God level Ye Liangchen

"Ye Liangchen, you go first, right away!" The young man spoke cleanly and without sloppiness!

"Go? Hehe, without my consent, do you think he left?" The middle-aged man in Tang suit smiled slightly: "Of course, if you want him to live, you can go with me obediently. I don't need to hurt him, otherwise, You know my methods!"

Ye Liangchen rubbed his nose. He couldn't bear others' pretense, especially those who didn't seem to have high technical content.

"Your Excellency seems to be very confident? Why? You think you can easily kill me?" Ye Liangchen sneered, and the sick young man frowned, not dissuading him.

"Haha, killing you is like crushing an ant, but I'm really not interested in you. My target...is him!" The middle-aged man looked at the sick young man.

"Ye Liangchen, if you want to survive, go away, or I won't be able to protect you, we are no match for him!" The sick young man reminded.

"Oh? Then I want to see what he is capable of. If you let me go, I will not go." Although it was the second meeting, Ye Liangchen felt like brothers meeting each other, as if the two had a similar relationship. A deep friendship is more like a meaning of meeting each other and hating each other later.

Otherwise, the other party wouldn't tell Ye Liangchen to run away for his life because he broke the queen himself. This aroused Ye Liangchen's little pride even more. He walked the rivers and lakes with his master and encountered such things a lot, and would always help him every time.

"If that's the case, then you can die!" After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the corner of his mouth slowly raised an arc, he suddenly stretched out his palm, and slapped away at the sick young man.

The corner of the latter's eyes twitched, and he brushed against the wall for a moment. With a bang, the middle-aged man hit the brick wall with his palm. Several cracks appeared immediately, and an incomparably clear palm print appeared on the wall.

"It's such a deep internal force!" Ye Liangchen's eyes lit up, how could he not see the details of the opponent, he turned out to be a martial arts master, this kind of strength, even among the ancient warriors like himself, is almost a third-rate warrior up.

The middle-aged man didn't give the two of them much time to think. Seeing that they missed a blow, their feet touched the ground, and they jumped up into the air, then punched the sick young man with his head down.

"Go!" The sick young man shouted sharply, fisted up with both hands to resist, and there were several muffled bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bah

The middle-aged man didn't stop at all, he rushed forward as soon as he landed, without giving Ye Liangchen a chance to escape, he clenched his fist with one hand, and slammed Ye Liangchen on the head!

"Surrender!" With the middle-aged man yelling, Ye Liangchen fixed his eyes and hurriedly greeted him with fists.

A muffled sound.

Ye Liangchen was blown seven or eight meters away instantly like a sandbag, and finally hit the wall, fell to the ground with a muffled groan, and landed right next to the sick young man!

"Ahem..." Ye Liangchen's expression also turned serious. He didn't expect this person to be not only powerful, but also physically strong. His speed and strength far surpassed his own. Ye Liangchen even felt his arms go numb, and his internal organs twitched endlessly.

If he hadn't held back, he would have sprayed blood a long time ago!

"Huh? Didn't die?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised. Although he didn't use all his strength, this punch, not to mention ordinary people, even a guy who had practiced Sanda for several years, was enough to kill him on the spot with broken arms and tendons.

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, I could stop me from dying. It's not bad!" The middle-aged man in Tang suit showed a cruel expression, and walked towards the two people on the ground.

Ye Liangchen narrowed his eyes: "Let's go together!"

"Okay, brother remembers you!" The sick young man no longer dared to underestimate Ye Liangchen, and the two shot together.

Whizzing!

The two of them jumped up, and the sickly young man even jumped more than one meter high, kicking his legs towards the middle-aged head. Almost at the same time, Ye Liangchen, who was like a loach, came to the middle-aged side, and shot The knife in his hand slashed at the soft ribs of the middle-aged waist.

Seeing this, instead of being surprised, the middle-aged man showed a trace of disdain. With his legs firmly on his horse, he clenched his fist with one hand and punched the sick young man's foot. With the other hand, he grabbed Ye Liangchen's arm.

Bang, muffled together.

The middle-aged man survived two blows and was unharmed, but the force of that punch sent the sick young man flying six or seven meters away. Although Ye Liangchen was not slow, the middle-aged man still grabbed his wrist and twisted it forcefully!

bang!

It seemed that the sound of fracture came out, Ye Liangchen grinned his teeth, his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat, he felt that the palms of the middle-aged man were like iron clamps, and he couldn't break free.

"Huh!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and turned Ye Liangchen's wrist in a circle, enough to break his arm completely, but how could Ye Liangchen really let him do what he wanted?

At the critical moment, Ye Liangchen stepped on the ground with one foot, stepped on the wall for a few steps, followed the direction of the middle-aged man holding his arm, and turned his body in mid-air, so as to avoid the pain of breaking his hand.

Even so, Ye Liangchen still couldn't break free. When Ye Liangchen was in a hurry, he heard a loud shout, and the sick young man ran wildly from a distance, his skin turned strangely red, his body flew up, and his legs kicked To the middle-aged chest-mouth.

The middle-aged man rarely frowned, his palms circled in the void, and finally pushed forward suddenly, there was a heavy sound, one foot and one palm met, the middle-aged body swayed back half a step, but the hand holding Ye Liangchen did not let go open.

However, when the young man flew over with his second kick, the middle-aged man obviously couldn't resist it, so he swung his elbow and forcibly resisted the power of this kick. Ye Liangchen even seized the opportunity and used the other kick. The hand bombarded the dantian part of the middle-aged heart.

"Humph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and pushed Ye Liangchen far away, and easily resolved the crisis. Under the strength of the young man's legs, his body shook slightly, and he took two or three steps back.

Ye Liangchen staggered back a few steps, the sick young man just landed on the ground, his palm seemingly casually rested on Ye Liangchen's shoulder, and immediately helped Ye Liangchen stabilize his retreating figure.

"Repenting now, it seems that there is still time to leave!" The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without even looking at Ye Liangchen, and his originally pale face became even paler.

Ye Liangchen also had a dignified face. Although one arm was not broken, it was still dislocated. He didn't need half of his strength at the moment, and his body was in constant pain from being beaten by the middle-aged man, as if he was falling apart.

It never occurred to me that there are such powerful fighters in this world. This is a bit beyond Ye Liangchen's cognition, but I am not surprised, because the masters Ye Liangchen has seen before are far superior to this person.

Needless to say about others, Ye Liangchen himself could easily defeat the opponent in the peak period before he entered the cultivation school in ancient times, but now he has no magic power, let alone the internal strength cultivated by the warrior.

"Don't worry, I said I will save you, so I won't leave you behind!" Ye Liangchen's mind sank into his mind instantly: "Old man Long, replenish your strength and speed immediately!"

"Hehe, since you're looking for death, you can't blame me!" The middle-aged man in Tang suit shook the dust on his body, and took a step forward. It seemed slow but was extremely fast. He flew out like lightning, and went straight to Ye Liangchen's face. Kick it!

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