Li Yue glanced at the red-haired young man lightly, then got up and walked out.

Of course, he could feel the strange power emanating from the red-haired youth.

This kind of method seems to gather all the air in all directions, and press it towards him in one go, similar to some kind of witchcraft secret art, but it lacks subtle changes, violent and direct.

There seems to be a deeper power hidden in the red-haired youth's body.

However, in the face of pure yang true qi, the strange power of the red-haired youth did not take advantage of it at all.

A hint of complexity flashed in Lin Manqing's eyes, and he wanted to hold Li Yue, but finally stopped his hand.

Seeing a teenager who looked like a high school student appear in the courtyard, Su Mei, Tong Hongquan and other veteran masters were surprised.

The faces of everyone who poked their feet also changed, but they didn't expect that this high school student who came to "make trouble" was not only a light worker.

He Yuanlong, who was full of strength, didn't even make a move under him.

Zhang Xiaofang curled up and looked at Li Yue inexplicably with red circles under her eyes.

"Ahh

A gangster figure who was carrying the file of the poke door saw Li Yue clearly and couldn't help but exclaim.

He crawled to the feet of the red-haired youth.

"It's him! It's him! He's the martial arts master who broke my finger that night!" the gangster shuddered.

Li Yue glanced at it, and it was Huang Mao, who betrayed Chen Xiaowu that night.

Hearing the word "Grandmaster", everyone in the courtyard was taken aback again.

Su Mei, Tong Hongquan and other martial arts masters looked at Li Yue, who was obviously not even twenty years old, of course they didn't believe it.

Although they also saw Huo Jiao stretching out his finger towards the young man, they all thought it was just a simple scolding.

And poked the foot up and down the door, but his face was already shocked.

This is not the first time this high school student has been accused of being a martial arts grandmaster tonight.

It was Lin Manqing and her companions before.

Now he was recognized by the other party's subordinates again.

Zhang Xiaofang looked at Li Yue who walked into the courtyard as Shi Shiran walked in disbelief.

Even now, she didn't quite believe that the boy was a martial arts grandmaster.

But she could also see that this young martial artist was strong enough, and his strength was even greater than that of anyone in the Poke Foot Gate.

"Grandmaster?"

A touch of strangeness flashed on Huo Jiao's face, and then he kicked the yellow hair away, and his eyes flashed: "You can become a grandmaster before you are twenty years old? Why, you want to poke your feet in the door?"

Li Yue raised his head, and in the complicated and expectant gazes of the disciples of the Poke Foot Sect, he said lightly: "This matter has nothing to do with me. ”

The hope in the eyes of the people who poked the foot door was shattered in an instant.

Zhang Xiaofang held the only remaining wisp of fig leaf, shaking, tears flashing in her eyes, despair and remorse.

Regardless of whether the boy is a grandmaster or not, but at this time he represents the last straw.

It was only because of his momentary thoughts that he chose to covet the jade pendant and offended this young man, so that the last glimmer of hope tonight was also shattered.

"But Lin Manqing is under my control. Li Yue's voice changed and said, "She is my person." ”

Lin Manqing's beautiful face was slightly red, staring at Li Yue's back, and it seemed that Li Yue was the only one left in the whole world.

[Kindness +15 from Lin Manqing, Kindness 85]

"Pretending to be a coercion, you are also worthy of Lin Manqing?"

The red-haired young man's cheeks twitched, and anger and vigilance flashed in his eyes: "A mere garbage warrior dares to pretend to be a ghost in front of my Lord Huojiao! Who are you?"

[Malice +140 from Huojiao, malice value 140]

In Li Yue's host interface, the information of Huojiao also appeared.

Chen Xiaofan, male, 25 years old.

Codename: Huojiao.

Forces: Luoshui Group.

Talents: Superpowers.

Skill: Space Gravity.

Level: Level 3 Inhuman.

Qualifying: 2763/7658.

Malicious value: 140

Goodwill: 0

Status: The task is in progress.

......

It can be seen from the ranking information that among the more than 7,000 third-level aliens in the country, Huojiao's strength ranks 2763, which is above average.

Superpower?Space gravity?

The means of the Inhumans in this era?

A flash of interest flashed in Li Yue's eyes, an indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he hooked his finger at the red-haired youth.

The red-haired young man was stunned, turned his head and shouted: "Why are you still stunned, give it to me, abolish him for me!"

Su Mei, Tong Hongquan and other seniors did not move, they looked at Li Yue, some sighed, some shook their heads, and some regretted.

From behind these veteran dark power masters, a young man walked out, all of whom were disciples or juniors of these dark power masters.

Their skills were comparable to He Yuanlong's, but their number exceeded fifty.

There are more than 50 masters of Mingjin Perfection, more than any first-line sect in Jingling City!

With such combat effectiveness, even if you sneak attack a well-equipped modern regimental army, you can succeed.

They also saw that Li Yue was not simple, so they did not choose to go it alone.

Woohoo...... Under the cover of night, more than fifty young martial artists whose cultivation skills were still above Yu Yang and Wang Chengliang bounced up, either shooting straight out, or sweeping into an arc, besieging Li Yue from all directions!

Li Yue walked indifferently towards the red-haired youth.

A majestic young man with a metal fist in his hand rushed out of the oblique stab and punched Li Yue's waist!

The moment he punched, his eyelids rolled up, and his pupils turned from gray to white, as if he had turned on a switch in his body, and his power skyrocketed instantly.

Wow!

A circle of small umbrella-shaped air currents appeared at the edge of his fist, looming in the moonlight.

The fist is like a cannon, gathering energy to break through the air!

This is the visual effect that will only appear after Ming Jin has cultivated to the extreme!

Such a punch can truly destroy the iron cracking stone!

Li Yue didn't dodge, nor did he stop, his forearm was lowered very casually, and his elbow was twisted.

The punch that the strong young man originally aimed at Li Yue's waist collided with Li Yue's elbow.

Boast!

The metal fist gloves and his fist bones shattered at the same time, and his body was shocked by Li Yue's elbow and flew out more than ten meters.

Almost at the same time, two young martial artists attacked Li Yue's side one left and one right, their eyelids opened, revealing white pupils, and they also had the power of Ming Jin in an instant.

Bang!

In less than a second, the two of them sprayed fresh and flew out upside down, falling to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

More and more Ming Jin peak martial artists chose to attack Li Yue at the same time, but no matter whether there were three, four, five, or more, they all returned in vain.

It was as if they had hit a rapidly rotating humanoid turntable, and in the next second, they were all thrown out and smashed to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Li Yue walked forward leisurely, as if walking with an umbrella in a thunderous rainstorm.

He is like a shadow, sometimes true and sometimes false, unpredictable.

For these Ming Jin martial artists who are equivalent to the martial armor realm, he disdains to use true qi.

But he didn't keep his hand, these junior warriors really disappointed him.

Every part of his body has become an incomparably dangerous weapon at this moment.

Every movement of his was insignificant, done casually and casually, but it was full of devastating explosive power, and with a slight shake, it could shock the warrior who attacked him more than ten meters away.

In the eyes of others, it seemed that he didn't make a move at all, and as long as those warriors touched him, they were shocked out.

In mid-air, a figure flew out from time to time.

In the blink of an eye, nearly half of the more than fifty Ming Jin Consummation Martial Artists had been thrown out, seriously injured, and it was difficult to get up after falling to the ground.

The remaining thirty or so people all shrank and retreated, looking at Li Yue, shocked and frightened.

"Is this really Nie Yingbu?"

Zhang Gongming stared at Li Yue.

The high school student's posture is somewhat similar to the "Nie Yingbu" he had seen in the Zhang family compound, but compared with the Nie Yingbu performed by Zhang Lao, it seems to be a little different.

The more Zhang Gongming looked, the more uncertain he became, could it be that the young man used Nie Yingbu that had been deleted?

Also, "Nie Yingbu" belongs to the core secrets of the Zhang Jiawu faction, how can it be leaked.

At this moment, impatience flashed in Li Yue's eyes.

He didn't want to waste any more time.

His figure suddenly turned into nothingness, like a sparkling moon shadow, dreamy and blurred.

A second figure appeared in his figure.

Zhang Gongming's eyes widened suddenly, two, three, four, five, six...... With the figures of more than thirty young people appearing on his retina almost at the same time, he could no longer control the tremors of his body, and his face was only dull.

At the beginning of Zhang Lao's heyday, at most, he could only divide into ten doppelgangers.

And this young man easily conjured up more than thirty figures, as if it was just to deal with the remaining thirty or so martial artists, and if there were more people, he seemed to be able to divide more figures...... This is completely beyond mortals' perception of "Nie Yingbu"!

Two lines of old tears flowed down from the corners of Zhang Gongming's eyes.

In order to guard the "shadow" book, he went south alone, overcame thorns and thorns, and created a poke foot door museum.

Now old, hesitant and greedy, only trying to guard this three-zhang nest, has long forgotten the ambitions of the past.

In his opinion, no one in the Zhang Jiawu faction has been able to cultivate "Nie Yingbu" for a long time, and he has not been able to open the treasure house, and he is destined to decline completely, and he will no longer be able to compete with the Inhuman faction.

But what he never expected was that one day, he would see the true pinnacle of "Nie Yingbu" that Zhang Zhenyuan's old man had failed to achieve in a strange young martial artist.