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In the previous life, Ye Cuo always felt that it was very strange that his family had died in a row in just one year.

From Ye's father's internal injuries, to Ye Qianqian's being defiled, to Ye's mother's sudden mental disorder, Ye Cuo felt that there must be something hidden in it.

At this time, an ancient martial arts master appeared here, which made Ye Cuo instantly feel that all this must not be simple.

Du Yiming seems to be just a puppet, and the person in front of him is the main messenger behind the scenes.

Ye Cuo is waiting for this person.

At this time, he had completed his dragon transformation in an instant, and rushed behind the man.

The man turned his back to Ye Cuo and didn't turn his head, but said with a hint of surprise: "The old man passed on the Dragon Divine Skill to you?" It seems that the child who picked it up is you, not this girl, we have found the wrong person." ”

Ye Cuo's heart moved, he didn't know if the old man in his mouth was a bad old man, and he didn't understand what he meant by the child he picked up.

But the top priority now is to catch this person and figure out who this person really is and why he wants to deal with Ye Qianqian.

Bang bang bang, in just two seconds, Ye Cuo's arms collided with the other party's arms more than a dozen times.

"Such a strong body, the Dragon Divine Skill is really the strongest attack technique in the world, it is full of murderous energy, and it is powerful!" The man turned his head, his face covered with a cloth, and he couldn't see his face.

But you can see the thin crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and it doesn't look young.

However, he resisted Ye Cuo's punches several times, and his face was relaxed, and he didn't have much pressure.

Ye Cuo's body has always been his most powerful advantage, different from the flesh of ordinary humans, coupled with the effect of dragonization, his attack and defense are very terrifying.

But the person in front of him didn't seem to be afraid of the confrontation with Ye Cuo, but seemed to be testing Ye Cuo's martial arts.

Ye Cuo's violent attack was unexpectedly followed by the whole person.

"Ancient Martial Family, or Ancient Martial Sect?" Ye Cuo fought more, the more he felt that something was wrong in his heart.

The person in front of him, every move and style, is like a jade that has been polished countless times, with almost no flaws and no leakage.

This kind of trick, Ye Cuo can also find the same feeling in Yan Feijue, and the tricks of the people of the Nangong family.

Compared with before, Qin Lao's Qin family swordsmanship has been passed down for half a year, and there is no such feeling of perfection.

Only a sect or family that has been inherited for more than a hundred years can have such an almost perfect martial arts and moves.

This person must be from the Guwu family, but Ye Cuo has seen the martial arts of the Xiao family, the Yan family, and the Nangong family, and none of them have this person's tricks, so Ye Cuo is a little confused, and the person in front of him is a teacher of which sect or family.

In this person's meridians, there was a strong true qi flowing, stirring his whole body, making his whole person like a huge balloon.

The stronger the power of Ye Cuo's attack in the past, the stronger it will bounce back, which makes Ye Cuo secretly frightened.

Fortunately, this person, although the martial arts tricks are exquisite, but compared with the Dragon Divine Skill, any martial arts seem very shallow.

This person has been cultivating for a longer time than Ye Cuo, and he can still have the upper hand at the beginning, and he keeps saying in his mouth: "Not bad, not bad, really talented, this bloodline is worthy of being a child from that place, the dragon god function is practiced like this, very good, very good!"

However, with the fight between the two people, the combat potential in Ye Cuo's body was quickly stimulated, and the blood in his body surged, like a flood river, and the sound of rattling and flowing could almost be heard.

One punch and one kick, when it was punched out, the air was like a firecracker, and there was a sound of air bursting.

The man and Ye Cuo fought against each other, and the words gradually decreased, and after every few moves, he could breathe a sigh of relief, and pretended to be relaxed: "Good boy, if you are in my hands, how good it would be, now it must be the first combat force under my hands!"

Ye Cuo's golden narrow pupils stared at him deadly, and his voice was like metal rubbing, and he said lightly: "Who are you, why do you want to move my sister?"

This person pinched his fist with a faint pain after colliding with Ye Cuo, looked at Ye Cuo and said, "If you want to know the reason for all this, go to hell and ask Lord Yama." ”

Ye Cuo snorted coldly, two scorching breaths that could almost burn erupted from his nostrils, and he blasted towards this person with a punch.

The man hurriedly raised his hands and blocked his chest like two doors.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Ye Cuo's punch slammed into his hand, and this person was shocked by Ye Cuo and took a few steps back, his breathing was a little disordered, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But before he could adjust, Ye Cuo punched him again.

It was still exactly the same punch in the chest, without any tricks and skills, Ye Cuo relied on his super physique and brute strength of the Dragon God Skill, like a bomber, and hit this person.

The man didn't expect Ye Cuo to change his move, it was still such a simple punch, so he could only raise his hand again and block it in front of his chest.

There was another loud bang, and the man was beaten back a few steps, his arms trembling slightly.

"Good boy, I don't have time to play with you, so I'll go first!" the man waved his arm, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Where to go!" Ye Cuo let out a dragon groan, echoing in the small corridor, and the people in charge of the KTV behind him who witnessed all this screamed miserably in an instant, covering their ears, and rolling in pain with their heads in pain.

Everybody's eyes were bleeding and they had lost their hearing forever.

This dragon roar also made the people in front of him can't help but be stunned.

"Say it or not!" Ye Cuo roared wildly, and another punch was blasted out, still the same trick.

Teng Teng!

The man resisted the punch, a trace of blood spurting out from the corner of his mouth, and he took a dozen steps back, hitting his back against the wall.

"Say not to say, say not to say, say not to say, not to say!" Ye Cuo rushed forward as if he was crazy, and every "say or not say" was a punch.

The whole person is like a pile driver who doesn't know how to get tired, the golden fist is constantly bombarded in advance, the fist is still golden at the beginning, and then it is gradually stained with red blood.

The man was leaning against the wall, his face was hideous, his hands were mechanically blocking in front of his chest, and his arms were rapidly swollen, and then he gradually lost consciousness.

Click!

With a crisp sound, an arm, under Ye Cuo's fist, broke in an instant, and the flesh blurred as if it had been blown up by explosives, directly bursting a ball of meat sauce.

This man was still struggling to resist with one arm, and he didn't mean to say it at all.

A large crack had appeared in the wall behind him, and the entire figure was embedded in the wall, leaving only half of his body exposed.

"Say it or not!"

Bang!

One punch!

Blood was dripping with blood, and all kinds of internal organs mixed with broken bones flowed to the ground in a clattering manner.

Ye Cuo slowly withdrew his fist: "I don't need you to say it!"