Ye Yifan was horrified and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
"How did the lonely old man find himself? And when did he know that he was following him?"
After coming out of the restaurant, he had been carefully following the lonely old man. Even the lonely old man didn't even turn his head, but he found himself. Why didn't this make him horrified?!
"It's rare to see people here, especially at night. It's just you and me here, boy, come out and meet us!"
When Ye Yifan was in shock, the old man's cold and hoarse voice came out again, and looking at his eyes, he never left his hiding place.
Taking a deep breath of cold air, Ye Yifan walked out suddenly and faced the lonely old man. Since he was discovered, there was no need to hide anymore.
"Boy, are you finally willing to come out!?" The lonely old man smiled coldly, but his face was full of repulsion.
"Are you from the government?" The lonely old man's eyes were slightly cold, and his brows twitched involuntarily.
"No!" Ye Yifan slowly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said calmly.
"Then why are you following me?" The lonely old man looked at Ye Yifan closely, as if he wanted to find some information on his face.
"Somewhat curious!"
"You are an extraordinary person. What is your identity?" Ye Yifan also looked closely at the lonely old man. Although this man looked frail, he did not dare to be careless at all. Judging from this man's behavior,
, not the kind of bad old man who can do anything he wants.
"Hey, kid, curiosity can kill a cat, aren't you afraid of losing your life?"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Yifan discovered that a fierce evil aura emanated from the lonely old man's body, which was sharp and depressing.
His eyes were focused, all five senses were fully opened, and one hand was slowly placed on his chest to protect him in case of emergencies.
"Are you a cultivator?" The lonely old man's expression changed and he raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Yes, I am one of the two major forces in Lin Fengcheng, a member of the Lin family!" Ye Yifan nodded and borrowed the name of the Lin family. Although the Lin family is not super powerful, no one in Lin Fengcheng dares to provoke him.
, the reason why he "introduced himself" was to see the reaction of the lonely old man of the Lin family.
"It's the Lin family again!" For some reason, after hearing Ye Yifan's words, the lonely old man's face trembled.
"I met two boys who claimed to be members of the Lin family earlier and wanted to catch me."
"Humph, but they were all seriously injured by me!"
The lonely old man's face gradually turned cold: "Since you are a member of the Lin family, I cannot keep you!"
As soon as the lonely old man said these words, his figure immediately flashed in vain. In just a few breaths, he appeared ten meters away.
He just saw a vague figure flashing like a ghost, approaching him quickly. When Ye Yifan saw the lonely old man clearly, he appeared in front of him.
"Boy, don't blame me for being cruel. If you want to blame me, I can only blame you for meeting me!" came the sinister words of the lonely old man, and he appeared two meters away.
"Xuanjie high-level martial arts, Throat Claw!" The lonely old man jumped up, and formed claws with his hands, which looked like eagle claws. He was still in the air, and his fingertips were emitting a deep and sharp light, and his hands drew a strange arc.
The thread went straight to Ye Yifan's throat.
Ye Yifan's eyes widened in shock. Although he had already guessed that the lonely old man was not as weak as he appeared, he did not expect that he would have such a weird speed.
Not daring to neglect, he hurriedly grabbed it with one hand and grabbed the hand that was attacking the throat of the lonely old man. All the energy in his body gathered in his hand like a tide, and he quickly slapped the lonely old man with a palm.
Although he was well prepared to deal with emergencies, he still miscalculated the lonely old man's powerful attack.
Although he gathered his vitality in his hands, the strength of the lonely old man was beyond imagination. He almost subconsciously turned his head, and the sharp claws scratched against his neck. A cut appeared instantly, and the soft palm also moved.
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The strong wind hit the lonely old man's eyes. He was a little shocked at Ye Yifan's reaction. He saw that although this palm was gentle, it was extremely powerful. It was too late to block it with his hand. He did not dare to test its edge at will. The lonely old man shrank and retreated.
He took a few steps and avoided it.
As soon as the lonely old man retreated, Ye Yifan felt a pain in his neck. He raised his hand and touched it, and a warm liquid poured into his hand.
After a slight glance at his blood-stained palm, Ye Yifan's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes gradually became serious.
It was obvious that this was the claw of the lonely old man just now. If it had not been a subconscious reaction, it is estimated that whether he could stand here now is a matter of two opinions.
Ye Yifan breathed violently. The enemies in front of him were beyond the reach of people like He Dexing. Whether it was speed or combat experience, the people in front of him were far beyond his limits.
"Hehe, the response was pretty good. You actually took it, but I won't be polite this time." He was a little surprised by Ye Yifan's speed and reaction, but the lonely old man looked contented.
He raised his fists, and a powerful energy burst out instantly, gathering in his hands. It seemed that he was preparing to make a killing move.
Seeing the actions of the lonely old man, Ye Yifan's eyes narrowed, and his heart that could not calm down at this moment regained his composure. The Proud Dragon Fist meridians began to circulate rapidly in the body, and he took out his trump card.
The shock that the lonely old man brought to him was so great that he did not dare to be careless. He estimated that the lonely old man's cultivation would be at the ninth level at worst, and he had extremely rich combat skills.
"Boy, please wake up!"
As if he was well prepared, the lonely old man's fist was glowing with intense light, and crazy vitality was constantly intertwining in his fist.
"Fire Fist!"
With a sudden shout, he touched the ground with his feet and jumped up high. Immediately, the lonely old man was like a tiger pouncing on food and punched Ye Yifan.
Leveraging the power of others, the lonely old man's fist was as bright as a blazing flame. The oppressive air erupted with a crackling sound, and sharp waves rushed towards Ye Yifan like a tide. The sharpness of this fist was far beyond what an ordinary ninth-level peak warrior could display.
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There was no fear on his face. Ye Yifan gritted his teeth and stepped out suddenly. A dent was made on the floor made of bluestone. He jumped up suddenly, and a strong and sharp wave of vitality continued to interweave in his fists.
With a dazzling light and a sharp sound of breaking wind, he punched the lonely old man.
"Boy, you're dead!" The lonely old man's eyes widened, his face full of ferocity, and a terrifying and violent evil energy erupted from his body.
"Ah!" Ye Yifan shouted angrily, all his energy gathered in his fist.
"Bang!"
A loud noise was heard, and an extremely violent wave of vitality swept across.