The fear of the powerful, which originated from the depths of the biological genes, had been deeply engraved in the mind of Crimson Iron Blade.

Therefore, when the words came to his lips, Crimson Tiefeng hesitated.

It is these few seconds of hesitation that speak for themselves.

"Hahaha......" Ye Liang laughed loudly in the distance.

This kind of laughter is like a hammer, hammering hard into the self-esteem in Crimson Iron Blade's heart.

Shattered his pride, his belief in bushido.

Look at the man in front of him who was smiling heartily.

Crimson Tie Feng blushed, annoyed and angry: "Bastard...... Just a bastard boy from Xuanwu Villa, why are you laughing at me? ”

Ye Liang smiled and said, "You can't beat the Qinglong King, if you can't even beat a bastard boy in the Qinglong Villa, won't you be too embarrassed?" ”

As soon as these words came out, a burst of ridicule broke out among the villagers.

"Hehe, it's really a frog at the bottom of the well, I think he almost doesn't know what he's talking about!"

"Lord Crimson Tiefeng is a dignified battle emperor, how can he not be able to defeat you with a stinky boy who doesn't have any hair?"

"Lord Iron Blade!" The old village chief knelt behind him and begged: "Please exert your divine power and accept this arrogant boy who doesn't know whether to live or die!" ”

"Humph!" Crimson Tie Feng said coldly: "Someone likes to find death, then I will fulfill you!" ”

said.

Crimson Iron Blade clenched his fists suddenly.

The muscles of his body tensed instantly, and his clothes burst open, revealing hideous and terrifying green tendons, like green snakes, clinging to the thick arms.

The strong coercion of the Battle Emperor Realm was completely revealed at this moment.

His gaze glared at Ye Liang viciously like a beast, and the fear that had just arisen from the Blue Dragon King had almost completely disappeared, replaced by a strong killing intent.

In the southern realm, even the Xuanwu Villa, there are very few characters in the War Emperor Realm.

A few, the Crimson family has almost investigated, and there are indeed a few people who he can't afford to provoke.

But this little-known imp is not on that list at all.

And so it goes.

Killing this kid is as simple as pinching an ant to death for Crimson Iron Blade.

Bend your knees, bend over.

Bang!

The huge and strong body of the crimson iron blade burst out like a cannonball in an instant, and the floor was sunken by him by stepping on an inch.

The fist as big as a casserole swung straight towards Ye Liang.

The old village chief's eyes showed some regret.

The crimson iron blade shot must be a second kill.

But in this way, he lost the opportunity to torture Ye Liang to death with his own hands, and could only hope that Ye Liang's family could have a little more and let him enjoy it for a while.

Liu Ji on Tian Zhengqing's back was very anxious, he had seen the scene of Crimson Tiefeng's killing, and subconsciously thought that Ye Liang would not win at all.

But now, all is going now.

Even if you start running at this time, it is impossible to run away.

They can only wait to die.

And everyone else, including the bald head who was lying on the ground screaming, was watching this scene intently.

In their minds, the appearance of Ye Liang being beaten into a puddle of meat had automatically emerged.

However, the next second.

A picture that no one expected appeared.

I saw that the fist as big as the casserole was about to smash into Ye Liang's face a second ago.

Ye Liang just stretched out his hand gently.

Bang!!

The fist hit Ye Liang's hand.

The tremendous power even produced a wave of qi that spread out in all directions, bending a large area of corn trees.

"Die!!"

Crimson Iron Blade did not withdraw his fist, but steadied his horse's stride, and suddenly exerted force, and the muscles that swelled up again burst through the remaining upper clothing, and the ground was torn apart by him.

The powerful coercion generated by the confrontation of the two powerful qi machines made the bald head and the others under Ye Liang's feet tremble violently, the wound cracked again, and blood kept gushing out of their throats.

However.

That's it.

Ever since his fist hit Ye Liang's hand, he hadn't been able to advance even a millimeter.

Crimson Iron Blade's pupils shrank sharply.

He had already killed many people in the south, including ordinary people and some martial arts masters who claimed to be masters.

For him, it feels almost the same, like beating a piece of tofu and breaking it easily.

But today, this punch is like a mosquito and fly crashing headlong on the majestic Mount Tai.

Don't say it's shaking the other party.

Not even a grain of dirt could be poured.

"Ahhh

Crimson Iron Blade roared like madness, his terrifying face flushed like a ferocious demonic beast.

But no matter how hard he tries.

Still couldn't push the fist out of the slightest.

And compared to his rage.

Ye Liang's side was much more relaxed, always grabbing the fist of the red iron blade with one hand, and smiling at him with the other.

This picture looks like an old father playing with his three-year-old son.

The strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all.

As the crimson in front of Crimson Tie Feng's eyes receded, he slowly calmed down a bit.

At this time, in his perspective, it seemed that there were only two people left in the world, Ye Liang and him.