The old man who suddenly appeared seemed extremely weak, as if a gust of wind might blow him away, but Ye Cheng felt a huge threat from this old man.
Ye Cheng's attention has already been fully focused on this old man at this moment. With Ye Cheng's eyesight, he can't even tell the depth of this old man's strength.
Although Ye Cheng is only at the second level of enlightenment now, because of the method Ye Cheng has cultivated, even a strong man of the ninth level of enlightenment cannot hide the level of his strength in front of Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng's face was extremely solemn. He could not see through the old man's strength. The most likely possibility was that the old man's strength was beyond Ye Cheng's detection range.
The monk surnamed Zhang who died in the hands of Ye Cheng a few days ago was a strong Qi practitioner, but there was a big difference in the feelings that the old man in front of him and the monk surnamed Zhang gave Ye Cheng.
Those who are strong in the Qi training realm can already absorb and refine all kinds of Qi in the world and make them their own. Every move they make is in harmony with the surrounding world. This is the feeling that the monk surnamed Zhang gave Ye Cheng.
However, the old man in front of Ye Cheng was not very consistent with the world around him, and was far inferior to the monk surnamed Zhang.
Even so, compared with those warriors in the Awakening Realm, this old man was clearly far above them. In a word, everything about this old man seemed so mysterious.
Before the old man showed up, Ye Cheng thought the person coming was Chen Qi, but now, Ye Cheng has completely rejected this idea.
Because Chen Qi is not that old, and his strength is not that strong.
What's more, the remnants of the dirty clothes gang around him looked at the old man with obviously unfamiliar eyes.
"Who are you?" The old man's appearance made Ye Cheng more eager to fight.
"Boy, you are so courageous that you dare to kill the dirty clothes gang. Didn't your elders tell you that the dirty clothes gang is not something you can provoke?" The old man kept coughing, but he looked at Ye Cheng.
It was filled with disdain.
"I want to kill someone, did you stop me?" Ye Cheng sneered. Although Ye Cheng was wary of the old man, this did not mean that Ye Cheng would show weakness just because of the old man's words.
While speaking, Ye Cheng swung his body and killed several dirty clothes gang members again.
"Hmph, I don't know how high-minded a guy with only the second level of enlightenment dares to be arrogant in front of me. Let me tell you, even a warrior with the ninth level of enlightenment will die in front of me. I haven't made a move in more than ten years, and I don't want to kill rashly.
If you understand and leave now, I can forgive you and forget the blame, otherwise, there is no other way for you except death!" The mysterious old man could kill these dirty clothes gang members by himself, but Ye Cheng is like this
Killing people in front of him, the old man was obviously angry. His rickety body straightened slightly, and a terrifying aura rose from the old man's body to the sky, causing thumb-sized objects to appear around the old man's body.
of cyclone.
"What does this old guy mean by this? Judging from his actions, he is obviously not the kind of soft-hearted person. Otherwise, he would not kill many members of the Dirty Clothes Gang as soon as he appeared on the scene? It is obvious that this old man is related to
There is some relationship between the Dirty Clothes Gang. I went to the Dirty Clothes Gang to kill me. According to common sense, if this old man really has the strength to kill me easily, he will definitely not talk nonsense and just attack me directly. At this moment
He said this, is there some reason why the old man can't take action?" Ye Cheng was calculating in his mind.
"Cough cough...cough cough..." Although the mysterious old man showed great momentum, he was still coughing. While coughing, he actually spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
"By the way, this old guy must be injured. The reason why he is in the Dirty Clothes Gang headquarters is probably to recover from his injuries and kill those little guys. He may not waste any effort, but if he is with me
Take action, this old guy must be worried that his injuries will worsen again!" This scene fell in Ye Cheng's eyes, and Ye Cheng's eyes lit up.
"Boy, do you know who I am? Let me tell you, the Chen Qi you are looking for is just a disciple of me. A martial artist like you who has just awakened may be barely a master in this fierce city, but in my eyes
, you are still an ant. If I want to kill you, I can just use one finger. However, I live in seclusion here, but I am already far away from the world. I don’t want to get involved in the affairs of your juniors, lest I end up with a reputation of bullying the younger ones. If not,
Because if you disturb my Qingxiu, I won’t be too lazy to come out!”
"Boy, get out of here before I get angry. If it happens again, I will definitely kill you!" The mysterious old man grabbed the air with his hands, and countless cyclones fell into his hands. He waved lightly, and those cyclones were brought to life.
A sharp whistling sound came straight towards Ye Cheng.
These cyclones covered almost every inch of space around Ye Cheng. If Ye Cheng wanted to avoid these attacks, there was no other way except flying back. Depending on the situation, the old man's move was just to attack him.
Force Ye Cheng away from here.
With the old man's previous words in mind, if he were another person, he might choose to go as far as he wants at this moment, but now Ye Cheng has doubts about the old man, thinking that he is just bluffing, but Ye Cheng does not do so.
Do.
His body trembled, and the surrounding void rippled. A faint cyan light curtain surrounded Ye Cheng's body, and Ye Cheng's fists also punched hundreds or thousands of times in that instant.
, heading straight towards those cyclones.
Although Ye Cheng's fists are extremely fast, there will definitely be some gaps between every punch he throws. If Ye Cheng wants to use his fists to completely knock down all the cyclones, it is simply unrealistic.
.
Ye Cheng took the initiative to wave his fists towards these cyclones, but he had no intention of knocking them all down.
"Push!..." A cyclone came from the gap between Ye Cheng's fists, fell directly on Ye Cheng, suddenly exploded, turned into countless energy, and collided with the light curtain that Ye Cheng was protecting.
Together, Ye Cheng couldn't help but take a step back.
However, there was joy on Ye Cheng's face. Just as Ye Cheng thought, although these cyclones seemed terrifying, their power was limited. At least with Ye Cheng's current physical strength, he could barely withstand it.
Come down.
"Plop! Plop! Plop!..." There were several cyclones and several types of Ye Cheng, and Ye Cheng kept retreating.
Finally, all the whirlpools completely disappeared, and at this moment, Ye Cheng had taken at least dozens of steps back, and a few streaks of blood appeared on the corners of his lips.