Young Martial God

The fist and palm collided, creating waves of air that shattered the void.    

Ye Zhi's face turned red, his body twitched, the stone floor under his feet exploded, and he staggered back more than ten steps.    

Peng!    

He stopped for a moment, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.    

His right hand trembled violently. His fist was stained with blood, and even his bones were exposed. It was a horrifying sight.    

Gritting his teeth, Ye Zhi stared at Niu Lia, his eyes burning with anger.    

"Ye Zhi, Ye Zhi."    

Baili Tong's face turned pale. Her body trembled and she ran over while screaming. She grabbed Ye Zhi's arm and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She was very worried.    

"Ye Zhi..."    

Looking at the bloody wound on Ye Zhi's fist, Baili Tong gritted her teeth and her voice trembled.    

"Nothing." Ye Zhi shook his head at Baili Tong and said softly, "Hurry up and leave. Go and report to the Nangong family."    

"Yo, you can actually withstand one attack, but accept your fate. No one can protect you." A trace of fear flashed across Niu Lia's eyes. He then looked at Baili Tong, licked his lips, and laughed wildly. "And this woman. It just makes me feel refreshed."    

"Are you courting death?"    

Ye Zhi was furious. His eyes were filled with intense killing intent. It was as if he was going to burst out from his heart.    

"What can you do?" Niu Lia couldn't stop laughing.    

The last time he had run away in a sorry state, he had lost all his face in front of Gu Chen. This time, he had to get it back no matter what.    

"Tie him up. Be gentle to beautiful women. You must know how to take pity on beautiful women." Niu Lia waved his hand and smiled sinisterly.    

"Commander, please rest assured."    

"Master, you are done. Remember me," Niu Lia said.    

A pair of Forbidden Soldier dismounted their horses and surrounded Ye Zhi and Baili Tong with smiles on their faces.    

"Let's go."    

Ye Zhi took a step forward and blocked Baili Tong's path as he shouted.    

"Tsk, the leader of the Forbidden Soldier of the ancient dynasty, how impressive!" Baili Tong's face was cold, and her entire body exuded a terrifying killing intent.    

"Kneel."    

The Forbidden Soldier, including Niu Lia, all stared at Baili Tong with stiff expressions. They had yet to recover from the changes.    

"Haha, girl, are you crazy? You want me to kneel down? I think you want to kneel down for the leader..." One of the Forbidden Soldier members regained his senses and could not help but laugh in a vulgar manner.    

Ding!    

A black token was thrown out from Baili Tong's hand and landed in front of Niu Lia's horse.    

Baili Tong looked at Niu Lia coldly and said, "Pick up the token."    

Ye Zhi also stared at Baili Tong with a stunned expression. This was the first time he had seen Baili Tong like this. It made people feel distant.    

Was this the unruly and overbearing Baili Tong in Mist Cloud City?    

He opened his mouth but suddenly thought of Baili Tong's identity, and then a wisp of a bitter smile appeared on his face.    

Never had he imagined that the person who saved him was actually a woman.    

But he didn't dare be careless. He consumed a portion of spirit water and stared at Niu Lia with a vigilant expression.    

"Girl, do you know who you're talking to?" Niu Lia's face darkened. His pair of ferocious eyes were peerlessly brutal, and his entire body surged with killing intent, causing him to seem extremely terrifying.    

"Pick up the token." Baili Tong had a cold expression.    

Niu Lia narrowed his eyes.    

Could it be that this girl had a great background?    

Niu Lia was a little uncertain. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the dark token.    

On the token, the word "Tyrant Spirit" was written in a flamboyant manner.    

Slap!    

Niu Lia's entire body trembled violently. His body actually swayed and he fell from his horse to the ground.    

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.    

A dignified medicinal cultivator of One Thought Stage actually fell from the horse's back. Truly a disgrace!    

"Sir..." One of the Forbidden Soldier felt that something was not right. He glanced at Baili Tong and said softly.    

"Shut up."    

Niu Lia shouted.    

"Pick up the token. This is your last chance." Baili Tong said coldly.    

A deep shock appeared in Niu Lia's eyes, and he gritted his teeth. Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding crowd, he swayed his body and carefully picked up the token. He knelt on the ground and respectfully raised the token.    

"I, I was blind. Please forgive me."    

Niu Lia said in shock.    

Baili Tong turned her hand and the token flew into her palm.    

A trace of killing intent flashed across her eyes. She raised the corner of her mouth and coldly pointed at the Forbidden Soldier who did not speak any less. "He must die."    

The Forbidden Soldier's body trembled violently as it collapsed onto the ground.    

Niu Lia knelt on the ground. What kind of background did this person have?    

"Yes, sir." Niu Lia didn't dare hesitate anymore. He leaped up and struck the head of the Forbidden Soldier with his palm.    

Bang!    

The head of the Forbidden Soldier exploded and died on the spot.    

Peng!    

All of the Forbidden Soldier fell to their knees, cold sweat dripping down their backs. Some of them even lost their restraints.    

Within a radius of several miles, a pungent smell of blood filled the air.    

Niu Lia killed the Forbidden Soldier with a single palm strike. He quickly knelt on the ground and drooped his head, waiting in fear for Baili Tong's judgment.    

His mind was blank.    

The word "Tyrant Spirit" was like a shadow that lingered in his mind for a long time.    

He had seen that simple token before. It was exactly the same as the token. The aura and handwriting were not fake.    

A disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect.    

That was a powerful force that could destroy the entire ancient dynasty with just a little finger.    

Even Niu Lia didn't dare to act rashly.    

"Ye Zhi, what should we do next?" Ye Zhi was in a daze when Baili Tong's voice sounded in his ear.    

He turned his head and saw the cold Baili Tong wink at him.    

Ye Zhi had a strange look on his face. Her expression made him want to laugh out loud.    

Ye Zhi took a deep breath and stared at Niu Lia. He said coldly, "Later, tell Gu Chen that he wants to get rid of me. I will accompany him to the end. I only want to see if he has the ability."    

"Get lost."    

Only then did Niu Lia feel relieved. He looked at Baili Tong and Ye Zhi in horror. His heart trembled. He quickly mounted his horse and ran away.    

...    

"Yo, the name has entered the family tree. Old thing has put in a lot of effort to bribe you. He even sent his daughter into the family tree. " What a big deal. "    

"If it was a high cost, he would definitely agree to it. Only an idiot like you would refuse such a good thing."    

Hearing Unparalleled Old Devil's sarcasm, Ye Zhi had a helpless look on his face.    

He really did not expect Nangong Xiong to be willing to do such a thing.    

He was really willing to let his name enter the family tree.    

Taking a deep breath, Ye Zhi looked at Nangong Xiong and said slowly, "Patriarch. It won't be long before I leave the ancient dynasty."    

"This thing is useless to me."    

Ye Zhi still didn't want to hide it. If Nangong Xiong kept thinking about it, who knew what kind of tricks he would play in the future?    

Since he had already made up his mind, he couldn't change it, and he couldn't shake that precious warrior's heart.    

Nangong Xiong seemed to have guessed Ye Zhi's response. A smile appeared on his face. "With your talent, the ancient dynasty is indeed too small to keep you, but I have already let go of my words. It is like pouring water, and there is no way I can take it back. In short, whether or not I agree with you or not is up to me."    

F * ck!    

Ye Zhi cursed in his heart.    

He was really speechless at Nangong Xiong, this old loach. Was there a need to do this in order to win people's hearts?    

"Just let Patriarch do as he pleases."    

Ye Zhi glanced at Nangong Xiong. He had already made a decision in his heart. There was no way he could stop Nangong Xiong from doing what he wanted to do.    

However, Nangong Xiong couldn't stop him from doing what he wanted to do.    

If it was someone else who said this, Nangong Xiong would have killed him with a single palm. But when Ye Zhi said it, Nangong Xiong felt helpless.    

He had no other choice.    

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhi turned around and left.    

"Also, I'll leave tomorrow. At the entrance of the main hall, Ye Zhi suddenly turned his head to look at Nangong Xiong and said indifferently.    

"This..." Nangong Xiong was startled. He opened his mouth and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.    

"Sigh!"    

When he saw Ye Zhi leave, he sighed.    

At this moment, a beautiful figure slowly walked out from the inner room.    

The person who came was actually Nangong Huanxue. From beginning to end, she heard it clearly.    1

Nangong Huanxue's expression did not change. She coldly stared at the exit of the main hall. Her beautiful eyes surged with a ray of light, but it made one's heart ache slightly.    

"Xue Er, father knows that you have a good impression of Ye Zhi." Nangong Xiong stared at Nangong Huanxue with a trace of love in his eyes. He said, "Forget him. You are not the same type of person as him."    

Nangong Huanxue's body trembled slightly and her eyes trembled. She seemed to have recovered from her trance.    

"Aren't they the same type of person?"    

She suddenly clenched her fists tightly and bit her lips while a wisp of rage suffused her eyes.    

"Ye Zhi, you'll absolutely regret it."    

...    

Nangong family, arena.    

The two figures were standing on the arena a few meters away from each other. The two auras kept intertwining, and in the center of the arena, the air was twisting and twisting, as if two flames were competing against each other.    

On the edge of the arena, there were dozens of figures looking at the two of them without moving.    

"Brother Xuan has advanced to the seventh level of the Metamorphosis Stage realm since he came out of Blood Sun Wonderland. Brother Zhi is still a Sixth Rank of Metamorphosis Stage. It seems like Brother Xuan has a higher chance of winning."    

"Not necessarily. Don't forget, when Brother Zhi was a Third Rank of Metamorphosis Stage, he could already fight someone above his level."    

"Tsk, a Third Rank of Metamorphosis Stage is a Third Rank of Metamorphosis Stage. The further one goes, the higher one's cultivation base is, the higher one's cultivation base will be. I have high hopes for Brother Xuan."    

"I think Brother Zhi has a higher chance of winning."    

"Then let's wait and see. Let's see who will win."    

...    

"I heard you're leaving tomorrow?" Nangong Xuan narrowed his eyes and said abruptly.    

"The news spread really fast." Ye Zhi smiled bitterly.    

"To be honest, I regret choosing you as my opponent." Nangong Xuan took a deep breath, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.    

Ye Zhi mocked, "You are the only one who can drink the bitter wine you brew."    

"Where are you going?"    

"I might go to the Tyrant Spirit Sect, but I'll be going to the Tyrant Spirit Martial Palace soon."    

"Tyrant Spirit Sect, hehe, maybe we can meet again."    

"After this battle, we'll meet again in the Tyrant Spirit Sect."    

"It's a deal."    

Nangong Xuan stopped smiling and said seriously, "Let me see how strong you are."    

Bang!    

A strong wave of air rushed into the void like a fountain. It stirred up the space and created a ripple.    

Nangong Xuan's body swayed, leaving afterimages behind. He moved like lightning, bringing with him violent waves of energy as he attacked Ye Zhi continuously.    

Ye Zhi's eyes froze. He did not dare to be careless. His feet rotated, and his body was like a spinning top. He rolled up a wave and quickly retreated.    

"So fast."    

Ye Zhi's pupils constricted. Nangong Xuan's speed had exceeded his expectation. The moment he retreated, he rushed forward and struck with his palm.    

"Thunder Palm!"    

With a thought, Ye Zhi knew that he could not dodge it. He used his back foot to push himself forward, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out.    

Swoosh!    

A wisp of azure lightning flashed past.    

Bang! Bang!    

"Thunder Palm." "Thunder Palm." Nangong Xuan's eyes froze, and a smile appeared on his face.