Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Su Yan's voice was under intense pressure at this moment, and everyone present felt chills in their backs.

Those who were strong in the early days of the masters directly trembled their legs and crushed them, and some almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

"This son is not good."

Many people keep backing away, fearing that they will also be hurt. This is an instinct of fear.

And Na Ah Da, although shocked, he was not afraid of it. He wanted to show it in front of Ye Beihan, and at the same time, he also tried to find out how many catties Su Yan had.

Ah Da's plump body directly rushed towards Su Yan, his bull rush is naturally a proud skill.

But when he slammed into Su Yan's body, he realized that Su Yan was as indestructible as Mount Tai, unable to move at all.

And he had been knocked out more than ten meters, and directly knocked down a wall in the hall.

Not only that, Ah Da felt unbearable pain all over his body, and blood came out from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that the injury was serious.

This injury is considered lucky, because Su Yan didn't use spiritual power to cover his whole body, just pure physical strength, otherwise he could not stand up at all.

Su Yan didn't make a move at all. Ah Da was already injured. Obviously, he was no match for Su Yan.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Ah Da yelled, his face trembled, and his eyes opened wide, which is very rare.

He almost used all his strength, this offensive, even Wang Xiaoer can only lose.

But he slammed into Su Yan, still unable to shake Su Yan even a bit, and was directly blasted out of the hall by Su Yan's spiritual power.

Originally, Wang Xiaoer smashed a wall, but now Ah Da smashed another wall. The entire hall could not be supported and collapsed instantly.

The other bigwigs all fled, and only two of them remained in the hall, turning a blind eye.

These two people are naturally Su Yan and Ye Beihan.

Ye Beihan waved his hand, and the ceiling fell directly into residue, and the residue was scattered around. His hair was stained a bit, but it was instantly driven away by his spiritual power.

On the other hand, Su Yan's ceiling fell firmly on his body, and then it turned into a fire. The golden spiritual power directly burned them to ashes, which rose with the wind and floated around.

Ye Beihan looked at Su Yan with a pair of sharp eyes. The disdain and even playfulness just now turned into the current face, and Su Yan could already become his opponent.

Ye Beihan had a saber on his waist. It was given to him by his master who came out of the mountain. It was a good sword.

"Are you here to find the fault?"

Ye Bei coldly looked at Su Yan, and he came here to win the Lingnan champion. This is what his master meant.

Su Yan felt that Beihan was very Sabi this night, he had played three games, and asked if you were here to find fault.

With his disdainful eyes as if looking at the ants, he glanced directly at Ye Beihan, did not speak, but raised his neck slightly.

From Ye Beihan's point of view, this was a direct provocation. He simply didn't put him in his eyes.

He has been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years, and he has started to practice martial arts almost every time he beats his mother. Since he came into contact with the world outside this world-the martial arts world, he has understood the meaning of life.

Since then, he has always mocked others with contempt, and no one has ever dared to mock him with contempt. He is always respectful and afraid.

After being used to such a life, he was suddenly scorned. As a genius, Ye Beihan couldn't bear it naturally, and the anger in his heart was already three feet high.

"No matter who you are, no matter what background you have, you will die today!"

Ye Bei drank coldly, saying this was naturally intent to kill. If he didn't kill Su Yan, he might not be able to gain a foothold in the martial arts world in the future.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I have always done what I say, and I have never failed in one thing."

And Wu Jianhui, who was in the distance, ran over at this moment, staring at his nose and roaring: "Do you know who I am? I am the liaison between the martial arts world and the government. This time the Lingnan hero is none other than Ye Beihan."

Wu Jianhui obviously wanted to frighten Su Yan with his own identity. He overestimated himself. He thought that Su Yan, like other martial arts leaders, would be in awe and fear in the face of him.

Because those people have the handle and interest in the hands of this person, they naturally want to curry favor with him, and Su Yan disdains it at all. He doesn't need to curry favor at all. After all, this place is not worthy of cursing.

Facing Wu Jianhui's soaring look, Su Yan was slightly angry and waved his hand faintly. The strength was to shoot Wu Jianhui directly into the ground, reaching a depth of three meters.

It even blasted through the floor tiles and concrete floor. As an ordinary person, it was obvious that he could not accept such a large force.

On the spot, Wu Jianhui was covered with blood all over his body, and the skeleton of his whole body had long been smashed and broken, and it seemed that he could not survive.

The death of Wu Jianhui made Ye Beihan angry. After all, Wu Jianhui was someone he knew and had a better relationship.

Now that he sees his friends, it is his own contact. Now that people die in the hands of others, his desire for revenge and murder is unprecedentedly high.

With the master's level of Consummation, Ye Beihan naturally had the confidence to defeat Su Yan. It was only a matter of time at most.

When he hit with a violent punch, there was a flash of electric light on his bald head, and that power was as shocking as the **** of strength.

When Su Yan faced the punch he struck, his eyes were slightly angry, **** and even cold.

Su Yan slammed a punch directly, and his fist easily shattered Ye Beihan's fist, leaving behind a piece of spiritual power that made him suffer.

Ye Beihan's face changed abruptly, and he backed away hastily, his hands swelled instantly, and he didn't dare to make any movements at all.

Naturally, Su Yan would not give him a chance to retreat, so he rushed over and grabbed Ye Beihan by the neck.

Ye Beihan drew out the long sword in his left hand and looked directly at Su Yan, only to be destroyed by Su Yan's body, which immediately frightened him.

Su Yan's hands are very strong, even if the strong masters in the early days of the grandmaster were subdued by him in this way, he would never escape without help.

Ye Beihan's sharp eyes disappeared just now, and it turned into a panic of fear, a deep fear. Now he feels like a turtle in the urn, unable to jump out of Su Yan's palm.

Su Yan glanced at him one last time, his eyes bounced with golden flames, and asked coldly: "Lastly, I'll give you a chance. Have you ever seen or heard of the old man Nikong?"

Ye Beihan trembled. At that moment, he was trembling all over, and people had instinctive reactions to danger, although that was only a moment.

Ye Beihan swallowed his saliva and hurriedly said: "Except you have been talking about this old man, I have never heard of it."

"My lord, please forgive me. I don't know that Tarzan has offended you."

Ye Beihan looked bitter. He was originally a Lingnan leader, but he didn't take it as the leader, and his life was at stake.

Su Yan didn't nod or shook his head, but he didn't show a smile or a relaxed face since he came. Ye Beihan knew the result.

He couldn't help screaming in a hurry, almost exhausting his strength: "Master, help me!"