1201: C1201 Fail

C1201 Fail

"Cut the crap, the one who died was you!" Lee Yanwang punched again.

However, Lee Yanwang discovered that on his fist, a large area of strange black color appeared.

This black ink was like ink. Just by touching it, it had penetrated his flesh. At the same time, waves of pain and itchiness came from his fist.

Although Lee Yanwang didn't understand the situation, he knew that this was definitely not good news.

Under Lee Yanwang's rage, his fists and legs immediately became a violent storm and there was even the sound of the air being torn apart.

Bang Bang Bang...

Thai boxing was itself known as the Eight Armed Boxing, especially when Lee Yanwang was proficient in it. Even if it wasn't as good as 30% of his master's power, it was already a rare expert.

Lee Yanwang usually fought with the enemies many times, and he even killed the killers from the Shadow Crow organization when he was on mission.

Now, in his rage, his hands, elbows, knees, and feet were all sharp weapons.

Violent winds and torrential rain, penetrating through every nook and cranny.

As for the old man, he continued to retreat.

Tan Yongqi was elated.

Han Zhen secretly shook his head. The old man was Dharma Cultivator, while Lee Yanwang specialized in martial arts. In battle, the old man was definitely not Lee Yanwang's match.

After such a long time, Lee Yanwang, as a martial artist, still hadn't won. Naturally, he would never have the chance to win again.

At the same time, Lee Yanwang discovered with fear that the strange black color was spreading. Fear grew in his heart as he struck out like lightning.

The old man laughed. When he turned to face Lee Yanwang, he spat out a black Qi from his nose and mouth and went straight for Lee Yanwang's face.

Lee Yanwang couldn't dodge in time and smelled a fishy stench. The inner strength he cultivated instantly collapsed. Lee Yanwang's body went limp and he fell to the ground.

The old man sneered, "Damn it!"

Lee Yanwang struggled for a bit, but he was powerless to stand up. He desperately gestured at his bodyguard, who was waiting at a high vantage point, to attack.

Tan Yongqi and Xiao Dia were both nervous, because this was the only chance they had to defeat the old man.

The old man immediately realized that something was wrong. Before the bodyguard hiding at the highest point could make his move, the old man screamed loudly.

The sound was sharp and hoarse, like the sound of someone scraping against glass.

Everyone immediately covered their ears, but their heads were still dizzy.

They only felt that it was unpleasant, but Han Zhen heard the power that intimidated them.

In the distance, the bodyguard hiding behind the limestone at the top of the valley cried out miserably as he tumbled down the mountain.

The old man understood why his fellow apprentices had been defeated. With a cold smile, he said, "It seems that you all will definitely lose!"

Xiao Dia's expression changed drastically. She knew that her trump card was completely defeated by the old man's shout.

"Hurry up!" Xiao Dia didn't care about anything else as she pushed Tan Yongqi away. "I'll stop him, hurry up and leave!"

Tan Yongqi looked at this tragic defeat and her heart was filled with fear. The immortal in front of her was actually this powerful? No wonder her village elders could not muster up any thoughts of revolting against her.

It wasn't that they didn't want to resist, but that they didn't have the ability to.

Tan Yongqi thought about the hard work she had put in over the years, but it was just a joke. He had even offended the mountain deity to bring disaster upon his fellow villagers.1

This feeling of great disparity in power made Tan Yongqi feel as if she was being annihilated.

Her heart was filled with grief and tears rolled down her face. She even had the urge to die.

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