, causing Zhuo Yiming,mo Ancient Capital, Nan Xilieh and the others to look up. Zhuo Yutong, who was sitting on the back of the Lion-tiger Beast, frowned.

Lee Yihong didn't look up, but he could hear a trace of disgust from the voice.

"Liao Qing, it's you!"

Zhuo Yiming's eyes turned cold. He saw a young man wearing white clothes and holding a folding fan above him. The young man was holding a longsword in his hand tightly, as if he was going to draw his sword and kill his opponent.

"Little brother-in-law Yiming, you can't casually draw your sword here. Once you are dragged into this matter, it doesn't matter if you die. It will be bad if your sister is dragged into this matter."

The youth with the folding fan smiled sinisterly, but his eyes were shooting out. "You're already here. Where's your sister? Let me see, let me see! "

" Ha,sister Yutong, you're here too. Liao Qing greeted her."

The youth with the folding fan, Liao Qing's eyes lit up, as if he had completely ignored everyone else. He faced Zhuo Yutong, who was as cold as ice, with a flawless white jade, and an exquisite face, cupped his hands and bowed, seeming to be modest and courteous.

Zhuo Yutong, on the other hand, was expressionless, as if she was experiencing the Zen charm that was transmitted from the Zhaoming Temple. She lifted her foot slightly and walked up to Lee Yihong, blocking the youth with the folding fan's line of sight.

It was as if the youth with the folding fan looked at her one more time and his body would get dirty.

"You..."

Seeing Zhuo Yutong deliberately avoiding him, Liao Qing's gaze turned cold, but it became even more playful.

"Kid, move aside. You are blocking my sister Yutong!"

"Hua ~!"

Liao Qing opened the folding fan in his hand, and a cold and gloomy Qi immediately rushed towards Lee Yihong. It was the Qi of a Peak Martial Master Stage warrior. There was actually the word 'Rain' on the fan. It looked like an elegant young master.

However, his eyes were filled with disdain as he glanced at Lee Yihong,mo Ancient Capital, and the others.

"Hmm?"

Lee Yihong's pace was still neither fast nor slow. As he stepped forward, he raised his head slightly and looked at the folding fan youth, Liao Qing, and the four old men behind him. A middle-aged man and a dozen young men with sharp eyes.

Their eyes were slightly cold.

"Liao Qing, how dare you have such evil intentions?"

But before Lee Yihong could say anything, Zhuo Yiming had already started scolding him impatiently. He angrily pointed at Liao Qing and said, "Let me tell you, there is no way for you to chase after my sister!"

"Haha, Yiming's brother-in-law, you are still too young. You should not interrupt when it comes to adults."

Liao Qing's expression was arrogant and his voice was cold. He looked at Lee Yihong, who was carrying a long spear on his back. His eyes revealed a fierce light. "Kid, although we can't attack here, killing you is an easy task. Get the hell out of my way."

"Boom!"

Liao Qing's eyes turned cold. A wave of killing intent suddenly enveloped Lee Yihong.

A Peak Martial Master Stage warrior's cultivation base surged. If it was any ordinary late Martial Master Stage warrior, he would immediately be shaken by this energy. If he rolled down the stairs, he would lose all his face in front of Zhuo Yutong.

Even in the Mo Ancient City, Nan Xilieh's pupils shrank. He could feel Liao Qing's strength.

"Get lost!"

Lee Yihong's cold gaze suddenly widened.

"Rumble ~!"

A terrifying aura instantly erupted from Lee Yihong's eyes, like the explosion of heavenly thunder, causing the youth with the folding fan, Liao Qing's expression to change dramatically.

"Puff ~!"

It was as if Lee Yihong had glared at him, causing his blood to surge in his heart. A mouthful of blood essence shot out from his mouth, as if he had been slapped by a huge hand.

"Bang ~!"

Liao Qing fell onto the stairs with his butt. His face was pale, and he rolled his eyes in fear. He wanted to glare at Lee Yihong, but he fainted immediately!

"What?!"

"Qing'er!!"

"How dare you!"

The moment Lee Yihong glared at Liao Qing and Liao Qing spurted out a blood mist, the four old men behind Liao Qing suddenly shouted.

"Die!"

The middle-aged man who looked similar to Liao Qing suddenly unleashed a spiritual storm at Lee Yihong. His spiritual energy turned into a drill and slashed at Lee Yihong.

Lee Aotian's eyes turned cold as he looked at the scene.

"Humph!"

Lee Yihong's eyes widened, and a mental attack was contained within it. In an instant, it knocked out a Peak Martial Master Stage warrior, but it instantly caused the mental attack of five Unshakeable Stage warriors.

"Buzz ~!"

The mental attacks of the five Unshakeable Stage warriors caused Lee Yihong's mind to change. He felt as if the mountains and rivers had collapsed and the universe had exploded.

There was even a sense of death looming over his heart.

However, there wasn't a single ripple in Lee Yihong's eyes. The space between his brows trembled, and his mental strength, which was comparable to a Mid Period of Unshakeable Stage warrior, instantly erupted.

"Bang ~!"

However, a force that was even more terrifying than Lee Yihong's spiritual energy erupted like a furious tsunami.

"Rumble ~!"

The collision of the mental energy from both sides instantly shattered the air in all directions. The sound of air being torn apart rang out, and the sound of cutting through the eardrums of everyone was heard. The tiger demon trembled, and electric currents flashed.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz ~!"

However, the terrifying might didn't spread out to a distance of ten meters. It was as if a spiritual energy had formed a shield that suppressed the terrifying might that leaked out from within.

"Bang ~!"

A wave of air rippled, and the bodies of the five Unshakeable Stage warriors behind Liao Qing trembled. One of them, a middle-aged man, had a stern expression on his face.

"Lee Aotian, this is a fight between young men. How dare an Unshakeable Stage elder from your side attack a junior so shamelessly? Why don't you tell me what happened today? The five major families of Guanghua City are not done with your Lee family. "

"Huala ~!"

The eyes of the middle-aged man who looked like Liao Qing were filled with a fierce light.

The terrifying spiritual force that came at him just now had made Lee Yihong feel the pressure of death. However, it was destroyed by Lee Aotian alone. The sound of the air being torn apart also dissipated in an instant.

Lee Yihong's mind was shaken, but he didn't suffer any injuries.

"Humph, it's not over yet? What a shameless old man!"

Lee Aotian stepped forward and looked down. Although he was raising his head, it gave people the feeling that he was looking down on the world.

"Liao Zhenhua, you really don't care about your face."

Zhuo Bufan also stepped forward and looked at the middle-aged man, Liao Zhenhua, with anger in his eyes. "Your son has come to cause trouble for me,tong Er, time and time again. Considering that we are both from the Guanghua City,i have never asked about the relationship between the young people."

"But today,i found out that it was all because of you, an old man who condoned me. When the upper half of the family is not upright, the lower half of the family is crooked. That's why Liao Qing dared to be so arrogant and despotic. How dare you not stop this kind of situation? Today is a lesson that he deserves."

Zhuo Bufan pointed his finger at Liao Zhenhua furiously. His razor sharp eyes looked at the other five elders and said in a cold voice. "Also, Liao Zhenhua, can you see clearly that nephew Yihong isn't an elder?"

"He is a genius who is ten years younger than your son, and also the son of Big Brother Aotian. Just now, the five of you attacked and attacked a nineteen year old junior. You have really disgraced the Guanghua City."

"Bang ~!"

Zhuo Bufan flicked his sleeve and followed behind Lee Aotian, who had a cold expression on his face. It seemed like he disdained to associate himself with Liao Zhenhua, who was also a noble family in the Guanghua City.

"Zhuo Bufan, you!"

Liao Zhenhua's expression was cold, and his eyes were cold. Killing intent surged in his eyes, but when he looked at Lee Aotian, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

The spiritual collision just now seemed to have deeply felt Lee Aotian's terror. The combined spiritual energy of four Late Period of Unshakeable Stage and one Peak Unshakeable Stage failed to please Lee Aotian, causing the five of them to be extremely wary of him.

Including Zhuo Bufan, Nan Huaihong, and Mo Beishan, the six of them had their spiritual energy lock down the surroundings, causing the five old men and the middle-aged man in grey robes to have serious expressions on their faces.

They looked at Lee Yihong in shock. A nineteen year old Unshakeable Stage genius, and Lee Aotian's son!