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Chapter 993: Ye Liang’s Repressive Power

The fear of power that originated from the depths of biological genes has been deeply engraved in Crimson Tiefeng's mind.

Therefore, when the words came to his lips, Crimson Tiefeng hesitated.

It is these few seconds of hesitation that are enough to explain everything.

"Hahaha..." Ye Liang laughed loudly in the distance.

This kind of laughter was like a heavy hammer, hammering hard into the self-esteem in Crimson Tie Feng's heart.

Severely smash his pride and belief in bushido.

Look at the man in front of you who is smiling happily.

Red Tiefeng suppressed his blush and became angry: "Asshole... you're just a brat from Xuanwu Villa, why do you laugh at me?"

Ye Liang smiled and said: "You can't beat the Qinglong King. What if you can't defeat even a gangster from Qinglong Villa? Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for you?"

As soon as these words came out, a burst of ridicule broke out among the villagers.

"Haha, he is indeed a frog in the well. I think he almost doesn't know what he is talking about!"

"Lord Crimson Tiefeng is in the warrior realm, how could he not be able to beat you, a brat with no hair on his head?"

"Lord Tiefeng!" The old village chief knelt behind and begged: "Please use your divine power to take in this arrogant and ignorant boy!"

"Hmph!" Red Tiefeng said coldly: "Someone likes to seek death, then I will help you!"

Said.

Red Tiefeng suddenly clenched his fists.

The muscles all over his body tightened instantly, and his clothes burst open, revealing hideous and terrifying veins, clinging to the thick arms like green snakes.

The strong pressure of the War King Realm was completely revealed at this moment.

He glared at Ye Liang fiercely like a wild beast. The fear caused by the Azure Dragon King almost completely disappeared, replaced by a strong murderous intention.

In the Southern Territory, even in Xuanwu Villa, there are very few people in the Battle Emperor Realm.

The Chihong family has almost investigated a few of them, and there are indeed a few people that Chihong Tiefeng cannot afford to offend.

But this little-known kid was not on that list at all.

This way.

Killing this kid was as easy as squeezing an ant to death for Crimson Tie Feng.

Bend your knees, bend your waist.

Bang!

Red Tiefeng's huge and muscular body shot out like a cannonball in an instant, causing an inch of dent in the floor.

A fist as big as a casserole was swung straight at Ye Liang.

There was a little regret in the eyes of the old village chief.

When Crimson Iron Front attacks, it will definitely be an instant kill.

But in this way, he lost the opportunity to torture Ye Liang to death with his own hands. He could only hope that Ye Liang's family could be more generous and let him enjoy it for a while longer.

Liu Ji, who was on Tian Zhengqing's back, was extremely anxious. He had seen the scene of the red iron front killing people, and subconsciously thought that Ye Liang could not win at all.

But now, everything is of no use.

Even if he started running away at this time, it would be impossible to escape.

They can only wait to die.

Everyone else, including the bald man who was lying on the ground unable to scream, were watching this scene intently.

In their minds, the image of Ye Liang being beaten into a puddle of flesh automatically appeared.

But the next second.

A picture that no one expected appeared.

The second before that fist as big as a casserole was about to hit Ye Liang's face.

Ye Liang just stretched out his hand gently.

Bang!!

The fist hit Ye Liang's hand.

The huge power even produced a wave of air, which spread out in all directions and bent a large area of ​​corn trees.

"die!!"

Crimson Tiefeng did not withdraw his fists, but stepped firmly on his horse and exerted force suddenly. The muscles that swelled again exploded the remaining clothes on his upper body, and the ground was cracked by his steps.

The powerful coercion generated by the confrontation between the two powerful Qi machines caused the internal organs of the bald man and the others under Ye Liang's feet to tremble violently, the wounds opened again, and blood continued to gush out of their throats.

However.

That's it.

Since his fist hit Ye Liang's hand, he has not been able to move forward even one millimeter.

Red Tiefeng's pupils shrank sharply.

He has killed many people in the southern border, including ordinary people and some martial arts practitioners who claimed to be masters.

To him, the feeling is basically the same, just like beating a piece of tofu, which can be broken easily.

But today, this punch was like a mosquito hitting the towering Mount Tai.

Don't say that it makes the other party shaken.

It can't even cause a grain of soil to pour out.

"Ahhhh!!"

The red iron front roared like a madman, its terrifying face turned red, like a ferocious monster.

But no matter how hard he tries.

Still couldn't push the fist out even one inch.

Compared to his violence.

On Ye Liang's side, he seemed much more relaxed and free-spirited. He always grasped Red Tiefeng's fist with one hand, held it behind his back with the other, and looked at him with a smile.

This picture looks like an old father playing with his three-year-old son.

The strength of both sides is not at the same level at all.

As the redness in front of Crimson Tie Feng receded, he gradually calmed down a bit.
Chapter completed!
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