When Zhao Bing heard Chen Yang say that he was from the Zhao family in the ancient martial arts world, he had a look of horror on his face.
He never expected that someone in this world would know his true identity.
However, before he could be surprised, Chen Yang had already slapped him in the face.
Seeing that Chen Yang's slap was about to hit Zhao Bing's face, Zhao Bing suddenly stepped back one meter to avoid Chen Yang's slap.
An old man wearing a black Tang suit walked out from behind Zhao Bing.
Just now, it was he who took action to pull Zhao Bing away and avoid Chen Yang's slap.
This old man has quick reactions and quick strikes, much stronger than Zhao Bing.
Chen Yang looked at the old man and immediately judged the opponent's strength, Baoyuan Realm.
"Mr. Wen, why are you taking action now?"
Seeing the old man, Zhao Bing said angrily, with a look of complaint on his face.
The reason why he felt confident when he came out this time was because Mr. Wen, who was in the Baoyuan realm, was secretly protecting him.
As for the six Lianzhen bodyguards, they are just servants of the Zhao family. They are just a protective force on the surface. If they encounter real danger, they are of no use.
After all, the enemies of the Zhao family are also ancient warriors. If other forces want to kill Zhao Bing, they will definitely use Baoyuan Realm.
Therefore, Mr. Wen is the trump card to protect Zhao Bing.
When Mr. Wen saw Zhao Bing blaming him, he had an embarrassed look on his face and said with a smile: "I was in a hurry just now and went to the toilet."
Damn it, when are you not in a hurry, but you are in a hurry now.
Zhao Bing cursed secretly in his heart, but he still saved face for Mr. Wen and did not say anything more.
Now that Mr. Wen was backing him, he suddenly felt confident. He looked at Chen Yang and said, "Boy, how do you know that I am from the Zhao family?"
"Guess."
Chen Yang did make a guess, but it was too good a guess. He must be from the ancient martial arts world with six Lianzhen bodyguards by his side and such a grand display.
And the surname is Zhao, so it is very likely that he belongs to the Zhao family.
Zhao Bing said doubtfully: "You are also an ancient warrior."
"no."
Chen Yang shook his head.
Zhao Bing said: "Then how do you know about the Zhao family?"
"You have too many questions."
Chen Yang shook his head, not wanting to say more to Zhao Bing, and slowly walked towards Zhao Bing.
Mr. Wen moved his steps, walked to Zhao Bing, protected Zhao Bing behind him, and said to Chen Yang: "Young man, what do you want to do?"
"Hit him"
Chen Yang said calmly.
Mr. Wen twitched the corner of his mouth, with a sullen look on his face, and said, "Isn't it possible that the background of the Zhao family is not enough for you to look at him differently?"
Chen Yang smiled disdainfully: "Why should I look at the Zhao family differently?"
Mr. Wen narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "Boy, you are really arrogant."
"Yes, I am just arrogant, what do you want?"
Chen Yang said with a smile on his face and an arrogant look on his face.
Mr. Wen's face darkened, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
He, a powerful man in the Yuan Realm, actually let a young man scream in front of him. How could he tolerate it?
"In this case, I will teach you a lesson and let you know the background of the Zhao family."
Mr. Wen suddenly moved, the true energy in his body surged, he took a step forward, and his footsteps landed on the ground. With a bang, the floor was trampled to pieces, as if the entire floor was shaken.
He punched Chen Yang, and a majestic force came out of his fist, which seemed to be able to destroy everything.
"This punch will teach you how to behave."
There was a look of pride on Mr. Wen's face. In his opinion, with this punch, Chen Yang would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this punch.
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p; Although they were far away from each other, they felt as if the fist had enveloped them, giving them a feeling of suffocation.
This white-headed old man is too strong
Not only others thought so, but also Chen Yang, who was in the Baoyuan realm, also felt a strong sense of oppression.
Mr. Wen should also be in the early stage of Baoyuan, but the lethality of this punch seems to be much more powerful than Qing Yue in the middle stage of Baoyuan.
Ancient warriors are indeed not simple.
The techniques they practice and the secrets they master are definitely different from those in the world, more mysterious and more powerful.
However, no matter how powerful the ancient warrior's skill secrets are, they are not as powerful as the Immortal and Demon Dao Code.
Both were in the early Baoyuan period, but Chen Yang's background was deeper than that of Mr. Wen.
Moreover, he also has Phantom Step. No matter how lethal Old Wen's attack is, he still has to be able to defeat him.
If you can't fight, it's all in vain.
Mr. Wen took action, and everything happened in a flash of lightning.
Seeing Mr. Wen's fist getting bigger and bigger, Chen Yang raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and moved his steps.
crackle.
The sound of the air exploding sounded, and Mr. Wen's punch missed and hit the air.
Chen Yang is nowhere to be seen.
Energy fluctuations came from Mr. Wen's fist, and a shock wave rushed in all directions, like a substance, pushing things around him in all directions.
Objects that are close to each other are directly destroyed by the shock wave.
The power of Mr. Wen's punch was so powerful that the whole audience was shocked.
Unfortunately, he missed.
"How is that possible?"
Mr. Wen's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief on his face.
He went to the bathroom in a hurry just now, but he didn't see Chen Yang's magical speed, so at this moment, he was shocked.
Seeing this, Zhao Bing quickly shouted: "Mr. Wen, be careful, this kid is also in the Baoyuan realm, and his movement skills are a bit weird, and his speed is very fast, almost comparable to the early stage of Xiantian."
"What, so powerful"
Wen Lao had a look of horror on his face.
Lian Zhen at the age of twenty is already very rare. This kid has actually reached the Baoyuan realm. This is a genius even in the ancient martial arts world.
Moreover, it has a speed that is comparable to the early stage of Xiantian, so how can it be fought like this.
After understanding the truth, Mr. Wen suddenly felt tremendous pressure.
If he had known that the other party was so strong, he would not have stood up and showed off. It would have been great to have peace talks with the other party.
As for the six dead Lianzhen, they were just servants, so there was no need to worry about them at all.
He thought so in his heart, but Mr. Wen knew that a battle with Chen Yang was inevitable.
"You are quite powerful, but you are nothing more than that."
Chen Yang's voice sounded behind Mr. Wen.
Mr. Wen's heart skipped a beat, he quickly turned his head and hit Chen Yang with another palm.
Unfortunately, it still failed.
"It's not fast enough."
The voice sounded from behind again.
Wen Lao kicked the leg in vain.
"If you push harder, you will touch the corner of my clothes."
Mr. Wen's attack failed.
"Is this all you have?"
Mr. Wen's attack failed.
"You weren't very powerful just now, and you said you wanted to teach a junior like me a lesson. Looking at it now, I'm really disappointed."
Mr. Wen turned around and struck out with a palm, but still failed.
Seven or eight times in a row, Mr. Wen failed to hit even once.
After another failed attempt, before Chen Yang could make a sound, Mr. Wen had already predicted and punched him in the back, shouting: "Hmph, I should catch you this time."