The wind was whistling, and the golden palm slapped directly on Ye Cheng's back, if an ordinary master of the inner family was hit, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die

"Be careful" Meng Yuan shouted behind him, but his injuries had not healed, and he couldn't keep up with the other party's speed at all.

Ye Cheng's face was gloomy, this was still in the Qingyu Pavilion, and someone dared to snatch it blatantly

"In this Qingyu Pavilion, the strong are also respected."

"It's okay, after all, a warrior has to rely on his fists to speak"

His eyes were cold, and his figure stood still, as if he didn't notice it, and let the palm of his hand slap on the back of his heart

boom

A dull stiffness resounded through the hall, as if something had been slapped on the iron plate.

Yang Zhao's eyes were overjoyed, his golden needle palm had reached the peak of the Condensation Realm, even the monks of the Transformation Realm could fight hard, and this young man who followed Meng Yuan would have to lie down for at least a few months.

"You ......"

Suddenly, a huge force on the palm of his hand shook back, and an extremely dangerous aura suddenly descended, and his face changed wildly, and he was about to leave

"Why, haven't you eaten, with this little strength, you dare to rob my things" Ye Cheng's figure disappeared suddenly,

The next moment, a voice like a grim reaper exploded in his ears

"Give me, get out"

A red palm struck towards Yang Zhao's chest, and the extreme speed brought bursts of whimpering winds

Yang Zhao didn't have time to retreat, and in a hurry, a thin golden light lit up on his arm, and he walked towards the front of him

rumble

The fists and palms intersected, and in just an instant, the golden light on Yang Zhao's body shattered, and the whole person flew out upside down like a broken sack, smashing into the stone pillar of the worship hall.

hiss

Everyone gasped in unison and looked at the young man in the field with some horror.

In the smoke and dust, Ye Cheng's right arm was swollen, his thighs were as thick as his thighs, and the red muscles bulged out, like a red-hot soldering iron.

At this time, Ye Cheng's body shape was extremely uncoordinated, and his right arm was swollen to an exaggerated degree, but no one dared to laugh, and even everyone began to whisper to the people next to him.

"What a terrifying external skill"

"Why is there another madman who is practicing horizontally"

"Yang Zhao is a good hand at the sixth layer of the Condensation Realm, and he was seriously injured with a single blow."

The smoke and dust cleared, and everyone looked at the corner of the main hall, and then the corner of their eyes shrank.

On the huge stone pillar, a human-shaped gap emerged, and a tall and thin man in a brocade robe was embedded in the stone pillar.

With a snap, the tall and thin man fell from the pillar to the ground, softening to the ground, and a large mouthful of blood spit out, staining his shirt red.

At this time, Yang Zhao's condition was extremely miserable, his clothes were dyed blood red, and his chest was even more sunken, as if he had been trampled by some strange beast.

"Ruthless"

A thought couldn't help but arise in the hearts of the dozen or so Qingyu Pavilion members present.

Ye Cheng's eyes swept over the audience, and a cold light swept over everyone, as if he wanted to remember everyone present.

People are good at being bullied, although these people are not arrogant enough to shoot directly in the hall, but just now they definitely thought about Ling Yuanguo.

Lingyuan Fruit is in the Qingyu Pavilion, and everyone can only honestly exchange real money and silver, but once they are out of the Qingyu Pavilion, there are too many means that can be used in private.

The gaze swept over, and everyone only felt that their gaze was as cold as a knife, and they avoided it one after another, but no one dared to look at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng snorted coldly and withdrew his gaze.

Stomp and tread

Dragging his extremely exaggerated right arm, Ye Cheng walked towards Yang Zhao in the corner step by step

This scene is extremely strange, his right arm is as thick as a copper pillar, but Ye Cheng's steps are extremely steady, and only clear footsteps can be heard in the room.

"What do you want to do, this is the Green Jade Pavilion"

Seeing Ye Cheng approaching step by step, Yang Zhao's eyes became flustered, and he shouted inwardly

"Someone attacked me in the Qingyu Pavilion, I just fought back and accidentally killed someone, is there anything wrong with this?"

Ye Cheng replied slowly, waving his right hand arm, bringing a whining wind, and everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.

With this person's strength, he could obviously dodge that palm, but he just took a blow before he suddenly attacked.

The danger level of "madman" Ye Cheng in the hearts of everyone has once again increased by one level.

Seeing that Ye Cheng's face did not change and did not have the slightest intention of stopping, Yang Zhao finally collapsed

"Meng Yuan, you still don't let him stop, this is something that Deputy Pavilion Master Song wants"

Seeing Ye Cheng seriously injure Yang Zhao with one palm just now, Meng Yuan was anxious at first, but then reacted, Ye Cheng was the existence of killing shape-shifting ghosts with one palm, how could Yang Zhao sneak attack Ye Cheng.

He and Yang Zhao have always had a grudge, and this time he was sent out on a mission to carry out the task is also Yang Zhao's secret hand.

Originally, Meng Yuan still had the attitude of watching from the sidelines, but when he heard the words Song Guan, his heart sank

"Brother Ye, wait a minute"

He walked quickly to Ye Cheng's side and explained in a low voice.

"Brother Ye, don't be reckless, this Yang Zhao is Song Guan's person, I'm afraid this tone will have to be endured first"

"Song Guan?"

"Song Guan is the deputy pavilion master of the Qingyu Pavilion, he has reached the peak of the transformation realm ten years ago, and he has been seeking to break through Tianyuan all these years, after so many years, the strength of the old monster is unfathomable, and it is rumored in the pavilion that this Song Guan is very likely to take over the Qingyu Pavilion and become the new pavilion master."

Seeing Meng Yuan holding on to the terrifying youth, Yang Zhao finally relaxed and immediately spoke

"Meng Yuan, this is a treasure named by the Deputy Pavilion Master of Song, why don't you hurry up and let him present it"

"You ......"

Seeing Meng Yuan's face flushed, Yang Zhao continued

"The Lord of the Willow Pavilion has been killed in battle, if you still don't know how to restrain yourself, just wait and be swept out of the Qingyu Pavilion" Although Yang Zhao's appearance was extremely miserable, he was still extremely arrogant

"Looks like you still want to die."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chengcheng turned into an afterimage and kicked Yang Zhao in the chest again

boom

Yang Zhao hit the stone pillar tree again, and the entire hall was buzzing,

Yang Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood again, but when he saw Ye Cheng's cold expression, he laughed wildly

"Come on, if you have the ability, kill me"

He stared directly at Ye Cheng, his eyes flashing with madness

"I, Yang Zhao, have been in the Qingyu Pavilion for seventeen years, and I have never seen anyone dare to kill my fellow disciples."

His eyes were as fierce as a wolf

"Come on, are you ready to be buried with me" Yang Zhao's eyes were crazy

Ye Cheng's eyes flickered with coldness, his breath fluctuated, and the red fire jumped in his eyes, and after a long time, he took a deep breath, and finally trembled and suppressed the anger in his heart

It's easy to kill Yang Zhao, and he doesn't even care what Song Guan is, he is now a great success in both internal and external skills, plus the invisibility charm in his hand, as long as he doesn't reach the Tianyuan realm, he doesn't care about the martial artist at the peak of his transformation at all.

But killing Yang Zhao in public is provoking Qingyu Pavilion, he can run, but what about the Ye family, as long as he still wants to live in the Northland, he must not violate this bottom line.

Looking at Yang Zhao's crazy and unscrupulous appearance, Ye Cheng's eyes were cold, and he dodged and then stepped on his feet heavily

yes

Yang screamed wildly, his face twisted hideously

"You, you dare to destroy my legs" He struggled frantically, but Ye Cheng was still not in a hurry, stepping down one foot at a time, and the clear sound of bone cracking resounded throughout the hall

Everyone looked at Ye Cheng's calm face, and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts,

"Go back and tell Deputy Pavilion Master Song that Qingyu Pavilion has the rules of Qingyu Pavilion, this Qingyu Pavilion is everyone's Qingyu Pavilion, not his Song someone's Qingyu Pavilion, if there is any means, I Ye Cheng will accompany me at any time"

After hearing this, everyone present changed their faces, Ye Cheng's shot was nothing, and it was nothing to crush Yang Zhao's legs, after all, he was the first to sneak attack.

But this last sentence is a heart-wrenching word.

Now the pavilion is spreading everywhere, Song Guan and another deputy pavilion master are competing for the position of pavilion master, as soon as this matter spreads, others don't say it, another deputy pavilion master will definitely seize the opportunity to suppress Song Guan and bully the members of the pavilion, this reputation is not comfortable.

"What a borrowed knife to kill people" A middle-aged man in a brocade robe couldn't help but hear a sentence, and some people who still didn't react also changed their faces wildly after hearing this sentence, looking at the back of the young man who walked out with Meng Yuan, the fear in his eyes was deeper.

Ye Cheng and Meng Yuan didn't want to stay longer, the two of them walked towards the door, and at this time, the hall was in a mess, and more and more people were attracted, reading books

Yang Zhao leaned against the stone pillar, his legs were bloody and his hair was scattered, and his appearance was extremely miserable, but he suddenly seemed to remember something, and suddenly exclaimed

"Ye Cheng, you are Ye Cheng?"

"Huh?

Ye Cheng stopped, his brows furrowed, he had never seen Yang Zhao in his impression

But Yang Zhao didn't answer, he just laughed madly, with endless resentment in his eyes,

"Yes, of course I know, you are very famous" Yang Zhao's appearance was extremely miserable, but he still laughed weirdly

"Yes, yes, everything is explained" Yang Zhao seemed to remember something in his eyes, and shouted to himself

"Inexplicable" Ye Cheng snorted coldly, turned around and walked out directly

Behind him, Yang Zhao was still laughing wildly, and he yelled at Ye Cheng, his voice cold

"Ye Cheng, you wait, I want to see with my own eyes how you die, hahahaha"

Ye Cheng's face was gloomy, and a bad premonition came to his heart, Yang Zhao's reaction was too abnormal, and that look full of confidence did not look like a vain momentum.

He carefully recalled the recent events in his mind, but on the basis that he had no clue.

But the more this is the case, the more a sense of crisis rises in his heart, the slightest wisp, as if the palm of his hand has been pierced, and there will be sporadic pain when he touches it, and this feeling like a fish in his throat is extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Cheng's face was ugly, when the martial arts reached the bottom of his kind of body, he already had a trace of whims, and with the improvement of the martial arts, the instinct of this body would become more and more keen, what was good and what was bad, even if there was no contact, there would be a trace of mystical induction.

"There is only a deputy pavilion master of the transformation realm on the left and right, the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, I want to see what tricks you can play"

With a wave of his sleeves, the two flames in his eyes jumped uncertainly, and he strode towards the outside of the hall.