Chapter 1124

In the rapidly narrowing pupils of yunbatian and Yu Qingcheng, ye Zhanlong's powerful fist hit them.

But just as the fist was about to fall in front of them, it suddenly stopped. Looking at ye Zhanlong again, his face has turned red.

He didn't stop by himself. When his fist was about to hit them, a layer of shield suddenly appeared to protect them.

"Somebody, get out of here." Ye Zhanlong shouted into the air.

Just then, a woman in a red dress appeared in front of Yu Qingcheng and Yun batian. With a soft smile on her face, the woman first looked at Yu Qingcheng and said, "are you our daughter-in-law? Yes, it's really natural beauty."

With that, she took Yu Qingcheng's hand, stretched out her hand to lift Yun batian's collar and flew away.

They only felt that an unparalleled force enveloped them. When they came back, they had reached a place hundreds of meters away from the original place. The woman's body was covered with a fiery red shield, but her eyes looked at ye Zhanlong not far away.

Yu Qingcheng looked curiously at the mysterious woman in front of her. The woman's face surprised her. Even when she was in the state of Wei, Yu Qingcheng, who was regarded as a goddess by all the children in the whole capital, sighed in front of the woman.

Just then, a man in a gray robe appeared beside ye Zhanlong. The man has a national face. There is nothing else on him except a gray robe. He has long soft hair behind his head.

A powerful momentum came out of him and enveloped him for a hundred miles. The ground, which was still cracking, stopped and closed again.

"Is it xuan'er you hurt?" The man spoke with a strong murderous tone, which made ye Zhanlong feel goose bumps all over.

But what made him most desperate was that when he realized that the man's strength was irresistible, his first reaction was to run away, but when he wanted to run, he found that he didn't know when he was imprisoned and couldn't move.

"If I ask you something, is it xuan'er you hurt?" The man in grey robe saw that ye Zhanlong didn't speak, and asked again.

Although ye Zhanlong knew that he was defeated by the grey robed man, when did he accept such grievances after many years of high position? He suddenly said, "who are you? Dare to talk to me like this?"

The people around suddenly calmed down. While the man in grey robe stopped the cracking of the ground within a hundred miles, the powerful breath like a mountain shrouded them.

No one will doubt the strength of the grey robed man, but what they want to see is how the grey robed man will treat ye Zhanlong.

Some people from small forces looked at the gray robed man with a surprised face. They really couldn't imagine that a person could be so strong. Some people from the great power looked at the gray robed man with a thoughtful appearance.

"Injustice, what strength is this man?" Feng Baifan looked at the man in the gray robe, and his tone was trembling.

Fengping also lost his usual pride and said in a heavy tone, "it's almost the same as my master."

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

Just then, the crowd heard a crisp sound of "pa". Everyone's eyes were staring round. It seemed that they couldn't believe what they saw was the truth.

Ye Zhanlong covered his face with one hand. The half of his face was swollen, just like a piece of steamed bread. Just now, as soon as his voice fell, he was severely slapped by the man. This slap did not use spiritual power, but a real slap with the power of the body. When ye Zhanlong opened his mouth, several teeth fell out of his mouth.

"There's so much nonsense." The man in the gray robe said, and his backhand slapped again.

Ye Zhanlong is also anxious. Now calm down and know that he has just gone too far. But at least he is also a well-known figure in the top friar circle in Central China. When was he slapped in public? He immediately raised his anger and said to the man in gray robe, "what if it's me? A scholar can be killed and not humiliated. If you want to kill and cut, hurry up. Whoever is slow is his son."

"What are you talking about?" The grey robed man suddenly showed a very strange smile, just like the expression of those green hooligans who bullied the market in the market when they did evil. Then he kicked ye Zhanlong's stomach and left a clear footprint on his snow-white clothes.

Then, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people around, the man in gray robe performed a street fight for everyone. When he shot, he had no master style, let alone the move routine. If he really wanted to find an adjective to describe it, it was the wangbaquan commonly used by the local ruffians on the street.

He kicked his stomach and slapped him. Even he was free to pick up a stick from the ground. He didn't know who dropped it. He hit ye Zhanlong twice hard on the back of his head.

Not far away, the woman who protected Yu Qingcheng and Yun batian immediately raised her forehead and murmured, "how many years have you been fighting with people?"

Strange to say, although ye Zhanlong was severely beaten by the grey robed man, he had no power to fight back. He could not even hide and could only be beaten silently. After the man in the gray robe beat ye Zhanlong violently, he stood in place and took a breath with his hands on his hips. He still seemed to feel breathless. He picked up a brick from the ground and slapped it hard at ye Zhanlong's head.

Ye Zhanlong's head was patted by a brick, but he was still safe and sound. It's not surprising. If the great master of the ninth realm is patted with a brick and gets it, it's a joke. But ye Zhanlong's heart was dead at this time. He could even think that if he left here today, he would be pointed out no matter where he went in the future: "you see, this is the great power of the fit environment that was photographed with a brick."

Even if he died here today, when others pass by his tombstone in the future, they will say, "you see, this is the great energy who was beaten to death with a brick."

But he couldn't bear the slightest idea of resistance. The strength of the grey robed man was much higher than him. Even if he seemed to have no rules and routines, ye Zhanlong couldn't hide.

Finally, after shooting a brick, the man in grey robe seemed to be relieved. He turned his head and looked at Dugu Shang not far away and the second old man of civil engineering not far away. He waved and said, "you two, come here."