The old man's hair and beard are all white, and he is wearing a Nanyang martial robe at this moment, and he is indescribably elegant and indifferent.
He carried his hands on his back, glanced at the audience with a cold look, and said coldly: "Break one hand all, and then get out of here, I won't kill you."
The God of War in Nanyang, Emperor Yang!
"Yang Diming!?"
When I saw this white-haired old man, several spectators from the Hong Kong City subconsciously shivered.
The legendary Nanyang God of War?
How could he appear here?
And judging from his posture, it seems that he has recovered his former peak combat power!
The legendary Nanyang God of War, who is invincible across the southeastern sea, actually appeared here.
Those who know him find it incredible.
"Yang Diming? The God of War in Nanyang?"
However, Long Aohai sneered.
"I remember, you are the legendary useless man, right?"
"A merely a useless man dares to come to the platform for the surname Ye. Don't you know how to write the word "death", right?"
"Yes, when will it be an outer door turn to intervene in our law enforcement hall and our dragon gate affairs?"
"Get out, otherwise the Lord of Hall Dragon takes action later, and you won't even find North anywhere!"
A group of elite soldiers from the law enforcement hall shouted. In their opinion, what can an old man with white hair do?
And let this group of people slap a hand?
Is he worthy of saying such things?
Let’s send his dream of spring and autumn!
Yang Diming ignored these clowns and nodded at Ye Hao with a smile on his face.
Ye Hao didn't expect that at the critical moment, Yang Diming would come to stand up for him.
But it wasn't the time to chat. He just nodded slightly, but didn't say much.
Seeing this scene, Shi Xiaolan, who had a pale face, took a step forward at this moment, smiled and said, "Old Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Today this is the home court of our Five Taoist Temples. I'm afraid you have to ask not to interfere in this matter."
"After all, we are now dealing with a scum of the martial arts world in Daxia."
"You are an expert from Nanyang Kingdom, and it is not appropriate to intervene."
It was heard that Yang Diming was from Nanyang Kingdom, and Tian Feng Dadou and others all showed sarcastic expressions, and then looked at Yang Diming with sharp eyes.
In the eyes of the islanders, the three words Nanyang Kingdom themselves represent weakness.
So what about the Nanyang God of War?
The god of war who ran out of a small place is also qualified to come to Hong Kong City to show off its power?
What are you thinking!?
It can be said that except for Shi Xiaolan who is three-point afraid of Yang Diming, whether it is Long Aohai or Tianfeng Dashu, he did not take Yang Diming seriously at this moment.
Especially Tian Feng Da Dou, looking at Yang Diming with gray hair, he couldn't help but step forward and looked at people with his nose: "Let's get rid of our hands?"
"Are you worthy?"
"Are you qualified?"
"I thought I could pretend to be a master in a martial arts robe?"
"Aren't you afraid of pretending to be too much, and pretending to be stupid?"
"Even the last one in Ye dares not pretend to be such a comparison in front of us. Do you dare?"
Emperor Yang looked at Tian Feng Dadou indifferently and said indifferently: "Then let's have two hands."
"Yang Diming!"
Tian Feng sneered.
"I have heard of you, the Nanyang God of War ten years ago, who fought invincible all over the Southeast Sea!"
"But, you were ruined ten years ago, didn't you?"
"Now you are dragging your body to threaten us? Are you brainless??"
"I tell you, if you are tactful, you will get out of here. When I meet you in the future, I will call you the God of War in the South China!"
"If you have to meddle in other people's business, don't blame our island nation for not giving you face to Nanyang!"