The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Li Dong flushed with excitement when he heard that Yu Yuanqing was so determined to win, and said, "Master Yu, do you really have such a great deal of confidence?" He was really scared by that master beater, and suddenly heard Yu Yuanqing say this. Can't help asking.

Li Dongshi was overjoyed by the unexpectedly surprised words, which didn't mean anything else, but Yu Yuanqing listened intentionally and felt that he didn't trust him, so he sneered, clasped his index finger and thumb together and snapped his finger. Li Dong only felt a "swish" wind passing by his neck and made a slight chill. With a "puff", a finger-sized hole was exploded out of thin air on the Italian leather sofa he was sitting on, which was no more than a distance from Li Dong's neck. Two centimeters.

Looking at the small hole close at hand on the sofa, Li Dong subconsciously touched his neck. What is this? Supernatural function? What if it hit him on the neck? Thinking of this, his spine suddenly burst into cold, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

But immediately afterwards, endless joy surged on his face. This kind of effort, like a god-man, would definitely not be a problem to deal with them.

Yu Yuanqing showed this hand, making Ye Tian also slightly surprised. He didn't expect Yu Yuanqing's cultivation to reach this level. This kind of aura condenses, shrinks into a ball and hurts people in the air. It is already the pinnacle of the inner strength. Although it can't be transformed into aura, it is only one step away from the inner strength.

The third son grew up in surprise, and exclaimed: "Even...there is such a method?" This is the bridge section that I only saw in the martial arts TV series, and it was actually placed in front of his eyes sturdily, and he couldn't help but be surprised. .

Seeing the two dumbfounded, Yu Yuanqing smiled reservedly, and said: "My hand is called Neijin Fingerstyle. It's just a small path. It's nothing."

The third son used to be a first-class player in the special forces. He has always refused to accept anyone. But a few days ago, he was defeated by the 16 or 17-year-old Ye Tian, ​​and his heart was very upset. I never thought about it today. I couldn’t help but yearn for this magical method. If he could get this master under the door, even though he could not reach his level, it would be better than Shang Yetian. He couldn’t help but kneel down and said, "Master Yu, I don’t know if I can be accepted as a disciple."

Yu Yuanqing was a little proud. These gangsters still kneel before him obediently, but he shook his head and said, "You are too old, and your body has already formed. I can't take you!" After a while, he said, "However, It’s okay to give pointers one or two."

The third son was overjoyed immediately. Even if he was just pointing, there would be countless benefits. Li Dong laughed from ear to ear. The stronger the third son, the greater the protection of his personal and property safety. The two kept thanking each other.

When the time came, everyone was ready to set off. Seeing Li Dong taking Ye Tian with him, Yu Yuanqing was very upset and looked down on Ye Tian, ​​saying: "Whatever you do with him, it won’t work at all, maybe it’s still A burden."

Li Dong smiled awkwardly, and said, "Master Yu, this friend is also a master who can beat dozens of points, and his skills are very hard."

Glancing at Ye Tian coldly, Yu Yuanqing snorted and said with a sneer: "You still don't know how terrifying the opponent you are facing? Even ordinary people who can fight can't be compared with masters of inner strength. He can even block a finger of others. No, I can only die for nothing."

Yu Yuanqing's resolute attitude made Li Dong not say anything good for a while.

Ye Tian said calmly: "It's nothing to be a master of internal power! Li Dong, you invite me to come and pay, I won't just leave." He didn't care about people like Yu Yuanqing who sit in Guantian. The thrilling sound.

Yu Yuanqing snorted heavily, "Young people don't know how high the sky is!" He turned and left.

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When everyone reached the top of the mountain, facing the howling mountain breeze, they saw more than a dozen figures approaching from a distance.

In front of more than a dozen people was a tall man with a face full of flesh, full of fright, about forty years old, walking side by side with him was a short man with an inch, and the rest were not clever men. More than a dozen dragons who have crossed the river, at first glance, are those who are rolling in the sea of ​​blood and have experienced countless fights.

As soon as the short man with a small size appeared, Ye Tian saw that he was unusual. This man looked only in his early thirties, but his aura was very deep, as if he was stronger than Yu Yuanqing. Ye Tian couldn't help but screamed secretly in his heart. Could it be that he is a figure of great inner strength? If at this age, to have such an achievement on the earth, it is definitely a genius among geniuses.

The tall man with a face full of flesh didn't pay attention to these people, and smiled: "Li Dong, just bring these shrimp soldiers and crabs here, you are really not afraid of death." He said with a cold murderous aura, everyone It sounds like I know that this person is murderous.

Yu Yuanqing's disciples all cursed angrily. The man just stared at the people coldly. In his eyes, they were no different from the dead.

Li Dong was already a little jealous. When he heard what he said, he felt a little panic and his face turned pale, but thinking of Yu Yuanqing, he calmed down and said: "Huang Ziqiang, would you dare to blatantly kill me in Yingzhou?"

Huang Ziqiang smiled happily: "If you don't kill you, can you give up the site obediently? Even if you can, I'm afraid I won't sleep well at night!"

"You are not afraid that you will not be able to leave Yingzhou, nor are you afraid of revenge from the Hong family!"

Hearing this, Huang Ziqiang suddenly burst into laughter. Nothing could leave Yingzhou or the revenge of the Hong family would pose any threat to him, and he was not half jealous. He said, "The Hong family? By then, the entire Yingzhou. Who has the final say is not certain." He stopped talking, turned to the Ban Cun man and bowed and said, "Master Song Tian will do it!"

Song Tian didn't speak, and when he stopped, he suddenly showed an aura, and his short body appeared to be very tall.

On Li Dong's side, a man in his thirties stood up and said to Yu Yuanqing: "Master, I will meet him for a while."

Yu Yuanqing has always maintained the appearance of a world-famous person. In his opinion, the young Song Tian opposite, at best, is just the beginning of his inner strength, but he can compete with his own big disciple. He even shots. There is no need for him, so he nodded and said, "Go."

When Song Tian saw such a small person coming out to challenge, he frowned and said, "Let's go together!" He was short, but with great confidence.

Seeing him ignoring himself, the man was annoyed, and shouted: "I can take your skin off by myself." He punched him in the chest. Song Tian didn't avoid it, just standing there, hitting his chest with his fist, making a muffled noise. The man's fist suddenly felt pain like a cracked bone, which was the same as a punch on a steel plate. Seeing Master Song staying still, the man was shocked. His fist was a big hole in the wall. The life in front of him was just like a okay person. He knew that he had greatly underestimated him, and his body retreated sharply. It was late, Song Tian was quicker, his figure flashed, and an elbow fell on his chin, with a "click", the man didn't even have a chance to hide, his head twisted into a shocking angle, and he slumped on his shoulders. , Obviously his neck was broken.

The man's body slumped softly to the ground, Song Tian stepped on his face, and said to everyone in a cold voice: "You can't die, you have to lie down for a lifetime."

It is even more uncomfortable to kill a man if he is maimed.

All of Yu Yuanqing's disciples had their eyes rounded, and the grief and anger in their hearts rushed to their hearts, but looking at Song Tian, ​​no one dared to stand up.

Li Dong looked at Yu Yuanqing with hesitation, his body trembling slightly.

After a disciple was folded, Yu Yuanqing's eyes immediately became cold, and he was the only one who could suppress Song Tian in the audience. The anger in his heart made his eyes bloodshot, and he shouted: "Young man, you are so vicious, don't blame me. Spicy!"

Yu Yuanqing felt that Song Tian and himself should be in the middle of nowhere, even he was even better than Song Tian.

Song Tian nodded indifferently: "You are free."