Ye Liancheng squinted his eyes, and he watched the other party's every move, for fear that one of his inattentive would fall into the same ending as facing the iron stone.

This person seems to be a martial artist, and his strength is naturally not as good as the iron stone that splits the sky with two swords, but the killing intent on his body is far greater than that of the iron stone, and Ye Liancheng, who is being stared at, is like falling into the mouth of a tiger.

This coercion against Ye Liancheng was not deliberately restrained, and even the martial artists outside the ring were affected by Yu Wei, as if they were grabbed by the collar, and they didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere, and the originally lively ring became audible.

As for Shao Xinglong, who suddenly disappeared into the ring, his whereabouts were soon discovered, and he sat on the wooden chair of the grass pavilion unharmed, exactly the same as at the beginning, but it looked as if he was asleep.

The wound on Shao Xinglong's body that was cut open by Ye Liancheng had stopped bleeding for some time, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind the moment the old man appeared in the ring, and this senior still made a move after all.

Shao Xinglong, who knew that what was going on next had nothing to do with him, closed his eyes safely, let the old man give him some points to stop the bleeding, and then was kicked to the position.

Between this lightning and flint, no one reacted to what happened, it stands to reason that at this speed, Shao Xinglong should be dead and dead as soon as he stepped down, but he was still safe and sound in his position, without any damage.

The old man's mastery of strength was extreme, and the moment Shao Xinglong landed on the chair, the huge strength on his body dissipated without a trace, this kind of realm that many people have never heard of, let alone seen.

Even Ye Liancheng, who was standing in place, gradually figured out what was going on, and couldn't help but sigh what kind of person this was, who was able to do this. Although his second uncle's martial arts realm is high, his control over martial arts is probably not as good as the old man in front of him.

The old man who didn't smile has been looking at Ye Liancheng a lot, and the place where his eyes stayed the most was the tip of Ye Liancheng's hair, and he seemed to have seen the red practice hidden in it from the beginning.

Seeing through it but not saying it made Ye Liancheng feel a sense of oppression, and being able to see through Chi Lian's disguise, it was really above him in the realm, and Ye Liancheng was a little difficult to do now.

Ye Liancheng, who is usually hippie and smiling, is nervous at the moment, and now he doesn't dare to show off some words that deliberately provoke others, although the old man in front of him looks extremely thin, but the momentum he exudes is like a volcano about to erupt, but people are daunted.

Finally, it was this old man of unknown origin who broke the strange silence, "Young man, the martial arts attainments are good, where is the teacher?"

This question made Ye Liancheng a little embarrassed, if he really said that his martial arts master should still be Tieshi, but Tieshi had never recognized Ye Liancheng's identity as a disciple, so in line with the principle of respecting the teacher, Ye Liancheng replied: "There is no master, I figured it out blindly." ”

"Oh?" the old man couldn't help but hesitate, this answer was really a bit unexpected for him, and he couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him again.

After a while, the old man sighed: "Yes, yes, the young man is promising, I don't want me to live for most of my life and still stand still." ”

What the old man said was in the fog of Ye Liancheng, but his vigilance was not let down because of this, and the person in front of him could take his life at any time, so he couldn't be careless.

Maybe it was because of this glance, the appreciation in the old man's eyes became more and more intense, if only there was such a young man in the martial arts league, he thought.

"Now this group of little rabbits in the martial arts league is not a climate, not as hot as it was back then, I remember a young man with a beard said, 'This river and lake is tasteless at all', I agree with his statement, but it is also something I created single-handedly, no matter how I say it, I can't let outsiders touch it, right?" At the end of speaking, the old man's eyes froze, staring at Ye Liancheng's eyes from bottom to top.

The bearded young man, Ye Liancheng's brain was running rapidly, and after thinking about it for a long time, he knew that this old man should be talking about Xu Zhao, and his heart sank, what is the thing he single-handedly created? Ye Liancheng can remember that this martial arts alliance has a history of hundreds of years.

Thinking of this, Ye Liancheng's eyes couldn't help but leak shock, he vaguely guessed the identity of the old man in front of him, and he naturally knew what it meant for a martial artist to have such a long lifespan.

Seeing the emotion in Ye Liancheng's eyes, the old man waved his hand nonchalantly, "Yes, yes, the limbs are developed and the mind is not simple, no wonder I can stand here today." ”

Ye Liancheng has the heart to scold his mother, and the people of the Zhushen Division asked him to force out the things of the Wulin League, is it just to force this old monster out?

But after thinking about it, Yu Lao seemed to ask that he must participate in it, and it was already doomed from the beginning, and Ye Liancheng couldn't escape.

If you want to take Fengyang Zhongzhou, you have to rely on Yu Lao, although Yu Lao is a hanger on weekdays, but he is still reliable at the critical moment, didn't he promise that he would make a shot at the critical moment, thinking of this, Ye Liancheng's heart was a little more comforted, and he was no longer so worried.

The old man seemed to think that Ye Liancheng's delay was too much of a waste of time, he stretched out his little thumb and plucked his ears, and said to himself: "Since you have come here, you know the rules in the ring, right?"

Ye Liancheng's breathing became a little heavier and nodded.

Somehow, looking at Ye Liancheng's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, the old man couldn't help but sneer, "I know you didn't mean to participate in it, I'll give you a chance now, as long as you leave here within five breaths, I won't pursue it anymore." ”

The old man in front of him should still appreciate himself, the corners of Ye Liancheng's mouth couldn't help but rise, and said: "Senior, don't remember the time anymore, the kid won't back down now." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then a smile leaked from his face, and the overwhelming murderous aura was included in his body at this moment, and he sighed: "If the current martial artists were like you, the Martial Arts League would not have come to this point." ”

Without waiting for Ye Liancheng to answer, the old man turned around and continued to the surrounding martial artists: "I, Wang Jiangyuan, challenge this person again, and I hope you will appreciate your face as a witness." ”

Wang Jiangyuan, why is this name so familiar, many warriors couldn't help frowning when they heard the old man's words, and began to search for these three words in their memory...