1125: C1125 The Gray-robed Man

C1125 The Gray-robed Man

In front of Yun Batian and Yuh Qingcheng's rapidly shrinking pupils, Ye Zhanlong's fist, which contained a huge amount of energy, smashed towards them.

However, just as the fist was about to land in front of them, it suddenly stopped. When he looked at Ye Zhanlong again, his face had actually turned red.

He didn't stop himself. Just as his fist was about to hit the two of them, a layer of shield suddenly appeared and protected the two of them.

"Who is it? Get out here!" Ye Zhanlong shouted towards the sky.

At this moment, a woman in a fiery red dress appeared in front of Yuh Qingcheng and Yun Batian. The woman had a gentle smile on her face. She first looked at Yuh Qingcheng and said, "Are you our daughter-in-law? Yes, she is really natural. "

As she spoke, she held Yuh Qingcheng's hand and lifted Yun Batian's collar, flying into the distance.

The two of them felt an unparalleled force enveloping them. When they came back to their senses, they were already a few hundred meters away from where they were. A layer of fiery red shield covered the three of them, but their eyes were fixed on Ye Zhanlong who was not far away.

Yuh Qingcheng curiously looked at the mysterious woman in front of her. Her face made her feel amazed. Even when she was in Wei Kingdom, Yuh Qingcheng, who was regarded as the goddess by all the disciples in the capital. She sighed in front of the girl.

At this moment, a man in a grey robe appeared beside Ye Zhanlong. The man had a square face. Apart from his grey robe, there was nothing else on him. His long hair was draped behind his head.

A powerful Qi was emitted from his body, covering the area within a hundred miles. The ground that was still cracking suddenly stopped and closed up.

"Is it you who injured Xuan?" The man spoke. His tone was filled with killing intent, causing Ye Zhanlong to have goosebumps all over his body.

However, what made him most desperate was that when he realized that this man's strength was beyond his ability to resist... His first reaction was to run away, but when he was about to run away... He realized that he had been imprisoned and could not move at all.

"I'm asking you a question. Was it you who injured Xuan?" The man in grey robe asked again when he saw that Ye Zhanlong didn't speak.

Although Ye Zhanlong knew that he was no match for this man in grey robe, he had been in a high position for many years. When had he ever received such grievance? He immediately said stubbornly, "Who are you? How dare you speak to me like this?"

The surrounding people instantly quieted down. When the grey-robed man stopped the cracks in the ground within a hundred mile radius, the powerful Qi that was like a mountain enveloped them.

No one doubted the power of the grey-robed man, but what they wanted to see was how the grey-robed man would treat Ye Zhanlong.

Some of the people from the smaller powers looked at the grey-robed man in shock. They really couldn't imagine that a single person could be this powerful. Some of the people from the bigger powers looked at the grey-robed man. They seemed to be deep in thought.

"Unfair. What kind of strength does this person possess?" Feng Baifan looked at the man in grey robe, and his voice was trembling as he looked at Feng Unfair.

Feng Unfair had also lost his usual arrogance. He said with a heavy tone, "Compared to my master, he is almost the same."

Feng Baifan swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to speak anymore.

At this moment, everyone heard a crisp sound. Everyone's eyes were wide open, as if they couldn't believe what they saw was the truth.

Ye Zhanlong covered his face with one hand, half of his face was already swollen. It was like a steamed bun. Just now, just as he finished speaking... He was slapped hard by the man. This slap didn't use any Spiritual Force. Instead, it was a real slap with the strength of the physical body. When Ye Zhanlong opened his mouth, a few teeth fell out.

"So much nonsense." The grey-robed man said, and slapped him again.

Ye Zhanlong was also anxious. Now that he had calmed down, he knew that he had gone too far. However, he was still a well-known figure in the circle of the top cultivators in the Central Province. When had he ever been slapped in public? He immediately became angry and said to the grey-robed man, "So what if it's me? A man can be killed but not humiliated. If you want to kill or cut, then hurry up. Whoever is slow will be their son."

"What did you say?" The man in the grey robe suddenly revealed a very strange smile, just like the expression of those hoodlums who bullied the city in the marketplace. Then, he kicked Ye Zhanlong in the stomach. A clear footprint was left on his snow white clothes.

Then, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, the grey-robed man performed a street fight for everyone. When he attacked, he didn't have the demeanor of an expert, let alone the pattern of his moves. If he really had to find an adjective to describe it, it would be the most common fist technique used by street ruffians.

He kicked his stomach and slapped him. He even had the leisure to pick up a stick from the ground, which someone had dropped from the sky, and hit Ye Zhanlong's head with the stick twice.

Not far away, the woman protecting Yuh Qingcheng and Yun Batian suddenly held her forehead. She muttered, "How many years has it been? Why is she still like this when fighting?"

It was strange that Ye Zhanlong was beaten up by the gray-robed man. But I can't fight back. I can't even dodge. He could only silently take a beating. After the man in the gray robe gave Ye Zhanlong a good beating, he stood on the spot with his hands on his hips and took a deep breath. As if he still felt that it was not enough to vent his anger, he picked up a brick from the ground. Then, he threw it at Ye Zhanlong's head.

Ye Zhanlong's head was hit by the brick, but he was still safe and sound. This wasn't strange. If a dignified Ninth Stage expert was hit by a brick, he would be dead. That would be a joke. However, Ye Zhanlong's heart had already turned into ashes. He could even imagine... If he were to leave this place today, he was afraid that no matter where he went in the future... People would point fingers at him. "Look, this is the Fusion Stage mighty figure who was hit by a brick."

Even if he died here today, when others passed by his tombstone in the future, they would still say, "Look, this is the Fusion Stage mighty figure who was killed by a brick."2

However, he could not muster up any thoughts of resistance. This grey-robed man's strength was much higher than his. Even if he looked like he was using some sort of unorthodox fist technique, Ye Zhanlong would not be able to dodge it.

Finally, after the brick was smashed, the grey-robed man seemed to have vented his anger a little. He turned his head and looked at Dugu Shang, who was not far away, as well as the two earth and wood elders. He waved his hand and said, "You two, come here for a moment."

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