1214: C1214 The boss is the boss

C1214 The boss is the boss

It had to be said that Qing Yang's choice was the most correct one in this situation. If the owner of this "little restaurant" was an ordinary person, then maybe Qing Yang's attack would be able to turn the tables on him.

But unfortunately, Ye Qian was not an ordinary person, and not only that, he was not an ordinary person. The current Ye Qian could only be described as abnormal.

In this current Mortal Realm, the number of people who dared to openly attack Ye Qian might not be many anymore. Perhaps Ye Asura could still be considered as one of them.

In the entire world today, even the supreme experts of the buddhist sects did not dare to make a move on Ye Qian like this, because even if they worked together, they would not have the confidence to kill the current Ye Qian.

It would be somewhat exaggerated to say that Ye Qian was currently already an unrivalled existence in the world, but the current Ye Qian, could definitely be ranked in the top three of Mortal Realm. If he wanted to make a move against him, he would truly be bringing about his own disgrace.

With regards to this point, even Liu Mingmei, who was standing beside Ye Qian, looked extremely confident.

Zhang Zhaolong stared at Qing Yang intently, secretly cheering for Qing Yang. Zhang Zhaolong seemed to be hoping for him to kill Ye Qian with one move, only by doing so would he be able to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Despite facing Qing Yang's oncoming attack, Ye Qian remained still and calm, as though he were a towering mountain.

However, this was not surprising, as today, Ye Qian viewed a tiny Spirit Serpent Stage like a normal person's would, and even if Ye Qian stood in front of him and got beaten up by him, he would probably not be able to move a single inch from Ye Qian's face.

"Kill him, kill him!"

Zhang Zhaolong screamed hysterically. His expression was so ferocious that it had already started to become abnormal, as if all the discontent, hatred and negative emotions deep inside Zhang Zhaolong's heart had all jumped out at the same time. Those negative emotions were like demons that were engulfing Zhang Zhaolong's heart.

Seeing that Qing Yang's hands had reached his chest, Ye Qian only sneered, not even in the mood to circulate his cultivation.

Seeing Ye Qian's indifferent expression, Qing Yang was also stunned, fear forming in his heart.

In Qing Yang's opinion, there were only two possibilities for such a situation to happen. The first, the pretty boy in front of him had already been scared silly by him and did not dare move. And secondly, the other side was an expert. They didn't care about him at all.

However, it was very obvious that Qing Yang was inclined towards his second guess. After all, the person in front of him didn't seem to lose focus in the slightest, but instead had a disdainful smirk on his face.

Looking at Ye Qian, Qing Yang was afraid. He wanted to retreat, but he had nowhere to retreat to.

With a boom, everyone could clearly hear Qing Yang's pair of Meat Palm s pressed onto Ye Qian's chest.

Zhang Zhaolong's expression immediately changed from anger to joy, and he laughed uncontrollably: "Hahaha, hahaha, dead, dead!"

The current Zhang Zhaolong was extremely insane, he no longer had the same look from before.

At the same time, the fat middle-aged man beside Zhang Zhaolong also let out a malicious laugh, and muttered in his heart: Hmph, brat who doesn't know what's good for himself, getting you and the Young Master Zhang to snatch girls, you deserved it.

Zhang Zhaolong desperately hoped that Ye Qian could die under this one palm from Qing Yang. This way, he would be able to lessen the feeling of humiliation a little.

However, only Qing Yang himself knew whether or not this palm of his had any effects.

Facing Ye Qian who was so close to him, although Qing Yang did not sense any trace of martial power from Ye Qian's body, the depths of his heart began to tremble uncontrollably.

Because at this moment, Qing Yang felt his hands tremble uncontrollably. How did this strike a body, it was as though he had hit a surging wave, and wasn't able to release the slightest bit of ripples.

Just as Zhang Zhaolong was inexplicably excited and crazed, Ye Qian laughed coldly and said, "Not bad, your palm art is too weak. You only have Spirit Serpent Stage!"

Hearing Ye Qian's words, Zhang Zhaolong was dumbfounded.

"How is this possible, how is this possible, Qing Yang, Qing Yang clearly hit him, how can he be safe?"

Zhang Zhaolong was very clear about Qing Yang's strength. Forget about the pretty boy in front of him, even if he was a powerful individual, Qing Yang could deal with him easily.

But now, when the palm that opened the stone landed on Ye Qian's body, there was not even a speck of dust.

As for the fat middle-aged man who was following Zhang Zhaolong around, when he saw that the situation wasn't right, he immediately signaled the two assistants behind him with his eyes. Then, the three of them tacitly understood what he meant and slowly began to leave Zhang Zhaolong's side, preparing to take the opportunity to escape.

Zhang Zhaolong naturally did not notice these minute changes, and currently, his eyes were tightly staring at Ye Qian and Qing Yang.1

The current Qing Yang's face was incomparably pale, as he stuttered nervously: "You, you, could it be Ox-tiger Stage?"

Qing Yang felt that it was extremely funny when he opened his mouth.

"How insignificant, ants are ants after all!"

After a light hush, Ye Qian continued to shake his head, and laughed in disdain: "Ox-tiger Stage? I wasn't long ago? "

"You, you are a legend, the legendary Dragon Elephant …"

As Qing Yang spoke, his entire person became inexplicably terrified, because he knew how terrifying the existence of a Dragon Elephant Stage was. It was enough to lay down the foundation of a family. Even if it was the Patriarch of the Zhang Family of Lingnan, he had only reached the realm of the early stage of the Dragon Elephant.

At this moment, Ye Qian did not have any intention of continuing to play Mystery with Qing Yang. Instead, he let out a cold laugh, "Just what realm am I in, do you want to try it out and see?"

Hearing Ye Qian's words, Qing Yang broke out in a cold sweat, turned around and ran.

Ye Qian remained calm and waved his hand.

Then, Zhang Zhaolong and all the people from the Zhang Family heard an incomparably miserable howl.

Immediately after, Qing Yang's body was like a broken kite, fiercely floating in the sky. With a pfft, a smear of blood immediately scattered in the air, and in the end, under everyone's gazes, Qing Yang's body fell heavily onto the ground, fainting.

"Leader, Leader!"

Immediately, everyone from the Zhang Family panicked, as they surrounded Qing Yang one by one, constantly shouting. Their appearances were simply as if they had seen a ghost.

Lu Guangyao was also dumbstruck, he looked at Ye Qian with a face full of worship: "The boss is the boss, this attack is definitely earth-shaking, like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves!"

At that moment, forget about Lu Guangyao, even the employees of the Golden Jade Temple looked at Ye Qian with eyes filled with worship. Although they were all taught by Ye Qian, none of them had ever seen Ye Qian actually make a move.

However, the current Ye Qian did not care about the worship of Lu Guangyao and the Golden Jade Hall's security personnel. Instead, he calmly walked down the steps, and then walked towards Zhang Zhaolong step by step.

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