Don’t worry about whether you can beat him or not, you must control your momentum.
Anyway, I, Huikong, followed the old man Shengzi and traveled all over the country.
Cut down from the southern wilderness to Beichuan, kill from the east to the west.
Even overseas, I, Huikong, can be seen fighting hard.
Even in this land of the Central Plains, I am still fearless.
Just do it and it’s done!
not to mention.
There is a big-haired senior lying here.
There is even a Holy Son sitting here.
Let alone these so-called strong men from the Central Plains.
Even if all the heroes from the Central Plains arrive, what do I, Huikong, have to fear?
Don't even say it.
The aura of Jian Tianming and Huikong immediately subdued the people present.
Even Zhao Ding and the other three Half-Saint bosses looked at Jian Tianming and Huikong in astonishment.
Why are these two people so crazy?
Aren't they afraid of death?
Or is there something to rely on?
Is that why these two people are so arrogant?
For a while.
Everyone's eyes bypassed Jian Tianming and Huikong and looked at Ye Qingyun who was sitting on the pure gold Taishi chair.
Ye Qingyun still had walnuts in his hand, his expression was calm and calm, and his sitting posture was still lazy.
It was as if he didn't even pay attention to the little battle in front of him.
It seems that for Ye Qingyun, these are just small scenes.
Not worth mentioning.
But in fact.
Ye Qingyun was panicking to death.
It's just not visible on the surface.
"Damn! It turns out these guys have bad intentions. This is a damn Hongmen Banquet!"
Ye Qingyun muttered secretly in his heart.
His eyes searched everywhere.
Where is Mu Yangzi?
Where have you run off to now?
Come and save me quickly.
Of course, Ye Qingyun didn't know that Mu Yangzi was admiring the treasures with Zhang Wenzai at this moment.
I have no idea what happened to Ye Qingyun here.
"Only you two dare to wait for me
Arrogant in front of you?"
Zhao Ding regained consciousness.
He shouted angrily at Jian Tianming and Huikong.
The pressure of the semi-saint suddenly came.
The pressure made Jian Tianming and Huikong take two steps back at the same time.
Both of their bodies tensed up and their expressions became serious.
Seeing this, Ye Qingyun slowly placed one hand on the storage bag.
Always be ready to take out the hammer.
Da Mao, who was lying on the ground, just glanced at Zhao Ding and others casually.
Just this one glance.
Zhao Ding and others immediately entered the ice cellar one by one.
Feeling cold all over.
The energy and blood all over the body seemed to be stagnant.
"How could it be so coercive?"
Zhao Ding's face was full of horror, and his body seemed unable to move.
"Such pressure! It's so terrifying!"
Xiang Wanshan's eyes were full of panic.
He wanted to activate his military skills and rely on his military murderous spirit to get rid of this pressure.
But Xiang Wanshan was shocked to find out.
He actually couldn't even use the military murderous aura that he was best at.
At this moment, Xiang Wanshan felt like a young junior who was just starting out, facing a senior master who had practiced for countless years.
I feel so small.
"What kind of terrifying pressure is this? My body seems to be splitting apart!"
Qi Lian's delicate body trembled, and her cheeks turned white.
I broke out in cold sweat.
The three Half-Saints are all in this state, let alone the others.
All of them were suppressed by this inexplicable pressure, and their bodies couldn't even move.
Even breathing became very difficult.
"Could this be this person's strength?"
Everyone looked at Ye Qingyun in disbelief.
They thought that although Ye Qingyun was very powerful, he would never be able to deal with so many of them.
Moreover, this is also the Shuxianglongyuan, which is the territory of Confucianism.
Even if you, Ye Qingyun, are a dragon crossing the river, you still have to be honest here.
Unexpectedly.
This pressure alone has already made them, the so-called strong men of the Central Plains, doubt their lives.
Not to mention these people, even if there are more people, I'm afraid they won't be able to threaten this person.
horrible!
What kind of cultivation level is this person?
saint?
But there is no saintly aura about this person.
Moreover, wherever the saint goes, the power of heaven and earth will follow him, but this person does not have such a vision.
Ordinary is like an ordinary person who has only been practicing for a few years.
But this coercion cannot be faked.
Ye Qingyun also felt a little strange at this moment.
To be continued...