"Mental damage is incurable. The old man's face was very indifferent, and he only sighed slightly.

But this sigh was completely different in Yang Yi's feelings, a coercion that was at least twice as powerful suddenly impacted, feeling that his body was suddenly heavy, his legs were weak, and Yang Yi almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, even if his right hand fell, with the support of the slender silver high-grade magic sword, he did not soften.

"Do you know who he is?" the old man didn't care about Yang Yi's movements, but looked at Chang Baotian and asked in a low voice.

"He is my grandson, and even though he does the same disgusting things as his father, he is my grandson after all, my only bloodline. Without waiting for Yang Yi to answer, the old man didn't seem to need to answer at all and said to himself.

Stretching out his hand to lift Chang Baotian up, the old man's forehead suddenly shot out a thread of spiritual power, instantly enveloping Chang Baotian.

In the blink of an eye, Chang Baotian's clothes were shattered, and the scars he rubbed when he landed on the ground were instantly healed, and the blood was evaporated.

Yang Yi stared at the old man nervously, he didn't say a word, he was also waiting, just like the two big men behind him, he was also waiting for the arrival of the old man's attack, maybe it was a lore who didn't even have a chance to return the phone.

The old man looked at Yang Yi lightly, slowly raised his right arm, and waved.

Suddenly.

From behind the weedy forest, a flying magic weapon flies.

The snow-white hull, the streamlined hull, and especially the huge logo are extremely conspicuous.

The emblem of the Shen family?

Yang Yi recognized this flying magic weapon at a glance, he had also taken this flying magic weapon to the Liao family territory at the beginning, and now he saw Shen Hongyue's flying magic weapon again, especially on this occasion, Yang Yi didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

"Sir, where is the owner of this flying magic weapon?" asked loudly, plucking up his courage and taking a step forward.

"Do you know the owner of this flying magic machine?" the old man was also very strange.

"Yes, this flying magic weapon is my ...... A friend of mine. Yang Yi originally wanted to say that it was his girlfriend, after all, Shen Hongyue's relationship with him had long been confirmed, but suddenly, Yang Yi changed his mind.

"This one belongs to my granddaughter-in-law. Will you be his friend?" the old man's face suddenly turned cold, as if the owner of this flying magic weapon was more important than his grandson.

"The owner of this flying machine is my girlfriend. Yang Yi gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"He can only be my granddaughter-in-law, he can't be anyone's girlfriend, young man, and you have no reason to leave. Like Yang Yi, the old man was even smiling when he increased his coercion.

"He's my girlfriend. Yang Yi's eyes instantly turned blood red, perhaps it was Shen Hongyue's safety that aroused his anger, and he was under pressure that had nearly doubled, Yang Yi actually slowly raised his right hand, and the silver glittering top-grade magic sword pointed directly at the old man.

"You should have died a long time ago. The old man snorted coldly, but the smile on his face was even brighter.

With a look in his eyes, Yang Yidun screamed badly, which was a sign that the old man was about to make a move.

Yes!

Yang Yi's tenacious character did not allow him to succumb, and with a roar of rage, Yang Yi took a heavy step forward, and even made an attack posture.

Yang Yi's actions made the old man's eyes inevitably rise with a glint of approval, and then this sparkle was replaced by anger.

I saw Yang Yi slowly stretch out his left hand, his index finger stretched out, and he actually provoked the old man with a hook and a hook.

The childlike movements reflect the contempt in Yang Yi's heart.

The smile on the old man's face was even stronger, but his eyes were even colder.

With a cold snort, the old man suddenly disappeared.

Others may not be able to see it, but Yang Yi has already hit all his perception on the old man's body, and at the same time, the silver true qi is also infused into his eyes, closely watching the old man's every move, although the old man disappeared, but in Yang Yi's perception and sight, he found that the old man did not even change his posture in the slightest, and he came to him in an instant.

The full force of the heaven-level high-grade realm cultivator's blow also became very slow in Yang Yi's eyes infused with silver true qi, and the old man's speed was so that Yang Yi didn't even have time to react, how terrifying it was.

Feeling the huge pressure like the collapse of a mountain, Yang Yi even became difficult to breathe, but even so, he still opened his mouth and spat at the old man with all his strength.

Yes, it's saliva, Yang Yi can't even move his fingers at this time, but I don't know why, maybe the old man likes to listen to the fear cry when facing death, Yang Yi's mouth actually didn't bear any pressure.

Contemptuous movements, contemptuous behavior, the old man had no smile on his face at all at this time, and he didn't use any weapons at all, as if he was taking something in his arms, which seemed to be slow, but in fact he grabbed Yang Yi's chest very quickly.

It is not a sharp blade, but it is better than a sharp blade, the majesty of the true qi of these strong people is definitely not comparable to that of a four-star and five-heaven-level peak realm cultivator, Yang Yi firmly believes that his body at this time can withstand the full force of a heaven-level high-grade realm cultivator, and even barely able to withstand the powerful attack of a five-heaven-level peak realm cultivator, but at the same time, he believes that even a finger of the old man can't withstand it.

At the moment when the old man's palm reached his chest, Yang Yi smiled and smiled happily.

Perhaps death is also the best relief!

Yang Yi instantly let go of everything, and at this time he felt that it felt so good to let go of everything.

One second, two seconds, five seconds......

Hey?

Yang Yi frowned, the old man's face was in front of him, and the distance was definitely not more than one meter, and Yang Yi had already felt the cold breath on the old man's palm, but half a minute passed, and the imaginary sharp pain did not appear, and the old man's hand did not take a step forward before it stayed on his chest.

At the same time, Yang Yi did not have the feeling of being oppressed by coercion, and moved his fingers, and everything was gone.

Looking carefully, Yang Yi found that his body was shrouded in a layer of almost transparent light at this time, which happened to isolate the old man's hand from the outside, and in this transparent light, a red light flashed from time to time.

What is it?

Yang Yi felt very strange, he had never seen this kind of light before.

Only a thin mask can withstand the old man's blow?

The answer is obviously impossible, but why the old man stopped attacking Yang Yi has no way of knowing.

Don't care about exploring the light mask on your body, don't care about finding out why the old man suddenly stopped attacking, and exiting the old man's attack range at this time is the most important thing.

The silver true qi was transported in an instant, and Yang Yi was ready to escape at any time.

At this time, Yang Yi suddenly smiled evilly, his left hand suddenly stretched out, his index finger stretched out, and gently hooked on the old man's chin, and then the whole person suddenly retreated, at the same time, a mouthful of saliva did not leave with Yang Yi, but accurately fell on the old man's face.

Rise!

Although he couldn't hear the sound, he knew how angry he was when he saw the old man's suddenly flushed face, but at this time, Yang Yi couldn't care so much, and retreated to the side of the stone mountain in the blink of an eye, then stopped, looked at the old man vigilantly, the silver true qi instantly wrapped the whole body, as long as the old man had any abnormal movement, under the perception and eyes, Yang Yi had enough time to retreat to the stone mountain.

Suddenly, the strong man's aura on the old man's body suddenly burst out and scattered in all directions.

The huge coercion hit in an instant, Yang Yi only felt a weight in his body, and that suffocating feeling hit again, but Yang Yi did not panic this time, Shi Shan was behind him, and he had just understood the strength of the old man, and he was absolutely confident that he would retreat to Shi Shan when the old man attacked him.

"Hold my granddaughter, you're still on fire. Suddenly, the coercion disappeared, and an ordinary flying magic weapon slowly fell from the sky, and an old man who was also white stood on it.

The face of the Chinese character, the long eagle hooked nose, a pair of thin lips that are almost invisible, although the hair is weak and pale, but the face is full of red light.

Looking at the old man's appearance and the flying magic weapon with the Shen family logo printed on the old man's feet, Yang Yi immediately guessed who this old man was.