Chapter 222: How Strong Is Ye Zhantian?

Bang!

In the sky of the Qi Family Manor, the night was shrouded and dark clouds were thick!

A thunderbolt pierced the sky and woke up all beings!

"Good, what a terrible breath!"

"Could it be that this is the true strength of the Demon War King and the Five-Star Commander?"

Li Aoren never had no one in his eyes when he came again, only the horror at this time!

Because

When Ye Zhantian slowly stood up from the chair, the demon-like aura spread everywhere!

The body is standing up to the sky, the back is like a demon like a god, and the killing atmosphere is like an ocean, unfathomable and endless!

At this time.

Li Aoren could clearly feel that if the murderous aura on his body was compared with the murderous aura on Ye Zhantian's body, he would be as if a small boat in the storm would be overturned at any time, and Ye Zhantian was the one who controlled his life and death!

Wow!

Suddenly.

Ye Zhantian's figure disappeared out of thin air.

Syllable!

Next second!

A slap hit Li Aoren in the face, the bones of his face collapsed, the skin was open, the blood was shocking, and he flew upside down.

Boom!

Li Aoren fell heavily to the ground.

Burst!

A mouth, full of teeth mixed with blood, was spurted out.

With a frightened look, Li Aoren got up from the ground, trembling and trembling!

Oh my!

Oh my God!!

He was an absolute powerhouse in the realm of the Martial King, and he would be slapped away, and what was even more terrifying was that he didn't see clearly Ye Zhantian's movement trajectory and the direction of his shot!

"Li, what happened to Alliance Master Li just now?"

"How could the leader of the Li League be beaten to the point of spurting blood from his mouth and nose?

"Rong, Rong Province, is there anyone stronger than Elder Li?"

"Hallucinations, hallucinations, this must be our eyes!"

The Qi family members who saw this scene were all shocked with wide eyes and wide mouths, at this moment, they were so frightened that they even forgot to breathe!

Ye Zhantian, who stood up, was wearing a black windbreaker, with his back to stupid beings, holding a wine glass in his left hand, looking at the night sky with his eyes, without saying a word, but he was terrifying!

"You, even if you are a demon war king and a five-star commander, but you are still only in your twenties, how can you be so strong?"

Li Aoren was panicked and frightened, which was very different from the extremely powerful and domineering appearance just now!

The martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom have been inherited for thousands of years, and there are talented people from generation to generation.

Every once in a while, a group of heavenly pride will emerge, these young people, with extremely high understanding and great potential, have reached a shocking level of power at a young age!

but

A young man like Ye Zhantian, who smashed the Martial King Realm with just a peanut and a violent blow was absolutely unprecedented!

Li Aoren even had a feeling of horror to the bones, that is, tonight, even if the general alliance leader of the Martial Arts Alliance arrived, he couldn't stop Ye Zhantian's footsteps of washing the Qi family!

"In this world, there is a group of old guys, relying on the old and selling the old, self-righteous, looking down on young people, not taking young people in their eyes, showing a sense of superiority that has been precipitated for a lifetime everywhere, and suppressing the fighting spirit of young people!"

"I said, you old things, what is there to show off, no matter how powerful and powerful you are, you are all dying people, can't you be a little self-aware?"

"So, for an old thing like you, you must crush the bones with your feet and crush the soul!"

Ye Zhantian turned around, still holding a wine glass in his left hand, and his voice was flat and cold, revealing a chilling murderous aura!

"You, the old man doesn't believe it, with my martial king's realm, I can't defeat you with all my might!"

Li Aoren was shocked and angry, but he always felt that it was not easy for him to practice martial arts for more than 60 years, experience a hundred battles, and reach the realm of the Martial King, how could it be that he would be killed by a hairy boy about 20 years old?

Boom!

Who knows.

Ye Zhantian didn't say a word, he regarded Li Aoren as air, and he dodged and reached the top of his head, as if he was standing on top of the sky and stepping under his right foot!

Rumble!

A terrifying wave-like force, creepy, stepped on Li Aoren's head!

Li Aoren, who was desperately accumulating strength and wanted to use the full combat power of the Martial King Realm to fight to the death with Ye Zhantian, was suddenly stunned!

Because, he could feel very clearly that even if he tried his best to fight, he couldn't stop Ye Zhantian from stepping down!

It's terrible!

It's horrible!

In this world, how can there be such a young boy who shocks the past and the present, like a god?

Escape!

Suddenly.

In the depths of Li Aoren's heart, there was only one word left for "escape", and in the face of Ye Zhantian's kick from the collapse of the mountain, he, a powerhouse in the realm of martial arts, and an elder of the dignified martial arts alliance, did not even have the courage to resist!

Bang! Bang!

Li Aoren was so frightened that he threw three punches at the top of his head, and then, with one dodge, he ran wildly into the darkness.

Boom!

but

As soon as Li Aoren moved his body and was about to escape, Ye Zhantian's feet crushed down like a mountain and stepped on the top of his head.

Click!

The skull shatters and spreads all over the body!

In an instant.

Every inch of Li Aoren's body, from head to toe, was shattered by Ye Zhantian's foot, and his internal organs were bursting open.

Poof!

A bloody corpse fell to the ground.

The Qi family is as stunned as a chicken, their hearts are as cold as ice, and their faces are like ashes!

Li Aoren fell to the ground, his whole body was like a puddle of mud, his broken head was crooked to the side, completely lifeless, but his eyes widened, full of horror to the extreme, and he couldn't believe it!

correct

Ye Zhantian's face was grim, his eyes were empty, and he walked on the bones of Li Aoren, from the moment this ant came to the Qi family manor, he had never taken it seriously.

Sit back at the table.

Take a sip of wine, fill the wine glass, slowly pick up a peanut, put it in your mouth and chew, everything is so understatement, casual, and quiet:

"I have slaughtered millions of soldiers, and the blade in my hand is bloody. ”

"The ants don't know the battle Wang Wei, and they finger the world except for their names!"

Wow!

The voice fell!

Wave your hand!

The door of the Qi family's manor has been completely closed!

The screams are endless!

People are shutting down the door and beating dogs!

Ye Zhantian is, close the door and kill people!

Drink the wine in the glass.

Wearing a black trench coat and putting his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked slowly into the endless night!

The matter of the bloodied Qi family, Wang Ce, Zhou Bang, Duan Ruoxi, the three great generals, and the two hundred demon warriors, will all be done, there is no need to worry about this!

Call!

Walking alone on the street, Ye Zhantian had a cigarette in his mouth, indifferently spit out the smoke, looked at the bright city, and muttered to himself:

"There are still a few days left, it is the death day of my father's fifth anniversary, after completing this matter, I hope to find more clues about Ling'er on my trip to the capital!"