Two powerful men in the Martial Ancestor Realm perished.
The people in the field were horrified and inexplicable. So far, they still couldn't figure out how this ordinary old man could have such terrifying strength and kill two Martial Ancestor Realm powerhouses.
Mo Qingfeng, Taoist Mu, no matter which name he is named in the ancient martial arts world, is the most powerful ancient martial artist. He is a strong man who has been famous for a long time. He enjoys supreme prestige and is respected by everyone wherever he goes.
But these two most powerful men were killed by a bad old man with just a few punches!
Such strength is terrifying!
In the field, when those people from the ancient martial arts world looked at Ye Junlang, their eyes all changed to awe, uneasiness, fear, envy...all kinds of things.
Especially the people who had discussed belittling Ye Junlang before, all shrank up and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. They never dreamed that Ye Junlang would have such an old monster-like grandfather.
Having such a protective backer is the strongest foundation.
Old Ye took a step across and came to Xie Wuji, who was already expressionless and shivering. Yin Wuchang on the side saw Old Ye approaching, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
Old Man Ye glanced at Yin Wuchang and said, "When I entered the scene, I saw you blocking the people from Guyao Holy Land from helping Ye Xiaozi. So, you can get out of here."
With that said, Old Man Ye raised his leg, kicked Yin Wuchang away, and headed to Huangquan Road to keep company with Mo Qingfeng and Mu Taoist.
Old Man Ye stared at Xie Wuji and shouted coldly: "Kneel down!"
Plop!
Xie Wuji's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
Of course he didn't kneel down willingly, but there was a force that forced him to kneel down.
"I once said that the younger generation of disciples should fight on their own, and there is no need for the older generation to intervene. This is the rule of the ancient martial arts world." Old Man Ye spoke, glanced at Xie Wuji, and then said
, "So, I won't embarrass you. Taking action against juniors is not my usual style. If you have the ability to defeat Mr. Ye in the future, or even kill him, I will not seek revenge from you. Mr. Ye will really be defeated.
Your hand means that his skills are inferior to others. So, you can go back to Tianji Holy Land. You can also tell Ji Wudao that if he feels that I am unwilling to kill his two Martial Ancestor Realm powerhouses, he can come at any time.
Ask me to reason with you, whether it’s with your mouth or with your fists.”
Xie Wuji's face was gloomy and uncertain. From Old Man Ye's words, he knew in his heart that he could survive.
Since Old Man Ye said he wouldn't embarrass him, he definitely meant that he wouldn't embarrass him.
Xie Wuji glanced at Ye Junlang from the corner of his eyes, and there was a deep murderous intent deep in his eyes.
Ye Junlang noticed it, but he didn't take it seriously, and said in an indifferent tone: "The Holy Son of Tianji Holy Land, right? I can wait for you to come to challenge me at any time, and you might as well sign a life and death certificate at that time!"
Xie Wuji's face darkened, and he did not speak, but there was already overwhelming murderous intent in his chest.
Old man Ye ignored Xie Wuji, looked at Ye Junlang, and said, "Where is that boy from the Jiang family? Where is he?"
Ye Junlang turned his eyes and found Jiang Long, whose breath was weak and his face was as white as paper. He walked over, grabbed Jiang Long's collar, and pulled him over.
Jiang Long was already trembling and almost fainted.
As a core disciple of Tianji Holy Land, he naturally knew that Mo Qingfeng and Mu Taoren were two powerful people in the Martial Ancestor Realm. They were usually superior, but even a disciple like him could not compare to these two powerful Martial Ancestor Realm.
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That is to say, only some ancient hermit families with profound foundations and holy lands will have Martial Ancestor Realm strong men stationed there. How can some small sects and small aristocratic families have Martial Ancestor Realm strong men?
To put it bluntly, a Martial Ancestor Realm expert is enough to support the face of a sect family.
However, these two powerful Martial Ancestor Realm experts were killed by this humble old man.
Unfortunately, this old man is still Ye Junlang's grandfather.
At that moment, Jiang Long had the heart to die, all thoughts were lost, and his face was pale. If he really knew that Ye Junlang had such a terrifying grandpa behind him, he would not even dare to offend Ye Junlang even if he was killed.
"Jiangdong Jiang's family? Little bastard, I won't embarrass you. However, if you don't give a reasonable explanation or compensation to your family after you go back, I will go to the Jiang's family and ask for it personally.
That's an explanation." Old Man Ye said coldly.
How dare Jiang Long speak?
He could only nod his head, his face extremely pale.
"You two bastards, get out of here!"
Old Man Ye shouted.
Xie Wuji stood up. There was Shangguan Leiting, the young master of the Shangguan family, who was completely stunned and numb. He called Shangguan Leiting over, helped Jiang Long, who was seriously injured, and walked out of the venue in despair.
As for the rest of the ancient martial arts people in the venue, they were also dismissed by Old Man Ye.
At the end, Old Man Ye looked towards Tantai Mingyue, squinted his eyes and smiled, seeming to appreciate it.
When Ye Junlang saw that Old Ye had returned to his old and disrespectful demeanor, his heart skipped a beat, and a bad thought came to his mind - Did Old Ye want to include Tantai Mingyue in the list?
Is it on your grandson’s wife’s list?
Ye Junlang hurriedly walked forward, trying to stop him no matter what he said. It would be so embarrassing if Old Ye was really allowed to speak nonsense in such a large public.
"Girl, come here. What do you call me? When I came here, I noticed that you were secretly accumulating strength. Is it because you are ready to help Ye Xiaozi? Not bad, not bad." Old Man Ye said with a smile.
"Senior, my name is Tantai Mingyue." Tantai Mingyue said.
"Hmm? From the Tantai family?" Old Man Ye asked.
"Exactly." Tantai Mingyue replied.
Tuoba Zhan on the side clasped his fists and said in a respectful tone: "I, Tuoba Zhan, have met Senior Ye."
Old Man Ye nodded. He had naturally noticed Tuoba Zhan, a strong man in the Martial Ancestor Realm.
"Who are you, Tantai Gaolou?" Old Man Ye asked.
Tantai Mingyue looked stunned, then responded: "That's my grandfather."
"Oh... This old guy from Tantai Gaolou was not half as handsome as me back then, and he actually has a handsome granddaughter like you?" Old Man Ye stood up in surprise, and then he asked with a smile, "Mingyue, what are you still doing?
Not married, right? Have you ever made a marriage decision?"
After hearing this, Tantai Mingyue was a little unable to react for a moment. Before that, Old Man Ye gave him the feeling of a martial arts senior who was as insurmountable as a majestic mountain.
But now, why does she feel that Old Man Ye makes her feel weird?
Ye Junlang was very familiar with Old Ye's bad temper. When he heard this, he quickly pulled Old Ye aside and said, "Old man, if nothing happens here, let's withdraw..."
"Oh... you did remind the old man." Old man Ye said, then sneered and said, "Who said there is nothing wrong? The things tonight are not over yet!"
As he spoke, Old Man Ye walked to a corner in front of the venue, raised his head and stared at a hidden camera above. He squinted and showed a bright smile with missing front teeth, and said as if talking to himself -
"Have you seen enough of the show? Come out when you have seen enough! Otherwise, don't blame me for tearing this piece of shit Zhuangzi to pieces!"
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