Zheng Yuan is now at the fifth level of cultivation and Qi training, and his strength is equivalent to the ancient martial arts Xuan level.

However, he also has the bonus of Hell Hand.

Therefore, his real strength is not weaker than that in the early stages of the ancient martial arts level.

Uncle Jian didn't understand these, so he thought that Zheng Yuan was already a powerful man at the ancient martial arts level.

In the city, the prefecture-level powerhouses are definitely rare.

Uncle Jian has been in trouble for so many years, and so far, he has only seen two.

However, those two are old people over fifty years old.

And the Zheng Yuan in front of him looks only in his twenties.

How did he practice so quickly?

Could he be a genius that is rare in a century?

Uncle Jian is not only shocked, but more unwilling to give up.

At this time, Zhao Keqi and Xie Zijun also noticed that the stone was broken.

They were very puzzled: "Why did the stone suddenly break?"

They did not think about Zheng Yuan at the first time.

Uncle Jian is indeed a master of ancient martial arts who has experienced a lot of storms. After taking a deep breath, he calmed down.

He looked at Zheng Yuan with a calm expression: "Are you a strong man at the earth level?"

Xie Zijun's face changed drastically: "What? He is a strong man at the earth level? It's impossible. It's absolutely impossible for anyone in this world to practice so quickly."

If Zheng Yuan was a yellow-level person, he could barely accept it.

But the Earth level was really unimaginable.

Because even his elder brother, Xie Junjie, the peerless martial arts genius, only reached the late stage of the Xuan level at the age of thirty.

For a long time, in his mind, the eldest brother is the most evil person in the world, and no one can do what he cannot do.

So he didn't believe that Zheng Yuan was already a powerful man at the earth level if he was beaten to death now.

Zheng Yuan said honestly: "No."

Xie Zijun finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "He is indeed not at the Earth level. I just said, how could anyone practice so quickly? This kid is just a show-off from beginning to end."

Zhao Keqi has never accepted ancient martial arts and does not know what the Yellow-level or Earth-level are, so she is confused when she hears it.

However, she could guess that Zheng Yuan was extraordinary.

Uncle Jian breathed a little relieved. As long as Zheng Yuan was not a strong man at the earth level, he would have more confidence in the battle.

He guessed that Zheng Yuan should only be a late-level Xuan-level cultivation.

Although he is only in the early stage of the Xuan level, he thinks that his experience is richer than Zheng Yuan, so there is no problem with challenging the higher level.

After thinking about this, his face returned to his previous arrogance: "Boy, you are indeed a bit difficult. You are the most talented ancient martial arts practitioner I have ever seen so far."

He paused, his face darkened: "But, if you want to be arrogant in front of me, it is not enough."

As he said that, he waved his right hand and released his murderous aura.

This guy seems to be a murderer, and his murderous aura is extremely terrifying.

Zhao Keqi couldn't bear it immediately.

She felt trembling all over and had difficulty breathing, and her whole body seemed to be suppressed by an iceberg.

However, Zheng Yuan was not affected at all.

His right hand became a claw, and he suddenly exuded his momentum, resisting Uncle Jian's murderous aura.

Originally, with his current strength, he did not need to use his momentum against Xuan-level people.

He is now mainly to take care of Zhao Keqi.

Suddenly, Zhao Keqi felt that the pressure was greatly reduced and her whole body returned to normal.

She felt depressed: "What happened just now? Why did you feel chills a little later? You get warmer again? Am I sick?"

Zheng Yuan looked at Uncle Jian, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes: "What I said, if you mess with me, you will die."

As he said that, he took a step forward.

His aura also doubled in an instant, and he completely swallowed Uncle Jian's murderous aura without any effort.

Uncle Jian was shocked and his blood was churning and he took two steps back.

His face changed drastically: "What a strong aura!"

His fighting spirit and confidence also gave him a discount in an instant.

"I have always been a person who doesn't provoke me, and I don't offend others. If someone offends me, it will be like a dog." Zheng Yuan pressed towards Uncle Jian step by step.

He didn't walk fast and didn't try very hard.

But every step is taken, there will be a strange sound, like a soul-sucking song coming from hell.

His momentum is also increasing step by step, and it is getting colder and colder.

The world seems to have become gloomy too.

When he had just taken three steps, Xie Zijun could no longer bear it and suddenly collapsed on the ground.

His face was extremely pale now, his breathing was rapid, his heartbeat increased, his cold sweat broke out, and his whole body was trembling.

For the first time in his life, he felt scared.

"Don't come over, don't come over." He screamed and screamed a little unreasonably.

Zhao Keqi didn't know what happened. Seeing Xie Zijun suddenly as if he was crazy, he couldn't help but wonder: "Why did this guy suddenly go crazy? Is Brother Zheng Yuan really that scary? He just walked towards him and was so scared that his feet were weak. He originally thought he was a brave and courageous man, but he didn't expect that he was just a fool."

She now looked even more despised of him.

And Uncle Jian's face changed again and again.

He only now realized that Zheng Yuan was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Just using momentum will suppress yourself in panic.

At the same time, he knew that if Zheng Yuan was full of momentum, he would turn into a knife and wait for the lamb to be slaughtered.

Therefore, with extremely rich combat experience, he no longer hesitated. He shouted loudly, flew up, and attacked Zheng Yuan's head with a palm.

"Brother Zheng Yuan, be careful."

Zhao Keqi screamed with some concern.

Zheng Yuan comforted: "Qiqi, don't worry, this guy is just struggling to death now."

As he said that, he punched his right hand.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them hit each other's palms and fists.

Although Uncle Jian came with a fierce attack, his momentum was already weak, so he could not resist Zheng Yuan's casual attack at all. He was immediately shocked and fell backwards.

Zheng Yuan suddenly shouted loudly: "Qiqi, close your eyes."

Zhao Keqi didn't understand why, but she didn't think much about it and immediately closed her eyes.

As soon as Zheng Yuan finished speaking, he followed the metaphysical, and he grabbed Uncle Jian's right arm in an instant.

Then shake hard.

He pulled Uncle Jian's right arm away all day long.

As blood splattered, Uncle Jian let out a shrill scream, and then fell to the ground.

A fire of hell burned out from Zheng Yuan's right hand, and in his breath, he burned Uncle Jian's right arm to ashes.

"This, this"

Uncle Jian gasped.

This was the first time he saw someone who could emit real fire.

Zheng Yuan was a hundred times more terrifying than he had imagined.

He almost didn't hesitate for a moment, and he got up desperately and fled southeastward at the fastest speed.

Now he is full of fear of Zheng Yuan that penetrates his soul.
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