Old Man Ye walked towards a short peak outside Duanfeng Mountain, and disappeared within a few steps. The rickety but awe-inspiring figure had disappeared into the vast night.
On Broken Peak Mountain, Xuanyuan Wulie's gaze dimmed slightly. He noticed Old Ye leaving, and glanced in the direction Old Ye left from the corner of his eye, with a different kind of light flashing deep in his eyes.
Tantai Qingfeng had a thoughtful expression on his face. He glanced at the direction in which Old Man Ye was leaving, and then at the dark sky covered by dark clouds. He vaguely felt that a storm was coming.
Bai Xiannian was originally talking to Gu Xiangtian, the Holy Lord of Guyao Holy Land. When Old Man Ye stood up to leave, the two of them sensed it. They immediately looked at each other and saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.
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The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly.
Old Man Ye felt that this poem was really in line with his current portrayal, except that the wind was not a spring breeze, but a summer breeze; the slanting light was not the setting sun, but the moonlight half-hidden between the clouds.
Old Man Ye's acting style is generally straightforward, he is happy with the world, and lives a life of freedom and ease. He believes that if you are successful in life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
Therefore, if there is wine today, he will get drunk now.
For example, tonight, drinking on the floor with the juniors in the ancient martial arts world, in his opinion, is one of the joys of life.
As for the gap in status, in his eyes, it was as nonsense as fart.
If you insist on your identity as a martial saint and hold yourself up high, like a Bodhisattva who is worshiped by others, what fun is there in living like this?
He is not such a person.
He doesn't think there's anything great about a martial saint, and he won't look down on an ordinary person, so he can behead a demon saint by himself, or he can sit on the floor and drink with juniors he's never met before.
Life is as happy as it comes.
Just like now, since someone is deliberately targeting him, with his temper, he will naturally not evade him, but will directly face him.
There was still half a bottle of wine in the jug that Old Man Ye carried with him. He wanted to hold back for a while and drink again later, but he couldn't resist his addiction, so he took a small sip.
At this time, the mountain wind in the mountains became stronger.
The wind seemed to carry a sense of whimpering, and seemed to be mixed with traces of vague evil spirit.
Old Man Ye opened his mouth and breathed out the breath of alcohol, and said at the top of his voice: "Old monster, are you finally willing to show up? Since you are here, why don't you come out and see me?"
"Old Man Wu, this devil comes whenever he wants and leaves whenever he wants. Why do you hide in Tibet?" In the dark mountains, a strange Jie Jie laughter came, and then the voice sounded again, "Old Man Wu.
You are so restrained by this demon that you dare not leave your place.
A grandson, I am a half-step disciple. Speaking of which, the man named Ye Junlang actually inspired the Nine-Yang Sacred Physique, which is really coveted by this demon. These days, if you hadn't been secretly guarding him, this kid would have fallen into a trap long ago.
This is a great medicine for this demon’s human body.”
Old Man Ye smiled calmly and said: "Old monster, if you have the ability, dare to touch a hair of Mr. Ye. Try it. I was able to cut off the head of the Demon Saint forty years ago, and I will be able to crush your Demon Sect in the next forty years."
Holy Land, let no chickens or dogs stay in your Demon Sect’s Holy Land!”
"Such a threat is useless to me. I'm just here to see how long you can protect those boys." The voice full of demonic energy came again.
A glimmer of light suddenly bloomed in Old Man Ye's eyes. He seemed to have locked the aura of the figure in the darkness. With a flick of his feet, his whole figure seemed to turn into a stream of light, heading towards him at a speed as fast as lightning.
He rushed towards the mountain forest in front of him on the right.
The speed had reached an extreme, and his silhouette could already be seen with the naked eye, with only afterimages remaining.
A wisp of saint's aura spread out from Old Man Ye's body, as if causing the heaven and earth to shake. There was a supreme power blessing from somewhere, making Old Man Ye look at the rickety old figure like a mountain in an instant.
The majesty of it gives people a feeling of being upright.
When he rushed over, he had already begun to punch. As soon as he made a move, it was the punch of the Six Paths of Samsara Fist. Six completely different fist intentions evolved. Samsara appeared in the fist intention, turning into six afterimage sections and heading towards him.
former suppression.
Under such terrifying saint-level pressure and such powerful fist suppression, a figure was forced to appear in front of him. He was also an old man. He couldn't tell how old he was. He had a childish face and white hair in the strong wind.
Zhong Feiyang is really like a demon appearing in the world.
This is clearly the old monster from the Holy Land of Demon Sect!
Facing Old Man Ye's supreme punch, the old monster opened his mouth and shouted angrily, billowing demonic energy swept out of his body, and at the same time, a saint's pressure that was enough to suppress this world was also revealed, attracting
The sky and the earth change color.
The old monster punched out instantly, using the ultimate boxing technique in the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, "Wuji Demonic Fist", evolving into numerous demonic forms of living beings, and boundless and powerful fist intention.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, the old monster's fist and Old Man Ye's fist clashed together in the void. The holy power contained in their fists exploded and swept around, causing violent winds and flying sand and rocks.
The trees nearby shook violently.
Under the punch, the old monster opened his mouth and groaned, and then——
Whoosh!
The old monster tiptoed and swept backwards at lightning speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Old Man Ye was about to give chase, but he sensed something. He turned around and saw a purple figure with a still charming face rushing towards him. It was the Holy Master of the Purple Phoenix Holy Land.
"Are you okay?" Phoenix Master asked quickly after he arrived.
Old Man Ye shook his head and said: "I'm fine, it's just that little turtle running away again."
"An old monster from the Demon Sect?" Phoenix Lord asked.
Old Man Ye nodded.
He basically chased him just now, but most likely he couldn't catch up. It would be difficult for a strong man like the old monster to really focus on escaping. During this period of time, Old Man Ye secretly fought against the old monster several times, and the old monster couldn't.
Instead of facing him head-on, he basically ran away as soon as he encountered him, which left Old Man Ye helpless.
"I didn't expect this old monster from the Demon Sect to show up again." Phoenix Lord said.
Old Man Ye lit up his dry cigarette, took a puff, squinted in thought, and said nothing.
"What is the purpose of this old monster coming here tonight? To target you?" Phoenix Master asked.
"I have dealt with this old monster several times during this period. He is obsessed with escaping, which is really boring. I don't know what his purpose is tonight, but with his shrinking nature, he can't make any waves.
." Old Man Ye said in an understatement.
In fact, Old Man Ye did not tell the Phoenix Master his true thoughts.
In his opinion, the old monster appeared here tonight and punched him. This was most likely a further test of his own strength.
After the temptation, the next time the old monster appears again, it may be a life and death battle.
In fact, the old monster was not the only one who appeared at that time.
Even if Old Man Ye guessed this, he had no intention of leaving Duanfeng Mountain.
Ye Junlang, Wolf Boy, and Liu Ziyang are still in the retreat holy place and have not come out. Where can he leave?
He will not leave, nor can he leave. He will tell the world here and tell the entire ancient martial arts world that he, Ye Wusheng, is here, and he will always be here, fighting against the heroes here alone!
"Since that old monster has escaped, let's go back first." Phoenix Lord said.
Old Man Ye nodded, glanced at the dark night, and muttered to himself: "A storm is really coming!"