Forgotten Immortal Emperor Zun

Chapter 28 Fierce Battle ([-])
The rabbit rose and the falcon fell, the two of them moved extremely fast, each blow was terrifying, and the fists were like thunder, rumbling.

After fighting dozens of moves, the middle-aged man's expression was gloomy and cold. He is a genius, but he never wanted to be defeated by a young man, how could he be embarrassed?
"boom"

This time, after attacking with all his strength, he suddenly bent down and lowered his head, a cloud of crossbow arrows flew out from behind, shining coldly, directly hitting Yuan Ye's eyes and entire face.

Yuan Ye was furious, the middle-aged man in front of him was too vicious, he would do everything he could, so vicious.

Swiping with both hands, the zhenqi on the fingertips floated, and with a violent wave, a little bit of light spread, smashing all the crossbow bolts.

Yuan Ye heaved a sigh of relief, he was actually in a cold sweat just now, fortunately the crossbow arrows he shot at this time were not as powerful as the arrows shot by the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hated secretly, but he missed it. He suddenly jumped six or seven meters high, and stepped towards Yuan Ye with a lofty posture, which was unstoppable.

"call!"

Yuan Ye's big eyes were clear, and he took the initiative to rush upwards, with his hands spread out, like an eagle hitting the sky, his movements were domineering and fierce, just like the posture of a silly bird when it pierced through the clouds.

"boom!"

The true energy in his palm spurted out, and met the middle-aged man, they collided heavily, and a powerful storm erupted.

"puff"

This time, the middle-aged man spurted blood, flew out, broke a mast again, and fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, Yuan Ye quickly moved towards the middle-aged man without stopping.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to stand up, Yuan Ye flew up in the air like a young roc, and then landed with one foot, stepping heavily on his chest.

With a "boom", the whole hull trembled slightly, and the middle-aged man lay on his back all of a sudden, unable to get up. Yuan Ye's eyes were bright, and he looked down at him, posing like a king who a winner should have. Qi.

Everyone was shocked, the middle-aged man who made the whole clan so awed, never thought that he would be defeated like this, and he was defeated by a young man.

At this time, everyone seemed to have just begun to think of something. Many people began to bend their bows and set arrows, and they were about to shoot Yuan Ye and rescue him.

With a "huh", Yuan Ye grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar, lifted him up forcefully, stood in front of him, and protected himself against the crowd who had already raised their longbows.

The middle-aged man was furious. He who was usually gloomy and calm could no longer restrain himself. Today was a great shame and humiliation. Being caught by such a hairy child was even more uncomfortable than killing him. He struggled hard and slammed his fists at Yuan Ye.

Although Yuan Ye was inexperienced in fighting the enemy, his hands were sharp and his eyes were quick. The other hand overflowed with domineering zhenqi, and with a slap, he hit the middle-aged man's chest, causing his body to tremble violently. Blood gushed out of his mouth. Lost strength.

Yuan Ye didn't stop, and quickly jumped up, carrying the middle-aged man who was a little taller than him, and flew towards his boat.

The middle-aged man was tall and slender, and when he was carried like this, most of his body was dragged on the sea water. Compared with the handsome and cold image before, it was really a world of difference and he was in a terrible state of embarrassment.

"Aren't you vicious, no matter how arrogant you are!" Yuan Ye looked at the middle-aged man who had been thrown on his boat like a dead dog, stepped on it, and with a click, the middle-aged man's sternum was broken four or five times root.

Their cultivation bases are similar, but the middle-aged people's kung fu is above the arrows, Qiang Qiang is close to the sixth rank, and the four-star immortal cultivation base is one realm lower than Yuan Ye's martial arts fifth rank, it is difficult to resist. With the breastbone facing the sole of the foot, I couldn't bear it naturally, my head was sweating profusely from the pain, and I groaned.

Yuan Ye felt that he was too kind. When he faced the enemy just now, he had several chances to injure him severely, but he intentionally missed it.Moreover, after capturing him, the attack was too light. The people under his feet only seemed to be seriously injured, but most of them were skin trauma. With the methods of immortal cultivators in this world, they can only cultivate for about a month at most.

Yuan Ye is not a virgin whore, and he has to be merciful when the other party recruits him to die. In fact, the situation is stronger than others. If he kills the person in front of him, he may not escape the siege of everyone.

"Hey, the friends on the boat are merciful, there is something to talk about, and things are easy to discuss." Everyone was anxious, but they didn't dare to act rashly. It was obvious that this middle-aged man had a high status among the pedestrians.

"It's easy to discuss? It's all right for you to snatch these monsters. Why didn't he think of this when he attacked me ruthlessly and cold-bloodedly?!" Yuan Ye said angrily.

"boom!"

Yuan Ye stepped on it again, and one of the middle-aged man's arm bones snapped, causing his face to contort, but he didn't say a word.

"No, stop, everything is our fault, isn't it okay to make an apology here? I think you are almost out of anger, you will never escape our siege if you kill him, as long as you let us go Those of you, these monsters are at your disposal, my sea clan swears by the sea god, how about never embarrassing my little brother again?" Everyone was anxious, and it was not an option to drag it on like this.

"Then let's talk!" Yuan Ye sat down on the middle-aged man, completely mistaking him for a Maza, which made the hearts of the Hai Clan twitch, and their hearts were even more incomparably angry.

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves, they can only persuade with good words, and dare not express their dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)