"Haha. ”

The surrounding skin is full of ****, looking at Aunt Qi's figure presumptuously.

"You're saying it again?"

The door opened, and Ye Junming's eyes showed a cold light, looking at this group of ant-like creatures.

"Little B, who the fuck are you?"

The big man was startled by this sound, turned his head and found that it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child and scolded immediately.

"Junming, go back, didn't I tell you not to come out?"

Aunt Qi was in a hurry, not wanting to talk about Ye Junming's involvement in her trouble, so she hurriedly pushed him.

"Aunt Qi, don't worry that I am here, anyone who dares to say nothing to you, I will kill him!"

Ye Junming turned around and raised the big man with one hand like a chicken.

"I'm Cao! Little B, let go of Lao Tzu. ”

The big man struggled in the air, but Ye Junming's hand was as strong as iron tongs.

"Bump!"

With a punch, Ye Junming slightly retracted his strength and hit the big man's stomach, and the latter suddenly vomited like a river and a sea in his stomach, and he almost vomited his stomach.

"Fuck him! ”

The remaining dozen or so debt collectors each picked up the things at hand and hit Ye Junming.

"Look for death!"

Ye Junming's dual supernatural powers of condensation were suddenly used, and the power of controlling things firmly controlled the people around him and couldn't move.

"I'll make it, this turtle grandson is a bit evil!"

They secretly regretted it in their hearts, but Ye Junming didn't give him this opportunity, and the people who had been beaten by more than a dozen punches fell to the ground.

"Eat. ”

Ye Junming's tone was cold, and he looked at the crowd.

After all, these meals were made for him by Aunt Qi, and he was wasted like this before he even ate a bite, how could he not be angry.

"This. ”

Everyone hesitated and looked at this evil young man.

"Smack!"

Ye Junming broke the big man's leg with one step.

"Ahhh ”

The big man rolled in pain with his right leg in his arms.

"To eat or not to eat?"

Ye Junming said three words again.

This time, no one dared to hesitate, they all gobbled up the food on the ground with their hands, and stuffed it into their mouths in big gulps, for fear that Ye Junming would be unhappy and ruin their legs.

"I thought you'd like crutches, but you still like wheelchairs. ”

Ye Junming smiled coldly, and raised his right foot slightly.

The big man was so frightened that he hurriedly ran over to pick up the food.

"Did I let you eat?"

The big man's body trembled and looked at the demon.

"Eat as much as you vomit, and eat back if you vomit again. ”

Ye Junming said slowly.

Then, in order not to let the disgusting scene appear in Aunt Qi's eyes, Ye Junming invited Aunt Qi out, Aunt Qi couldn't accept that this child who had been stupid for a few years had changed so much at first, and she didn't know the disaster until she looked at the ground and cried bitterly.

"Vomit, wow, vomit. ”

A brutal hardcore performance began in the room, and many other people who couldn't stand the performance joined in. After all, they didn't dare to disobey this fierce and vicious Ye Junming, and they had to eat it back as much as they vomited.

"Junming, hurry up and pack up our things, let's go to Zhongdu, where is Yueting studying. ”

Aunt Qi packed up a lot of useful things from home, she knew that this time she had completely offended this debt collection gang, and she had to flee far away, after all, Ye Junming couldn't stop the forces behind this gang if he could fight, and the implication was too complicated.

"Good. ”

Ye Junming didn't think much about it, and when he returned to the house, he began to clean up, and put on the suit lent to him by Wang Yueting, I have to say that people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, this little tidying up, a young man in an eighteen or nineteen-year-old suit and leather shoes has a detached temperament, and slightly tidied up his unkempt hair and his previous image is completely heaven and earth.

In the process of packing her luggage, Wu Xiaoli appeared at the door tremblingly and returned the relics of Ye Junming's parents to him, and kept apologizing, hoping to forgive her younger brother's behavior.

"The 3,000 yuan is the price my brother sold at the beginning, and there is a receipt. ”

Wu Xiaoli handed over a stack of banknotes and said.

"You are kind to me, and the three hundred yuan will be repaid to you, so that you and I will no longer owe each other, and the grievances between your brother and me will also be written off. ”

After taking the money, the generous Ye Junming said, as an immortal, he naturally has clear grievances.

I almost didn't recognize it until I appeared in front of Aunt Qi.

The two of them boarded the long-distance bus at the passenger station with a large bag of luggage, and it was not until the bus drove for more than half an hour that Aunt Qi closed her tired eyes with peace of mind.

Ye Junming sat in the Mercedes-Benz car and was a little curious, looking at the novelty outside the window, perhaps the only thing that could attract him on this earth was the so-called technology, his divine sense spread within a hundred miles of the bus, quite a posture of the flying divine consciousness of the sword in his previous life shrouded thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"Sure enough, the aura on this earth has been completely depleted, perhaps the immortal cultivators have long been extinct, and now it is the era of martial artists dominating the world. ”

Ye Junming retracted his divine sense and laughed secretly, if those martial artists who fought all over the world suddenly found out that he, a living fossil in the immortal cultivation world, would he feel like it.

The martial arts cultivation column is also known as martial arts, even if Ye Junming lived for thousands of years in his previous life, he knew very little about this discipline, but he had challenged many martial saints of the same realm when he broke the realm of the Void Saint, and his physical strength could resist all kinds of immortal methods, which was quite tricky to deal with.

However, martial arts are more difficult than cultivating immortals, and almost all the powerful martial arts masters are also in the realm of breaking through the void, which is the so-called martial saint, and the martial gods of the realm of tribulation have never heard of it.

At first, Ye Junming didn't care about this world where martial artists were like carp crossing the river, but with the appearance of Wan Shijie, he had to be cautious.

"Whew. ”

With a big gulp, Ye Junming gathered the little pitiful aura from his body in the dantian, and then poured his divine sense into the dantian. The aura slowly fused, and within half an hour, there was an extra transparent small sword of a few centimeters in the dantian.

After wasting most of his effort, Ye Junming wiped the sweat on his forehead, this is a small sword that he has refined with spiritual energy, and it is also his current reliance on saving his life, this sword is also called 'Lingnian' can severely damage the soul.

In his previous life, Ye Tiandou used this spiritual thought to behead the martial saint, after all, martial artists and immortal cultivators all have weaknesses, and the weakness of immortal cultivators is nothing more than the fragility of the body, and the weakness of martial artists lies in the instability of the soul.

Based on Ye Junming's cultivation now, this spiritual thought can hurt the martial artist in the foundation building period, and if the spiritual thought is separated from the body, he will also be greatly injured by it.

Before he reached the foundation building, he couldn't urge the immortal method, Ye Junming didn't know this truth, but he thought about it, but it didn't mean that he couldn't practice the martial arts.

Ye Junming was a little apprehensive, it was not that no one had ever practiced like this in the Tianxuan Continent, but most of them had gone mad and cultivated to the end of the world.

"There is no need to continue on the same path in this life. ”

Ye Junming made up his mind and began to recall every exercise he had recorded in his mind.

"Overlord Technique?"

This exercise was created by the Wolf King of the Ancient Wolf Clan, and it was the only race among all the creatures of the Terran to practice martial arts.

Its exercises close the mind, and even enter the demons. Bloodthirsty and aggressive, extremely domineering.

The exercises are tenfold, but no living soul has ever practiced to the last one.

Ye Junming has a little understanding of this race, and the number is scarce and there is a tradition of homogeneity, which also creates this race to dominate a domain.