Supreme Martial Artist

All that was left for him was humiliation! The onlookers looked at him with disdain and contempt in their eyes.

Everyone pointed at him and laughed from time to time.

And everyone looked at Ye Xinghe with awe.

At this time, everyone present was deeply impressed by Ye Xinghe's strong strength! "Ye Xinghe, he is really strong!"

"Ye Xinghe is more than strong, his talent is simply appalling! At the age of only sixteen or seventeen, he defeated a warrior in the half-step Tianhe realm, which is too strong!"

"Compared with Ye Xinghe, Wei Zhenyu is not even qualified to carry shoes for others!"

Everyone looked at Ye Xinghe and exclaimed.

Ye Xinghe didn't care at all, just smiled slightly.

A group of fence-sitters, falling with the wind.

Then, Ye Xinghe stretched out his foot and kicked Wei Zhenyu to the ground! Wei Zhenyu had no power to resist! Moreover, he clearly saw a strong murderous intent in Ye Xinghe's eyes! Wei Zhenyu felt his heart sink, fear came like a tide, filling his heart.

He was completely scared! "Ye Xinghe! What are you going to do!"

He lay on the ground, his face full of fear, and shouted: "You said that if I catch your punch, you won't kill me!"

Ye Xinghe was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Are you begging for mercy from me?"

"Just now, weren't you still very tough and wanted to kill me?"

Wei Zhenyu's face turned red, clenched his teeth, and shouted in panic: "You can't kill me!"

"My uncle is the elder of Beichen Peak!"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I, Ye Xinghe, always keep my words!"

"I said I won't kill you, and I won't kill you!"

"But, I will make you feel worse than death!"

As he said, Ye Xinghe clenched his fists, and the divine power surged, and the green light was brilliant! He smiled nonchalantly, "Don't say your uncle is an elder."

"Even if he is the king of heaven, he can't protect you!"

After saying that, Ye Xinghe's face turned cold, and he was about to punch Wei Zhenyu's dantian.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from a distance: "How dare you! Stop it!"

The roar sounded like a low bell, exploding in everyone's ears! Everyone's face changed, and they all looked into the distance.

On the horizon in the distance, a figure appeared, crossing the air! Ye Xinghe frowned, and his body paused slightly, and he turned his head to look.

And Wei Zhenyu's face showed joy, ecstatic.

"My uncle is here!"

A smug look flashed in his eyes, and he laughed loudly: "Ye Xinghe, you little bastard, let me go!"

Ye Xinghe turned his head suddenly, narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "I said, today, even if the king of heaven comes!"

"I can't save you!"

Before he finished speaking, he punched out! This punch hit Wei Zhenyu's dantian hard! With a click, something in Wei Zhenyu's dantian seemed to suddenly shatter! "Ah!"

Wei Zhenyu screamed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then, his face was full of despair, covering his dantian and screaming: "My dantian" His dantian was broken! The Taoist palace collapsed! Ye Xinghe completely destroyed him! "Little beast! How dare you!"

At this time, a gray-robed figure flashed over.

He looked at Ye Xinghe with anger in his eyes, burning fiercely! It seemed to be a prairie fire! This man is Wei Zhenyu's uncle.

Ye Xinghe frowned and looked at him carefully.

This is an old man in his fifties, tall and thin, with an unattractive appearance.

He was wearing a loose gray robe, his skin was grayish white, and lifeless.

And most importantly, the aura of the gray-robed old man was extremely majestic! Like a prehistoric beast, he pressed towards Ye Xinghe! Suddenly, Ye Xinghe felt an extremely heavy pressure on his body! Like a mountain on his back! This man is a strong man in the Tianhe realm! Moreover, his strength is far beyond Honghai Jiao, at least the fourth floor of the Tianhe realm.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, retreated several steps, and dodged to fifteen meters away.

His eyes were full of caution, secretly urging the divine power, and being on full alert.

The gray-robed old man glanced at Ye Xinghe fiercely and said coldly: "Little beast, I will deal with you later."

After that, he turned his head and checked Wei Zhenyu's injuries.

At this time, Wei Zhenyu fell to the ground, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and he was dying.

He opened his eyes slightly, looked at the gray-robed old man, and shouted with resentment: "Uncle, you must avenge me!"

"This little bastard broke my Dantian!"

Hearing this, the gray-robed old man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly checked Wei Zhenyu's Dantian.

After a moment, the gray-robed old man was disappointed, shook his head gently, and sighed: "You are already a useless person!"

"The Dantian is completely broken, and you can no longer practice!"

After hearing this, Wei Zhenyu's face suddenly changed, and he spit out blood with a wow.

He was so angry that he fainted! The gray-robed old man turned his head suddenly and looked at Ye Xinghe coldly.

In his eyes, there was murderous intent! The gray-robed old man had a cold face and shouted in a cold voice: "Little bastard, you dared to destroy the seedlings that my Xuandao Sect has cultivated for more than 20 years!"

"You are so cruel! Keeping you is also a disaster!"

"Today, I will clean up the sect and kill you, the little bastard!"

"What you said is better than singing!"

Ye Xinghe narrowed his eyes and looked at him, smiling coldly: "You didn't even ask the reason for the matter, and you made a rash conclusion!"

"I just want to protect your nephew and find an excuse to avenge Wei Zhenyu!"

"What qualifications do you have to punish me on behalf of the sect!"

"What a sharp-tongued boy!"

The old man in gray robe looked at Ye Xinghe coldly, with disdain on his face, and shouted: "Little beast, listen to me!"

"I am the deacon elder of Beichen Peak, Jiao Zuyi!"

He smiled coldly again: "As a law enforcement elder, I can kill you!"

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers took a breath and whispered.

"Jiao Zuyi is famous for his cruelty! I heard that many disciples fell into his hands and died miserably!"

"Moreover, Jiao Zuyi's hands and eyes are so powerful that he can even forcefully obtain quotas every year and send several Xuandao Sect disciples to the Beidou Sword Sect."

"Jiao Zuyi can be said to cover the sky with one hand at Beichen Peak! If Ye Xinghe falls into his hands, he will definitely die!"

At this time, Jiao Zuyi's eyes were cold, and murderous intent surged out like a huge wave! "You little beast, go to hell!"

He roared angrily, leaped into the air, and instantly arrived above Ye Xinghe's head.

Immediately afterwards, he made a knife-shaped hand with one hand and swung it hard at Ye Xinghe! Suddenly, a red light suddenly lit up on Jiao Zuyi's palm.

It's like a raging flame, beating slowly! And the next moment, the divine power on his palm suddenly surged!