C1200 You're Finished
C1200 You're Finished
Lee Yanwang knew that Tan Yongqi was suspicious. He stepped directly on Chen Gaocen's left hand that was still uninjured, "What deities, they are all barbarians in the deep mountains. Speak, do you have anyone else? "
A sharp pain came from Chen Gaocen's palm, but his expression did not change, "You dare to insult us like this, you will all die."
Lee Yanwang did not hesitate. With a twist of his legs, the bone in Chen Gaocen's hand was broken.
Chen Gaocen grunted but laughed out loud, "Originally, you dared to offend us, so I could have let you off. "But you guys actually dare to injure me? You guys are dead meat!"
Even in the face of death, Chen Gaocen was still as cocky as before. Tan Yongqi finally revealed an uneasy expression.
Lee Yanwang quickly said: "Don't worry, we're here."
With that, Lee Yanwang cursed in his heart as he kicked Chen Gaocen's temple. Chen Gaocen immediately fainted.
When Chen Gaocen was unconscious, his two men finally showed fear on their faces.
Lee Yanwang was satisfied.
Tan Yongqi also felt slightly relieved. Since there was fear in her heart, and these immortals were not real immortals, there was a possibility of victory. As for Han Zhen, there was no value in listening to what Han Zhen said.
Lee Yanwang wanted to say something to Han Zhen, but a cold voice rang out.
"You all …"
"Die!"
A sinister voice rang out from all directions at the same time, but the source could not be found. Not only that, but there was also a strange sense of oppression mixed in with his voice. Just hearing it made people feel uneasy.
Lee Yanwang was still alright, after all he was practicing Thai Fist and his breath was thick, while the other bodyguards felt a bulge in their temples. They immediately pressed down on their temples, afraid that their breathing would become unstable.
In the next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared before everyone.
A tall, thin, and shriveled old man dressed in black clothes had a pale face and a gloomy expression. There seemed to be no signs of life from his body.
"Ah!" Tan Yongqi cried out in alarm. The old man in front of her was too similar to the immortal that the elders spoke of.
Lee Yanwang's heart skipped a beat. Even he didn't see clearly the way the old man appeared.
Without waiting for him to signal for an attack, the Talisman in the old man's hand moved and formed a seal. Following which, a black Qi surged out from the Talisman and it pounced towards the group of people.
The bodyguards struggled, but to no avail.
Splash!
The surrounding people immediately fell to the ground.
Tan Yongqi was astonished. The old man in front of her was much stronger than the three from before.
Lee Yanwang did not hesitate and whistled to the sniper. Following that, a fist rushed forward, directly striking the old man.
Bang!
A dull sound of impact rang out in the air.
Lee Yanwang's punch ripped through the air.
Xiao Dia had a serious expression on her face. "So powerful." Even I am unable to achieve such a feat from Lee Yanwang. "
Tan Yongqi's confidence rose because she knew that her bodyguard, Xiao Dia, was an expert at defeating over ten men.
Master Lee Yanwang had trained his strength from an expert of Thai boxing, so his punch was as heavy as a thousand catties. Naturally, this wasn't something that an ordinary person could do.
The old man raised an eyebrow. "Cultivators do not enter the Grandmaster Realm."
"What a pity …" A stream of black gas rose from the elder's right palm and collided with Lee Yanwang's fist.
Bang!
The fist and palm collided.
The old man's arm trembled, then he lowered it.
Lee Yanwang was overjoyed. With just one move, he had crippled one of his opponent's arms. Clearly, victory was already within his grasp.
However, the old man didn't feel any pain. He smiled and said, "You're finished."