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Chapter 459

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At this time, Zhou Huaqiang, who flashed out of the corner, looked at the leading man in surprise and said: "Instructor Wu? Haven't you been dead for three years?"

Black soldier? Ye Lingtian narrowed his eyes: "Lan Bing's man?"

"You have recognized the wrong person!" The leading man completely ignored Zhou Huaqiang's words, his face did not move, but just looked at Ye Lingtian, and a strong murderous intent curled up the corner of his mouth and said, "Speak! Tell me out your origin and intentions, because I am all from the Long Kingdom, I will consider giving you a way out."

"The three seem to have reversed the scene."

Ye Lingtian looked at the three middle-aged men with extraordinary aura and could feel the iron-blooded aura on the other party, but he didn't care much. When Zhou Huaqiang lowered his head and thought hard, Ye Lingtian spoke lightly: "If you don't explain your identity clearly, no matter who you are, you must die tonight."

The leader raised the corner of his mouth: "Then I can only take you down and question me!"

He suddenly raised his hand, moved his feet, and the floor immediately sounded, and two footprints were added to the wooden floor, and then his right foot sank and supported him. The huge body instantly rushed towards Ye Lingtian like a cannonball with the help of his foot power, and was invincible.

He took action like a wolf, and his strength was like a bear! Ye Lingtian still had no expression on his face, and his whole body was just there, but his aura was not inferior to that of the middle-aged man who rushed over. Until the other party narrowed the distance between the two, Ye Lingtian smiled faintly. The ordinary hand immediately developed extraordinary strength, and the battle knife and the dagger collided fiercely!

Landslides collapse and the ground breaks, lions and tigers are in harmony.

When the middle-aged man's dagger hit Ye Lingtian's defensive sword, a suffocating momentum erupted. When the two sides collided, they did not disperse immediately. Instead, they held the weapon and fought fiercely. Ye Lingtian smiled slightly, and suddenly drilled out with his left hand, and with the help of the body's power that looked like a hunting bow, it turned into a fist and quickly hit the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man seemed to have already expected Ye Lingtian to come, and his right hand sank, blocking Ye Lingtian's accumulated attack with his palm. The two huge forces instantly confronted each other, and there was no more power. At this time, if someone went up to touch their arms, he would know what hard as iron is.

"Boy, I'll have a chance!"

The middle-aged man's invincible domineering and murderous aura, through the dagger and fist, blocking his arms towards Ye Lingtian, causing Ye Lingtian's eyebrows to shake slightly, his whole body was cut like a knife, and his hands were even more uncomfortable. Ye Lingtian sighed in his heart, this guy is really domineering.

However, Ye Lingtian moved the energy of the Dantian, and then increased his strength, and his hands produced new power out of thin air. A cold smile was rising on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and suddenly he felt that Ye Lingtian was slowly destroying the power of his hands.

In front of the Tianwu-level master, he is just an ant.

That strange thing is like being overwhelmed by someone when he is wrestling his arm, and no matter how hard he struggles, it is futile. A trace of shock passed through the middle-aged man's face, and a moment of inability to come out of his heart. The boy in front of him was beyond his expectations. The middle-aged man shouted violently and vomited with all his strength.

The stalemate of confrontation was broken. The middle-aged man shook his dagger and stopped his feet and retreated quickly. He did not intend to escape, but wanted to stabilize his position. Although he had only tried two moves with Ye Lingtian, he had done his best and consumed a lot of energy. He needed to accumulate momentum again and strive for a try.

"No, eight internal strength."

This retreat is a fighter.

Ye Lingtian naturally would not give him a chance to breathe. When the middle-aged man retreated, his body suddenly moved. Although the middle-aged man was already retreating quickly, Ye Lingtian's speed was obviously faster than him, so the initiative was all in Ye Lingtian's hands. The middle-aged man retreated quickly again, hoping to avoid Ye Lingtian's pursuit.

"You, you are at the Tianwu level, how is that possible?"
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