i come from heaven

Chapter 68 How is it possible?

Seeing that the four masters were all looking at Ye Mu, Qian Bao's eyes also fell on Ye Mu.

"Boy, who are you?"

Seeing Ye Mu's calm face, Qian Bao asked involuntarily.

"The man who killed your brother!"

Ye Mu said lightly.

"Oh it's you?"

Qian Bao frowned, with anger in his eyes.

The four masters are all ordinary people, it is impossible to defeat Wei Laosan, there must be a master, but Qian Bao did not expect that the master turned out to be Ye Mu.

Because Ye Mu was too young, Qian Bao ignored Ye Mu's existence at first.

At this age, it is impossible to cultivate to such a high level, unless it is a monstrous existence.

After Xiaodao heard it, he took the machete and walked towards Ye Mu step by step.

"Xiaodao, come back!"

Qian Bao called Xiaodao to stop, if Ye Mu was really the one who killed Wei Laosan, then Xiaodao would definitely not be the opponent.

"Lord Bao, this kid is just bluffing!"

The little knife didn't stop, and still went towards Ye Mu.

Step by step, the footsteps were not loud, but they seemed very abrupt in this silent hall, and every step wanted to step on the hearts of everyone.

Liu Tianrong and the others clenched their fists tightly, holding their breath, their palms were covered with sweat.

Ye Mu stood quietly, as if he didn't see Xiaodao walking towards him.

Qian Bao didn't stop him. He also wanted to let Xiao Dao test Ye Mu's strength.

Even if Ye Mu is stronger than Xiaodao, with him by his side, Xiaodao will not be in danger.

Soon, Xiao Dao came to Ye Mu.

The distance between the two is only one meter.

As long as he stretched out his hand with the knife, the scimitar in his hand could cut Ye Mu's throat.

However, at this time, Ye Mu still had his hands hanging down, showing no signs of preparation for a fight.

"You are arrogant, but arrogance comes with a price!"

Seeing that Ye Mu didn't take himself seriously, Xiao Dao's face became even colder.

"This is confidence!"

Ye Mu raised the corner of his mouth, showing a hint of disdain.

"court death!"

The voice fell.

Xiaodao flipped his wrist, and the scimitar in his hand instantly drew an arc in front of him. The sharp blade cut through the air, and with a hissing sound, it went straight to Ye Mu's legs.

The speed was as fast as lightning, so that Liu Tianrong and the others only saw a burst of knife shadows.

The reason why the knife didn't cut Ye Mu's throat was because he didn't want Ye Mu to die so easily, he wanted to torture Ye Mu, an arrogant guy.

The scimitar arrived in no time, and it was already in front of Ye Mu's legs. It was about to cut through Ye Mu's skin and cut off his legs.

Liu Tianrong and the others showed panic in their eyes.

He opened his mouth wide to remind Ye Mu, but he couldn't make a sound.

There was a smile on Xiaodao's face, a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, he seemed to see Ye Mu kneeling in front of him with both legs broken.

Seeing this scene, Qian Bao felt relieved.

Regardless of whether Ye Mu is really powerful or not, in the current situation, there is no way he can avoid this attack.

Qian Bao thinks he can't escape.

however.

What everyone didn't expect was that the scimitar in Xiao Dao's hand cut across Ye Mu's legs.

But there was no scene of blood splattering.

Even Ye Mu's clothes were not scratched.

This…………

silence!

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Xiaodao's eyes trembled fiercely, and his eyeballs almost flew out. He looked at the scimitar in his hand in horror, and his heart almost stopped beating.

"Xiaodao, what are you doing?"

From Qian Bao's point of view, it should be that the machete in Xiaodao's hand just slashed in front of Ye Mu's legs, but did not cut Ye Mu's legs.

With such a distance, and Ye Mu standing still, how could Xiaodao miss it?
Qian Bao's brows were frowned, and his tone was apologetic.

But at this moment, only Xiao Dao knew that his machete had actually hit Ye Mu's legs.

The moment the machete cut Ye Mu's legs, Xiaodao felt a huge shock force from the blade.

It's like chopping on an extremely hard iron Gada.

Immediately afterwards, the machete slashed across the surface of the big iron Gada.

At this moment, Xiaodao's tiger's mouth felt a dull pain.

And the scimitar in his hand densely distributed these tiny cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is simply incredible.

How hard is this body?

The scimitar that cut iron like mud couldn't hurt Ye Mu at all.

Xiaodao fell into panic, and the thinking in his mind became chaotic.

There was a small sound of breaking, and the scimitar in Xiaodao's hand became shattered, leaving only a handle still in his hand.

"Your knife is too weak!"

Ye Mu shook his head involuntarily as he looked at the already dumbfounded knife.

The fluttering voice fell, and Ye Mu immediately raised his kick.

A very casual kick, an understatement.

But this kick hit Xiaodao, and Xiaodao's body weighing more than 180 kilograms flew out directly.

Boom!

A big hole was knocked out of the solid wall.

Xiaodao's face was pale, and blood gushed from his mouth.

what……

The knife roared, and the severe pain made him scream.

And there was more unwillingness in that scream.

That's how it was defeated!
In these years, he has practiced sword skills hard, and he has put in ten times, a hundred times more sweat than others.

But it was easily defeated like this.

With Xiaodao's roar, Qian Bao's heart was heavy and terrified. Being able to defeat Xiaodao so easily, it seems that Ye Mu's strength is really strong.

Qian Bao shot two bright lights in his eyes, and after angrily shouted, he shot.

The clenched right fist was like a sandbag, and it went directly towards Ye Mu.

The fist wind whistled.

The air in the entire hall seemed to condense the moment Qian Bao punched.

Liu Tianrong and the others felt as if a huge mountain was coming towards them, and they were so depressed that they couldn't breathe.

The four people couldn't help but retreated until they reached the corner and then stopped.

Qian Bao exhausted all his strength.

Faced with the existence of kicking the knife flying, Qian Bao dared not be careless.

"Humph……"

Facing Qian Bao's fist, Ye Mu snorted coldly, with a flash of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

bump!
Ye Mu punched Qian Bao with his backhand and faced each other.

The sound of a dull collision sounded, and the air in the hall shook.

The teacups on the table were also humming, like an earthquake.

Qian Bao rushed over to punch Ye Mu.

But Ye Mu faced the punch standing on the spot.

In terms of strength, Qianbao can use more strength.

However, after this punch, Qian Bao's fist was suddenly cracked, bloody and bloody.

The whole arm hangs down limply.

It was clearly broken.

Qian Bao staggered back, his face was so ferocious that there was no human figure.

There is endless horror and fear in the eyes.

Just how strong is this person in front of him?
Peak Qi training?

Grandmaster?

Qian Bao couldn't understand how a person of such an age could have such terrifying strength.

(End of this chapter)