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Chapter 1649 Martial Arts Cage (3)

Old Man Ye drank a glass of wine, and with anger growing, he said coldly: "If this is really the case, the strongest men in the era of strong martial arts will forget their ancestors, forget their own feet, and forget their origins, and they will be traitors to mankind.

Such people should be killed!"

"From the perspective of our human race, we should kill them. The question is, how to kill them? They are superior, their strength is unfathomable, or they already have the terrifying power to turn clouds and rain with their hands. We human warriors can't even

The Great Sage Realm's imprisonment cannot be broken, how to kill it?" the ghost doctor said coldly.

Old Man Ye was speechless, but his fists were clenched tightly, with a surge of anger.

What the ghost doctor said is true.

After all, it is still not strong enough and not strong enough.

But, just because human warriors are weak, they should be bullied like this?

The ghost doctor glanced at Old Man Ye and said, "You don't have to be angry. If it is as I speculated, it would be normal. Just like in the human world, why are there emperors and generals? Emperors of various dynasties in history have changed from other places.

From one perspective, isn't it the same as those who are the strongest?

These emperors are so high above others that they control a territory and call themselves emperors and kings. Isn’t it just for ruling? Isn’t it just for power?

In the same way, the same is true for the most powerful people in the era of strong martial arts. They just regarded the entire human world as a territory and allowed them to dominate and rule.

In order to consolidate their dominance, it is not unusual to restrict the martial arts paths of human warriors.

In today's world, if a certain strength or person had the opportunity to rule and dominate the entire human race, wouldn't they be happy?

Definitely."

Old Man Ye also knows that what the ghost doctor said makes sense. Interest and power are enough to make people lose their minds. What's the point of forgetting one's ancestors? He can even sacrifice blood to the common people.

"Old man ghost, if it is really as you guessed, the most powerful people in the era of strong martial arts really have a big plan. They have calculated all the people in the world and billions of people in the human world. In their eyes, the human world is nothing but fish and meat.

? Harvest them when they want to come?" Old Man Ye said with a cold look, "When this martial arts cage is broken, and any strong man comes out of the world, he will be punished by them!"

"Easier said than done..."

The ghost doctor didn't say anything else, he just shook his head.

Old Man Ye drank a large glass of wine, smiled freely, and said: "Forget it, forget about the martial arts prisons for now. We martial artists sing to wine, and if we have wine now, we will be drunk now. As for you, it's really like you

Those calculations in the martial arts cage mentioned above, if the warriors in the human world really have that strength, they will naturally deal with them one by one!"

"You are quite a free and easy old man." The ghost doctor also smiled, then thought of something and asked, "Are you going to the ancient martial arts conference that is about to start?"

"Of course I want to go. How many years ago was the last time I participated in the ancient martial arts conference? How many decades older have I been? At that time, Xianyi Numa was still a young man. Now he is seventy and eighty, and he doesn't want to go to the ancient martial arts world again.

." Old Man Ye said.

The ghost doctor frowned and said slowly: "Old man Wu, you also know very well that if you really show up at the ancient martial arts conference, there will definitely be a crisis. Not long after the last battle in the Holy Land, if you show up again, I won't be afraid of killing you.

Has your life been lost?"

Old Man Ye glared at the ghost doctor and said, "How could I know how to hide in this broken valley like you? They couldn't kill me last time, and they can't do it this time either."

The ghost doctor sighed softly and said: "Last time, all the forces in the ancient martial arts world learned that you had fallen into a martial arts state. Since you have fallen into a martial arts state, I guess you will not be able to display the strength of the Great Sage. Even so, facing

Even though you are at a low level in martial arts, you still have two strong men at the Great Saint Realm, and two strong men at the Full Saint Realm come to surround you. In that battle, you, at a low level in martial arts, showed that you are enough to rival the two strong men at the Great Saint Realm.

Strength. This time, they must be fully prepared. After weighing your true combat power, once they take action again, they will kill you."

Old Man Ye sneered and said disapprovingly: "How could you know that I didn't hide my strength in the hermitage holy land that day? In the battle that day, if it weren't for the fact that Ye Xiaozi and others were still in the hermitage holy land, there were still some people watching secretly.

Come on, I might keep those four guys!"

The ghost doctor said: "So what if you hide your strength? Those people are determined to surround you, so they won't think that you will hide your strength? No matter how strong you are, you are still at the stage of the Great Saint Realm. They dispatched five

Even if six or seven powerful men from the Great Saint Realm attack and kill you, can you withstand it?"

Old Man Ye's face turned cold and he said: "If they are not afraid of falling, then come. So what if there are five or six? I still have the confidence to take away two or three, or even four. Let's see if they dare to fight hard."

The ghost doctor shook his head and stopped trying to dissuade him.

He knows Old Man Ye's temper. Once his temper rises, even ten cows can't get it back. Now that Old Man Ye has decided, it won't change.

Furthermore, Old Man Ye has never been a person who avoids fighting.

If he was afraid to go because he might be attacked and killed by several powerful people in the Great Saint Realm, this was not his character at all.

This is also related to the heart of martial arts.

Being timid due to fear of death will also have an impact on the martial arts mentality.

If things go on like this, I will be afraid of my hands and feet, and I will no longer have a truly strong heart, and I will no longer have the belief in invincibility.

The ghost doctor suddenly asked: "Do you have other plans for going to the ancient martial arts conference this time? For Ye Xiaozi?"

The ghost doctor remembered that when Old Man Ye was young, he participated in an ancient martial arts conference when he was in the ancient martial arts world. He never showed up at subsequent ancient martial arts conferences and was not interested.

Logically speaking, now that we are in our 70s and 80s, this ancient martial arts tournament is more of a competition for the younger generation, and there is no need for the older generation to participate.

This time, Old Man Ye insisted on participating, which seemed unusual.

Old Man Ye took a puff of dry cigarette, his eyes flashed, and he said: "That's right."

The ghost doctor couldn't help but ask: "Old man Ye, how many back-ups have you arranged for this young boy Ye? Is young boy Ye strong now? He seems to be in the quasi-sacred realm, but his real combat power may be more than that. When I look at young man Ye, he seems to be still strong.

Is there more potential?”

Old Man Ye rolled his eyes at the ghost doctor and said in an old-fashioned way: "Young man Ye is my grandson and your grandson. Why are you asking so much? What? You still want to steal your grandson from me? You can take it away if you want. You are responsible for it."

Just find him ten or eight saints or something like that to be his wives."

After hearing this, the ghost doctor couldn't help rolling his eyes at Old Man Ye.

Ten or eight saints?

Are you sick? Being a saint is just like a cabbage on the street?

As the night got darker, the two old men were still drinking one glass at a time and chatting with each other.



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