The master goes down the mountain, I have nine invincible masters!

"puff!"

The disciple staggered suddenly, spurting out a mouthful of broken teeth and blood.

This scene made everyone present terrified.

"hiss!!"

"It's too arbitrary to hit someone just because of a disagreement!"

"This person is really unreasonable!"

"Yes, he beat someone up, how could the people behind him let it go?"

You must know that behind this disciple is also a Divine Ancestor of Ten Thousand Daos!

as predicted.

The old man's expression suddenly darkened: "Sir, you are a little too presumptuous. Don't you take me seriously?"

"It's your people who are too presumptuous."

Ye Junlin glanced at the old man indifferently, his tone was neither salty nor bland.

He found that being too easy-going would only make others act unruly.

When necessary, it is time to show some edge.

He turned his eyes slightly and looked coldly at the disciple who was covering his face: "My things, I set the price, if you want it, take it, if you don't want it, get out."

"Don't mention bargaining in front of me."

“I will not force a sale or undersell.”

"As for giving things away... I can give my things away whenever I want."

"You are not worthy to question me here."

These words were spoken to the disciples, but they were meant for the old man to hear.

The disciple didn't say anything, but just covered his face with some fear, obviously afraid that he would talk too much and make too many mistakes and be beaten again.

The old man's face was extremely gloomy: "Sir, if you have any resentment in your heart, there is no need to point fingers at others."

"I was just bargaining."

Ha ha!

Ye Junlin said nothing, but just sneered at the old man.

Normal?

Your disciple pointed at the ancestor of all gods and scolded him. Is this normal?

Without your tacit approval, how could a mere disciple like him dare to be so rude to the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Daos?

"How about this--"

At this time, the old man suddenly changed the subject: "Although I am much older than you, I will not take advantage of my age."

"You injured my disciple, but I can let this matter go and will not pursue the matter."

"Sell your Nine Heavens Golden Thunderwood to me for 100 million, and the misunderstanding between us will be written off."

"what do you think?"

Done.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, with an arrogant attitude, as if to say, "I've given you enough face, don't be ungrateful."

Ye Junlin sneered at this: "After saying so much, isn't your ultimate goal still to take away my Nine Heavens Golden Thunderwood at a low price?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Ye Junlin's sneering expression gradually subsided and turned cold: "But, what if I don't agree?"

A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes: "Then don't blame me, I will seek justice for my disciple!"

hum!

A breath of air suddenly emanated from his body, carrying a terrifying pressure.

Many people present were horrified and quickly stepped back.

"Get out!"

"I'm afraid there's going to be a big battle, don't get involved!"

"Withdraw, withdraw..."

Everyone retreated in a hurry, and soon a vacuum zone appeared.

Ye Junlin and the old man stood facing each other.

"How are you going to get justice?"

The corners of Ye Junlin's lips curled up in a hint of sarcasm.

"How you beat my disciples, I will beat you the same way!"

The old man took a step forward, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a breath of aura suddenly emanated.

Like a sharp blade!

Swish!

In an instant, the sharp blade was approaching Ye Junlin.

A trace was cut out in the space!

Ye Junlin remained calm, raised his hand lightly and grabbed casually.

boom!

The opponent's breath was instantly crushed and had no effect on Ye Junlin at all.

"After beating me, are you going to snatch the Nine Heavens Golden Thunderwood away?"

Ye Junlin shook his hand lightly, and the sarcasm at the corner of his lips became more obvious.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, stop talking nonsense here!"

The old man became furious when his thoughts were revealed, and showed no mercy. He moved suddenly, as fast as lightning, and rushed over.

boom!

A palm was slapped out, like a raging wave, sweeping towards Ye Junlin.

"Okay, then I won't fight you with words, I'll fight you with my fists!"

Ye Junlin sneered, faced the opponent's palm and punched it hard.

boom!

When the two sides collided, energy suddenly spread out and fluctuated.

The opponent's offensive has ended.

However, Ye Junlin was still unstoppable and moved forward courageously. After crushing the opponent's energy, he smashed the opponent's palm.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the opponent's wrist suddenly bent strangely, and the broken bone pierced the skin directly.

"Uh!"

The old man groaned, his face showing pain.

boom!

Ye Junlin didn't give him a chance to react. He stepped forward and punched him hard in the face.

"puff!"

The old man suddenly spurted out blood, and broken teeth flew out, and his entire face was miserably sunken.

The whole face was covered in blood!

Kick, kick, kick! ! !

After taking several steps back, the old man stared at Ye Junlin with a ferocious look on his face.

Whoosh!

Ye Junlin pressed forward again, and before the other party could react, he slapped him on the head.

Pfft!

The old man spurted out blood again, and his entire body was smashed straight into the ground, leaving only his head outside.

"It's a pity that you can't teach me a lesson."

Ye Junlin looked down at the other person and shrugged nonchalantly.

The old man stared at Ye Junlin with a look of fear in his eyes.

This is the strongest existence he has ever encountered!

With just a few strokes of his hand, he was knocked to the ground!

Moreover, I definitely didn't use my full strength!

"You you, me me..."

The old man was terrified and stammered, and finally he could only force a smile: "I was just joking with you."

"Oh."

Ye Junlin nodded suddenly: "So that's how it is, what a coincidence, I was just joking with you."

"This slap was also just a joke."

He raised his arm, blew into his palm, then looked at the old man and grinned.

Just a slap, and he slapped it.

"Do not!!!"

The old man's eyes suddenly turned red and he let out a desperate roar. He felt boundless terror at this slap.

boom! ! !

Ye Junlin did not stop at all and slapped the old man hard on the head.

Suddenly, the old man sank into the ground.

No one knows life or death.

It's like disappearing into thin air.

But Ye Junlin knew that with this palm strike, the opponent would have no chance of survival.

"Ancient Soul Condensation Technique."

With a thought, Ye Junlin completely devoured the old man's soul without anyone noticing.

After finishing.

He shrugged nonchalantly again: "Sorry, I lost control of my strength when I was joking this time. If you can still come out, I won't joke anymore and I'll sell it to you for 100 million."

The old man naturally couldn't speak.

Everyone around was silent, looking at Ye Junlin in shock.

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Gods was beaten like a child!

How strong is this person?